My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 608 - 527

Chapter 608: 527

The rat was skewered by Wang Zijia, hanging on the sword. As the sword qi swirled, its corpse crumbled, revealing a shower of blood and fragmented meat this time.

However, Wang Zijia clearly sensed that what he killed was just an ordinary rat, albeit slightly bigger.

On the edge of the Dome Cave, space trembled again, and the young man, Ming Cheng, appeared with a sullen face.

Without saying a word, he cast two spells, attempting to activate the layout here.

Even though his cultivation was only at the peak of a Perfected man, as a significant figure on the path of the demon, this place had been set up as a temporary base by him for months, and it wouldn’t be easy to get past it.

However, before he could complete anything,

Wang Zijia vanished again, with no mockery or intention of giving him a moment to breathe.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Zijia thrust his sword into the body of the youth, Ming Cheng, once again.

The tactile sensation came from the sword, and it didn’t feel right.

"You’re seeking death!!!"

This time, not waiting for Wang Zijia to grind his corpse. As Ming Cheng burst into anger, the body that Wang Zijia had stabbed through fell apart on its own.

It turned into blood-colored insects, the size of mosquitoes, round and with a hard shell, like blood-red ladybugs.

Their bodies were crystal clear, especially the abdomen, glittering with blood light, like bloated blood mosquitoes.

Under the dark red blood light, they looked like blood jade bugs.

As the blood insects spread out, within a moment, the entire Dome was filled with blood-colored jade bugs. So densely packed that they seemed endless.

At that moment, Wang Zijia felt a shudder run through him.

He saw each blood insect, their bodies flickering with the blood light.

"Pop, pop..."

They began to explode, releasing a dense blood light in a continuous chain of detonations.

The disturbances kept overlapping, and in no more than half a breath’s time, all the insects had exploded, causing a massive explosion that raged fiercely in the confined space.

The underground dome barely held for a breath before it was destroyed.

The top cracked open, and a raging blood wave, like a volcanic eruption, surged toward the sky.

Wang Zijia was pushed into the sky by the shockwave. The crystal shield on his body crystallized and shattered, leaving a trail of cracks.

However, pages of a book appeared, taking over the defense.

After shattering the crystal shield defenses of over a dozen pages, Wang Zijia broke through several tens of feet of earth and shot out of the ground like a cannonball.

"Boom..."

The massive explosion, accompanied by an earth-shaking tremor, destroyed most of the Black Pool Valley.

"What is that!"

"It’s a demon-person from the path of the demon!"

"Damn, sure enough, it’s the evil of the demon-path!"

"It’s Sword Immortal Sheng Hong exterminating the demons!"

"Damn, run now!"

"..."

In the ruins of the city, countless cries of surprise could be heard at this moment.

...

The blood-red pillar of the airflow, like a substantial shockwave, was soaring towards the sky, showing no signs of stopping.

Wang Zijia stabilized himself in mid-air, took some labored breaths, and looked down with a grim face.

In the brief clash just now, Wang Zijia indeed got the upper hand because he’d indeed killed the opponent three times.

However, the opponent successively used three different life-saving measures: Transformation, Evasion, Life Gu, to substitute someone else for his death.

And the changes below made Wang Zijia’s face grow darker and darker.

"It won’t be easy to solve it, would it?"

Wang Zijia, who was almost certain of the opponent’s identity as the Evil Cicada, was thinking about relying on sneak attacks, killing the opponent while he was still weak. He wanted to take advantage of the opponent’s low cultivation and kill him directly.

But evidently, it was impossible.

He saw the blood wave bursting out of the ground, like the surging magma from a volcanic eruption. Instead of spreading over the ground after surging, it gathered in the sky into a blood-colored giant dragon.

The giant dragon writhed and swayed, like a deity, coiled behind the young man, Ming Cheng, and stared coldly at Wang Zijia with the same vertical pupils as Ming Cheng.

"You deserve to die, you’ve ruined my great start in this life!"

"Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll fulfill your wish!"

As he spoke, the blood-colored giant dragon behind the young man opened its mouth and spat out a dragon pearl, which fell quickly towards the young man’s forehead.

Wang Zijia didn’t stand there stupidly watching. With a wave of his hand, five long swords merged into one, held over Wang Zijia’s head, and slashed down with Mountain Splitting Power.

"Roar!"

With a dragon chant, a huge blood-colored light shield was formed, blocking the slash of the long sword.

"Clang!"

The sword light flashed on the blood shield, producing a bell-like sound of gold and iron.

The sphere on Ming Cheng’s head quickly entered his brain.

As the sphere entered his body, his aura suddenly began to climb. In an instant, he broke through the initial stage, middle stage, and later stage of the Infant God and trembled twice at the peak position. But ultimately, he could not enter the Primordial Spirit stage, and was a half-step short of the divine Dao.

Obviously, Wang Zijia had forced him to use the power from his previous reincarnation.

However, his original destiny was to match this body, equivalent to another kind of seizure, the fit was not perfect, and now with such manipulation, he could almost be concluded as a waste.

Let alone becoming an Immortal, returning to Cross Tribulation or even advancing to a Primordial Spirit became a feat difficult to achieve, even though he seemed to be only half a step away.

By now, Ming Cheng was apparently furious at Wang Zijia, who inexplicably wrecked his great start.

After receiving the power transfer, without needing any adaptation, his hands quickly performed the magic gesture, with mana gushing out.

’Demon Sword Dao: Blood Dragon Astonishing Sword!’

A three-foot-long blood sword flew out, and the blood-colored Demon Dragon behind it wrapped around the flying blood sword, shooting towards Wang Zijia.

’Cutting Heaven Seven Swords: Flying Immortal!’

From Wang Zijia’s hand, the dark red long sword, formed by the fusion of Five Ghosts, similarly turned into streaming light and rushed out.

’Ding ding...!’

The two swords met in the air, clashing hundreds of times in an instant.

The powerful force and the intensity of the attacks made both of them slightly overwhelmed.

"Damn, where did this guy come from! An enemy from a previous life?" Ming Cheng thought rapidly.

"With this intensity, he can fight! It seems he either stupidly didn’t prepare a reincarnation treasury for himself; or suddenly reincarnated before preparing; or he was prepared but the time was too short and planned to venture out only after reaching the Nascent God stage."

Contrary to the uncertainty in the hearts of Wang Zijia and Ming Cheng, the more Wang Zijia fought, the more determined he became to kill his opponent here and now.

Because the advantage of time was not on his side!

...

While thoughts raced and flying swords clashed ceaselessly in the air.

Wang Zijia waved his hand, and a Broken Long Spear appeared in his hand, the flame on the spear ignited immediately, wrapping around Wang Zijia’s entire body. Amid the rising heat waves, Wang Zijia seemed like a heavenly sovereign descending.

Grabbing the spear, he rushed towards the young Ming Cheng.

Without showing any weakness, Ming Cheng waved his hand, and another blood sword was formed, also rushing at Wang Zijia.

The sky exploded with spiritual light, the two of them seemed to teleport, constantly moving and fighting in the sky.

Sword light, spear shadows filled the sky.

Sometimes flying swords spun, sometimes spells bombarded.

After fighting at such a high speed for several minutes, both of them felt they had roughly figured out the other’s strength, and the warm-up probing was over.

At a certain moment, a golden light flashed in Wang Zijia’s eyes.

’The Way of the Heart: Demon Eye Fixed God!’

The golden Demon Eye, like a vertical pupil, stared at Ming Cheng, making his body stiff.

Wang Zijia took this opportunity to behead him with a single stroke of his sword.

However, his body, unbeknownst to anyone, had already been replaced by a copy.

The slain body dissipated into a blood-red aura, like a bewitching miasma, putting Wang Zijia in a daze.

At the same time, behind Wang Zijia, the figure of Ming Cheng abruptly emerged.

Likewise, as if Wang Zijia had stabbed him earlier, one sword pierced through his heart from the back.

However, despite having confirmed his successful sneak attack and the person in front of him doesn’t seem to be a dummy, Ming Cheng felt an inexplicable terror.

The Wang Zijia he stabbed turned into a weird human skin.

As the skin flipped and enveloped him as fast as lightning.

At that moment, the skin-masked Ming Cheng felt a great terror.

It was a feeling more terrifying than death, as if once enveloped by it, even his power to reincarnate after death would be in vain, and he would be eternally damned!

"Zhi Zhi!"

Without giving Ming Cheng a chance to react, the Spring and Autumn Evil Cicada within his body, which had just consumed a massive amount of power due to reincarnation, was startled awake and let out a peculiar hiss instinctively.

With its movement, an energy that was volatile, crazy, ominous, and eerie gushed out of its body. It was like the roar of an ancient fierce beast, carrying strong space-time fluctuations, it spread out in all directions.

"Crack!"

As the shock wave spread, instantly, cracks appeared in the surrounding space like a mirror.

Not only the power of space but also the erosion of time.

Obviously, the Spring and Autumn Evil Cicada was scared and instinctively drove the not-so-remaining power.

"Snap!"

The human skin was the first to be hit by the shock wave and shattered into several pieces.

Almost at the same time, Wang Zijia’s original body, which had somehow slipped into Ming Cheng’s back, was also hit unresponsive by the shock wave, his real body was revealed.

With the shattering of space, his figure also broke apart.

The next moment, his body turned into an extremely exquisite paper figure, crumbling into ashes.

Far away, the figure of Wang Zijia who had triggered a death substitution item appeared.

"Puff!"

Caught in horror, he vomited out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Although the paper figure substitution can substitute death, it cannot resist the damage caused by the life-bound magic weapon. Moreover, being the Skin Demon Instrument Body was not as simple as just being a life-bound weapon.

It was almost equivalent to his external avatar!

Wang Zijia recalled the broken instrument body that had broken into several pieces, wiped the fresh blood from his mouth.

Neither side immediately attacked again, but looked at each other with some lingering fear, falling into a brief standoff.

"It is indeed you, a reincarnation of the Evil Insect!" Wang Zijia spoke his first words to him.

"Painted Skin? Heterodox Dao? Who are you exactly, I don’t remember having an enemy like you in any of my previous lives!" Ming Cheng said with a gloomy face.

"Your executioner!" With these words, and with a flying sword by his side, Wang Zijia prepared to attack again.

However, after the thrilling close-quarters battle just now, Ming Cheng discovered that Wang Zijia might threaten his trump card, so he was unwilling to engage Wang Zijia in a dangerous brawl.

He didn’t even bother probing, and his entire body’s mana erupted, using his trump card!