stjorthotic Chapter 141 S-Class Gene Monster, The Probe Outside Panlong Mountain
Chapter 141 S-Class Gene Monster, The Probe Outside Panlong Mountain
Jiangzhou, Panlongshan Villa District.
Two o'clock in the morning.
A sudden downpour swept through the entire city of Jiang. Raindrops the size of soybeans pounded on the asphalt roads of the villa district, splashing up patches of white mist.
The entire Panlong Mountain was shrouded in a faint light that was barely perceptible to the naked eye. The Nine Heavens Gathering Spirit Array was not only frantically drawing in the surrounding free spiritual energy, but also forming an absolute defensive barrier around the mountain.
Ye Qingcheng sat cross-legged on top of a pavilion at the entrance of the villa area.
The raging wind and rain were silently repelled by an invisible protective shield of true energy half a foot away from her body. Her white outfit, which was originally stained with mud and blood, was now spotless.
She looked down at her fair hands, feeling the completely different power flowing through her meridians, and even her breathing became cautious.
too frightening.
The man used only a drop of true essence to not only reshape her meridians that had been shattered by the heavenly lightning, but also to transform the ancient martial arts internal energy she had originally cultivated into a higher-dimensional power.
Although it is only a fragment of an outer sect cultivation technique.
But it was this very trick that allowed Ye Qingcheng to experience what it meant to be a dimensional reduction attack. She could now even clearly perceive the trajectory of every single raindrop within a radius of a kilometer.
Compared to this power, her once-proud Grandmaster cultivation was nothing more than mud for children to play with.
"If a single fly flies into my sister's room before dawn, I'll crush every single bone in your body."
Lu Yuan's extremely cold words echoed in Ye Qingcheng's mind once again.
Her back tensed suddenly, and she instinctively shivered.
The fear and awe rooted deep in her soul made her utterly afraid to entertain the slightest thought of resistance. Her only thought now was to defend this place to the death. Anyone who dared to take even half a step closer would be killed.
Click.
A bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky.
Taking advantage of the sudden burst of bright light, Ye Qingcheng abruptly raised her head, her gaze locking onto a dense forest at the bend of the mountain road at the foot of Panlong Mountain.
Someone is coming.
And they're not ordinary people.
Six burly, somewhat deformed figures were taking advantage of the torrential rain and the cover of night to climb the steep rock face at a speed that completely defied the limits of human physiology.
Their muscles bulged high, and their skin had an eerie dark gray color, even faintly covered with a layer of fine scales.
The latest batch of S-class genetically modified humans from the S.H.I.E.L.D. Foundation.
These war machines cost a staggering one billion US dollars each. These monsters feel no pain; their skeletons are infused with high-strength titanium alloy, and their muscle fibers are thirty times denser than those of an ordinary person. Once they lock onto a target, they will fight like mad dogs, relentlessly until the very end.
Stop.
The bald cyborg running at the front raised his right hand and gave the order in a hoarse voice.
His electronic prosthetic eyes, glowing red, were fixed on Ye Qingcheng at the top of the pavilion.
"Target confirmed as Ye Qingcheng, special envoy of the Ancient Martial Arts Masters Alliance. Danger rating: A. As per the governor's orders, clear obstacles, storm the villa, and capture Lu Qingxue alive."
The bald cyborg didn't take Ye Qingcheng seriously at all.
In the SHIELD Foundation's database, the so-called Grandmasters of Transcendent Realm are at best able to fight to a draw with S-class cyborgs like them. And there are six of them.
"Kill her."
With a low growl, the six cyborgs exerted their power simultaneously.
The hard rocks were crushed under their feet. Six enormous bodies, like cannonballs, smashed through the rain and pounced on Ye Qingcheng at the top of the pavilion from six different blind spots.
This pure physical explosive power would tear even an armored vehicle in its path to shreds in an instant.
Ye Qingcheng did not move.
She simply stood up slowly, her right hand resting on the hilt of the slender longsword at her waist.
In the past, when faced with six monsters of this level attacking her, her only option was to use her agility to move around and find an opening.
But now.
She recalled the first sentence of the breathing technique that Lu Yuan had taught her.
Using qi to control the sword, cut through all the complexities.
"So noisy."
Ye Qingcheng mimicked Lu Yuan's nonchalant tone and coldly uttered two words.
Zheng!
A crisp sword cry drowned out the thunder and rain.
Ye Qingcheng didn't draw her sword at all. She simply released the thin true essence that had just gathered within her body through the scabbard.
boom!
A visible crescent-shaped white blade of energy swept out in all directions from the center of the pavilion.
The speed of this air blade was so fast that it even neatly sliced through the rain, creating a brief vacuum zone.
The bald cyborg at the forefront suddenly flashed a red light in his cybernetic eye. The system frantically alarmed, warning of an incalculable high-energy reaction ahead.
He instinctively wanted to cross his arms to protect his head. But his usually impressive reflexes were as slow as a snail's crawl in the face of genuine immortal sword energy.
puff!
There was no earth-shattering collision.
It only makes a soft, extremely soothing sound, like a sharp blade cutting through tofu.
The white blade of air flashed past the waists of the six cyborgs before crashing into the cliff behind them, carving out a terrifying crack several meters deep and tens of meters long.
The charge came to an abrupt halt.
Six S-class genetically modified humans remained in a pouncing posture, slamming heavily onto the asphalt road below the pavilion.
Followed by.
The upper and lower body slid down neatly and staggered under the influence of gravity.
Dark green blood mixed with internal organs gushed out onto the ground. Those titanium alloy skeletons, which the S.H.I.E.L.D. boasted were impenetrable even by anti-materiel sniper rifles, were laughably fragile before the sword energy, the cuts as smooth as mirrors.
Only then did their brains receive the signal that their bodies had been severed.
"This... is impossible..."
The bald cyborg, now only half his body, convulsed violently in a pool of blood, the red light in his electronic eyes rapidly dimming. He couldn't understand why a Class A target in the database would unleash such utterly unreasonable destructive power.
Ye Qingcheng leaped down from the pavilion, her white boots landing on the blood-soaked ground.
As she looked at the still-struggling pieces on the ground, her hand gripping the sword hilt trembled uncontrollably.
It's not because I'm afraid.
Rather, it was due to extreme excitement and fanatical worship of Lu Yuan's power.
Is this the power of the master? With just a drop of true essence and a fragmented spell, she was able to instantly kill this monster!
"Rubbish."
Ye Qingcheng mimicked Lu Yuan's manner, coldly uttering two words. Then, she stomped on the bald cyborg's head, crushing it and ending this one-sided massacre that wasn't even a warm-up.
at the same time.
In the master bedroom on the second floor of the Panlongshan villa.
The temperature had dropped to an extremely frightening level. Thick, solid ice covered the walls, and even the windowpanes were cracked with spiderweb-like fissures from the cold.
Lu Qingxue curled up on the bed.
Half of her skin was an eerie frosty white, while the other half was burning red due to the intense heat of the dragon's main tendon. The two forces were using her body as a battlefield, engaged in a fierce and brutal struggle.
Lin Zhen, dressed in thick winter clothes, stood at the bedroom door, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He dared not approach the bedside. The chill emanating from it could freeze his blood instantly if he touched even a tiny bit of it.
"Hang in there, Miss Lu! Mr. Lu will be back soon!"
Lin Zhen gripped the walkie-talkie tightly, his palms sweating profusely.
Just then, Lu Qingxue suddenly let out an extremely suppressed cry of pain.
She suddenly straightened her body, her back arching into an astonishing curve. A surge of extreme cold, ten times greater than before, erupted from her body.
Click click click!
The ice in the room instantly spread outwards, freezing Lin Zhen's winter clothes into a hard, solid sheet.
But deep within that extreme cold, a faint trace of pure life force emanated. The blood and qi of the dragon's main tendon finally forced its way through the Nine Yin Profound Meridians' seal, beginning to truly cleanse her marrow.
The most dangerous phase is over.