Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

Upon realizing this, he also unleashed his combat power index.

【6592……13265……18523……22756】

This is the base combat strength without using the Ghost Wolf Blade or the [Angel's Blessing].

But it was enough to deal with this group of men in black robes.

Without uttering a word, the man in black robes, like a killing machine receiving orders, instantly transformed into several blurry black shadows.

With a sharp, swift wind, it attacked Lan Tianyu's vital points from different directions and with cunning and ruthless angles!

"court death!"

Lan Tianyu's eyes flashed with cold light, his killing intent boiling.

He didn't even release his internal energy; instead of retreating, he advanced, preparing to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the group of black-robed figures.

He wants an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

He wanted to replicate exactly how the expedition team was injured onto these men in black robes.

boom!

Several muffled, heart-stopping sounds of flesh colliding rang out almost simultaneously.

The four dark figures that rushed towards them were sent flying backward at an even faster speed than when they arrived, crashing heavily into the warehouse walls or steel frames with a loud bang.

On their chests or necks, there was a clear, terrifying fist or palm print.

However, a strange scene happened.

These black-robed men, who had suffered injuries that could have killed someone instantly, merely twisted their bodies strangely for a moment before stiffly standing up again.

They seemed oblivious to the pain; their eyes beneath the masks remained unmoved as they charged forward once more, fearless of death.

"He's definitely not human!"

Lan Tianyu snorted coldly, his suspicions confirmed.

He no longer held back, his figure flashing like a ghost in the warehouse.

Click!

puff!

The sounds of bones cracking and limbs tearing rang out one after another.

Faced with absolute power and speed, these eerie black-robed figures were easily dismantled like rag dolls.

One had his throat crushed, one had his arm torn off, and one had his spine broken by a kick.

The last one was grabbed by the neck by Lan Tianyu with one hand and slammed to the ground, causing the hard cement floor to crack.

Lan Tianyu crouched down and ripped off the skull mask from the black-robed man's face.

Beneath the mask was a bloodless, ashen face, like that of a corpse.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, his pupils were unfocused, and he had no vitality whatsoever that belonged to a living person.

Even more bizarrely, there seemed to be an extremely tiny, strange rune mark on his neck, emitting a faint black aura.

"This is a martial corpse!"

Lan Tianyu muttered to himself.

This is not a baseless guess, but rather an analysis based on the original text.

Only martial corpses possess these characteristics.

In the entire Gold Dimension, only Black Dragon has the ability to create and control such emotionless robots that only know how to kill!

"Black dragon!"

Lan Tianyu squeezed out the name through gritted teeth, his eyes gleaming with icy coldness.

He stood up, looking at the scattered boxes of medicinal herbs on the ground, and the remains of several completely lifeless martial corpses, his anger still burning.

Because the culprit has not yet been brought to justice!

The zombie has no consciousness; it only obeys the commands of passersby.

Clearly, this was ordered by the Black Dragon to send the zombie warriors to steal the medicinal herbs.

This blood debt must be repaid in blood by the black dragon behind the scenes.

……

The Court of Military Tribunal.

Underground secret room.

There is not a single ray of light here.

Only viscous, almost tangible demonic energy surged, emanating a nauseatingly evil aura.

Central location.

A gaunt figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He wore a loose, pure black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, revealing only a chillingly deep darkness.

This person was none other than Black Dragon.

Suddenly, the black dragon's body shuddered violently.

Just now, he sensed that several strands of the ethereal miasma within his body had disappeared.

"The zombie warriors I sent out have been killed!"

Black Dragon's voice was hoarse and dry, yet it contained an overwhelming killing intent.

This is not just a matter of losing a few tools.

The destruction of the martial corpse directly backfired on him, the controller.

In particular, he is currently at a crucial juncture in his attempt to break through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

This sudden backlash ripped a deep crack into his nearly completed demonic art.

"puff!"

A mouthful of dark, foul blood gushed out uncontrollably, merging into the churning demonic energy.

The rampant and out-of-control demonic energy surged and raged within his body, tearing apart his meridians and assaulting his mind, almost causing him to suffer a qi deviation on the spot!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The black dragon roared madly, its withered body trembling violently from extreme rage.

The demonic energy surrounding him was like boiling magma, violently impacting the underground chamber and producing dull thuds.

The entire secret room trembled slightly under his rage.

At that moment, he really wanted to rush out of the basement.

Find that ant who dared to destroy his martial corpse and ruin his plans.

They tore his tendons and bones off, and tortured him for three days and three nights.

But his demonic powers are about to reach their peak.

If you stop practicing, not only will all your previous efforts be wasted, but you may also suffer irreversible backlash.

"what!!"

The black dragon let out a wild, unwilling roar, its scarlet eyes filled with an extreme sense of madness fueled by unfulfilled frustration.

His green-glowing fingers dug deep into the hard floor, leaving deep marks.

At this moment, the black dragon resembled a ferocious beast chained up.

Despite possessing immense power, they are trapped in this tiny space and can only unleash their most violent roars.

After venting his anger for a long time, Black Dragon finally managed to suppress it.

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【039】A chance encounter with Xiao Ci!

After venting his anger for a long time, Black Dragon finally managed to suppress it.

"The most urgent task is to collect enough herbs to further improve my Heavenly Demon Fusion. I can deal with the minor details after I break through."

He took a deep breath, forcefully focused his mind, and began to form hand seals.

After a while, more than a dozen figures entered the secret room.

They were dressed in the same style of black robes and wore skull masks; they were the martial corpses created by the Black Dragon.

"Go to various places to collect medicinal herbs at all costs. If anyone obstructs you, kill them without mercy!"

Black Dragon issued the order without a shred of emotion.

The group of zombie warriors knelt on one knee and silently accepted the order.

Then, their figures blended into the darkness and vanished instantly.

……

The night was deep, and there were few vehicles on the roads on the outskirts of the city.

Lan Tianyu's figure appeared like a ghost, preparing to teleport back to the hospital.

However, just as he was about to leave...

A scream filled with terror and anger came from a dimly lit alley not far away.

"Ah! Let go! Give me back my bag!"

Immediately following was a few raucous laughs.

"Hehe, little sister, don't be so stingy. We're a bit short on cash lately, so we're just asking to borrow some money from you."

"Don't refuse a polite toast only to suffer the consequences!"

Normally, Lan Tianyu might not bother with such trivial matters, much less think about playing the hero and rescuing the damsel in distress.

But at this moment, he was simmering with a burning anger and resentment that he had nowhere to vent.

These few petty thugs who ran into the line of fire were perfect targets for venting their anger.

His eyes turned cold, and he teleported to the front.

In the alley, three young thugs with dyed yellow hair and wearing ripped jeans were surrounding a girl.

One of the tall thugs was clutching a faded canvas backpack tightly in his hand.

The other two men, grinning, blocked the girl's path, preventing her from snatching the item.

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure, and was wearing a similarly faded but clean T-shirt and jeans.

She had neat, short chestnut hair, but now, due to anger and struggle, a few strands clung to her smooth forehead.

Even in dim lighting, her exquisitely beautiful face, which could be described as stunning, was still undeniable.

But at this moment, those bright eyes were filled with anxiety, anger, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

"Give me back my bag!"

The girl's voice was choked with sobs as she desperately tried to snatch back her backpack, but the two thugs easily pushed her away.

She thought she had been careful enough, but she never expected to have such bad luck today, even running into thugs while taking a back road home.

I should have known better than to work the night shift...

But if I don't work the night shift, I can't find a job.

After all, she was unregistered; she didn't even have an ID card...

"Tsk, you guys are really shameless, three grown men bullying a little girl."

Lan Tianyu's cold voice was like a cold wind blowing through an alley.

The three thugs were startled and turned around abruptly.

Seeing that there was only one person standing at the alley entrance, and that he looked like a well-dressed young man, he immediately became arrogant again.