After consuming the dangao pill, Yan Dongxu's violent rampage has become terrifyingly powerful.
His spatial ability seems inexhaustible, like a raging torrent enveloping Bei Xiao, attempting to instantly teleport him into the spatial rift that the Great Primordial Slash had carved out.
Bei Xiao immediately transformed into his werewolf form, his steel claws whirling like a tornado, tearing apart the spatial forces surging towards him.
He was furious, wanting to curse. The Coffin Masters abandoned him here, what's the deal?
He had expected the Coffin Masters to easily capture Yan Dongxu and the others, and take them to the headquarters of the Death Coffin to be slowly brainwashed.
But the plan had failed.
Yan Dongxu's spatial ability seemed to have undergone a second awakening, becoming outrageously powerful.
He had reached the Coffin Masters' level in a short time, at least possessing SSS-class combat power.
"You still dare to resist?"
Zhou Quan was equally infuriated. Seeing this unlucky wretch Bei Xiao, he naturally wanted to beat him up to vent his anger.
Scorching sword rays continuously rained down on Bei Xiao.
Bei Xiao's sharp claws were forcibly given a high-end manicure treatment, filed down to a smooth finish, bleeding profusely.
Woo!
Bei Xiao let out a wolf howl towards the sky.
It wasn't that he was weak; Yan Dongxu and the others were too strong.
Previously, he didn't understand why the Thousand-Faced Duke Chu Yuan died so easily.
Now, he finally knew.
The strength of these two was terrifying; he was no match for them.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A few old men appeared in the presidential suite.
Bei Xiao's heart sank.
Because he recognized the people in front of him.
The five leaders of the Superhuman Alliance.
Bei Xiao never dreamed that he would face these five people alone.
He immediately gave up resisting.
"Zhou Quan, Yan Dongxu, stop. With us here, he can't escape," said a fat old man with a goatee, smiling.
"What's the meaning of you old geezers? You want to protect him?" Yan Dongxu said displeased.
He didn't care who these old men were; he was furious and had to kill Bei Xiao.
"Even if you throw him into the spatial rift, he may not necessarily die. Cheng Xin's ability can rescue him. But if we take action, we can ensure his death!"
The goateed old man released a green supernatural aura, condensing into a green dragon silhouette around his body.
"The Green Saint! Qian Wanguan!" Bei Xiao uttered the old man's name after seeing his aura.
"Hmm, your grandfather didn't teach you well. I'll teach you, then send you to the afterlife to meet your grandfather," Qian Wanguan said, raising his hand.
The green dragon silhouette formed a giant dragon claw that seized Bei Xiao.
Bei Xiao's werewolf form, as tough as steel, was as fragile as paper in Qian Wanguan's grip.
"Ahh! You can't kill me! You and my grandfather were best friends!" Bei Xiao said painfully, unable to breathe in the dragon claw's grip.
"When your grandfather went astray, we were no longer friends. I killed your grandfather back then with my own hands, and today I'll kill you with my own hands, reuniting you with your grandfather in the underworld," the Green Saint Qian Wanguan said with a smile, causing Yan Dongxu's back to break out in a cold sweat.
This old man was undoubtedly a vicious person who hid a knife behind his smile.
Ah!!!
Bei Xiao's bones shattered with a cracking sound, about to meet his demise.
Suddenly, a black light pierced through, attempting to shatter the dragon claw silhouette.
"Heh heh heh! As expected, you couldn't resist interfering," Qian Wanguan chuckled, the four old men beside him vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Yan Dongxu's pupils constricted violently, realizing that Cheng Xin had not left and even wanted to rescue Bei Xiao.
"Sure enough, the old pepper is still spicy. I was wondering why that old man was so strong but didn't give Bei Xiao a quick death. Turns out he was fishing!" Qian Wanguan said, shattering Bei Xiao's body, then piercing Bei Xiao's brow with his finger before leaving.
"Zhou Quan, take Yan Dongxu to the Alliance's medical room. He consumed so many golden pills; his meridians can't withstand it. Once the drug effects wear off, he'll be in bad shape."
Zhou Quan nodded, unhesitatingly leaving with Yan Dongxu.
"I'm fine, I feel great now, I don't need treatment," Yan Dongxu declined, still concerned about Liu Xinyu and unwilling to go with Zhou Quan.
"I won't harm you. Don't believe me? I can seal one of your meridians for you to experience it."
Zhou Quan tapped on his body twice.
The area between the two points felt like it was being twisted by a knife, instantly causing Yan Dongxu to break out in a cold sweat, curling up in mid-air, not daring to move.
He told Zhou Quan Liu Xinyu's location and asked him to bring her along.
Afterwards, they went to the Alliance's medical room.
Lying on the sickbed, Yan Dongxu felt a surge of pain, his entire body aching with increasing intensity.
Ah!
He was about to be driven insane, feeling like he had been thrown into a vat of oil.
"Well, well, we meet again so soon."
A familiar voice sounded beside the bed.
Yan Dongxu felt exasperated, silently cursing that it was Zhao Yunyun!
"Get out! I don't want to see you," Yan Dongxu said hoarsely, his voice raspy from the intense pain.
"Tsk tsk tsk, still angry?" Zhao Yunyun said with a smile, her fingers tracing over his body.
Zhao Yunyun's fingers felt like knives, amplifying the pain wherever they passed.
"Just you wait!" Yan Dongxu growled.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. You really risked your life, consuming so many golden pills at once. Weren't you afraid of being blown up?" Zhao Yunyun said, her green supernatural energy flowing.
Soon, the pain in Yan Dongxu's body began to subside.
He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but make a humming sound, feeling like he was bathing in a spring breeze, extremely relaxed.
"Don't underestimate the potency of those golden pills. I drew several bags of your blood yesterday, yet you've already recovered," Zhao Yunyun said with a smile.
Yan Dongxu, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly became alert, eyes wide open. "You only drew my blood?"
"Of course, what did you think I would do to you?"
"Then why did you change my pants?"
"After examining your leg muscles, I helped you put your pants back on. But yours were too difficult to wear, so I changed them for you."
Yan Dongxu's eyelids twitched, thinking this was a strange situation that made him overthink.
Soon, his body fully recovered thanks to Zhao Yunyun's unparalleled healing ability.
"How's Liu Xinyu?" he asked with concern.
"Don't worry, she woke up early and is waiting outside, worried about you. I deliberately didn't let her in, letting her worry about you for a little longer," Zhao Yunyun said nonchalantly, her hands in the pockets of her white coat. "Bye bye. Don't overexert yourself tonight," she added with a wink before leaving.
Yan Dongxu: "..."
He stretched his body, feeling fine, then went out.
Zhou Quan and Liu Xinyu were waiting for him at the entrance.
"Are you really okay?" Zhou Quan asked with concern.
"I'm fine now, feeling great. Was Cheng Xin captured?" Yan Dongxu asked about the matter he cared about.
"No! She got away! That woman is too cunning. Even with the old masters' intervention, they only severely injured her. In the end, she slipped away," Zhou Quan said regretfully.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
