Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 141 - 92: Jie Jie Jie!_2

Chapter 141: Chapter 92: Jie Jie Jie!_2

In simple terms, this passage has the same diameter from top to bottom, so whether he blocks this end above or the one underground, the effect is roughly the same.

Thus, there was a two or three hundred meter long and narrow buffer zone; as long as one could stand their ground against the onslaught of Blade Beasts, then one man could hold the pass against ten thousand!

A fierce smile gradually appeared on the corners of Wang Jixuan’s mouth, his eyes widening to the max, a thread of bloodlust mingling with the black smoke at his eye corners.

General level... leader...

Then catch the king first if you want to catch the thieves!

"Hahahahaha!"

Wang Jixuan’s ’frenzied’ laughter rang out as he charged downwards at breakneck speed, both hands gripping the long spear and injecting mana, merging man and spear into one, a shadow of an azure dragon enveloping him, sweeping away the immature Blade Beasts in front of him!

Limbs flying everywhere!

Green blood splashing chaotically!

Below, there were not many mature Blade Beasts in the group! These immature Blade Beasts could barely defend against a large caliber rifle!

Ms. Wan’s continuous text messages were gradually ignored by him;

The cries from command were pushed to the back of Wang Jixuan’s mind;

Right now, all he wanted to do was slaughter, just slaughter!

He had to kill until the end!

The terrain ahead suddenly expanded outward, the diameter of a few meters abruptly becoming several dozen meters!

He had already burst out of the minefield at the bottom!

Wang Jixuan stabbed his long spear into the rock layers, his body spinning to a stop.

He was merely infected by the desire to kill, not unable to control his own mind.

The remains of Blade Beasts swept flying by his spear surged outward, the swarm of creatures up ahead kept moving backward, pressing against each other, avoiding this god of death.

"Heh, you also feel fear, don’t you?"

"Hehe, when you kill our humans, aren’t you so cruel?"

Behind the Daoist, the dark, narrow, elliptical corridor was littered with wreckage, and green blood flowed down like a small river as the Blade Beast Group continued to close in from behind.

In front of him, immature Blade Beasts that only had soft shells and were a third smaller than the basic Blade Beasts kept retreating backward.

Suddenly!

A mouthpart two meters in diameter appeared at the edge of Wang Jixuan’s Spiritual Sense!

With clear visibility in his Spiritual Sense, he saw a monster that resembled a ’python,’ with a large head, thin tail, and a rounded belly, being carried by dozens of basic Blade Beasts, rapidly approaching through the underground passage.

The mouthpart of this ’python’ Blade Beast continuously unfolded like petals, its rings of sharp teeth suddenly glistening.

A green light orb formed within its mouthpart!

"Come on!"

Wang Jixuan bellowed resolutely.

The ’python’ abruptly threw its head forward, the green light orb shooting out and, still twenty meters from Wang Jixuan, it suddenly exploded!

Visible green shockwaves burst forth continuously, sweeping in all directions!

Wang Jixuan gripped his long spear with both hands, mumbling to himself, and behind him appeared the shadow of an armored deity!

"...under the dark canopy, the gate of earth and heaven, the divine hall for sitting and sleeping, hidden and concealed! Hurry up, as per the order!"

The Six Ding Protection Spell!

Suddenly, his helmet visor shattered, and his protective suit showed dozens of cracks!

Around him, immature Blade Beasts howled in agony, trembling, with many of them exploding, and the Blade Beast Group charging from behind the corridor forcefully backed away.

The shockwaves lasted for seventeen or eighteen seconds before subsiding.

The Blade Beasts before and behind Wang Jixuan were all affected.

His protective suit had dozens of tears, the twenty-odd Soul Suppressing Talismans had become ineffective, more than ten Vajra Talismans were activated, and after his helmet’s ’glass’ broke, his eyes were exposed with several traces of blood at the corners.

Those eyes were almost completely stained with blood.

"You done shouting?"

Wang Jixuan’s nostrils trembled slightly, his voice cold as the winds from Jiu You.

He stared at the young sub-king blade beast, his left hand clutching a massive Crystal Core.

The Preacher’s Crystal Core!

Crack!

The Crystal Core shattered, streams of Spiritual Energy bursting forth, which Wang Jixuan inhaled in one deep breath, and the residual soul of the Preacher Blade Beast suddenly materialized, roaring as it charged toward Wang Jixuan’s forehead.

Pop!

A large hand enveloped in blood light firmly grasped the residual soul.

Wang Jixuan didn’t even spare it a sidelong glance!

Afterwards, he brought his hands together with a clap and gently blew, calming down the residual soul of the Preacher in an instant; it struggled to retreat, but it was slowly brought to Wang Jixuan’s forehead.

Wang Jixuan’s soul suddenly materialized, looking like a three-inch-tall, semi-transparent little figure, which suddenly opened wide a large mouth and swallowed the Preacher Blade Beast’s residual soul in one bite!

Devil Skill Soul Devouring!

The little figure even burped, emitting a bloody glow all over, and the Primordial Spirit of the little figure quickly aligned with Wang Jixuan’s Dao Body.

The soul returns to its rightful place.

Ah, indeed a great replenishment.

He began to understand why those talented demon cultivators were unwilling to engage in arduous cultivation.

How could hard cultivation compare to the satisfaction of plundering?

Oh? Residual soul thoughts could impact one’s own will, making it easy to become crazy? Even if a demon cultivator didn’t collapse, it was very difficult for them to reach the Mahayana Realm?

Quick success always comes with some risks, a balance of yin and yang.

Besides, he’s not always using Devil Skills... though it seems he has indeed used them quite frequently lately.

Why care about it!

The world gave birth to me, and all I need is to live freely!

Tsk, tsk, tsk, hahaha!

In these chaotic times, some choose to cultivate demons; others pursue a peaceful path of cultivation!

I never thought I would be a genius of the demon cultivator world!

Wang Jixuan hoisted his spear and looked down at the General Level Blade Beast, a warm smile spreading across his face.

Fellow...

"What does your soul taste like?"

The General Level Blade Beast suddenly began to struggle, continuously moving its bloated body backward.

Wang Jixuan laughed out loud, at this moment completely disregarding the terrain as he charged forward with his spear, the last few High Explosive Hand Grenades scattering.

Like a fierce tiger with a dragon-like spear, he stirred up a storm of beast limbs and wreckage!

Destroying the larvae’s nest!

...

Zhou Zhengde was awoken by the cheers around him.

He held on to the armrest of the chair, recalling the scenes that had just happened.

He knew that his political career, as well as his military career, were almost certainly over.

But he didn’t pay much attention to these matters, nor did he know how long he had been knocked out by Dongfang Zhenghong’s punch. Now, he shook his head vigorously and still felt a bit dizzy when he stood up.

"How did it go?"

He asked with a trembling voice:

"What about Wang Zheng? How is he?"

The cheering technicians in front didn’t seem to notice him.

Dongfang Zhenghong turned and sighed softly, speaking quietly, "They’re celebrating. Deep Sea has found Black Storm and is bringing him back. Black Storm is unconscious, but his vital signs are all normal."

"What does that mean?"

"Things have developed a bit beyond our expectations. We don’t know exactly what happened. The last bit of battle information we could capture was the General Level larva issuing its most powerful spiritual impact, affecting a large number of Blade Beasts, and our detection equipment also got damaged."

Dongfang Zhenghong spoke quickly, glancing at his wristwatch, and then smiled, "After that strong spiritual impact, about five minutes later, the bio-energy waveform of the General Level Blade Beast disappeared...

"Then, Wu Man said he sensed the wailing of the General Level Blade Beast.

"We speculate that Black Storm seemed to have entered some sort of uncontrollable state, his bio-energy waveform erratic, and about twenty minutes later, Wu Man in the plane could sense these Blade Beasts. He issued a retreat order to the Blade Beasts in the lower levels of the fortress, and the Blade Beast Group moved from the 46th, 47th, and 48th floors to the 49th floor breach, trying to cause a chaotic impact among the Blade Beast Group.

"Black Storm, as if he was not yet out of control, began to change direction, killing his way back from the underground nests of the Blade Beasts, ambushing these Blade Beasts midway.

"Until just now, Deep Sea arrived, went down... according to Deep Sea’s feedback, they had just met and hadn’t had a chance to speak when Black Storm fainted, and Deep Sea mentioned Black Storm looked pretty terrible, covered in blood, though not a drop was his own, and a needle came out of his forehead... very scary.

"So, you don’t have to worry, he did it."

Dongfang Zhenghong clicked his tongue,

"Although what he called buying time, was charging into the underground nest and wiping out the larvae... but it did indeed buy time, no doubt about that."

Zhou Zhengde asked, "How many casualties in Lower City?"

"Since Black Storm appeared in Lower City, the casualties haven’t increased significantly. He saved over a hundred thousand humans. That guy is a monster. Later on, I must have a good drink with him."

Dongfang Zhenghong spoke with interest,

"On the other hand, you, young hothead, are you ready to face the military court?"

Zhou Zhengde shrugged with a smile, "I was just thinking about learning missile maintenance and care, striving for re-employment after release."

"Before that, I think you, the hothead, can still make use of your professional skills."

Dongfang Zhenghong tilted his chin up, and Zheng De looked toward the flashing communication request on the side.

It was a communication request from Wei Linzheng.

Zhou Zhengde narrowed his eyes, "Can I be a bit rude to them?"

"You can. Hmm, and also..."

Dongfang Zhenghong cleared his throat,

"Say a few good words about me to your mom. She’s upset about me punching you, you know, she’s overly doting on you."

Zhou Zhengde’s gaze became incredibly complex.