My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 119: The First Entry

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: The First Entry

"Splurge ······"

Aside from slightly tilting its head, the shadowy figure did not dodge, allowing six long spears to pierce through its body and pass through it completely.

Several bloody holes emerged, but not a drop of fresh blood flowed out, leaving only a few penetrating wounds that quickly healed.

However, the tremendous impact of the earth spear caused the figure’s forward movement to hesitate for a moment, giving Wang Zijia a clear view of the monster’s appearance.

It was a humanoid creature, covered entirely in red, devoid of any skin. Its entire body appeared to be made up of fragments of flesh.

The flesh and blood on its body resembled newly minced and formed meatballs that had not yet been put into the pot. Innumerable tiny particles of flesh and blood, glowing with a bloody red hue, wriggled on its surface, appearing exceptionally nauseating.

Its body was small and slightly hunched, with elongated arms and legs. Its hands and feet were large and claw-like. Its face, made up of fragments of meat, had sharp teeth, pointed ears, and outsized compound eyes, akin to a fly.

The demon did not give Wang Zijia much time to observe. After a slight pause, it charged towards Wang Zijia again.

Its pair of ghost claws, emanating a cold light and carrying the strong stench of pollution, struck Wang Zijia’s shield.

"Thud!"

The ghost claws hit the energy shield, which visibly crystalized and made a dull, crisp sound.

The tremendous force sent Wang Zijia sliding backward.

Watching the Ethereal Crystal Shield crystalize for a moment and then rapidly revert to its energy form, Wang Zijia sighed in relief.

Fortunately, he did not hit the jackpot right away. It was just a demon at the advanced pupil stage.

The demon, however, did not give Wang Zijia a chance to catch his breath, continuing to loom forward, intending to attack Wang Zijia once more.

Suddenly, a dark red fireball appeared between the two and swiftly hit the charging demon.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion, accompanied by searing heat waves, pushed Wang Zijia back several meters. The huge impact hit his crystal shield, causing it to crystalize for a moment, then quickly return to normal.

Wang Zijia, having steadied himself, waved his hand without waiting for the dust to settle. His mana swept over, dispersing the dust in the center of the explosion.

As the dust cleared, Wang Zijia was able to see its condition.

The demon was not so lucky this time. Its body was blasted in two, and the claw holding the fireball was completely carbonized, broken into several pieces.

Despite this, the demon did not die, but crawled toward Wang Zijia with its incomplete arm, appearing like a zombie intent on consuming flesh and blood yet still possessing a semblance of basic combat instincts.

Another long spear pierced directly through its brain, its head bursting apart as it filled with quicksand, and only then did the demon finally die. Its flesh and blood, still writhing as if alive, continued to squirm about.

Not seeing anything manifest, Wang Zijia was somewhat disappointed.

This Mysterious Domain, due to its association with the transformation of the mortician and the fact that it had been altered by the sect’s great cultivator, had peculiar rules.

Slashing the demons here could yield a peculiar crystal, which, under certain conditions, could be used in various places to gain opportunities.

Even those with outrageous good luck could potentially obtain a Foundation Building Spirit Object from an ordinary demon’s body.

Of course, even the elders of the Middle Third Boundary from the sect, despite modifying the Mysterious Domain, could not change it entirely to their advantage. Otherwise, it would not be a Mysterious Domain.

Therefore, killing these intruders could also potentially yield crystals, with the chances being ten times higher than killing the demonic beings. This was the Mysterious Domain’s rule of counteraction.

Thus, it was not uncommon for internal strife to occur among the Sect members after entering this Mysterious Domain.

Wang Zijia was careful to squat in front of the corpse, skillfully releasing his mana, enticing it towards the body.

A faint stench of blood permeated the air, a thread of an ominous dark red aura was drawn out by Wang Zijia. His colorless mana, upon contact with the aura, quickly spread like dye, immediately rushing into his body.

However, a seasoned Wang Zijia was already hiding under the illumination of the Golden Balance.

After a while, a weight materialized.

Weights: Seed of Blood Sinners

Status: In process of Pollution

Value: 221

Introduction: In a state of detrimental mutation, a devil cultivator, already saturated with sinful roots, was forcibly led into the coffin by a nearly mad mortician after death. Failing to guide his spirit for rebirth, he fell into devilhood and experienced a mysterious transformation, thus forming a Mysterious Domain.

After undergoing thousands of years of transformation and nurturing, it had already matured into a live-stock pond.

Young man, it seems that compared to you, your sect is even more unscrupulous. You merely deceive infants and steal their nutrients.

Yet your sect actually exploits the Mysterious Domain to cultivate spiritual objects. Has it turned into a poultry farm?

Isn’t this too demonic?

At least I am considered as half Numerical Sinners, who tainted and formed a large part of the Mysterious Domain. What happened to their face? It’s unbearable!

Looking at the weight in front of him, Wang Zijia’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Nothing else, this demon possessed the strength of the Late Childhood Stage, but the pollution value of the sinful seed was only two hundred, which clearly did not match the situation he encountered before.

"Is it because of the added strength of the Mysterious Domain or some other cause?"

Without time to think further, Wang Zijia immediately exchanged it for a Skill Value Degree.

Taiji: 688

He immediately exited the Dimension of Knowledge afterwards.

Wang Zijia frowned at the still vivid corpse in front of him. After being drained of pollution, most of the corpses of the demonic beings would lose their vitality, quickly deteriorate and even rot and emit a foul smell in a very short time.

However, this demonic being simply lost its vitality, its flesh and blood no longer squirmed, but still remained fresh.

"Click······"

Without giving Wang Zijia time to study in detail, there were many sounds around him.

Feeling at least five or six of the demons like just now rushing towards him, Wang Zijia’s face changed slightly, mana covered his body like quicksand, and his breath and figure quickly vanished.

After completing concealment, he looked around momentarily. Wang Zijia moved lightly and quickly away from the battlefield.

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He had only disappeared for a moment when several demons, similar to the ones from before, arrived at the battlefield.

Upon finding the corpse, several demons moved forward together, gnawing like wild wolves.

"Roar!"

Conflict often occurred among the demons during the feeding, with continuous growls as a show of strength, they appeared just like a pack of beasts.

From a distance, Wang Zijia observed for a moment and then conducted a preliminary investigation of the surroundings.

This seemed to be an abandoned town or village.

All the demons should be the six that were present, attracted here by the noise he made when he fell.

Once he had some understanding, his eyes turned cold, and his transparent figure disappeared again.

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A weakest demon on the edge, unable to compete with several stronger ones, could only circle around the demons at the edge, roaring constantly.

Suddenly, a palm-sized spear, condensed from the void, like a earth spear, shot towards the demon like lightning.

"Puff!"

With the sound of impact, the demon was shot in the brow by the earth spear before it could react, followed by it stiffening up, and a stream of sand flowing out of its seven orifices.