The End of the Extreme Dao: I Planted a Sacred Tree and Gained Immortality

Chapter 190: Price, Opportunity, and the Second Experiment

Mirror world.

There was no wind in the air, only a heavy feeling of oppression piling up layer by layer.

The mirror fragments on the ground reflected cold light, and that cold light, like a knife, pierced into everyone's eyes.

Zhang Zhanhong was trapped in the Wood Release Technique.

The scales on his body flickered in the light, his hands were like the claws of a ferocious beast, slightly retracted, and his eyes were glowing red, flickering.

He stood there, tightly trapped, like a mountain that could collapse at any time and crush everything in front of him.

A puff of white smoke dissipated.

An Yu emerged from the smoke and stopped as soon as he landed.

Because she felt it.

The chakra fluctuations were like an invisible hand, strangling her breath.

She raised her head and looked at Zhang Zhanhong not far away.

"Is this Zhang Zhanhong?" An Yu murmured, her voice trembling slightly.

It's not fear, it's shock, it's disbelief.

Zhang Zhanhong moved.

It was neither a pounce of a ferocious beast nor an out-of-control rampage.

He just slowly raised his head and looked straight at An Yu.

The bloodshot in his red eyes faded, replaced by a rare calmness.

"Do you want me to wake him up?" An Yu looked at Huo Ying.

Huo Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, sensing Zhang Zhanhong's change, and released the control of the Wood Release.

Boom!
Zhang Zhanhong knelt on all fours like a wild beast, but did not attack. He just looked at An Yu quietly.

"Don't wake him up. Try to give him orders."

An Yu took a step forward, not afraid of the immortal Zhang Zhanhong, and pointed at the stones on the ground: "Go, grind them into powder."

Roar!
Zhang Zhanhong turned his head and instantly pounced on a broken stone. He smashed it hard with his sharp claws. The stone trembled, slowly cracked, and finally slowly collapsed into countless powders.

An Yu stood there and slowly exhaled.

She looked back at Huo Ying with a complicated look in her eyes: "Why can I control him who has turned into a monster?"

Huo Ying's eyes remained calm. He did not explain, but just told An Yu to wake up Zhang Zhanhong.

An Yu thought for a moment, then said to Zhang Zhanhong, "So, you plan to look at me like this?"

An...Yu...

Zhang Zhanhong slowly knelt on the ground, like a collapsed statue.

His hands still maintained their monster-like form, with sharp claws reflecting light coldly, and rough scales falling off bit by bit, turning into fine crumbs that fell to the ground. He raised his head, and the blood in his eyes was fading, replaced by a complex emotion - fatigue, self-mockery, and a hint of deep-hidden fear.

Huo Ying stood behind him and watched quietly.

"Awake?" Huo Ying's voice was not loud, but as sharp as a knife.

Zhang Zhanhong stood up slowly. He glanced at his hands and whispered, "It hurts so much. I lost control again. Just now, I even had the thought of killing you, sir."

Zhang Zhanhong's voice was very soft, with a wry smile.

Huo Ying did not answer, but took out a metal syringe from his sleeve. He walked closer, raised his hand and inserted the needle into Zhang Zhanhong's arm without hesitation.

"Hiss." Zhang Zhanhong frowned, but did not dare to resist.

Huo Ying did not raise his head. His hands moved smoothly, drawing blood all over the body. He then replied coldly, "Don't overestimate your own strength. Even if there are ten thousand of you, you still can't kill me."

Zhang Zhanhong smiled with a bit of bitterness. He shook his arms and found that An Yu didn't even look at him. He could only ask awkwardly: "Sir, if there is nothing else, I will go to rest."

Huo Ying put the syringe into a metal box, locked it, and said calmly, "That's all for today. Go and have a rest. Remember, if An Yu is not here, you must not use chakra. When the experimental results come out, I will arrange for An Yu to team up with you."

Huo Ying's tone was cold and carried an unquestionable majesty.

Zhang Zhanhong's eyes lit up and he said gratefully, "Sir, I will never use chakra, don't worry!" After saying that, Zhang Zhanhong looked at An Yu excitedly, and found that An Yu had no expression. Then he turned around angrily and walked towards the teleportation array in the distance.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the gray light engulfed his figure.

The air returned to silence.

"My Lord, I also want to have this kind of power."

A deep voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was not loud, but it carried a stubbornness that could not be ignored.

Huo Ying turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

An Yu stood there, her eyes were no longer cold, but hot like fire. Zhang Zhanhong was obviously just a one-hit infected person, but after Huo Ying's help, he possessed such terrifying power. Then, what was the point of her hard work in practicing all day?

But, what if Huo Ying is willing to help me?
However, the strength of a level three infected person is too weak. In such a dangerous world, An Yu understands that with her strength alone, she would probably die if she left Ailing Town.

"I can give everything for you. I can be your knife, or I can be your dog..."

An Yu looked straight at Huo Ying, without any retreat in his eyes.

Huo Ying sighed. No wonder An Yu didn't even look at Zhang Zhanhong just now. It turned out that she was not prepared to give Zhang Zhanhong any chance. This woman was very clear-headed. She only needed strength, not love.

"That power is very dangerous." Huo Ying's gaze was light, but it was like a biting wind blowing on her face: "What you saw was that he was almost out of control. What he experienced was not control, but struggle."

"It doesn't matter if he struggles or loses control." An Yu's voice was even, but it was like a stone thrown into cold water: "He at least has the right to lose control, but I don't even have the chance to struggle."

Huo Ying did not answer immediately. He looked An Yu up and down, as if he was examining him, and as if he was waiting.

"My Lord, I have never given up practicing. My ability is not based on rules, so I can only train my body into a killing weapon day after day."

An Yu explained slowly, gently pulling open her clothes, revealing her fair skin and elastic body. An Yu had trained herself to have no excess fat. Every part of her body was full of vitality, and the outline of her abdominal muscles was faintly imprinted on her flat belly.

Possessing the Byakugan and the Sharingan, Huo Ying's eyesight is better than anyone else. An Yu, who has become a level 3 infected person, looks like a flawless piece of white jade.

Huo Ying turned around and faced An Yu with his back: "What if the path you choose next is more difficult than becoming an infected person?"

"I never thought it would be easy to gain power, but I believe it's worth it." An Yu's tone became more and more firm: "I'm not afraid of losing control, nor am I afraid of the price." "Why do you have to have this power?"

"Sir, my dream is to bring my mother and brother who are far away in Chang'an City to live in Ailing Town and be able to protect them."

Huo Ying stopped walking. He did not look back. His voice came faintly: "But, your price may be to lose everything."

"I lost everything..." An Yu exhaled slowly: "But I can't do anything, which scares me even more."

Huo Ying was silent for a moment, and his voice rang out again: "The experiment is not yet completed. Next, I will give you a task."

"What mission?" An Yu asked.

Huo Ying did not answer. His figure slowly disappeared in the light and shadow in the distance, leaving only a vague voice: "Wait."

An Yu stood in place, the mirror under her feet reflected her blurry reflection. Those reflections were like her mood at the moment, broken, yet extremely clear.

"Thank you." She whispered to herself and slowly put on her clothes. The cold light in her eyes was colder than before, but also brighter.

Huo Ying returned to the laboratory, and after a while, the old dean also came back.

The light bulb emitted a bright white light, shining onto the microscope. In the glass container, Zhang Zhanhong's cell samples moved quietly, flickering with faint fluorescence.

"These cells..." Huo Ying's voice was low: "They have completely integrated chakra and even carry fairy energy. But their activity is much lower than my genes."

The old dean nodded silently, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. "But its stability is much higher than we thought." He put his hand next to the microscope, with a hint of imperceptible expectation in his tone: "This stability may be a breakthrough."

After hesitating for a moment, the old dean looked at Huo Ying and said, "The so-called stability is only relative to your cells. Even after an evolution, it is still very dangerous to spread chakra. If you have to make a comparison, it may be even lower than the success rate of the human ghost potion I developed."

"Sir, are we really going to start human experiments in Ailing Town?"

As a reincarnated body, the old dean knew that he could not disobey Huo Ying's orders and could only try to persuade him. The population of Ailing Town, including those looted from XN City, was only 10,000 people. If such an experiment with a success rate of less than one in ten thousand was carried out, the consequences would be too terrible.

"It's not that bad yet. Maybe you forgot someone." Huo Ying didn't answer. He just stared at the cells quietly, as if thinking about something. After a while, he spoke: "I remember the fetal girl. She has a special ability. She can combine the power of the infected to rearrange these unstable genes. She can also reconstruct a stable gene structure by absorbing the energy of other cells."

"It can even breed new infected people with this powerful ability."

At that time, Huang Tianding arranged for the fetal girl to collect the genes of the fourth-level octopus. Even the genes of monsters and genes with reproductive barriers could be nurtured. Perhaps, even chakra cells could be fused with the fetal girl.

His own immortal cells are too strong, and it is too dangerous to experiment with them. But even if Zhang Zhanhong enters the immortal mode, he is no match for the fourth-level octopus. Perhaps the fetal girl can hold on.

"That's a good idea. If the experiment is successful, we can extract the stabilized third-generation chakra gene from the fetus. Then, it won't be difficult to conduct human experiments." The old dean reacted and looked at Huo Ying: "Sir, shall we call the fetus over now?"

"Let her prepare first. I still have one thing that I haven't tested completely."

Huo Ying left the laboratory and summoned White Zetsu No. 1.

Not long after, several White Zetsu warriors came over with Zhang Zhanhong and An Yu.

The two men bowed to Huo Ying, then stepped onto the armored vehicle of White Zetsu No. 1.

White Zetsu No. 1 stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the armored vehicle roared out of the town.

"An Yu, I never thought that Mr. Otsutsuki would only arrange the two of us to clear out the infected." Zhang Zhanhong sat in the passenger seat and An Yu sat in the back seat. As the car drove out of the town, Zhang Zhanhong couldn't help but look back at An Yu.

"This means that the Lord believes in your strength." An Yu sat upright, his eyes fixed firmly on the front, like a stone sculpture, deliberately not looking at Zhang Zhanhong: "The battle is about to begin, and there are more than just weirdos waiting for you. Don't be distracted, be ready to fight at any time."

"Okay..." Zhang Zhanhong turned around disappointedly. When he first met An Yu, the two could still talk and laugh together. But after he expressed his love, An Yu suddenly became very distant from him and would even avoid ordinary chats.

Zhang Zhanhong felt a little regretful. If he had known the result earlier, he would not have confessed his feelings at the beginning.

If we stay friends forever, will both of us be happier?

Squeak!

White Zetsu No. 1 slammed on the brakes, and before he knew it, the armored vehicle had arrived near XN City. XN City had been reduced to ruins and was soon found and occupied by the Exiles. With the Exiles, the monsters would also come over following the smell of humans.

The current XN city is more dangerous than before. In the ruins, there are either teams of exiles who are used to killing and robbing, or monsters waiting for fresh blood.

At the sound of the armored vehicle, several stone slabs were lifted up, and more than a dozen huge scorpions crawled out from the ground. A strong fishy smell came from the scorpion cave. Sitting in the car, Zhang Zhanhong and An Yu could see that there were incomplete corpses in the scorpion cave. Judging from their attire, they should be a team of exiles who were slaughtered by the scorpion group.

"give it to me."

Zhang Zhanhong jumped out of the car and walked forward, walking steadily towards the scorpion group, each step seemed to be in rhythm. The wind blew from behind him, and chakra exploded in his body like thunder. Among the scorpions, the first few were as big as elephants, and were obviously third-level infected creatures. Moreover, insect-type infected creatures that evolved to the third level were more terrifying than beast-type ones.

But Zhang Zhanhong still faced it head-on. He not only wanted to prove his strength, but also wanted to show his strength in front of An Yu!
Zhang Zhanhong's figure suddenly accelerated, steadily and swiftly, without a trace of hesitation. The next second, he appeared in the swarm of scorpions.

The wind blew around him.

"Wind Blade."

He growled, and with a wave of his palm, a sharp wind blade pierced through the air and cut towards a giant scorpion without hesitation.

The wind blade was like light, and the scorpion's head was cut off in an instant. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the earth red.

Using wind and thunder to speed up, Zhang Zhanhong's movements were too fast and the leading third-level scorpion had no time to react, and its head was cut off by the wind blade. However, the scorpion was not afraid. It realized that there was no yang power in the wind blade, so it resisted Zhang Zhanhong's attack. It was testing Zhang Zhanhong's attack method for the scorpion group.

"do not underestimate me!"

The lightning chakra produced sparks of electricity, and Zhang Zhanhong pulled out a pistol at incredible speed, emptying the magazine in an instant. The explosive chakra was carried by the wind chakra and nailed into the scorpion's wound.

boom!
With the combination of ninjutsu and Yangshi weapons, Zhang Zhanhong eliminated a level three infected creature in just one confrontation.

Snapped!
Another level three scorpion reacted and its huge tail instantly hit Zhang Zhanhong's body.

The sound of broken bones was heard, and Zhang Zhanhong was unable to dodge and was thrown away in an instant.

Roar!
But in the next moment, Zhang Zhanhong changed into a more ferocious monster. He reached out to hold the scorpion's tail and actually bit the scorpion's poisonous needle hard.

Click.

This time, it was not Zhang Zhanhong who broke the bone, but the scorpion. The sturdy scorpion tail was actually bitten off by the immortal Zhang Zhanhong.

Kill them all!
The monsterized Zhang Zhanhong lost consciousness and even forgot to dodge. He stepped forward, his movements were swift and fierce. Every time he released chakra, it was a precise blow. The powerful third-level infected creature was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of him.

Kill, kill, kill!

An Yu stood in the distance, staring at Zhang Zhanhong's back, his eyes full of complexity.

At this moment, Zhang Zhanhong was completely relying on instinct to fight. After being strengthened by Huo Ying, his instinct alone turned Zhang Zhanhong into a sophisticated killing machine. The dense attacks of the scorpion swarm were all avoided by Zhang Zhanhong's instinctive reaction, and Zhang Zhanhong's casual punch could smash a level 3 infected scorpion to pieces.

"Okay, stop it."

Zhang Zhanhong knew that he might lose control, so in addition to the Yangshi pistol, Zhang Zhanhong also wore a Yangshi wristband.

After the transformation, Zhang Zhanhong, who had turned into a monster, used two yang stone arm guards and relied on the weak power of the sun inside to repeatedly eliminate the scorpion group composed of more than a dozen infected creatures.

(End of this chapter)