"Do as you wish, sever all! Slash!"
In a phantom, blood-red river, a black sword light cleaved downwards, as if splitting space itself.
A few sluggish blood hands, like tofu, were sliced apart. Hidden behind the blood hands, Xue Jiuyi’s body was also cut into two halves, his internal structure clearly visible.
*Swish!*
Another sword passed, and Xue Jiuyi’s hand-like tail was severed. The spear returned to Wen Wen’s hand.
The reason Wen Wen used this spear for his attacks was that only on this spear, modified by Redbeard, could spatial imprints be carved. Other iron nails were incapable of bearing runes.
He could also perform normal spatial movement, but that kind of spatial movement had an almost imperceptible lag when disappearing and reappearing. For a true Order undead like Xue Jiuyi, this would be a sitting duck.
Even though those blood hand imprints had become useless, Xue Jiuyi himself was also an immortal undead of the true Order, not so easily killed.
His split body suddenly came alive. Skin, flesh, organs, and bones all animated, extending small hands to grasp each other, forcibly merging Xue Jiuyi back together. Afterward, the almost imperceptible mark in the middle vanished.
However, although Xue Jiuyi had recovered, his expression remained one of horror.
He had initially thought this sword strike would only be a flesh wound, pushing his body to the brink of collapse and making it difficult to heal.
But to his surprise, his body recovered with ease, yet his internal energy had been halved out of nowhere!
With his body damaged, he could still exert his full combat strength. But with his energy depleted, he would be unable to unleash his blood hand attacks!
The so-called Heart-Mind Divine Sword meant that whatever Wen Wen’s mind willed, it would sever.
The sword strike Wen Wen had just delivered was not to Xue Jiuyi’s life, but to his power!
With his strength greatly diminished, Xue Jiuyi instantly understood his situation. With those strange nails present, his chances were gone; he couldn't win against Wen Wen.
Thus, he mustered all his strength, urging every blood hand imprint he could, hoping these would hold Wen Wen back, allowing him to return to the Void Realm through self-destruction.
Wen Wen wanted to capture him?
That was impossible!
Bloody hands rose from the ground, and Wen Wen navigated through them with difficulty. Escaping would require considerable effort.
But even while flustered, Wen Wen still found time to throw out a green begging bowl.
This begging bowl seemed to have a will of its own. It passed through several blood hands and stopped above Xue Jiuyi’s head, bringing Xue Jiuyi’s self-destruction to an abrupt halt.
Once the Bowl of Forgiveness was placed on his head, Xue Jiuyi lost his connection to the Void Realm. If he detonated himself now, he would truly die!
He was willing to do his utmost for Wen Li's path to godhood, but that was for a better life in the future. Dying for Wen Li was absolutely out of the question.
Xue Jiuyi looked up at the green begging bowl, trying to discern what it was that could sever the power of the Void Realm.
But when he saw the large characters on the Bowl of Forgiveness, he almost spat out blood.
"I forgive you!"
Forgive my ass!
Did he need forgiveness?
If you truly forgave him, why were you still holding that menacing long sword with a murderous expression?
Seeing Xue Jiuyi subdued by the Bowl of Forgiveness, Wen Wen seized the opportunity, unleashing three more Heart-Mind Divine Sword strikes. Each strike took away half of Xue Jiuyi’s power.
After the final strike, Xue Jiuyi’s strength dropped below the disaster level, and he was directly shrunk by the golden light of the Bowl of Forgiveness and contained within it.
Following that, Wen Wen grabbed the little figure inside the bowl and brought Xue Jiuyi to a cell.
From the vampire Eliott, Wen Wen knew that the containment facility’s cells could only ensure the confinement of true Order powerhouses. If Xue Jiuyi wanted to destroy his own brain like the Tailor, the cells couldn’t prevent it.
That’s why Wen Wen had weakened Xue Jiuyi to the extreme before capturing him. This way, once he was in containment, he wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.
Xue Jiuyi's realm was still intact, and the weakening caused by the Heart-Mind Divine Sword would recover later. Therefore, Wen Wen wouldn’t lose anything.
…
The harsh sound of weapons clashing echoed a few hundred meters to the left of the demon-language flesh mountain.
Two shadows, one black and one white, collided rapidly.
The white one was Gu Panxi. Her body was covered in white crystals, her right hand wielding a sword and her left hand a shield, making her appear like a sacred being from a mural.
The black one was a ghost figure entwined with black smoke, wielding a greatsword. This ghost was born for the sword and would die for it, and after death, it became a sword’s undead.
The Sword Ghost originally possessed upper Order strength, but after being bombed twice by Chu Wei’s explosives, only two to three-tenths of its formidable power remained, and it was thoroughly suppressed by Gu Panxi.
However, it still possessed full battle spirit and never retreated a single step.
For such an opponent, all Gu Panxi could do was defeat him with her utmost effort.
Unfortunately, despite the Sword Ghost’s boiling battle spirit, its longsword could not withstand the endless combat. Finally, with a crisp crack, it broke.
Gu Panxi remained vigilant. Even without its sword, the Sword Ghost’s battle spirit was still terrifying.
But the Sword Ghost simply stared blankly at the broken longsword in its hand. The chilling ghost aura surrounding it suddenly dissipated, revealing a young man with a rather handsome appearance within.
After a moment of stunned silence, the Sword Ghost chuckled, then bowed to Gu Panxi. Cracks appeared on its body, and it dissipated into dust, vanishing from the mortal world.
Gu Panxi had a faint feeling that this Sword Ghost would not revive. After its sword broke, it had finally found release.
Two hundred meters to Gu Panxi’s left, the hunter ‘Kong Die’ sat atop a giant undead, holding a syringe and extracting the undead’s tissues and bodily fluids.
This undead was originally stitched together from the limbs of various creatures and possessed several bizarre abilities, making it an extremely formidable monster.
After being defeated by Kong Die, various flowers bloomed all over its body, like a small, vibrant island of flowers.
For Kong Die, this stitched monster was the best material, as defeating this one would yield data on multiple types of undead. Sudan Novel Network.
Dozens of meters to Kong Die’s right, a beautiful, scantily clad female undead lay on the ground, disoriented.
Chu Wei was busy around her. Don’t get the wrong idea; Chu Wei was planting explosives on her.
During her fight with Chu Wei, this female undead had been so angered by Chu Wei’s foul mouth and verbal attacks that she had fainted.
It was unclear whether she fainted from anger or from the stench.
But regardless of how she fainted, she wouldn’t survive the night. Once the bombs were set, Chu Wei only needed to press a button to send her on her way.
As for the two unnamed minor hunter roles, they too had defeated their respective opponents in a mundane fashion and stood aside to observe…