My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1051 - 807

Chapter 1051: 807

Because Taiching Palace’s Lower Realm outpost was located in the Witch World Core Area, the remnants of the Witch Realm Daemon, naturally, did not dare to construct their main base in the Central Continent or its surrounding areas. At most, they dared only to engage in heretical cult activities, endlessly causing trouble.

This place was not the Spirit Suppressing Realm, there was no coverage by a full realm Anchor Points.

Therefore, Wang Zijia, accompanied by Zeng Shouxin and Zhang Zerui, tore through the void, crossing half of the Witch Realm.

By the time Wang Zijia arrived at the first destination, the Thorn Flower Kingdom, which was dominated by the Undead God Family, already half an hour had passed.

When Wang Zijia halted his exaggerated escaping technique, he had already appeared above the capital of the kingdom.

Wang Zijia did not hide his form, but instead, he let his divine might become even more exaggerated, causing countless mortals below to look up in astonishment.

However, unlike the countless disciples of Shen Hong who respectfully welcomed, or countless mortals who excitedly knelt in worship, the mortals here, upon discovering Wang Zijia, harbored mostly undisguised hatred.

After all... the people of the entire Witch Realm had their own faiths, and now, those faiths were all quite frenzied.

Followers of Evil Gods were maddened, while the faithful of righteous gods were fanatical. This was the most normal situation, one careless step could lead to groups opposing humanity, or even a world-ending scenario with the Divine Kingdom turning bizarre, and all its bizarre citizens following suit.

Once such a Mysterious Domain was born, its Daemon transformed into an Illusion Master would become several levels more powerful, an exceptionally headache-inducing prospect.

...

After witnessing this scene, Wang Zijia slightly furrowed his brow and did not immediately do anything but asked, "Is this the place?"

Zeng Shouxin immediately nodded in confirmation and said, "Yes, this is it, right below us is the capital of Thorn Flower Kingdom!"

Wang Zijia said no more, with a wave of his hand, a Blood-Red Book flew out from within him.

The entire book was crystal clear, as if made of blood-red crystal.

On its cover, under the clustering of countless Golden Runes, was a golden eye.

In the Twelve Divine Equipment, each adjacent part resonates within a certain range, but the left and right eyes have resonance with all parts.

It was precisely because of this feature that the goddess of the Natural Law God System found him during his stay in Sanyuan City.

And now, although the eyeball had been swallowed by his book,

the Divine Skill: Information Pupil that was born could also sense and even covered a wider range!

As Wang Zijia activated it, the book shimmered with Spiritual Light, and the eye on the book burst forth with golden light, as did Wang Zijia’s own eyes.

In an instant, an almost imperceptible Silk Thread of karma emerged from the eye in the book.

And the other end of the thread was actually in the city below.

It seemed that Wang Zijia’s arrival was so abrupt, causing the rat to have no chance to escape. And now with divine majesty filling the sky, it naturally didn’t dare to run anymore, and had no choice but to hide.

Wang Zijia’s lips curled slightly, stepped forward along the thread, and in a blink, the three disappeared from the sky.

When they reappeared, they were already above the Huang Family graveyard of the Thorn Flower Kingdom.

"Crack!"

The moment Wang Zijia appeared, the people below clearly became aware that their hiding place had been exposed, and the entire graveyard erupted into chaos.

Clearly knowing they had been discovered, they prepared to fight desperately.

"A commendable courage, just too weak in cultivation," Wang Zijia said lightly, then softly commanded, "Disperse!"

"Whirr..."

In an instant, countless Skeletons that had just emerged from the ground disintegrated at once.

"Swoosh!"

The very next moment, a black Streaming Light suddenly burst from the ground and shot unreservedly towards the horizon.

"Freeze!"

With his placid face, Wang Zijia spoke again.

In an instant, the fleeing Streaming Light was Imprisoned in place.

With a casual beckoning hand from Wang Zijia, the other was apprehended, much like a Marionette, and brought before him.

This was a woman with half of her face rotten; she must have been somewhat beautiful, but due to her transformation into a witch zombie, the rot and Foul Smell made her extremely disgusting.

The woman’s eyes were filled with both fear and fierceness, yet due to the horrifying difference in cultivation, she didn’t even have the ability to move a finger.

At this moment, she was utterly despondent.

She was just a Demigod (Crossing Tribulation) monk, and after realizing the terror of Taiching Palace, she hadn’t gone overboard with her actions.

So how had she attracted the attention of a Profound Immortal level existence?! What had she done to deserve this!

With her only mobile eye, she frantically moved around, seeming to want to say something.

However, Wang Zijia had no intention of communicating with her. To the current Wang Zijia, personally dealing with such trash was truly an act of stooping.

Wang Zijia took a brief look at her, his gaze paused on her feet.

"Crack!"

With Wang Zijia’s gesture, her entire right leg was ripped off.

Fortunately, it was a zombified body, merely a rotting corpse, so there was no Fresh blood, but rather an abundance of Foul Smell and disgusting poison fluid flowed out.

Wang Zijia, holding the leg with his mana flowing, watched as the leg crumbled, leaving behind only a foot.

The foot rapidly degenerated from Flesh and blood, transforming into a crystalline mechanical foot.

Once confirmed, he nodded in satisfaction.

Then Wang Zijia glanced at the Demigod witch zombie in the Tribulation Stage and turned to Zhang Zerui and Zeng Shouxin, saying, "Do you want this ghastly thing?"

The two hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Zerui quickly said, "Martial Uncle, you may dispose of it as you see fit."

At this, Wang Zijia nodded and said as if talking to himself, "Devour it then!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, to their amazement, a Black fog emerged from within him, the fog transformed into a giant ghostly mouth, and in one gulp, it devoured the witch zombie who was incapable of moving.