CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 82: THE DISAPPOINTING...

Its crimson eyes penetrated with red light, stood silently for a moment, then suddenly looked in the direction where Lu Ren had left.

Bang!

In a crouch and stretch, the Corpse Demon shot out like a cannonball.

"Five minutes left..."

Having leaped a great distance with all his might, Lu Ren glanced at the watch attached to his combat suit. He stood up and slightly moved his body; the two Highly Concentrated Nutrient Pills he had swallowed made his stomach somewhat bloated, necessitating some movement for digestion.

With his current physique, the Phoenix Falcon Fist technique causes his stomach to churn, constantly digesting the ingested Highly Concentrated Nutrient Pills.

These Highly Concentrated Nutrient Pills, specially devised by officials for the overwhelmingly strong physique of Martial Arts Families, are akin to the Grain Avoidance Pills discussed in ancient Taoism, with the texture of Iron Pills, gleaming with gold.

The average person, given their digestion capability, might find that what goes in comes out looking the same, and if unaware, could even use them for hitting someone.

After four minutes, having stretched his limbs and felt an all-over comfort, Lu Ren sensed several Skill Level notifications in his mind, revealing a satisfied expression.

Time to leave!

As he was about to set off, an extremely heavy whistling noise suddenly came from behind him. Without thinking, Lu Ren lunged forward, barely managing to dodge. In mid-air, the dirt and stones splashing from behind hit him, causing painful sensations.

The moment he landed, Lu Ren scooted forward nearly ten meters like a startled raccoon struck by electricity. Midway, he drew his two swords, twisted, halted, and the powerful inertia dragged him for three meters, leaving two furrows on the ground with his feet.

Upon seeing the attacker, Lu Ren squinted, slightly bending his waist, and relaxed his muscles.

"Yo, isn’t this ’God’? Quite pathetic, isn’t it?"

Though Lu Ren showed a mocking expression at that moment, just moments ago, his body’s hormones surged under stress, triggering an unprecedented state.

If there had been any slip earlier, the Corpse Demon’s attack could have split him in half effortlessly.

Silent and speechless, the Corpse Demon’s crimson eyes suddenly brightened. A pair of red high-energy laser beams shot directly from its eyes towards Lu Ren.

Having been prepared, Lu Ren’s pupils contracted as he raised his Yan Form the moment the opponent’s eyes glowed red.

There’s no way to run; attempting to escape such laser attacks would be sheer folly unless he could increase his Agility by a few points, allowing him to outrun the opponent’s sight.

Right now, trying to flee would result in a very ugly ending.

He merely felt an overwhelming force conveyed from the Sword, the powerful energy sent Lu Ren’s body flying horizontally. Smashing through several trees as thick as a man’s embrace, he rolled several times on the ground before coming to a halt.

Not a direct-line laser?

High-heat but with kinetic energy!

The burning pain from the collision wasn’t much due to the massive adrenaline rush numbing him, making him feel not overly strong pain.

He propped himself up and glanced at the high-temperature singed wound on his shoulder, the Yan Form in his hand had already severed midway.

Fortunately, it only penetrated the shoulder muscle without damaging the bone.

The red laser emitted by the Corpse Demon was intensely hot, even instantaneously melting the sword made of high-carbon nano-alloy in his hand.

Thud!

Lu Ren, somewhat laboriously, raised his head to look at the Corpse Demon standing before him. It lowered its head, gazing straight at him.

"So, Blasphemer, do you have anything else to say?"

Lu Ren’s lip curled, his expression showing disdain: "You dare call yourself a God."

"If that’s your final word, then I’ll fulfill it."

Three!

Two!

One!

The Corpse Demon raised its sharp finger and pointed at Lu Ren’s forehead, then suddenly stabbed empty air.

Lu Ren had bizarrely vanished into thin air right before it.

Such an unprecedented shock made the Corpse Demon remain frozen for quite a while, confirming no further anomalies before slowly lowering its arm.

"Huh?"

The Corpse Demon squatted down, observing the black, clay-like object left where Lu Ren stood. Red light flickered within the clay, accompanied by a rapid ’beep beep’ sound.

"Beep... beep... beep beep beep beep beep!"

Boom!!!!

An earth-shattering explosion shook the entire forest, engulfing the Corpse Demon in enormous flames. The horrifying heat melted its body in less than a second, and the shockwave rapidly spread, uprooting trees within a fifty-meter radius and churning the earth like waves.

Subsequently, the lingering, thick shockwave continued to spread, leaving a mess in a several hundred-meter area.

"Ding, you successfully killed the Slippery Gourd (Corpse Demon form) with a bomb. By surpassing major tiers to defeat it, you gain 2 Free Attribute Points and 1 Skill Point."

"Ding, you successfully killed the Slippery Gourd (Corpse Demon form) with a bomb. By surpassing major tiers to defeat it, your Strength Proficiency increases by 1000."

"Ding, you successfully killed the Slippery Gourd (Corpse Demon form) with a bomb. By surpassing major tiers to defeat it..."

"Ding, you influenced certain events in the Underworld, obtaining five strands of world fortune. You gain 5 Free Attribute Points and 2 Skill Points."

A barrage of system notifications filled Lu Ren’s mind, intensifying his confusion and causing the chaotic sounds and urgent shouts around him to gradually fade away.

Eventually, his head tilted, and he completely lost consciousness.

"My goodness, what in the world has this guy gone through!"

Seeing Lu Ren fall out of the spatial anomaly, Xiao Chen, with quick eyes and hands, caught him and placed him on the emergency stretcher, clicking his tongue while examining the burn wounds from the left chest to the shoulder. The Yan Form in his hand had been directly severed, and his body was riddled with countless wounds of various sizes.

If not for his robust physique, the blood loss alone would have been fatal.

The remnants of the sword in his hand were riddled with countless grain-sized nicks, making it hard to imagine what terrifying battle he had endured.

Even seasoned veterans could not help but be shocked at this sight.

After the spatial anomaly appeared, domestic authorities had dispatched a special squad to guard it, manned with twenty-four-hour surveillance until the spatial fluctuation dissipated.

Having stationed there for a long time, Zhang Li saw Lu Ren fall out of the spatial anomaly in such a dreadful state, his expression changing uncontrollably. He reached out and examined Lu Ren’s body.

"He’s got many broken bones."

"Quickly, to the hospital!"

When Lu Ren awoke, it was seven days later. He cautiously scanned the surrounding environment and breathed in the familiar antiseptic smell, finally allowing himself to relax completely.

Home again!

The pain and itching throughout his body indicated that his wounded areas were gradually recovering.

After a brief silence, intending to move, Lu Ren realized he was wrapped like a dumpling, wrapped head to toe in bandages like a mummy.