Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2799: Chapter 2800: The Unnameable Entity

But these thoughts only flashed through his mind and were gone. He then chuckled lightly and said, "It’s fine. Hold tight to my clothes and don’t go anywhere. I want to see what on earth this is!"

In fact, he didn’t even need to tell her. Tuan’er had already clenched his lapel in a death grip and refused to let go.

At the same time, the surrounding fog grew even thicker.

And within the fog, faint traces of many indescribably gigantic figures appeared.

Suddenly!

A massive tentacle pierced through the fog and thrust straight toward Xue An.

Xue An gave a cold snort, his body unmoving as a blade of sword light slashed straight out.

Pu!

The massive tentacle was cut cleanly in two; filthy blood splattered everywhere, and a muffled groan came from within the fog. Then the tentacle dispersed into mist.

But this was only the beginning. In an instant, countless tentacles surged at Xue An from all directions.

Tuan’er was so terrified that she squeezed her eyes shut, and then she heard a continuous series of muffled slicing sounds.

When she opened her eyes again, aside from barely being able to make out Xue An at her side, everything around them had been swallowed by fog so dense it was almost congealed.

"Young Master, what on earth is going on?" Tuan’er asked in a trembling voice.

At this moment Xue An’s expression also grew grave. "It should be an eldritch creature!"

"Eldritch creature?"

These two words sent a violent shudder through Tuan’er’s entire body, and a thought flashed through her mind.

Wasn’t her young lady’s life-and-death vendetta precisely against an eldritch creature?

So why had it come for the Young Master now?

"But how would these eldritch creatures know we were coming here?" Tuan’er asked.

"That’s exactly what puzzles me," Xue An said coldly.

He could be certain that before meeting Tuan’er, he had never intended to come here at all.

Even when he had just taken Tuan’er and flown, he had no destination in mind.

Yet strangely enough, this fog—or rather, the eldritch creature behind it—seemed to know he would come here, and had already laid everything out in advance.

That was very much worth pondering.

Suddenly!

A thought flashed through Xue An’s mind like lightning. His eyes suddenly blazed, then he fixed his gaze on the fog ahead, the corner of his mouth lifting in a faint, almost imperceptible cold smile.

"Interesting. After I’ve been in this world for so long, you finally can’t hold back and are willing to show yourself?"

At his words, the mist in front of him began to surge and roll, and then a colossal octopus-like monstrosity emerged before Xue An.

Tuan’er was almost scared into a faint.

All because this octopus monstrosity looked far too horrifying—like the deepest, blackest Meng Yan, saturated with ultimate evil and chaos.

Just one glance at it could drive a person nearly insane.

Tuan’er felt as if her consciousness were being dragged by something, sliding toward an unknowable Abyss.

Just then, Tuan’er felt her vision go black, and Xue An’s voice sounded by her ear.

"Don’t look at it. Seal off your mind!"

As it turned out, Xue An had just now sealed off Tuan’er’s vision; otherwise, her consciousness would already have collapsed and she would be dead.

Tuan’er naturally didn’t dare move recklessly and immediately sealed off her own mind.

At the same time, Xue An faced this supremely terrifying eldritch creature head-on. His features were cold and murderous as he spoke in an icy tone.

"So this is the Force of Destiny?"

The giant octopus monster’s tentacles drifted and waved through the fog as if it were underwater. After hearing Xue An’s question, the center of its main body slowly split open, and a pair of enormous eyes gradually opened.

These eyes were pitch-black throughout, with only a little dead-white pupil in the center, making anyone who looked at them feel a surge of dread.

Even someone as powerful as Xue An felt a tremendous pressure when he met that gaze.

It wasn’t a pressure of sheer power; rather, it was more like the helplessness you feel when standing before an endless ocean.

If it were any other ordinary powerhouse, this single exchange of gazes would have been enough to shatter their Dao Heart and plunge them into eternal ruin.

But who was Xue An? Having cultivated anew through two lifetimes, his Dao Heart had long since become as hard as iron and steel.

So after the initial surge of pressure, Xue An quickly calmed down and snorted coldly.

"Save that trick for someone else. I won’t be scared by you!"

As his words fell, Xue An stepped down heavily. The immense force made the entire space sink downward, then a massive rebound force flung him up and forward as he charged at the gigantic eldritch creature.

In that instant, blazing Red Lotus Flame surged up over Xue An’s body, while his Sword Intent erupted wildly, forming an indestructible sword of pure intent before him.

Not only that, his violent Mental Power rapidly coalesced between his brows, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

At this moment, Xue An held nothing back, because he knew that an eldritch creature of this level could not be easily killed.

He had only one chance, so he mercilessly unleashed his full strength.

But just then, a cold laugh sounded from within the fog.

The next moment, the colossal eldritch creature before him suddenly blew apart and scattered.

Xue An shot straight through, striking nothing but empty air.

Before he could react, the surrounding fog rapidly dissipated as well.

In the span of a single breath, everything returned to normal.

The wilderness was still the same wilderness as before, and the sky was still the same sky as before.

Only Tuan’er stood in midair with her eyes tightly shut, as if in meditation.

Xue An halted, turned back with a grave expression, and looked over.

In that instant, his Divine Sense had already spread to a vast distance.

But even so, he still found no clues whatsoever.

It was as if everything that had just happened had been nothing but an illusion.

Yet Xue An knew it had not been an illusion.

That colossal eldritch creature had truly existed—but why had it suddenly vanished?

And what was that cold laugh from within the fog?

These questions surged through Xue An’s mind, but he quickly pressed them down.

Because he knew that no matter how much he speculated right now, he wouldn’t uncover the truth behind it.

There was simply too little information!

So he drew in a deep breath, calmed his surging blood and qi, then turned back toward Tuan’er.

At this moment, the young lady Tuan’er was still dutifully following his instructions and keeping her mind sealed.

Xue An split off a wisp of Divine Sense and sent it into her Sea of Consciousness, waking her.

Tuan’er slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Xue An’s solemn face.

"Young Master, how is it? Are we dead?"

Her words left Xue An both amused and exasperated, and the murderous severity on his face faded.

"Of course not!"

"Then what about that eldritch creature just now?"

"It disappeared."

"Disappeared? Did the Young Master defeat it? I knew you could do it!" Tuan’er said joyfully.

Xue An didn’t bother explaining; after all, telling her about these things would be pointless.

"Let’s go. We’ll head back and see your young lady first."

"Ah, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would’ve forgotten. The young lady must already be worried sick!"