Serpents... butterflies... missiles... laser beams... fireworks... smiley faces...
’Are all the creatures in the Immortal Origin Land this bizarre?’
Yang An’s mind was a ss. Before he could even figure out why these fantastical things were appearing, he raised a hand, activated his Red Wheel Infinite Body, and threw a punch.
His Power combined with Magic Light. Dozens of ters away, a Golden Radiance flashed, instantly blasting the smiley face into nothingness.
’Surely it won’t reappear now, right?’
He took a few hesitant steps back. Only when nothing new appeared did he finally compose himself.
’Weird! This is too weird!’
He had to find soone else to confirm sothing. Was he the only one seeing these things, or was everyone else experiencing them too?
’This is crucial!’
’If it’s the forr, then the source of all this has sothing to do with .’
’If it’s the latter, then this so-called Immortal Origin Land is sohow connected to modern society.’
Yang An couldn’t tell which was more likely. His only option was to find soone else first.
But as he turned around, his expression froze.
On the ground before him, withered, bone-white skeletal hands clawed their way out from underground, as if the earth had suddenly blood with a hundred deathly pale flowers.
One after another, full skeletons climbed out of the earth.
Ordinary skeletons would have been one thing; that wouldn’t have surprised Yang An.
But after these skeletons erged, their bone-white bodies suddenly took on a cold, tallic sheen. In an instant, their bones had turned to steel.
In the blink of an eye, the skeletons had transford into... chs!
Their once-hollow eye sockets began to glow with red electronic light. Their bodies looked incredibly durable and futuristic as they all charged toward Yang An.
’Oh, really? So this is how we’re playing it, huh?’
A vast curtain of dark red flas erupted from Yang An’s body. Aided by his Lighting thod for Spiritual Clarity, he was almost certain this was no illusion, but reality.
These chs had no aura of a Cultivation Level; they were entirely mundane creations, which only made them more bizarre.
But that was all they were. Regardless, these mundane things couldn’t harm him in the slightest.
Wreathed in the vast flas, Yang An beca a blur, streaking through the hundred-odd chs. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind them.
As he reappeared, the fiery light erupted, engulfing all the chs and instantly lting them into lumps of scrap iron.
Yang An didn’t stick around to see what would happen next. He was afraid that at this rate, even Transforrs might show up.
After all, everything he had encountered so far was a chaotic ss; he couldn’t rule out the possibility.
He transford into a black shadow and sped into the distance without a backward glance.
And after Yang An left, the area quickly grew quiet again, as if nothing had ever happened.
Strange sounds of commotion constantly reached his ears, but Yang An paid them no mind, weaving swiftly through the mountain forest.
The mont he stopped, those things would swarm him like maggots on a corpse.
After traveling for the ti it takes an incense stick to burn, having lost track of how far he’d run, Yang An suddenly heard screams coming from nearby.
’Soone’s nearby!’
Yang An imdiately headed toward the commotion, eventually landing in a large tree.
Below, several Cultivators were fleeing in a blind panic. Two of them, their bodies half-rotted, had been left behind, unable to keep up with the others.
The screams ca from those two Cultivators. Their eyes were filled with terror as if they were looking at sothing horrifying, yet they were unable to escape.
Following their gaze, Yang An saw a man with a longsword approaching slowly. He raised his weapon and struck at the two fallen n.
The blade swiped across both their necks. In an instant, their bodies began to decay, rapidly turning into skeletons that then crumbled to the ground, all signs of life gone.
After killing the two n, the swordsman, despite Yang An standing on a branch nearby, seed not to see him at all. His face was blank as he continued his pursuit of the other fleeing Cultivators.
Yang An’s brow furrowed as he watched this unfold.
The two Cultivators who had been killed were only at the Early Stage of Corpse Transformation. The swordsman’s Cultivation Level was also at the Early Stage of Corpse Transformation.
’They were all at the Corpse Transformation stage, yet he cut them down as if they were nothing. How is he so strong?’
Soon, a series of screams echoed from the distance. Clearly, the fleeing Cultivators had been caught. The commotion lasted for a few breaths before falling completely silent.
In Yang An’s perception, the auras of those people scattered and vanished. They had all been killed.
Those were all Corpse Transformation Cultivators, and there was no shortage of Mid and Late Stage practitioners among them.
’For soone at the Early Stage of Corpse Transformation to finish them all off so quickly... his combat prowess is absurd!’
But things were about to get even more absurd.
RUMBLE... The earth trembled, countless trees toppled, and the ground caved in. A colossal chanical monster burst from underground and charged swiftly toward Yang An.
At the sa ti, the swordsman who had left earlier returned along the sa path.
Right before Yang An’s eyes, the colossal chanical monster suddenly changed direction, heading for the swordsman. And then...
KLANG! SHINK! THUNK—
Amid a cacophony of chanical locking sounds, the swordsman actually rged with the chanical monster, forming a colossal robot! It stood over five zhang tall, completely encased in chanical armor, and wielded a two-zhang-long chanical greatsword as wide as a door panel.
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