With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 288 Final Liberation! Goodbye, Lin Yue!

The moment the three retreated, the ancient shield suddenly dispersed into a rain of needles.

It shot straight at Lu Zhuxiao, who was the most aggressive.

Each strand was brimming with intense demonic energy.

Lu Zhuxiao's face showed bitterness.

He then calmed himself down and prepared to use his body to restrict the mycelium, creating an opportunity for his two comrades beside him.

At this moment, Aoki Succubus's entire face was exposed, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

Lu Zhuxiao plowed the ground with his feet, blood spurting from his tiger's mouth. Looking at the mycelium covering the sky, a chill ran through him.

Suddenly, a dark figure sprang up from behind the ruins.

"die!"

Meng Chuan's twin blades were wrapped with extremely dense Five Elements True Qi.

The muscles, now 200% unleashed, stretched the inner armor of the magic rabbit, making a "crunching" sound as it tore.

Countless lumps composed purely of muscle surged wildly. The body, already five times stronger than others of the same realm, unleashed terrifying power and speed under the impetus of the final liberation.

The comprehensive improvement that "Liberation" brings to the body is a percentage enhancement based on the original normal state.

Meng Chuan didn't know if there was an upper limit to this effect, but at this moment he felt the surging power and felt that he had already exceeded the limit.

boom--!
After a muffled thud, the force field emanating from his body was no match for a third-rank True Martial.

Then came a cracking sound.

The moment the force field shattered, Meng Chuan swung his left fist out, striking the succubus's brow with lightning speed.

At this moment, the other party had already come to their senses, and their pupils suddenly turned to meet Meng Chuan's gaze.

Followed by.

Within a radius of several dozen meters around the two, all power was enveloped by an inexplicable force of absorption.

It's like collapsing into a bottomless quagmire.

The second-level expert from the outer school behind Meng Chuan, who was holding a knife, exclaimed in surprise.

The true energy attached to it was dissolved almost entirely without a sound.

He quickly retreated, moving away from the land affected by this force.

Countless dark golden mycelia spread out and simultaneously turned backward.

Its sharp point was aimed directly at Meng Chuan's back, showing no intention of defending.

This is also its wisdom. As a high-ranking demon with raging demonic flames, how could the opponent's speed match its own?
Coincidentally, Meng Chuan thought the same thing as him!
With his left arm still extended, and his body fully unleashed, he created a completely silent and oppressive atmosphere around him.

A long-dormant killing intent quietly mixed into the true energy.

The immense power, generating a terrifying impact like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, instantly pierced the Heavenly Demon's brow.

Rustling sound—!
Like withered leaves brushing against stone steps in late autumn, the mycelium then breaks through the surface with a rustling sound, accompanied by a slight sense of stagnation.

But it did pierce through in the end; it was slightly faster.

As the "golden needle" penetrated deeper into the skin, the sound turned into a series of soft, popping sounds, like raindrops breaking through a spider web, each one accompanied by a subtle squeezing and separation of the skin and flesh.

A sinister smile crept across Aoki Succubus's lips.

Next, Meng Chuan was met with a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chuan also burst into loud laughter.

His muscles suddenly contracted, his flesh twisted around the hyphae like a living thing, his muscle fibers were like countless steel cables, and his membranes trembled wildly, tightly gripping his exposed roots.

The dark golden mycelium twisted and struggled wildly, but it seemed to have fallen into a hydraulic press, constantly making "squeaking" and breaking sounds.

The succubus's face twitched, and the pain, which was felt at her core, was excruciating.

At this moment, its mycelium was trapped as if it were stuck in an iron wall, unable to move forward or backward!

Before he could even pull away, his left fist blade slammed into his brow like a torrent.

boom--! ! !
The succubus's head exploded with a thud, and before the dark green liquid could even splatter, it was vaporized into a foul mist by the residual force of the punch.

All the people saw was the dark figure withdraw his fist and stand up, the headless mutilated body in front of him swayed, and then he knelt down with a thud!
The whole process was like a flash of lightning, ending in a tenth of a second.

At this moment, Lu Zhuxiao's spear tip still contained half a strand of true energy, and he was about to rush forward and kill.

Upon seeing this, his Adam's apple bobbed.

"You are Meng Chuan?"

He sensed a familiar scent from this ridiculously large man whose muscles were exaggerated to the point of bursting and whose height was equivalent to three of his own.

The sharp blades he carried in his hands also proved his identity.

"Master Lu, it's me."

Meng Chuan grinned.

The remaining two were also dumbfounded, staring intently at Meng Chuan as he slowly landed.

The military commander looked completely dazed, losing all his usual calm and composed leadership qualities.

The extreme liberation state cannot be maintained for too long, and Meng Chuan needs to conserve his strength to deal with the dangers that may occur later.

His body shrank dramatically, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to a size that was only slightly exaggerated compared to a normal person.

Then, feeling the restlessness within his body, the muscles beneath his skin suddenly exerted force, twisting together to form a dense net, firmly binding the dragon demon and preventing it from escaping.

The dragon demon was getting extremely anxious.

Although it was already full, it was determined to eat the supreme delicacy of the Upper Heavenly Demon Core, even if it meant being stuffed to death.

No matter how restless Meng Chuan was, once he returned, the lightning-covered whip fell on his body and he became obedient.

When he came to his senses, he realized that his demonic core, along with his brain matter, had just flown out and landed right next to him.

He stepped forward and shook the container to remove the green juice.

A pure, flawless green crystal came into view.

"A high-level demon core, keep it safe, this thing is extremely valuable."

Lu Zhuxiao's voice came from beside him. Meng Chuan nodded and then put it in his backpack.

The most expensive item of its kind he had ever seen in the United University Mall was the Mist Nightmare Core, which cost a whopping 800 credits.

This [Aoki Succubus] is outrageously powerful.

Compared to the core of the Nightmare, its price should be at least higher.

"If the university doesn't give me at least 1000 credits, I'll sell myself to HanHai."

The success in killing the opponent was due to perfect timing, location, and support. If it weren't for the three of them engaging in a direct confrontation, it would have given him the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

If they faced off head-on, he would be no match for this great demon.

Even a newly ascended Heavenly Demon cannot achieve 200% liberation, which can only last for a few minutes.

If Meng Chuan cannot kill the opponent within the allotted time.

Once the body can no longer maintain its speed and begins to fall, it will be difficult to run away.

Coming back to his senses, he heard Lu Zhuxiao hesitate for a moment, then ask in a low voice:

"Um... is this a method of external martial arts training?"

He was referring to Meng Chuan's terrifying posture just now.

"Yes, Master Lu, I am quite compatible with several of the hard skills of the Taoist school."

After practicing to a certain level, I developed my own unique style, but the changes in my body were also related to my inherent characteristics.

Meng Chuan had already planned this out; he would tell everyone he met that.

There were no loopholes whatsoever; everything was traceable based on his growth trajectory.

"Oh, I see."

Meng Chuan started practicing boxing in preparatory school, mastering several hard skills.

He had always known how talented this kid was in this area.

It seems that since Meng Chuan broke through his first major limit, he has begun to slowly realize his talent.

Gradually, the garrison troops who had retreated earlier arrived as the sounds from the battlefield subsided.

Seeing the humanoid demon dead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The commander looked at his adjutant's somewhat broken body, which was being ravaged by the poisonous miasma, and silently took off his coat and covered him with it.

Then, he turned around and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Meng Chuanzheng.

The voice was hoarse yet powerful:
"Thanks to this brother who turned the tide, otherwise the casualties today would have been even greater."

The garrison of Chencang will forever remember this life-saving grace!

He paused, then suddenly bowed deeply to Meng Chuan and the other two:

"On behalf of all the people of the city, I thank all the martial arts masters for risking their lives to protect us!"

"Alright, Commander Wang, let's not talk about anything else for now."

"Hurry up and clear out Chencang first."

"Alright, let's continue!"

time flies.

At 9:30 a.m., the sunlight shone directly on this "blood-red city".

An hour earlier, Meng Chuan had considered that his physical strength had decreased due to fighting all night.

He then joined the others in their actions, sweeping away all the demons within sight.

Within the group of martial artists, one figure gazed at Meng Chuan, whose imposing figure stood at the very front of the group.

His expression was quite complex, as if he was both afraid and resentful.

This person was none other than Lin Yue, the rootless one.

He came along with Yan Hua and the others.

He was hiding in the middle of the group, trying not to be noticed by Meng Chuan.

Lin Yue was wary that the other party might suddenly attack and kill him.

However, he underestimated the perception of martial artists. In fact, Meng Chuan had already discovered this kid long ago.

I just couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

With so many people around and the net overhead, he needs to maintain a positive image.
Lin Yue shrank back while subconsciously reaching out to touch the bag on his back.

Because he has treasures in his bag.

It is a very unique burl, pale purple with golden veins.

This was something Lin Yue had obtained from a dead wooden puppet.

Its appearance was completely different from that of ordinary tree burls, and he concluded that he had struck gold.

"If the human body can break through several limits and embark on the path of a martial arts master, then why can't the Heavenly Demon mutate?"

Lin Yue felt he was about to strike it rich. He would take this thing back to Yan Hua and have someone knowledgeable study it carefully.

If it's useful to him, Lin Yue will keep it to enhance his own strength.

If it's useless, it's not bad to get a lot of credits in return.

Perhaps his mind was consumed by resentment, and he didn't consider any other possibilities.

Inside the backpack, which was out of sight, the "mutated" tumor seemed to come alive, twitching slightly as if breathing.
3pm.

Meng Chuan was somewhat exhausted after fighting for such a long time and at such a high frequency.

His senses swept around him, but he found no trace of the Heavenly Demon.

Starting from around 2 PM, only a small number of demons hiding in the shadows remained and were not eliminated.

The garrison commander at the front waved to signal everyone to stay put and rest.

After Meng Chuan stood still, he twisted his neck to relax.

"Try this."

The commander handed him something that looked like an oral liquid.

Seeing that the demons had almost completely wiped out the city, the residents were about to reclaim their homes.

Commander Wang even joked, which was rare for him:
"This is a good thing. It restores health and mana. It's a special supply exclusively for the military."

"Thanks."

Meng Chuan smiled and drank it down.

Looking at the promising young martial artist before him, Commander Wang couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"Such a talented general, how wonderful it would be if he could join the army."

It wasn't just because Meng Chuan was incredibly strong; his personality also suited him perfectly.

But then he reconsidered, considering the talent and potential that Meng Chuan had shown.

The Northern Union University, the supreme martial arts hall of the Great Chu, is the most suitable place for him to soar.

(End of this chapter)