“I... You...”

Zhu Shang was stunned into silence, feeling he had nothing to say.

He wasn't stupid; at this point, how could he not realize he had been schemed against?

He was born from the gathering of Yin energies and evil spirits, possessing a thousand years of spiritual intelligence from his previous life. He once harbored boundless ambitions, aiming to surpass the Ten Vicious Sovereigns of the Heavens and dominate the world.

Yet, he never expected that almost as soon as he was born, he would be sealed by that Old Heavenly Master.

After struggling for a thousand years, he thought he was about to break free, but instead, he fell into this land devoid of spiritual energy, was humiliated, and finally managed to escape, only to realize...

In that instant, he recalled his thousand-plus years of existence. Aside from being sealed, the time he had seen the light of day was not even ten years.

After transmigrating through two worlds, he had merely been a pawn used by this master and disciple duo to transmit information from beginning to end...

He wanted to roar in anger, to curse, but found that the fire in his heart had already been extinguished, replaced by a deep chill that filled his mind.

Finally, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

“Just kill me!”

Asking him to beg for mercy was absolutely impossible. Even the founder of this legendary Taiji Dao arena was, in his eyes, nothing more than a mortal body.

How could he possibly beg for mercy?

“There’s no need to talk about the undying and indestructible nature of the Ten Vicious Sovereigns of the Heavens; it’s meaningless here.”

An Qisheng glanced indifferently at the zombie king:

“How you die is not your choice.”

*Pa!*

Before his voice faded, An Qisheng was already in front of the altar, striking it heavily.

The altar hummed and vibrated, spewing out even more bloody light to envelop Zhu Shang, forcibly pulling him into the altar.

Then, it slowly dimmed, returning to its ancient and even somewhat dilapidated appearance.

The true essence of this All-Requests-Answered Altar lies in the 'law and principle' within, not the altar itself. Otherwise, given its level as high as five stars, wanting to exchange it would require much more than just a mountain.

In fact, An Qisheng already knew that the universe's exchanges valued mass over spiritual essence. The Tyrant's Sword was like that, and so was this altar.

But because of this, the altar had lost its ability to change size at will. Even its exchange ability would be greatly affected.

In other words, it would require offering more than what was offered in the Human Realm to obtain less in return.

*Roar, roar...*

Only then did faint roars echo from the surroundings. It was the group of former special operations team members, now corrupted and twisted into zombies.

Zhu Shang, of course, wouldn't care about the lives of these zombies. The aftershock of his attack earlier had swept away almost all the zombies, many of whom were buried under accumulated snow and gravel.

The muscles and bones of these zombies were dozens of times stronger than when they were human, so they would not be crushed to death by the avalanche or gravel.

At this moment, with a series of roars, zombies leaped from all directions.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked. A female zombie with tattered clothes, a blue face, and fangs was already leaping towards him with a ferocious roar, charging towards him with madness and evil.

That was Wang Zhixuan...

With her abilities in scientific research and her position as a double Ph.D., and her martial prowess as a Dan-holding warrior leading special operations, Wang Zhixuan was undoubtedly a dragon among men.

But facing a monster like Zhu Shang, who was impossible to defeat, not to mention her, even other God-Seeing martial artists wouldn't have lasted any longer than she did.

For no other reason than the gap was too great, so great that it could no longer be bridged by human power.

“Perhaps, I can’t continue like this...”

Looking at the group of roaring and howling former special operations team zombies, ripples arose in An Qisheng's heart, and his thoughts changed.

Since entering the dream and seeing the years of war in the Jiu Fu Realm, the corpses on the roads, the displaced people everywhere, and countless martial artists wreaking havoc and committing crimes, and then returning to Xuan Star and seeing the atmosphere of Xuan Star, he didn't want to disrupt the peaceful life of Xuan Star even more.

For many people, martial arts and cultivation didn't matter to them. Living was already difficult enough for them.

Imposing his will on others might not necessarily lead to a stronger outcome than the current situation.

Therefore, he only chose those with firm will among the many martial artists and gave them the *qi* seed.

But at this moment, he changed his mind.

He solved Tong Zhengyang, and then came the zombie king. After solving the zombie king, there was still the Nine-Headed Serpent descendant, Russell. And after solving Russell?

Would everything be over?

He could faintly feel that the future would be even more difficult. The frequent exchanges of the universe were certainly not without reason. A greater change might be coming.

Xuan Star was as small as dust in the Milky Way galaxy, and even more insignificant in the universe. Yet, it had encountered cosmic exchanges one after another. Either it was being targeted by some big shot, or the frequency of cosmic exchanges was far beyond his imagination.

Whether it was the former or the latter, neither was a good thing.

People must save themselves to be saved. Even if he saved them a thousand times or ten thousand times, if he failed even once, Xuan Star would be doomed.

And who dared to say that he would never fail?

“Roar~”

Accompanied by the howling of the wind, one zombie after another roared and pounced at An Qisheng, breaking his train of thought.

“Everyone, let’s take a nap...”

An Qisheng flicked his finger gently, making a sound like a temple bell being struck.

*Om~*

As the invisible sound waves spread, the zombies pouncing at him seemed to have lost their minds, falling from the air and landing in the ravaged snow and ruins.

An Qisheng's expression was calm. Although returning from the dream didn't bring his body transformed into the Heavenly Court, how powerful was his divine will?

These ordinary zombies couldn't hurt him before entering the dream, and naturally couldn't hurt him even more after entering the dream.

*Roar~*

Only Qiu Niu and Wang Zhixuan, these two with their Dan-holding cultivation, were originally more powerful than all the special operations team members combined, and were even more ferocious at this time.

With one jump, they soared tens of meters into the air, and with a dive, they created a piercing sonic boom, charging towards An Qisheng like meteors.

*Whoosh~*

Without even looking, An Qisheng raised both hands, his spread fingers pinching the faces of Wang Zhixuan and Qiu Niu, and slammed the two 'people' heavily on the ground, one on each side:

“A nap, and you’ll be fine...”

*Bang!*

Dust splashed on the ruins, and everything returned to silence.

Being injured by zombies was incurable on Xuan Star. In the Human Realm, it was also a nearly irreversible injury, because it was not only the infection of blood, but the soul was also twisted.

In the Human Realm, ordinary people who were injured by zombies had only one way to die unless they encountered a Supernatural Real Person who was willing to help and was proficient in this way.

And that was just ordinary zombies. Even a Pure One Real Person couldn't save zombies transformed by the zombie king, except for those with special means.

But for him, there was naturally no problem.

The zombie king was already lying on the altar like a dead dog, let alone a few zombies transformed by it.

.......

Was it over?

Through the satellite perspective relayed by Ying Long, Bai Hu and the others who saw the beginning and end of this battle had varying expressions, their moods fluctuating greatly. They were somewhat dazed for a moment.

“That’s it?”

A young special operations team member rubbed his eyes, somewhat incredulously.

What kind of momentum did that zombie king have? With an angry roar, the shockwave shook the entire plateau. Under the surge of airwaves, their helicopter was forcibly raised to an altitude of more than five thousand meters.

Nearly two hundred nuclear strategic bombers and space-based weapons behind them were ready, and all members of the Special Affairs Bureau were dispatched, ready to die.

As a result, such a powerful and terrifying zombie king was actually taken down by one person?

Even if this person was already the number one martial artist in the martial arts world, it was still extremely unbelievable to them.

“Yes, it’s the effect of the talisman that sealed the zombie king, right...”

Someone said uncertainly.

Satellites weren't omnipotent either. In such stormy weather, it was impossible to see everything in detail, so they could only half-see and half-guess.

“What this, what that? It’s resolved, you don’t have to die, why do you still have this expression?”

The members of the Special Affairs Bureau were all stunned. Bai Hu, however, was overjoyed beyond words and scolded them:

“What are you all standing there for? Those who should land, land. Those who should notify others, notify others!”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Only then did the group wake up from their dream, all overjoyed, and busied themselves.

The helicopter also passed through the clouds and landed towards the Himalayas.

*Huff~*

Bai Hu let out a long breath and called Ying Long:

“Immediately report to the base that the target has been resolved!”

On the other side, in the Northwest Military Base, a group of uninvited guests arrived in the hall.

It was Wang Anfeng, Li Yan, Gu Changsheng, Jin Chong, and others who had learned the news and rushed over from the Demon City without stopping.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was oppressive.

Wang Anfeng's expression was agitated, almost unable to restrain the grief in his heart: "Captain Qinglong, my sister, how could my sister, how could she die? How could she..."

"Dan Huang sacrificed herself for the country, and my heart is also filled with grief..."

Qinglong's expression was solemn, expressing understanding. After the grief, he glanced at the few people:

"But the matter of you trespassing into the base will have to be explained by yourselves in the military court afterwards!"

"You!"

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and was about to explode when Li Yan pulled him back. The latter shouted in a low voice, "Enough!"

"Anfeng!"

Wang Anfeng was about to break free when Jin Chong also shouted. The former gritted his teeth, sat down in a chair, and tears flowed down immediately.

He was playful and unruly. From childhood to adulthood, Wang Zhixuan had protected him. In their large family, he had the best relationship with Wang Zhixuan.

"Anfeng is also overly grief-stricken. Captain Qinglong, please don't take it to heart."

Jin Chong glanced at Qinglong.

Although the Special Affairs Bureau wasn't a public department, Qinglong's position was very high, and he could come into contact with some high-level people that even his old man wasn't qualified to contact, so he didn't dare to neglect him.

"Losing a loved one, the grief in your heart is understandable."

Qinglong said, raising his hand and looking at his watch:

"Forty-five minutes is enough. Now, leave the base immediately, otherwise, I have the right to detain you all. If there is resistance, it will be dealt with as a wartime crime of disobeying orders!"

"You!"

Jin Chong was also a little annoyed, but he still held his nose and accepted it, turning around and leaving.

"Senior brother, what exactly happened?"

At this time, Gu Changsheng, who had been silent in the hall, spoke.

Qinglong was his senior brother.

This made Li Yan and Jin Chong somewhat surprised, and then they realized that the Gu family had been guarding the inner court for three hundred years, producing many inner court experts. This Jin Chong was also from the inner court, so it was not strange that Gu Changsheng was his senior brother.

"No comment."

Facing his junior brother, Qinglong didn't smile, and didn't even say a word.

With a wave of his hand, teams of fully armed special operations team members had already entered the hall, raising their guns, about to force everyone to leave.

These special operations team members were all proficient in boxing and had strong physiques. They had even been on small-scale battlefields and experienced fighting. Their silence caused Li Yan's expression to change.

"Senior brother."

Gu Changsheng's voice was calm, but with a hint of unquestionable tone:

"This matter is not just a matter for your Special Affairs Bureau. Wang Zhixuan is also a member of my Martial Arts General Association. If you don't tell me, shoot now and see if you can kill me!"

"Mr. Gu!"

Hearing a series of sounds of pulling the bolts, Jin Chong's face turned pale. He was a clerk, where had he seen this kind of battle?

Qinglong frowned, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

*Om~*

Just then, a red light flashed, and then Ying Long's cold, unchanging report came:

"The radiation source of the target zombie king has been weakened to 0.13% of its original level. The probability of being re-suppressed is as high as 98.64%. It can be confirmed that it is safe. Nuclear strategic bombers have been withdrawn, and the alert for space-based weapons has also been lifted. Seven special operations teams have gathered in the Himalayas and are advancing..."

"Bai Hu is transmitting a call request. Should it be connected?"

"Resolved?!"

Qinglong's heart shook, and the coldness on his face suddenly disintegrated. He exclaimed:

"Who is it? How was it resolved? Connect it!"

At this moment, he couldn't care less about driving Gu Changsheng and the others away and immediately chose to connect.

Nuclear strategic bombers, space-based weapons, special operations teams... Hearing that series of words, Jin Chong and Li Yan's hearts were pounding wildly.

Wang Anfeng suddenly stood up: "Himalayas? My sister, is my sister in the Himalayas?"

With his excitement, more than a dozen gun muzzles had already moved towards him.

Gu Changsheng pressed him back into the chair with a casual hand, his eyes flickering, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't speak."

*Chi~*

A red light flashed, and Bai Hu's voice, unable to suppress his joy, had already been transmitted in the wide projection screen:

"Qinglong, Bai Hu reports that the zombie king has been temporarily resolved!"

"What exactly happened?"

Qinglong immediately spoke:

"Say it!"

"Yes!"

Bai Hu glanced at Gu Changsheng and the others and didn't hesitate, directly beginning to tell about the battle before, trying to shorten the sentences and be concise:

"... Mr. An used some means to drive the nine talismans. Then the zombie king roared angrily and attacked, but was enveloped by a red light. It is suspected that An Qisheng activated some kind of sealing backhand. What exactly happened will have to wait until we see Mr. An later..."

"Mr. An?"

Qinglong was also stunned.

Although he had also invited several God-Seeing martial artists from all over the country to go, he didn't expect the power of individuals to threaten the zombie king at all.

An angry roar shook the entire plateau, and the shockwave spread, affecting the weather monitoring bureaus of several countries and dozens of regions. Where could such a 'monster' be matched by an individual?

For a moment, he was a little dazed and asked a stupid question:

"Which, which Mr. An?"

"...Which Mr. An else could it be?"

Bai Hu was also stunned, and then slapped his forehead. There were many people named An in the world, but he hadn't made it clear:

"Of course, it's that most famous Mr. An now."

"An Qisheng?!"