Chapter 284: A Sword Splits the Heavens

About an hour later, Medusa Queen finally released Mu Chen. After the frenzy had passed, her gaze softened, though a hint of admiration lingered for her earlier boldness.

"I'm ready to begin," Medusa Queen said.

"Go ahead," Mu Chen nodded. With a wave of his hand, his clothes seemed to reassemble themselves onto his body under the control of his soul power.

Medusa's body began to rise into the air, floating above the island. Her figure glowed brilliantly before transforming into a massive purple serpent over ten meters long.

The serpent's body was sleek yet powerful, exuding a sense of grace and elegance. Its pale purple eyes held no malice, only calm and determination.

"Do you have any last words for me?" Medusa Queen asked, her gaze complicated as she looked down at Mu Chen.

"Trust yourself. You can do it. Remember—so long as even a single thread remains, you will not perish," Mu Chen said firmly.

Medusa Queen nodded, her heart steadied by his encouragement.

Without setting up an energy barrier—something she trusted Mu Chen's presence rendered unnecessary—the purple serpent dove into the Qinglian Earth Heart Flame.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream echoed through the air, chilling to the core.

Hearing Medusa's pained cries, Mu Chen sighed deeply. This was her chosen path, and though he possessed soul power of the Di-state tier, even he was powerless to alleviate her torment.

The Qinglian Earth Heart Flame burned not only her physical form but her very soul. This excruciating pain was beyond description, an ordeal few could endure.

Under the flame's relentless assault, Medusa's massive serpent form began to char. Scales fell away, blood gushed out but was quickly vaporized by the intense heat, and deep red scars began to form across her body.

Despite the unimaginable agony, Medusa clung to Mu Chen's words, repeating them like a mantra: "So long as even a single thread remains, I will not perish."

An hour later, her massive form lay lifeless in the flames. The once-vibrant island was now a charred wasteland, filled with the stench of scorched flesh.

"Did the Queen fail?"

Every Serpent in the Holy City gazed in the direction of the lake, a pall of sorrow descending over them. On the shores of the lake, Hua She'er and her fellow guards wore expressions of grief. To them, the Queen had undoubtedly failed.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

What had been a sunny day turned ominous as thick clouds gathered over the island.

"Tribulation!"

Mu Chen's eyes narrowed. This was the first time he had witnessed such a phenomenon since crossing into this world.

To ordinary people, it might seem like a natural occurrence, but Mu Chen knew better—this was the wrath of the heavens.

In the myriad worlds, when something defied the natural order, heaven would send its judgment. Only by surviving this divine trial could one continue to exist.

"Leave the rest to me!"

Mu Chen stepped forward, walking into the sky as if it were solid ground.

With a single thought, ten golden soul rings appeared around him. These golden hues signified his supreme power. In his hands, a sword began to materialize—a Chaos Sword, black as night, adorned with ten radiant gemstones embedded in its hilt.

The sword extended to a length of three meters, radiating an oppressive majesty. Behind Mu Chen, nine glowing rings of divine light formed, marking him as a supreme deity—equivalent to a Di-state tier powerhouse in this world.

The clouds above churned violently as if responding to his challenge. Black lightning crackled ominously within the storm.

"Black Demon Thunder!"

Mu Chen's expression turned grim. It seemed that meddling in another's tribulation came with a steep price—the trial had grown even more formidable.

"So what if it's Black Demon Thunder? Watch me cleave the heavens!"

Pouring his limitless soul power into the Chaos Sword, Mu Chen transformed its blade into a thousand-meter-long arc of destruction.

With a swing of his blade, the sky itself seemed to crack. The massive arc of energy tore through the storm clouds, splitting them in two and scattering the lightning. Moments later, the dark clouds dissipated entirely, and sunlight bathed the island once more.

Mu Chen dismissed his Chaos Sword and surveyed the island below.

The Qinglian Earth Heart Flame had condensed into a fist-sized core, shifting form restlessly. Nearby, a lifeless snake carcass lay motionless, charred black by the flames.

"Little one, aren't you going to come out?" Mu Chen asked softly.

Crack.

As he spoke, a faint cracking sound broke the silence. The charred serpent's skin began to fall away, revealing a new body underneath. Slowly but surely, the shedding accelerated until a vibrant form emerged—a seven-colored light burst forth.

Unlike the original tale, where the entity charged toward Mu Chen in defiance, this seven-colored light fled in the opposite direction as if terrified.

"Where do you think you're going?" Mu Chen waved his hand, and his immense soul power formed a barrier that trapped the seven-colored entity in a sphere of energy.

When Mu Chen approached, he finally saw it clearly—a small, two-centimeter-long serpent. Its body was covered in fine, seven-colored scales that shimmered like jewels. Its pale purple eyes radiated an eerie beauty, and a faint, exotic fragrance filled the air.

It was the product of Medusa Queen's evolution—the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python.

The python struggled fiercely, its primal consciousness trying to break free. However, against the power of Mu Chen's Di-state soul, its efforts were futile.

"Little one, my lover shares your body. Why don't you come with me? I promise I won't hurt you," Mu Chen said.

Hearing that its host's soul was connected to Mu Chen, the python struggled even harder, refusing to yield.

"Come with me, and you'll have all the delicacies you could want. Refuse, and you'll get a taste of my discipline." With a

smirk, Mu Chen retrieved a five-tier medicinal pill from his spatial ring.

(End of Chapter)