World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Chapter 1789 - 61: Plague Temple (7)

"Could he really be looking at me!?"

Zhang Xiaoman was startled, but despite what he said, he was already on high alert internally.

At his level, seeing things wrong or hallucinating is clearly impossible.

However, how could this massive skeletal remains, long dead, suddenly turn its head?

No matter how incredible it seemed, the evidence was right in front of him, leaving Zhang Xiaoman to suspect that the Plague God Calamity might not actually be dead!

"Could it be because of that sword?"

His attention rested on the huge double-edged sword in the skeleton’s chest.

Black energy continuously swirled and surged around the sword’s blade. Initially, Zhang Xiaoman thought this was merely the energy contained within the giant sword itself, but now it seemed that the source of the dark mist was elsewhere.

"The sword... is absorbing strength from the skeleton... So that’s it! This skeleton—or rather, the Plague God Calamity—is not actually dead, it’s just that its power has been suppressed by the giant sword, which keeps extracting energy from him, causing him to be trapped for so long..."

Zhang Xiaoman’s gaze was complex.

"So, the voice I’ve been hearing these days is likely him asking for help, wanting me to pull the sword out, to aid him in breaking free..."

He shook his head.

He understood the nature of the Demon Clan well enough; trying to save an injured demon would certainly trouble him.

However, nothing is absolute; if doing so could bring him benefits, he might still take action.

Of course, these benefits would need to be substantial enough—not just trivial gains—worth the immense risk.

As he looked at the massive skeleton, an idea occurred to Zhang Xiaoman.

Perhaps he could absorb it into the Dimension Gate, thereby teleporting it into the Original Realm.

No matter how powerful it might be, once it entered the Original Realm, it would have to submit to his control.

This was Zhang Xiaoman’s current confidence in dealing with it.

After all, this guy currently didn’t have the strength to resist the teleportation, and absorbing him shouldn’t be an issue.

Following through, Zhang Xiaoman set up layers of protection for himself and carefully approached.

Even at this moment, he couldn’t let his guard down; the Plague God Calamity was a veteran Transcendent-level strongman, a legendary figure about to reach the Middle-level Transcendent Realm, a prowess comparable to Ni Yang.

Consider this: Ni Yang has been sealed for so long yet still effortlessly fights a Lower Extraordinary Level Alfarld; while this guy isn’t Ni Yang, neither is Zhang Xiaoman Alfarld, so he must avoid carelessness.

Zhang Xiaoman held a small golden Light Ball in his hand, his "Holy Water" upgraded to Legendary level.

[Holy Spirit Heart]

——The heart of the legendary Holy Spirit, the purest and most virtuous object in existence, possessing the ability to suppress all evil.

The Holy Spirit Heart was Zhang Xiaoman’s additional trump card in this action.

With the power of the Holy Attribute to subdue demons, even Transcendent-level demons could hardly resist this legendary item.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman, holding both the Holy Spirit Heart and the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, approached the massive skeleton cautiously and alertly.

The skeleton seemed to sense his approach; this time, Zhang Xiaoman visibly saw the skeleton’s head turn, accompanied by a faint creaking sound.

"You are indeed still alive!"

Zhang Xiaoman’s muscles tensed, his spiritual power at full throttle, ready for combat at any moment.

Suddenly, the voice resounded in his mind again.

"Help me, please help me..."

The voice seemed tinged with urgency.

Zhang Xiaoman continued to move forward.

"Don’t get near him!!!"

The voice suddenly turned shrill.

"What!?"

Zhang Xiaoman was startled, instinctively stopping.

He turned to look to the left, where there appeared to be a very small golden Array; calling it an Array was somewhat strained, as it was too small—small enough that a careless glance might mistake it for a mere golden speck.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman finally distinguished the source of the voice, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

"The voice isn’t coming from the skeleton! Otherwise, it wouldn’t tell me not to approach!"

"The entity communicating with me earlier is this golden array!"

"What on earth is this array? Could it be the power suppressing the skeleton?"

Countless thoughts surfaced in his mind as he watched, wary, as the array seemed to turn ephemeral, on the verge of vanishing after its warning.

"Who are you, really?"

Zhang Xiaoman altered his course, walking a few steps towards the Array.

Yet, at that moment, the Holy Spirit Heart in his hand suddenly emitted a strong light and uncontrollably floated towards the Array.

He instinctively attempted to reel it back in, but while the Light Ball was caught, its internal energy kept flowing out, all streaming into the tiny Array.

"Not good!"

Zhang Xiaoman realized the gravity of the situation, promptly flashing backward, reappearing on the opposite side of the cave.