I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 167: 168: The Ruthless Ou Yezi

Chapter 167: Chapter 168: The Ruthless Ou Yezi

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Li Xiaobai wordlessly opened the car door, and the old beggar got inside, continuously urging, “Boss, start the car, let’s go!”

“What was that you said just now, about that monster being obliterated in the blink of an eye?”

“I was contemplating a supreme immortal technique, which caused my cultivation level to fluctuate between the tangible and intangible. To the me back then, Flesh Mountain indeed could have been wiped out with a flick of my wrist, but at this moment, my cultivation level is in an illusory state, unsuitable for confronting an enemy head-on.”

The old beggar said this with a straight face, without a hint of embarrassment.

Li Xiaobai’s forehead blackened with frustration, thinking, what is this fluctuation between the tangible and intangible? Isn’t that just a fancy way of saying that your power fails when it’s needed most?

Can’t you be straightforward? What’s the point of all these fancy phrases?

The tentacles had already entwined around the Lamborghini, and threads of blood-red smoke coupled with a nauseating fishy smell began to waft through the gaps in the windows.

Li Xiaobai quickly took out more than ten top-grade Spirit Stones and threw them all into the fuel tank, then floored the accelerator and jerked the steering wheel harshly.

The ground trembled, the engine roared, and two blazing flames shot out of the exhaust, burning off the tentacles wrapped around the car. The Lamborghini sped off like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.

Feeling the car’s lightning speed, the old beggar let out a long sigh of relief.

“It’s no wonder they say this is the age of the young. When it comes to critical moments, you kids are more reliable.”

The old beggar fiddled with the leather seats next to him, clicking his tongue in amazement.

“Old man, with your level of cultivation, why do you hide your identity and live in Ancient Moon City?”

Li Xiaobai had a belly full of questions about the old beggar.

“The old beggar has been living in Ancient Moon City for about a decade, just to find a certain something. As for hiding my cultivation level, I’ve never concealed it. Every time I tell the truth, you young folks never believe me.”

Li Xiaobai had no words. The old beggar always claimed to be the greatest in the universe, the number one under heaven—other than an idiot, probably no one would believe him.

“Then what are you looking for in Ancient Moon City, old man? My shops have spread throughout the city by now; maybe I could help you look for it,” Li Xiaobai said, attempting to pry some information.

“Heh, you won’t find it. That thing is within Zhenyuan Country, and as for what exactly it is, even the old beggar doesn’t know.”

The old beggar’s eyes flickered towards Ouyang Shuanger, as if hiding something.

This old man was shrewd and not easily fooled; Li Xiaobai noticed that ever since the old man got in the car, everyone inside had automatically remained silent, no longer speaking.

Even Su Mei’er from the Hehuan Sect, who was usually playful and mischievous, was unusually quiet, not making a peep.

Li Xiaobai thought back to a rumor he’d heard a month ago about Elder Tianwu. At the time, Li Family’s young master, Li Ya, had said that the old man bore a striking resemblance to Elder Tianwu—it was either him or his descendent.

At the time, Li Xiaobai didn’t believe it, but now, considering the old man’s unfathomable cultivation level and the tip of the iceberg he had revealed of his abilities, it seemed not without possibility.

The old beggar seemed to have also noticed the silent, oppressive atmosphere in the car and took the initiative to speak up: “Boss Li, the people you have here are quite interesting, from all corners of the world, and even a monk living in peace with a witch—that’s quite the comprehension.”

“Senior flatters me; this humble monk is dull-witted and has yet to grasp the threshold of Buddhist Law,” Monk Wang said hurriedly.

“Monks are just hypocrites.”

The old beggar picked at his toes and said casually.

“You dirty old man, your vulgar acts have degraded the quality of our ride!”

Ji Wuqing’s face was full of disgust, he could already smell the pungent odor coming from the old beggar’s feet.

“This is to promote blood circulation and is beneficial for one’s health, what would a mere chicken like you understand?”

The old beggar said disdainfully, eyes fixed outside the car.

Outside, streaks of light flashed through the void, aiming straight for the heart of Flesh Mountain in the void—the survivors from the Secret Realm were making their move.

However, at most they were cultivators at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage; they stood no chance against Flesh Mountain.

The massive lumps of flesh trembled lightly, and the thick Blood Qi erupted from them, striking down several experts, while the resentment contained in the Blood Qi released by Flesh Mountain itself grew denser. At such close proximity, one’s mind and spirit would be corrupted in an instant.

When Flesh Mountain had yet to awaken, many experts at the Tribulation Crossing Stage already perished in its caves; now its power was increasing exponentially, these experts alone were far from enough to withstand it.

It was a pity, though, for the Space Rings in their hands, such abundant resources were now out of his reach.

At that moment, another part of the sky in the Secret Realm suddenly roared with thunder.

The sky turned purple-red, thunder brewing and spreading a terrifying aura that could make one shiver; it was an aura more formidable than that of Flesh Mountain, signifying destruction.

“This is Heavenly Tribulation!”

“Someone actually chose this critical moment to undergo tribulation!”

“Anyone capable of Tribulation Crossing is an extraordinary talent. Judging by the power of this Heavenly Tribulation, this person’s cultivation level is unfathomable. If he intervenes, perhaps he could stop Flesh Mountain!”

Watching the dreadful thunder brewing in the sky, the cultivators were terrified.

A single Flesh Mountain had already scared them witless, and now there suddenly appeared an expert undergoing Heavenly Tribulation. This divine punishment was sacred and inviolable, representing the most powerful force in the world. If they were caught in the crossfire, not a single cultivator in the Secret Realm would survive.

Thin silver serpents of lightning flashed, the small world began to collapse, and the sky became like a shattered mirror covered with cracks.

The thunder was converging on the location of Flesh Mountain; clearly, the cultivator who triggered the Heavenly Tribulation was planning to use it to eradicate Flesh Mountain.

The Blood Qi within Flesh Mountain was of a sinister nature, while the heavenly thunder was the purest form of masculine energy, the perfect counter to Flesh Mountain. The aura of Heavenly Tribulation spread, instantly melting away the blood-red fog that pervaded the Secret Realm.

Many cultivators, previously insane with fear, slowly calmed down and regained their senses.

The violent tendrils that slaughtered cultivators rapidly retracted, guarding beside the heart of Flesh Mountain, as Heavenly Tribulation posed a threat to it.

A streak of escaping light soared up, and a figure flickered, wrapped in thunderous fury as it crashed down upon the body at the heart of Flesh Mountain.

Blinding electric flashes pierced through Flesh Mountain’s massive body; within the huge chunks of flesh, foul juices splattered, and countless tendrils in the void surged toward that figure, enveloping it tightly.

The old beggar praised, “That cultivator is something, undergoing the Mahayana Realm’s Heavenly Tribulation and still being able to focus enough to use the Heavenly Tribulation to break through Flesh Mountain—that’s some boldness.”

Li Xiaobai’s eyes showed surprise, he was well aware of the direction from which the lightning had come—it was Ou Yezi who had refined many cultivators.

It seemed the Sect Leader’s plan had succeeded, forcing the refinement of all cultivators within the artificial small world, now amidst a breakthrough that had drawn the Heavenly Tribulation.

Using the power of Heavenly Tribulation to face off against such a terrifying entity was fierce indeed.

Countless tendrils formed a mass, tightly enveloping Ou Yezi within, while thunder roared in the void, slicing across the sky, striking at the massive lumps of flesh…

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