Reverend Insanity: The Gacha System

In the barrier, Li Tian, who stood beside Lan Mu, sensed the situation in Heavenly Court and felt a flicker of satisfaction, but his expression quickly darkened as he detected something unusual heading toward him.

"Limitless, you idiot, why the hell are you helping Star Constellation?" Li Tian roared, his voice filled with rage as his gaze locked onto the direction of Heavenly Court. From there, a chess piece—an elephant-shaped one—was speeding toward him with terrifying momentum.

The chess piece glowed faintly, its energy distorting the air around it as it approached at full speed. Li Tian narrowed his eyes, his mind racing. "I knew something was bound to mess things up, but I didn't expect it to happen this quickly. Tch, this bit*h, Star Constellation—what did she promise Limitless to get him to intervene?" he thought, frustration boiling within him as he tried to assess the incoming threat.

"This is a Rank 9 killer move, stronger than anything even Rank 8 or pseudo Rank 9 could withstand. "Sigh, I wanted to keep my trump card hidden for as long as possible. It seems I can't avoid revealing it now," Li Tian murmured, his voice heavy with resignation as he glanced at Lan Mu, standing silently beside him.

Sensing Li Tian's gaze, Lan Mu nodded and stepped out of the barrier. With a calm but deliberate motion, he opened his aperture. From within, the powerful presence of Chan Mu began to stir. The moment Chan Mu's eyes opened, a wave of killing intent radiated outward, shaking the surroundings with its sheer intensity. Even Lan Mu, experienced and battle-hardened, felt chills running down his spine.

Receiving Li Tian's command telepathically, Chan Mu emerged from the aperture. His appearance was otherworldly—towering and menacing. He had 100 massive hands extending from both sides of his body, each radiating power. His head bore six eyes, each adorned with unique and intricate patterns that seemed to shift and glow ominously. His entire body was shrouded in thick black fog, giving him an ethereal and terrifying aura.

Chan Mu, now fully out of the aperture, positioned himself in front of Lan Mu. His presence alone seemed to darken the atmosphere, as though the light itself dared not shine upon him. The Hook continued to speed toward them, its energy distorting space as it tore through the air. Chan Mu, though in soul form, had reached the zenith of soul cultivation—a staggering 100 million desolate soul strength—which allowed him to materialize at will, his sheer presence overwhelming the surrounding energy.

"Chan Mu," Lan Mu said firmly, "it's time. Do what must be done."

Chan Mu silently acknowledged, his six eyes locking onto the incoming Hook. The sheer power in his gaze made the air tremble as the battle was about to commence.

The hook struck Chan Mu with immense force, its energy bursting on impact as chains erupted from it, wrapping tightly around his massive body. The chains glowed with an eerie radiance, their suppressive power designed to lock down even the most powerful beings.

Yet, unlike others who might have crumbled under this assault—such as the Duke Long, from original lore—Chan Mu stood firm. Despite the chains restricting his movement, his overwhelming soul strength, rivaling the peak of Spectral Soul but still shy of the Venerable stage, allowed him to resist. His six eyes glowed ominously, scanning the bindings as if calculating their weaknesses.

Though partially immobilized, Chan Mu's 100 massive hands began to move in unison, the black fog surrounding his body surging outward. The fog acted as an extension of his will, coiling around the chains and slowly corroding their integrity. The ground beneath him cracked and shattered from the sheer pressure of his soul energy as he prepared his counter.

Just then, Li Tian, standing within the barrier, felt a sharp pang in his chest. His body suddenly weakened, and a message from his clones flooded his mind—all of them reporting the same sensation of frailty. "Hehehe, Limitless, you crazy bastard," he muttered under his breath, wiping blood from his lips after coughing violently. "To think you would dare to use this killer move against me."

Li Tian's mind raced as he assessed the situation. Despite his condition, the refinement process in front of him had reached its critical final stage. The Gu worm he was creating now required the Chaos Dao marks, which would be provided by the impending Chaos Tribulation. The air around him grew dense as ominous clouds of energy began to gather above, signaling the tribulation's arrival.

With a dark chuckle, Li Tian's lips curled into a grin. "Hehehe, since you've all asked for it, I'll gladly deliver. Central Continent, are you ready? Do you wish to witness what happens when three Rank 8 pseudo-venerables ascend to become a true Venerable?"

He turned toward Lan Mu, his voice commanding. "Lan Mu, use the Calamity Pulling Killer move."