You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

"Boom!"

A thunderclap from nowhere!
A thick, deep purple electric dragon, as thick as a water tank and as solid as a physical object, crackling with destructive energy, suddenly spewed out from the tip of the fork! Without the slightest hesitation, it rushed straight at the genetically armored warrior who had charged forward first, raising his giant bone axe and slashing down fiercely!

The red compound eyes on the armored warrior's visor suddenly contracted, and the bio-engineered warrior inside, driven by the instincts catalyzed by drugs and chips, sensed impending doom!
He tried to retract his giant axe to parry, attempting to unleash the blue energy serrations covering its surface to their fullest potential!

But it was too late! The speed of the purple lightning transcended the material realm; it was a manifestation of the laws of nature!
The blinding lightning instantly engulfed the tall figure!
"Sizzle—BOOM!!!"

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

All that could be heard was a terrifying sizzling sound, like a red-hot iron being pressed into rotten grease!

That expensive bone-white gene armor, with defensive capabilities comparable to the frontal armor of a main battle tank, was utterly vulnerable before this purple lightning, which combined the violent and evil-destroying power of the "Qingwei Yuanjiang Dafa" and the tearing divine power of the origin of the Soul-Splitting Profound Iron Fork!
The hard bone armor was vaporized by the high temperature in one ten-thousandth of a second, exposing the tissue that wrapped the muscles and the metal components and energy channels embedded in the flesh and bones. Like a piece of paper exposed on the surface of a star, it was instantly carbonized, melted and vaporized!
Only a charred and twisted human-shaped mark remained, billowing smoke and emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

The massive, powerful bone axe crashed to the ground with a clang. The scorching, dark red light that lingered on the blade quickly faded, and the blue energy serrations covering its surface had vanished without a trace.

One strike! Just one strike!
A genetically engineered warrior who had just been radiating a menacing aura has turned to ashes!

This terrifying, annihilating power caused the momentum of the ten gene warriors who had just charged forward to involuntarily halt!
Their armored helmets' compound eyes flashed rapidly, and the cold electronic processors seemed unable to instantly comprehend and cope with this force that was completely beyond the limits of their design.

"Scatter! Surround them! War of attrition!"

He can't sustain this kind of outburst for long!

The sinister commanding voice finally took on a distinct air of panic and sternness, forcibly suppressing its fear as it issued the order from the depths of the dense forest.

The remaining ten gene warriors reacted almost instantly, relying on their superhuman coordination! The heavy mechs suddenly stopped, their feet crushing the rubble beneath their feet. They no longer charged in a dense formation, but moved at high speed like ten white phantoms!
They formed two high-speed, counter-rotating encirclements around Chen Yang! The enormous bone axe swung no longer with deadly downward slashes, but instead unleashed incomparably sharp, azure energy scythes, carrying powerful cutting and slowing forces!

These wind sickles were not physical objects, yet they tore through the air, emitting a ghostly howl, sweeping and slicing towards Chen Yang from all directions!
These eerie blue-light wind scythes are not only fast and have bizarre attacks, but they also carry a kind of power that interferes with bioelectric fields, attempting to disrupt the flow of qi and blood and spiritual energy within Chen Yang's body!
This is the "wear and burn" strategy! By using the armored warriors' superior mobility and long-range energy weapons to harass and control the enemy, the strategy forces the opponent to constantly expend energy to resist and evade, ultimately exhausting and killing them!

Meanwhile, Uncle Li is in grave danger!

Although the seven or eight people who attacked him were not genetically armored warriors, they were still elite assassins who had been injected with super-effective gene serums!
They moved with lightning speed, their movements perfectly coordinated. Their strength was enough to tear steel apart with their bare hands, their fists and palm strikes ripping through the air with sharp, piercing whistles! Even more troublesome were their weapons and a strange type of projectile!
One after another, bone spikes, tempered with neurotoxins and with barbed tips, shot out from tricky angles like poisonous bees!

There are also bullets that can burst through the thick, dark gray fog!

This fog has an extremely foul odor and contains potent paralyzing toxins and mind-blocking substances!

Once it gets on your body, it will not only erode your physical vitality, but also greatly hinder the speed of spiritual energy circulation within your meridians! Like swamp silt, it is sluggish, sticky, and prevents you from exerting your full strength!
With the help of the "Immovable Mountain Cloak" and the earthen-yellow tortoise shell armor he had switched to, Uncle Li withstood several volleys of poison needles and heavy blows from fists and palms! With each heavy blow, the earthen-yellow spiritual light on the tortoise shell armor fluctuated violently, the cracks widened, and Uncle Li's blood and qi churned endlessly.

Even more deadly are those poisonous fumes!
He couldn't completely isolate it immediately, so he could only forcibly circulate the "Qingwei Yuanjiang Great Method" to try to expel the toxins and sluggish power that had invaded his body, which distracted his precious energy and spiritual power!

"You old fool! Your shell won't hold up for long! Let's see how much longer you can last!"

"Even immortals would falter under the influence of the 'Stagnation of Spirit Blood Miasma'! Prepare to die!"

A double-hook assassin, moving with incredible speed, used the dense fog as cover, moving like a venomous snake. The hooks gleamed with a poisonous, eerie blue light. Taking advantage of the slight stiffness shown when Uncle Li was forced back by a powerful punch and his tortoise shell shield blocked the attack, the assassin viciously stabbed at Uncle Li's side ribs! The angle was tricky, and the timing was perfect!

Another burly man, wielding a pair of heavy iron maces, roared like a human bull and charged recklessly to Uncle Li's side. He swung his bowl-sized iron maces down with the force of a collapsing mountain! The violent power, combined with the slowing effect of the thick fog, created a fatal blow!
One yin and one yang!
One skillful, the other fierce!
Uncle Li's breath hitched! His internal energy was slowed down by the toxins and miasma, the fierce wind pressing down on him made his scalp tingle, and the biting cold like a venomous snake spitting its tongue was unavoidable!
The "Immovable Mountain Cloak" can withstand the blows of an iron mace, but it might not be able to stop the vicious double hooks that specifically target the inner armor! If the hook tips pierce even a small gap in the protective aura... the deadly poison could kill him instantly!
In that critical moment, a fierce and resolute look flashed in Uncle Li's eyes!
He gritted his teeth and forcefully reversed part of the "Qingwei Yuanjiang Zhenli" that was already trying its best to expel the miasma from his body, and sent it surging towards his waist!

This is equivalent to actively allowing the meridians to withstand some of the impact and tearing in exchange for a burst of defense in an instant!

"Roar!"

A short, suppressed growl of pain escaped his throat! The earthen-yellow tortoise shell on his waist solidified instantly!
He abandoned some of his defense against the iron mace on his head, gambling that his strong frame could withstand the first fierce blow, and he also had to block the insidious double hooks first!
The cost was enormous!

This is a life-or-death struggle!

It looked as if the tips of the double hooks were about to peck through the protective qi and tortoise shell aura on his waist like venomous snakes!

A savage grin of wild joy appeared in the eyes of the burly man wielding the mace!

A cold, afterimage-like streak of dark light appeared, as if it had crossed directly from another dimension! It was faster than the reaction of thought! Faster than the perception of sight!

"Pfft!"

A wrist tightly gripping the poisoned double hooks, along with the eerie hooks gleaming with a blue light, was severed cleanly at the root! Blood splattered out like spray paint!

Thick black blood spurted from the severed wrist, which, along with the blue-black double hooks, fell to the ground with a thud. The assassin holding the hooks froze abruptly, his wild joy turning into a blank, bewildered expression. He looked down at his bleeding arm, and then a surge of excruciating pain overwhelmed him. He let out a shrill, distorted scream, like a rooster being strangled.

"Ah—my hand!"

The inhuman scream tore through the air of the chaotic battle, causing the burly man wielding the mace to pause in his downward strike!
He stared in disbelief at the burst of blood mist before his eyes!
In that very instant!

A figure enveloped in deep purple lightning shattered the pervasive "Stagnant Spirit Blood Mist" as if teleporting, and the violent airflow tore open a hole in the mist! Chen Yang's Soul-Splitting Profound Iron Fork carried lingering lightning and astonishing heat.

With a loud "boom," it struck the side of the falling iron mace with perfect accuracy!

Clang—Snap!!!

Amidst the ear-piercing clang of metal, the iron mace, as thick as a bowl and powerful enough to shatter rocks, was actually bent! The immense recoil caused the burly man, as strong as a bull, to have his tiger's mouth split open, his arms trembling violently as if about to break, and he staggered back several steps, each step leaving a deep crater in the rocks!

"Uncle Li! Retreat!" Chen Yang shouted sharply, his voice like thunder, jolting the still-shaken Uncle Li back to reality.

Uncle Li was no ordinary man either; he instantly seized this critical opportunity.

The tortoise shell on his waist instantly shone with spiritual light and stabilized. Without even glancing at the double-hook assassin clutching his arm and screaming in pain, or the mace-wielding giant who had been knocked back, he took advantage of the gap in the encirclement formation torn apart by Chen Yang's charge, pushed the concealment of his aura in the "Immovable Mountain Cloak" to the extreme, and his figure shot back like a wisp of smoke towards the mountain path he had come from!

"Chase them! Don't let them..."

Before the sinister command from high in the dense forest had even landed, Chen Yang's icy gaze, like a tangible ice pick, pierced fiercely at the source of his voice!

"Your opponent is me."

Before he finished speaking, the remaining ten genetically armored warriors who were about to chase after Uncle Li were locked in place by a sudden, even heavier and more ferocious aura!

It was as if ten invisible mountains had crashed down on their armor, the heavy, bone-white armor creaking under the weight! The warriors piloting the armor felt an immense fear, originating from the very depths of their being, grip their hearts, and they abruptly halted their pursuit!

Just as Uncle Li's figure completely disappeared into the dark forest—

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

……

A dozen or so dark figures, like giant crocodiles lurking in a dark swamp, silently appeared in every corner around Chen Yang, blocking all possible escape routes for him.

Unlike the thugs who besieged the area and the genetically engineered warriors who were killed earlier.

These newly appeared men in black were tall and imposing, exuding a restrained yet dangerous aura.

They were also wearing bone-white armor similar to the genetically engineered warriors who had been killed before, but the style was more streamlined and simple. The curved lines covering their entire bodies exuded a cold, hard industrial aesthetic, and the shimmering blue aura at the key joints was noticeably deeper.

Instead of heavy, massive bone axes, they wielded bone energy swords shaped like wrist blades but over a meter long, with dark red light flowing silently along their blades, condensed like liquid and radiating an aura of destruction.

What's most chilling is the eyes beneath their visors—not cold electronic eyes, but through the dark visors of their helmets, you can see pairs of inhuman eyes with gleaming scarlet vertical pupils!
The oppressive aura emanating from each of the black-clad armored warriors far surpassed that of the eleven who had just been killed!
Chen Yang's gaze swept over it, and his heart sank slightly.

He could clearly sense that these people possessed an extremely powerful life force, faintly exuding a unique "celestial" charm, as if it were a mark left after shedding their mortal form.

But at this moment, this aura, which should have been ethereal and transcendent, was brutally activated, distorted, and polluted by the violent bio-energy flowing within the armor, forming a mixed force field that was both ferocious and chilling!

"The remains of a true immortal?"

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered these words. Li Rou's voice resounded solemnly deep within his mind.

"Yes.

But they were bound by genetic shackles, becoming the living core of these armors! Be careful, Brother Yang, the power flowing within them is incredibly sinister, far surpassing the flawed products of the past!

A man in black, positioned directly in front of Chen Yang, gently raised his bone sword.

His movements were casual, yet the armor emitted a high-frequency, slight hum, like the low growl of a giant beast before it roared.

"Good taste."

His voice, filtered through the mask, had a husky, metallic quality.

"A vessel chosen as a carrier by the specially made 'fourth-generation source essence potion' must naturally have sufficient 'height' to unleash the true power of 'Heavenly Dao'! How dare these mere failures from previous generations compare to us?"

His scarlet vertical pupils locked onto Chen Yang, his killing intent almost tangible.

"A remnant of the Qingwei Sect... Chen Yang? I thought he was just a minor trouble, but I didn't expect a big fish like you to run into me."

He pointed his bone sword forward, and the dark red light at the tip of the sword suddenly intensified.

"Today, in this place, is the anniversary of your death!"

The voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of judgment.

The moment the last word was uttered, time seemed to freeze!

Sixteen dark red energy sword beams shot out simultaneously from all directions without warning! Their speed was off the charts! It was impossible to detect any trajectory of the swords; the sword beams seemed to have been frozen in space before suddenly bursting forth!
Each sword strike locked onto Chen Yang's vital points, the air it cut through emitting a piercing, mournful sound like countless panes of glass shattering simultaneously!
Even more terrifying, at the same time as the sword light erupted, the thick bone armor on the sixteen black-clad warriors suddenly thinned and expanded, emitting a piercing hydraulic sound!
The space behind them was generating high-frequency shockwaves that were visible to the naked eye, resembling ripples of a deep blue water!
With this strange power superimposed, the speed of the gene-armored warriors driven by the sixteen "True Immortal Cauldrons" has already surpassed the limits of thought!
Chen Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light! Without the slightest hesitation, the "Qingwei Yuanjiang Great Technique" had already reached its peak! The instant the words "Anniversary of Death" rang out, he had raised all his senses to the limit! Prediction! Only by predicting beyond the trajectory of his opponent's attack!
"boom!"

The Soul-Splitting Iron Fork ignited the raging purple lightning once more!
He didn't even look at the dark red sword lights that were thrusting towards him; his body twisted and turned strangely as if it had no bones!
"Sizzle! Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!"

A series of teeth-grinding tearing sounds!

His high-quality defensive robe instantly bore seven or eight deep, bone-revealing gashes! Two of them narrowly grazed his throat and heart! The corrosive power attached to the dark red sword light frantically drilled into the wounds, burning his meridians! (End of Chapter)