CHAPTER 112: CHAPTER 112: CAN HUMANS TRULY ACHIEVE IMMORTALITY?

As her voice fell, a pale pink barrier instantly appeared around her.

The laser sword was immediately blocked by the pink barrier and, using its own force, threw the man far away.

He gripped the sword with one arm, stabbing it into the ground. The enormous resistance finally stopped his rolling, and when he came to a complete stop, his heel barely scraped the edge of the stage.

The man’s red eyes deepened. He raised his sword again to attack her. Similarly, the sword was instantly deflected as it touched the pink barrier, but this time, he attacked the pink barrier with the superpower he had been charging beneath his palm.

Instantly, a massive fire dragon engulfed the petite figure of the young female.

The previously noisy spectators were suddenly silent, concentrating intensely, as countless pairs of eyes focused on the center of the stage.

"Will it be the unstoppable attack that prevails, or the impenetrable defense?"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, with everyone holding their breath, focused on the center of the stage.

The raging fire dragon’s aura gradually extinguished, the blazing red flames receding bit by bit, gradually revealing the scene that had been submerged.

The young female stood in place, maintaining her initially relaxed posture, her white floral dress seemingly lifted by a gentle breeze. The rich pink hue almost solidified around her, keeping her unharmed.

A cold disdain in her brows and eyes added impact to this dramatic scene.

Such a delicate female, yet she remained unscathed under the Beastman’s full-powered attack!

In an instant, a fierce cheer erupted around them.

The sharp and chaotic noise urgently stimulated Ruan Li’s fragile eardrums. She bit the soft flesh on the inside of her cheek, tasting a sudden hint of blood in her mouth.

So noisy.

Too noisy.

Ruan Li lifted her eyes, her gaze falling on that familiar face.

The seductive yet unbridled expression, a familiar face, a stranger in appearance.

She didn’t want to play anymore.

She raised her eyes again, her gaze falling upon the camera hidden in the dazzling lights, and said:

"I’m done playing, carry on without me."

Turning, she was about to leave, like a butterfly fluttering away in late summer, flapping her wings to find her resting place.

Ruan Ying, who was closely monitoring the situation, saw her provocative words and instead of getting angry, showed a hint of a smile.

Lan Ruo, standing next to Ruan Ying, noticed the smile on her face, and a barely detectable emotion flickered in her eyes.

"If Little Li leaves, wouldn’t that..."

"Pshhh——"

The sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh was heard, and the surrounding clamor instantly receded like a tidal wave.

Ruan Li looked at the man under her foot, who had been pierced through the chest by the laser sword. Her cold voice could not conceal her disdain, "Attacking from behind is a bit much."

She coldly surveyed the man pinned beneath her. His identical features, lips trembling and pale from the injury, seemed to want to say something.

"Just a little more..."

Ruan Li didn’t hear his voice, nor did she care what he wanted to say.

"If you take another step towards me, I will not hold back."

She pressed down the taste of blood in her mouth with the tip of her tongue, her eyebrows furrowing, suppressing the discomfort of her body’s energy and blood surging, her brain’s nerves taut yet repeatedly hammered by bursting blood, leaving her almost with a splitting headache. She had no desire to entangle with these people.

The heart pounded wildly, vehemently knocking within her chest cavity.

Ruan Li pinched her fingertips, her steps somewhat unsteady as she left. Her heart rate was too fast, her chest unbearably stuffy.

But she was clearly unhurt, so why was she feeling this way?

Her thumping brain couldn’t support her to think through this problem. She just wanted to leave this filthy place.

The person almost pinned to the ground by the laser sword unexpectedly pulled out the sword barehanded and, ignoring the wound, launched another attack at the departing person.

However, in the next moment, countless pink Crystal Stones pierced through his chest like countless flying blades.

Ruan Li endured the nearly splitting headache and the intense pain of blood coursing harshly throughout her body. For a moment, her brown-black eyes seemed to redden. She clenched her teeth as blood she had suppressed for a long time surged eagerly from inside her mouth.

Behind her, the man whose body was pierced by the Crystal Stones quickly fell to the ground, and a pool of fresh red blood spilled onto the floor.

Ruan Li turned her head to look, and her heart, which had suddenly tightened, was overwhelmed with nearly tearing pain.

The man lay on the ground, using all his strength to turn his head to look at her, his expression was of relief and ease.

Ruan Li was unaware of her emotions changing, anger washing over her brain repeatedly. She walked to Xu Mo, saw his pitiful state, bent down, and grabbed his neck, frowning slightly, "Do you want me dead that much?"

Xu Mo’s current state was extremely wretched. The damage caused by the laser sword was not serious for a Beastman; it could heal naturally. However, the penetrating wounds caused by the pink Crystal Stones just formed by Ruan Li could not be healed merely by the Beastman’s self-recovery ability.

Gushing blood poured from the numerous small and dense holes.

The stench of blood stimulated Ruan Li’s nerves. Her fingers tightened, leaving marks on his slender neck. Even that blood-drained, pallid face turned red from the pressure.

"Don’t, don’t hate me."

Blood uncontrollably streamed from the corners of his mouth, his red eyes looking pleadingly at Ruan Li.

"Shut up."

With a crack, she felt the bones of the neck under her palm seem to break.

Ruan Li instinctively let go... she didn’t mean for Xu Mo to die.

The pink Life Force was recklessly sent into Xu Mo’s body by her.

The man’s myriad wounds began to heal with visible speed, growing tissue and new flesh.

Seeing he hadn’t stopped breathing, she released her hold halfway through the treatment.

As she stood up, her form unexpectedly wavered uncontrollably.

Once again, the dim, damp arena surroundings disintegrated, crushed into data that separated into a virtual snowy-white wall.

Precision instruments, a cold laboratory, surveillance that covered every angle on the ceiling.

With a low bang, the closed door slowly opened.

In the doorway was Ruan Ying, seated in a wheelchair.

A soft smile graced her face, "Good child, congratulations."

What joy was there?

Could it be because she knew she was going to burn this damn laboratory?

This thought was but for an instant, as Ruan Li’s sight unexpectedly vanished uncontrollably.

Lan Ruo looked at the bloodied pair lying on the ground, "Is this considered a success?"

Ruan Ying’s fingers, slightly cool, tapped the armrest, "Ze, take Xu Mo back for treatment."

"Take Little Li to the confinement room. Her emotions are unstable now, highly destructive."

Seeing this, Lan Ruo asked, "Teacher, is this really a success?"

Such an unbelievable experiment actually succeeded?

Can humans really achieve immortality?

"Of course."

A gentle smile adorned Ruan Ying’s face.