CHAPTER 709: CHAPTER 345: SISTER’S GUIDANCE

Jiang Chunyang sipped his hot tea, gazing at the densely packed red dots flickering on the projection screen, reminiscent of the red spots that spread across the bodies of those infected with a disease, imparting an intensely creepy and chilling feeling.

Anyone with trypophobia absolutely should not be looking at this.

The image on the projection screen changed.

Experimental subjects, akin to walking dead, roamed the long streets, naked with hollow eyes.

The young girls on the street thought they had encountered exhibitionists and screamed in fright.

Some drunken men boldly approached to flirt.

Because among the experimental subjects were quite a few young women, their bodies voluptuous and exposed.

As a result, those men were bitten in the throat as soon as they approached, unable even to scream, they convulsed until they gradually went limp, losing all vitality, and turned into corpses.

Some of the girls were not spared either, being devoured by experimental subjects that suddenly emerged from the alleys.

"According to the intelligence passed on by the Think Tank, each of these subjects harbors an Ancient God Clan entity within them. They are both the host and the vessel. Under normal circumstances, they can be classified as juvenile, adult, or mutant forms."

The old man looked at the document just transmitted to his hand and said calmly, "The juveniles are not very powerful, adults require Superdimensional Level Ascenders to handle... mutants, they even have the capacity to kill those at the Holy Land Level."

Netherworld asked seriously, "Even you’ve never seen them?"

Jiang Chunyang shook his head, "No."

It should be known that this old man is even fifty years older than Taiqing and Taihua.

He’s practically a living fossil in the world of Ascenders.

If even he hasn’t seen them, it can only be said that they are products of a cross-era phenomenon.

"To find out exactly what they are, we need to capture a living mutant form."

The old man casually turned off the projection equipment and said without expression, "But whatever this ghostly thing is, doing this in Yingzhou Island is a slap in my face from the Order of the Hidden."

"Doesn’t it look like we’ve already violated the Ascender International Convention? Won’t the Ether Association directly bring Heaven’s Punishment crashing down on us? Or will Rhein and Lin Dong come with a replica of the Heavenly Person’s Wedge to bombard us?" Netherworld, having been vice-chairman of the Ether Association, knew all too well what the people of the Order World would do.

In truth, after this matter escalates, the Order World will certainly be coming to Yingzhou Island to take a look.

Including the Orochi Society, they will inevitably be held accountable.

This matter is quite troublesome.

He donned a black long coat, retrieved a rustic Demon Slayer Blade from the sword rack by the window, and said calmly, "Having nothing else to do tonight, I’ll go test that guy’s abilities."

In the distance beyond the floor-to-ceiling window, a massive helicopter could be faintly seen roaring by.

Netherworld casually waved his knife, the blade’s radiance interlaced, effortlessly tearing through space and creating a terrifying black hole.

In an instant, his silhouette was swallowed by the black hole.

For the Candle Yin God, they possess the authority to traverse time and space, so distance is never an issue.

Jiang Chunyang looked up.

In the night sky, a fleeting scarlet lightning bolt flashed by, with a ghastly and fearsome knife mark spanning the void, accompanied by the sound of the blade’s tremor, exploding like thunder in the silence!

Boom!

The helicopter was split in two, and a menacing iron sword shot up to the sky.

"Netherworld, compared to that young lady on the Ghost Slayer Path, you’re far behind."

Mr. Solomon flew with his sword, his overwhelming Sword Intent almost covering the sky, and the night’s pervasive dampness seemed to become sharp; myriad threads of mist intertwined and surged like a tempest.

Netherworld suddenly flickered to a high place, his black coat billowing.

The blade vibrated, the shattered Time-Space Gap shimmered.

Ultimate One Strike!

Evidently, this CEO of You Ying Group has fully committed to kill.

Mr. Solomon was drenched in blood, clearly suffering from severe injuries, presenting a perfect opportunity.

The saying goes, while sick, go for the kill!

"Since the young lady has already made a move, surviving is indeed a miracle." Netherworld let himself fall, as one of the strongest in the Dark World, he could naturally see who had injured this strange person.

The good news is, at least the young lady has not fallen into the hands of the Order of the Hidden.

The bad news is, the young lady’s aura has once again hidden away, and no one can find her.

"The one who can kill me hasn’t been born yet."

Mr. Solomon broke through the fierce winds with his sword at command, not having used any kind of Supreme Law thus far, he merely attempted to raise his right hand, gathering the boundless clouds into a virtual sword, slashing downward!

With a bang, the glass curtain walls of the skyscrapers on either side of the street shattered, and suddenly a crisscrossing trench appeared on the road, even the parked cars on the roadside were split, the road collapsed in the middle and cracked open like an abyss!

Netherworld flickered behind him like a specter, the blade light flashed and disappeared.

Mr. Solomon, as if having anticipated this, slashed with his sword!

In this ultimate showdown of the strongest output professions, the pinnacle clash of Ghost Slayer and Sword Sect!

At the instant the blade and sword were about to collide, an aged face suddenly emerged on the firmament.

Like a ghost, like a god!

The brightly lit Tokyo silently dimmed, as if cloaked by an abyss, silent as the grave.

Jiang Chunyang made his move, the Ninth-order Taiyi God, Dark Realm Curtain!

Mr. Solomon’s slashing motion slightly paused, and then abruptly, the swiftly approaching blade light tore him apart!

Boom!

A terrifying explosion echoed in the night sky, and in the deafening shock burst, ancient whispers seemed to resound, like the murmurs of countless ghosts gathering, swiftly fading away.