What is most troublesome for Tiga is his immortality, but for Su Han, who possesses the Mist Space, it is actually the easiest thing to solve.
With Ultraman Tiga's constant fighting and luring, the enormous insect finally arrived at the rift in the sky and crashed into it.
His size was too great, so naturally he couldn't squeeze through. But just as Ultraman Tiga could transform into light and pass through the crack in the sky, he was no longer essentially an insect. Finally, he transformed into a strange dark substance, slowly seeping in.
"What exactly is this?" Zhang Sanfeng stared at the dark matter, his eyelids twitching. His martial arts intuition was warning him, telling him that it was not an enemy he could defeat... that he couldn't even tolerate contact with.
He glanced at Su Han and saw Tiga's light merge into Su Han's body.
"Leave everything to me now." Su Han's voice was very gentle as he slowly stepped forward, disappearing directly into the dark matter.
However, the moment those dark substances touched Su Han's body, they were naturally swallowed up by him.
Su Han connected his consciousness with the misty space; his body was merely a medium. These malevolent forces flowed into the misty space through Su Han's body, and were subsequently completely absorbed by it.
"Roar!" A sharp cry rang out from the dark matter. Although the strange giant insect's behavior was illogical, it still possessed biological instincts. Realizing it might die, it immediately stopped invading the Qin Dynasty world and rapidly retreated to the other side of the rift in the sky, trying to escape.
"Can you escape?" Su Han's eyes transformed into the Rinnegan, and he raised his palm, silently chanting in his heart, "Universal Heavenly Guidance!"
A terrifying gravitational force erupted from his palm, emitting a sharp screech as it struck the receding, eerie substance. With a whoosh, it slammed into Su Han's palm, was directly absorbed by him, and merged into the misty space within his mind.
Zhang Sanfeng gave Su Han's retreating figure a deep look, confirming that everything was alright, and then quickly retreated. He first grabbed Huang Rong, who had fought to her limit, from the swarm of insects, and then retreated to the position where Tony Stark and Conan were.
"I really didn't expect that I would be able to possess such power." Huang Rong gasped for breath, her face covered in the blood of insects, making her look quite disheveled, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
She whispered, "Is this what it feels like to have power? It's definitely different from being cunning or relying on others."
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Chapter 186 Mr. Speaker of the Council... You are truly deserving of the title of Wheel of Fortune (First Update)
Zhang Sanfeng paused for a moment, then his brows relaxed, and he said with some satisfaction, "Cultivation makes one stronger, which is a kind of enjoyment in itself."
“Something’s strange,” Tony Stark said, gazing into the distance with a furrowed brow. “If Number Ten’s encounter with evil was more like a sacrifice to the Council Chairman… I feel that Number Nine’s encounter with evil is more like purification than a sacrifice.”
"Hmm?" Conan paused, turned to look into the distance, and after a moment of careful consideration, had to admit that Tony Stark's words made a lot of sense.
After all, Su Han was surrounded by pure white light, and those strange substances disappeared silently under the light... This scene was too sacred, it really looked like purification rather than a sacrifice.
"Does Mr. Stark have any thoughts?" Huang Rong turned her head and stared at Tony Stark.
“I have a guess… but it doesn’t seem to explain it. Number nine and number ten, at most the difference is in the place value… no, that’s not right.” Tony Stark paused, suddenly realizing a possibility.
Huang Rong's expression also changed. Based on Tony Stark's words, she also thought of a possibility and gazed into the distance.
"That's right... Their powers are different in nature. Number Nine is the god of light! Number Ten is an evil god... More importantly, the chairman is suspected of feeding on evil gods..."
Huang Rong suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She thought back to the past, when members of the council had also speculated that number ten was the council chairman's reserve food...
Could it be that righteous gods like Number Nine are the true servant gods of the council chairman, while evil gods, though the council chairman may also have such subordinates, are not actually valued? Of course, there may be even more complex relationships involved... but they are unaware of it.
For example, evil gods also have part of the responsibility to find food for the council president... while righteous gods like Number Nine do not... so they do not need to offer sacrifices.
“Number Nine, Number Ten, Chairman of the Council…” Tony Stark stopped talking, his expression shifting.
"Instead of considering this question, we should pay more attention to Mr. Ying Zheng." Conan pushed up his glasses. He felt that what the others were guessing was very likely the truth, but he felt that this was not something they should delve into, so he quickly changed the subject.
Huang Rong suddenly turned her head and found that the divine aura emanating from Ying Zheng was gradually receding.
At this moment, Qin generals and ministers, and even members of the Yin-Yang School, were still kneeling around. But Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.
"So that's how it is!" Ying Zheng looked at Su Han, who was devouring the enormous evil insect in the distance, without any surprise.
Previously, he appeared to be completely absorbed in communicating with God, but in reality, he was in a God's-eye view during the communication, knowing as much as or even more than the other council members present.
After Su Han had completely devoured the evil insect, he let out a long breath. Then, staring at the enormous rift in the sky before him, he frowned.
There are two ways to deal with the rifts in the real world.
One possibility is that the rift in the sky will disappear naturally over time. Another possibility is that a special seal will be used to prevent it from expanding, and then it will naturally dissipate over time.
It's very difficult to destroy the rift in the sky by human intervention. It's not that it's absolutely impossible, but rather that only sages would possess such a means.
"I wonder if the Misty Space can suppress this kind of rift in the sky?" Su Han muttered to himself.
But before he could even begin to experiment, Ying Zheng suddenly appeared beside him and cupped his hands in greeting to Su Han.
"Number Nine... Thank you for your help this time!" Ying Zheng said with emotion, "If these insects had really taken over the sacrificial altar, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Without Number Nine, Zhang Sanfeng alone would absolutely not have been able to stop such a large number of enemies.
"It's what I should do!" Although Su Han was somewhat surprised by Ying Zheng's sudden appearance, his voice remained gentle.
"Leave the rest to me," Ying Zheng said with a gentle wave of his arm, and the void shattered instantly. The rift in the sky actually dissipated on its own.
"What is this?" Zhang Sanfeng, who was following closely behind, saw this scene and his pupils suddenly contracted. He stared at Ying Zheng in disbelief.
"How could this be?" Tony Stark, clad in Iron Man armor, froze in mid-air, staring blankly at Ying Zheng.
"Don't misunderstand, this is not a power I possess!" Ying Zheng said calmly. "I successfully communicated with the heavens before. He asked me many questions and put me through many trials... After I gained His approval, I became His representative in the human world."
"So I have some divinely granted powers, which allow me to manipulate a portion of the power of space, such as teleportation! Or, for example, to instantly obliterate this enormous rift. This is just what I do using my identity as a representative... Of course, I don't have this ability when traveling to other worlds."
"Is that so?" After a brief moment of shock, Conan calmed down. "That makes sense... The council chairman mentioned before that after a successful sacrifice to the heavens, one will receive a reward from heaven. Is it called divine power or merit?"
“I think I understand why it’s called that,” Ying Zheng said, spreading his palms. “I just need to continue to promote reforms and allow the civilization of all mankind to develop rapidly… Once it reaches a certain limit, I can choose to use this energy to truly become the native god of our world.”