Chapter 929: 927: The Last Fu Jiang

Chapter 929: 927: The Last Fu Jiang

Smiling Black Hole TV Station, the theater stage of the Miss World finals presents a bizarre scene.

The center of the stage somehow transformed into a white pool resembling a hot spring structure,

Numerous women are sitting cross-legged in a circle around the white hot spring, each one without a stitch of clothing, but they have no physical interactions or contact, sitting spaced half a person’s width apart with hands clasped over their abdomens.

Their appearances are almost identical, adorned with tear moles and Red Lotus birthmarks,

As they recite incomprehensible Sanskrit, a stinking white liquid oozes continuously from the seven orifices on their faces into the hot spring, used to bury the dead at the deepest part, until the deceased is completely submerged and commits suicide.

This is Jin, in a "Trinity" state, using Mi Buddha’s magic technique to strengthen the evil phenomenon,

Theoretically, once a male is hit, he will fall deeper over time and impossible to escape.

But the hot spring, which had always been calm, suddenly began to bubble,

Even Jin didn’t have time to think about which part went wrong... swoosh!

Not far away, Jin was frightened out of his wits,

Fortunately, these clones of Fu Jiang are entirely equivalent to the main body, otherwise, if it had grabbed her just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With the death of a woman, the array cannot be maintained, and the entire hot spring immediately begins to boil! Black death liquid evaporated it away, and the phenomenon retreated. .

Jin is forced to retreat, undoing the phenomenon, retrieving the White Pagoda in her hand.

"Ah!"

The part of the Pagoda Long Sword held in her hand is partially dyed black, making the part Jin is holding feel like a burning branding iron, so painful it makes her scream.

The other women unaffected by death crawl back into Jin’s body, about a hundred meters from the stage.

The white liquid on the stage has already vanished, and the original hot spring has turned into a death abyss spewing black smoke,

[Hoo... Ha...]

A breath wafted from within, echoing throughout the theater. Then seawater overflowed from the abyss, washing up a corpse.

Jin watched this corpse, not daring to breathe... the corpse that emerged slowly opened its eyes, revealing a gaze never seen in previous confrontations.

This is a gaze of hatred towards the malignant, complete obliteration of malice,

The moment their eyes met, Jin only felt a chilling sensation on her neck... the corpse that should have been a hundred meters away had already vanished, a cold hand blade had already sliced across her neck.

As the head flew high, Jin realized she had been beheaded.

Moreover, this was a beheading on the soul level, Jin could distinctly feel a sea separating her head and body, even cancer cells cannot cross the sea for healing, any cell touching the sea would wither.

But now Jin is different, she still has other power.

Using the phenomenon of Fu Jiang to cover the fact of her beheading,

It’s like a long bridge assembled from Fu Jiang’s physical, bridging across the sea to reconnect the head with the body.

This concept coverage reflected in reality as soft tissue with distinct female characteristics grew out from the high-flying head’s cut, connecting to the headless body below, attempting to forcibly reattach the head.

Just when Jin was fully focused on bridging the head and body, full of vulnerabilities,

Yi Chen had already wrapped a layer of cloth around his right hand in advance, to isolate death, an Instant Step to pick up the knife inserted at the edge of the competition stage,

The knife formed by Liu Xinzhi.

He stepped and leaped,

Seeing Jin’s face, completely twisted by malice, that extremely selfish face sunk in madness, without hesitation stabbing the dagger into Jin’s head.

In an instant,

The part belonging to Liu Xinzhi was all infused, entering into Jin’s brain area, conducting a consciousness-level confrontation.

Yi Chen gently cradled the head pierced with the blade, softly speaking at her forehead, "Xinzhi, wait until you come out."

...

Plop~

The joined head and body of Jin fell directly to the ground, without even a twitch, seemingly completely passed out.

Yi Chen made no subsequent attack, stepping back to the edge, quietly awaiting the result,

About five minutes passed,

The fallen Jin began undergoing obvious bodily changes, her abdomen started to slightly bulge, almost as if pregnant, only compressing ten months’ term into ten minutes.

As the abdominal bulge reached the level of a ten-month pregnancy, fetal movements began to appear, and a very distinct female facial outline protruded on the abdomen’s surface.

The subsequent situation was quite bizarre,

There was no conventional childbirth, it was more of a split. As the female face on the abdominal surface became more prominent, an entire human head emerged through the skin.

The abdominal skin slowly transformed into the skin of this head, separating and peeling from Jin’s original body.

An unblemished female form thus detached from Jin’s abdomen, curling up on the ground, surrounded by foul-smelling mucus and blooming Red Lotuses.

However, it is not yet clear who this is.

It could be Jin fully completed by absorbing Liu Xinzhi,

Or it could be Liu Xinzhi achieving Success and becoming the only Fu Jiang,

As the woman on the ground shakily stood up, approaching Yi Chen with unstable, often stumbling steps.

During the approach, the body became more stabilized, speed increasing.

Yi Chen made no Dodge moves because he felt no Killing Intent.

Embrace,

Tears burst forth,

Full-body trembling with excitement,

"Mr. Yi, I did it! I don’t know why, but this was easier than I imagined...it seems Ms. Jin eventually voluntarily abandoned the concept of Fu Jiang, or perhaps her cells have always been rejecting this concept of Evil, she doesn’t seem willing to accept it."

"Hmm."

"I can now feel everything in this world, can feel every woman’s Thought!"

"What is your name?"

"My name... is Liu Xinzhi."

"Great!"

In his arms, Liu Xinzhi still remembered their agreement, saying calmly: "So... Mr. Yi, are you going to kill me?"

"Yes."

"Do it."

"Okay."

Inside a high-level private room in the theater, Jin had already been transferred over at the first opportunity for treatment by Reagan’s medical limb replacement.

Everyone was ready to greet Yi Chen as this contest was thought to be over, but an unexpected situation unfolded.

Even William stood up excitedly, stepping past the treated Jin, quickly coming to the glass front.

"Yi Chen, this guy! Truly cold-blooded!"

On the stage,

Having just become Miss World, becoming the only Fu Jiang with a new phenomenon, Liu Xinzhi was hung with an old rope around her neck, in the center of the stage.

However, the individual hanging by the rope was not alone, even Yi Chen himself was hung up.

The two hanging bodies were suspended in air without the slightest sway.

This Original Sin Forbidden Object drew the two into the Deep of Death, arriving at that pitch-black beach,

As Yi Chen had already activated the Death Guide of the "Sunken Death Temple" in advance, a touch on the deformity at the coast transmitted him to the seabed, witnessing ancient architecture that even the most ornate language could not describe.

"Mr. Yi, this is!"

"It is the Root of my Death, can you help me open it?"

"I don’t know, but I might be able to try."