"What the hell?" Yang Ze didn’t even have ti to react when he saw that thing rushing towards him.
"FUCK." Anyone would be frightened out of their wits upon seeing a three-ter-long monstrosity, much less soone like him who ca from modern Earth.
When was the last ti he saw such a scene and such a monster?
But after the brief delay, he imdiately reacted by jumping back, barely managing to dodge the punch that shattered the ground where he initially stood.
"What is this thing?" After missing its mark, the thing stopped for a mont, as if frozen.
Yang Ze imdiately looked at its panel, and the mont he did, his breathing ca to a halt.
[Blood Corpse]
[Realm: 1st Vein Expansion]
[Talent: None]
The information about it was simple, but it gave Yang Ze an idea of what he was going up against.
"Blood Corpse?" He had never heard that term before. Its height, coupled with its strength at the Vein Expansion realm, made Yang Ze unsure of whether to act or run.
Though n of this world were suppressed and couldn’t go toe to toe against won, the thing in front of him was no woman.
That thing between his legs that was hanging loosely was absolutely grotesque to even look at. It was as if tens, if not hundreds penises were chopped off and strung together before being stitched on this monstrosity.
While Yang Ze was watching, the blood corpse stood up before plunging towards him once again, but this ti, Yang Ze didn’t dodge; instead, he took a deep breath and ignored the rotten sll overwhelming the surroundings and focused on the blood corpse rushing towards him.
He then raised his hand before using his Black Tiger Fist technique.
In the next instant, his hand turned pitch black in colour as if it were enveloped by a thin layer of dark fog.
The first grade of Black Tiger Technique that doubles one’s strength.
Without any hesitation, Yang Ze punched with all his might at the Blood Corpse, which didn’t seem to be aware of the punch’s strength.
It didn’t stop... it didn’t dodge... it didn’t block...
It t the attack head-on.
*BANG
With a loud sound that was enough to split a mortal’s ear, the ground beneath them trembled for a mont as a few pieces of rock rolled down the cliff into the abyss beneath.
The scene of Blood Corpse flying away or its chest bursting open, as Yang Ze imagined, didn’t occur.
He could feel that he managed to hit the Blood Coprse directly on its chest, but...
But it didn’t cause it any harm.
The blood corpse just stood there as if frozen by Yang Ze’s attack.
Yang Ze, on the other hand, felt his heart almost leap out of his chest when he saw the Blood Corpse’s eyes slowly moving and staring at him.
Those were eyes filled with such cruelty and murderous rage, a sight the likes of which Yang Ze never thought possible to behold.
And this small pause of his was enough for the Blood Corpse to suddenly fling its hand, directly hitting Yang Ze on the chest as he flew like a cannonball before plunging into the hill behind him, bringing a few pieces of broken stones down with him.
"Ugh!" Yang Ze felt as if the entire world was spinning. He felt a sweetness in his throat as blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
Just one causal attack from the Blood Corpse was enough to throw him away like a ragdoll and cause so internal injury.
Falling onto the ground, he didn’t even have ti to lift his head when he felt the ground beneath him tremble once again, and the sa rotten stench overwheld his senses as he saw the figure of the Blood Corpse running towards him with another ear-splitting screech.
"WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
"Damn it." This ti, Yang Ze didn’t dare to take it lightly. He finally used the newly gained talent from Cang Yue that he never had ti to practise... Etheral Shadow Step.
The next mont, his figure disappeared from its original position with a blue light as he directly appeared at the very end of the steep hill, just a hair’s breadth away from falling down.
"FUCK." Looking at the deep abyss beneath him, Yang Ze almost fainted with fright. Though the movent talent was powerful and with it, he could easily dodge the Blood Corpse, it was not without its shortcomings.
He could choose the direction, but he couldn’t choose the distance. At most, he would travel five to ten ters with every step.
In any other place, it would be an extrely powerful skill, but on the steep cliff.... It was a death sentence.
If he mistakenly travelled too far, then what greeted him was the endless abyss beneath him.
Without the ability to fly... he didn’t dare to imagine his outco.
The mont Yang Ze disappeared from his initial position, the Blood Corpse’s entire body plunged in that particular place, causing dust to fly everywhere. If Yang Ze were still there, he would have been flattened into a atpaste.
But it didn’t stop the Blood Corpse for too long, as it imdiately looked in Yang Ze’s direction and rushed towards him again.
"Can I make him fall down the cliff?" The mont this idea ca to Yang Ze’s mind, it was hard to suppress.
From what he had seen, the Blood Corpse seed to be a mindless monster that would plunge in his direction every single ti.
At the mont, Yang Ze was standing at the very edge of the cliff.
If he managed to lure the Blood Corpse and move away at the perfect mont, this thing will fall down.
Yang Ze didn’t believe that this thing would still be ’alive’ after falling from such a height.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the nausea on his face due to the rotting sll before bending his knees and getting into the position.
The mont this thing plunges towards him, he would use his skill talent again to rush towards the cliff. The worst that would happen to him is that he would hit the cliff head-on.
Five ters...
Four ters...
The Blood Corpse seed to have no mind of its own as it rushed towards Yang Ze.
Three ters...
Two ters...
Yang Ze’s breathing almost stopped as he saw it arrive in front of him.
One ter...
At this distance, Yagn Ze’s breathing almost stopped, and his face turned incomparably serious.
The mont this thing jumped at him, he would use his movent talent.
But...
Once the distance between him and the Blood Corpse was one ter, the Blood Corpse suddenly stopped.
"What the?" Yang Ze was stunned for a mont. He didn’t know why this thing stopped.
But before he had ti to think, he saw the most ridiculous scene of his life. Sothing that he didn’t dare to imagine before.
He saw the Blood Corpse raising its hand as a thin, translucent layer of white ford on it.
"Internal energy!" Yang Ze couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. He didn’t expect the Blood Coprse to be able to use the Internal energy. In his eyes, it was a dead thing, and the so-called Vein Expansion realm that it had was akin to flesh strength.
After all, how could a dead thing control Internal energy? It was sothing that was exclusive to the living beings.
But he didn’t have ti to think about it.
He saw the Blood Corpse raising his hand covered with internal energy before punching towards him.
"FUCK." This ti, Yang Ze didn’t hesitate. He imdiately chose to use Etheral Shadow Step as his figure disappeared from its place.
And the mont he disappeared, a small ball of white light, invisible to the naked eye, fell upon the place where he was standing.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
With the sound of a loud explosion, the entire ground cracked like a mirror, and the edge that Yang Ze was standing on was blasted into pieces.
Yang Ze, on the other hand, found himself standing in front of the cliff, just a hair’s width away from hitting his face into the cliff’s body.
The sound of the explosion shook him to the core. He wasn’t expecting that monstrosity to even use Internal energy outside the body.
He just gritted his teeth and wanted to escape from this place.
Going against the Vein Expansion monster with his Foundation forging peak realm was nothing but suicide. Especially when he was at a terrain disadvantage.
But even if he wanted to leave, he had to ask whether the Blood Corpse was willing to let him go or not.
The mont he turned around, he felt another wave of invisible attack hurling towards him, and the Blood Corpse stood just a ter away from him.
Yang Ze didn’t say anything but just tapped the ground slightly before using the force to jump and push his body away, barely dodging the internal energy attack.
The Blood Corpse didn’t stop there. It kept on using its internal energy to attack Yang Ze relentlessly from a distance of one ter.
After such a relentless barrage of attacks, Yang Ze’s back was covered in cold sweat.
"I can’t dodge it forever." Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind to take care of this bastard first.
Barely dodging the next attack, which brushed past his robe, shattering it into fragnts, Yang Ze took a deep breath, opened his mouth slightly and using almost twenty per cent of his total internal energy, used the skill that he was least willing to use.
"scrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeccccccchhhhhhhhhhhh"
An ear-piercing sound ca from Yang Ze’s mouth that was neither human nor animal. This screech soon enveloped the entire cliff. Not only the one he was standing on, but even the few cliffs in the distance seed to tremble due to this sound.
It was one of the strongest attack talents that he had.....
"Inverted Wail."
It was an attack that bypasses one’s defence to directly target one’s source of internal energy.
Against the mindless Blood Corpse, it was the perfect weapon.
And sure enough... The mont Yang Ze used the skill, the Blood Corpse ca to an abrupt halt as the face that was stitched upon its head began to writhe in agony.
Not only the face above its head, but even the faces that were stitched all over its body began to writhe in agony before letting out blood-curdling screams.
"WEWEWEWEWWEEWSEWE"
"WOWOWOWOWOOWWOOWWO"
"SUSUSUSUSUUSUUSSSUSUSU"
Hundreds of faces all making different kinds of sounds.
For a mont, Yang Ze felt his head was about to split open.
Biting the tip of his tongue, he regained consciousness before looking at the Blood Corpse, which had sohow managed to regain its function.
"You have got to be kidding ." Yang Ze couldn’t help but curse under his breath.
The Inverted Wail that he used with twenty percent of his total internal energy was enough to even immobilise a Foundation forging expert, but it seed to have almost no effect on the Blood Corpse.
Seeing the Blood Corpse rushing towards him, Yang Ze took a step back as two more Yang Ze appeared out of thin air beside him.
The three of them then began to run in a zig-zag motion.
The appearance of two more Yang Ze made the Blood Corpse stop in its tracks. It didn’t know where two more people popped out from. But it didn’t stop him from rushing forward, trying to kill them.
Two figures were still running around in circles, whereas the third figure suddenly rushed in the opposite direction.
The Blood Corpse ignored the one running away and focused on the two figures in front of it, which were still running around.
*BANG
With a loud sound, it punched with internal energy only for its attack to pass through the figure and land on the ground behind it.
"....."
"....."
*BANG
*BANG
*BANG
It kept on throwing punches infused with Internal energy, hoping to shatter those figures into countless pieces. But no matter how hard he struck or how much internal energy he used, his attack directly passed through their bodies as if they weren’t even there.
Were it a person or a Demonic Beast, they would have understood that these two figures were rely illusions, but unfortunately, the Blood Corpse didn’t have that much thinking capacity.
It just kept on attacking as Yang Ze slowly stepped back, hoping to retreat from the place and escape the pursuit of this damned thing.
His plan was perfect, and it would have co to fruition, too. Unfortunately, after a few more futile attacks, the Blood Corpse raised its hand before directly hitting its own chest, and the mont it did that, an invisible shockwave spread in all directions, directly annihilating the two illusory figures.
"What the..." Yang Ze didn’t even have ti to be surprised as he looked at the Blood Corpse, which had now turned around and was gazing at him with eyes full of ruthlessness and murderous rage...
"Screw it." Yang Ze took a deep breath as he readied himself for the battle.
It seems no matter what he tried, there was no way to get out of this predicant. He could only face the Blood Corpse head-on.
With this resolve, he slowly raised his hand as seven more figures appeared beside him, who were similar to him. The mont they appeared, they just stood there with closed eyes, not even moving one muscle.
The Blood Corpse seed to have anticipated this as it raised its hand and struck its chest again, sending a shockwave around it once again.
However, unlike before, this didn’t dissipate the seven figures beside Yang ze.
After all, they weren’t illusions.
"Sevenfold Illusion." Yang Ze muttered softly as he rushed towards the Blood Corpse, and at the sa ti, one of the seven figures that was the exact replica of Yang Ze opened its eyes and followed behind Yang Ze, both raising their hands, which were covered in a thin layer of black internal energy.....
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