With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 74: Soul of the Eight Extremes, The Mighty Cannon

On the other end of the phone, Luo Guanyun was silent for a few seconds, then spoke gravely:

[Do you have to go?]

ng Chuan gritted his teeth, answering resolutely:

[This matter started because of , I dragged Uncle into this, I have to go.]

His mind conjured the image of his uncle’s ticulous care for him in their everyday life.

"The opponents are clearly prepared, but so what? If I choose to hide like a coward this ti, I’ll never forgive myself."

"Better to die valiantly than live cowardly."

Luo Guanyun, helpless yet sowhat gratified, said:

[Alright, give the address, I’ll let Long Jiu know to rush over, he’s quicker than in the city.]

As he spoke, the Thunder True Qi surged around Luo Guanyun.

A cloud ford of True Qi materialized out of nowhere and settled steadily at his feet.

In an instant, his coat tails flapped in the strong wind, leaving behind a fleeting trace.

[There are so things your uncle surely doesn’t want to see. If sothing is impossible...do not force it, prioritize your own safety.]

[Understood.]

The phone call ended and ng Chuan imdiately cald down.

Staying cool during significant events, his gaze was calm yet brimd with lethal intent.

Outside the house, clouds dense as ink filled the night sky.

Raindrops as large as beans fell from the clouds, weaving into a curtain of rain.

Torrential downpour, gales roaring.

ng Chuan expressionlessly mounted Master Luo’s motorcycle, reaching to steadily fix the hood of his windbreaker.

Raindrops pitter-pattered against the engine cover, ng Chuan’s hands tightly gripping the handlebars, as the engine roared to life, plunging the motorcycle into the curtain of rain.

...

On the empty street, the heavy motorcycle roared like a black panther, wildly weaving through the night.

ng Chuan’s eyes were fixed firmly ahead, rain like pillars couldn’t blur his vision at all.

He clenched his jaw, twisting the grip all the way, as if channeling all his strength into this steel beast.

On the dashboard at this mont, the needle was pointing to a hundred eighty degrees.

"Whirr-wee~ Whirr-wee."

While skirting a street corner, the wind and rain carried the faint sound of sirens, creeping into his ears from afar.

ng Chuan’s gaze instantly turned wary, then he discarded his thoughts and continued to accelerate away.

"Don’t complicate matters."

Suddenly!

A shadow darted out from the street like a phantom.

Because of his speed, ng Chuan only caught a glimpse of black in the corner of his eye, unable to discern what it was.

But those eyes, crimson as blood, leaving trails of long red light in the night were striking.

No ti to think, he steeled his resolve, gripping the handlebars tightly, and barreled straight towards the shadow.

"No matter what you are, block my path and you die!"

——Boom!

The enormous collision resounded in the night, the creature like a mantis trying to stop a cart, was flung like a rag doll by ng Chuan, sliding dozens of ters across the wet ground.

In that critical mont of impending collision, ng Chuan decisively abandoned the bike.

In an instant, Inch Step provided explosive power, shooting him like a black sword from the seat, landing heavily on the ground, then rolling with the impact for about a dozen ters before halting.

Rising to his feet, ng Chuan peeled off the damaged hood, rainwater sliding down his cheeks.

He stared intently in the direction of where the creature had fallen.

"Should be dead, right?"

At that mont, a sudden change!

The creature lying on the ground slowly began to struggle to its feet.

Its movent was sowhat sluggish, but exuded an indescribable eeriness.

"Boom!"

A lightning bolt struck.

In the occasional flashes of lightning through the rain, ng Chuan vaguely saw his collision had opened a huge hole in the center of the creature’s chest.

Above this hole, there was a faint peculiar glow, flickering unsteadily.

Looking at this scene, ng Chuan’s heart sank.

Another rumble of thunder revealed the bloody face of the monster.

"Is that... Wang Xudong?"

ng Chuan was stunned and uncertain.

"Wang Xudong" slowly drew closer to him.

Its exposed chest heaving in the rain, its two thick arms covered in densely packed, varied pustules.

Each pustule’s tip oozed nauseating yellow liquid, which the rain constantly washed over, making the sight all the more gross.

The closer Wang Xudong got, the more ng Chuan was stunned by his transformation.

Recalling the words Hu Jiarui said at school about Yong’an City’s notorious Human Demon.

"So this is Yong’an City’s fad Human Demon."

"Didn’t expect it to be you, Wang Xudong."

The oppressing violent aura rushing at him was at least ten tis stronger than during the martial arts tournant.

"I don’t know if you held back then, or if the Demon Skill transford you like this."

"But none of it matters."

ng Chuan wiped rainwater from his face, cracking his neck with a series of pops.

"Despite you changing into this ghastly form, I seem to be stronger, Uncle is still waiting for ."

"One minute, I’ll finish you."

The soul of Bajiquan burned within his chest, the coat dancing wildly in the air.

ng Chuan’s figure erupted through the storm, instantly appearing before the monster, a heavy punch slicing through the wind viciously hitting its head.

The monster reacted quickly, sharply raising its thick arm to block, "Bang!" amid the explosive clash, pus splattered everywhere!

ng Chuan used the montum to leap and flip backwards, the light in Wang Xudong’s chest flashed and he accelerated fiercely towards ng Chuan.

——Boom!

In a split second, the storm-bursting lightning lit up the ground, and the two figures collided fiercely!

"Bang! Bang!"

The roadside trash cans were overturned by the shockwaves of their fists, clattering against the walls, scattering garbage everywhere.

Amid their intertwining shadows, Fist Strength severed a streetlight in half, "Boom!" it crashed to the ground.

Their fists and feet clashed, rely montarily erupting dozens of fierce crashes, resounding endlessly through the boundless night.

Lightning and thunder-filled night.

As Wang Xudong’s form moved swifter with the chest’s brightening, gradually out-speeding ng Chuan.

ng Chuan remained calm, heavy punches laced with storms, pressing stubbornly forward.

The howling gale wrapped within Fist Strength, sweeping across the street.

A storm rose in its wake, light and dark intertwining Inner Strength spawned from the Limit Breaking Cannon Fist.

——Wind Sweeps Away the Clouds!

There was nowhere to hide, its body inside and out ripped apart instantly by explosive power, pus and flesh flying everywhere, emitting piercing shrieks.

"Sigh, its weakness, should be that glowing thing in the chest."

"Wang Xudong" still hadn’t fallen, ng Chuan pressed forward, continuing to punch, Fist Strength etched onto its chest, unleashing eruption after eruption of blood splashes.

A mont passed.

"Wang Xudong’s" struggling ceased, its shattered figure collapsed backwards, unable to rise again.