The ultra-high speed crystal train sped past. With a "Pop" sound, like an egg breaking, the mysterious old man was hit head-on. In a thousandth of a second, he was torn to pieces. Under the surging spiritual energy bombardment, his severed limbs were instantly vaporized. Even his most basic cells were annihilated, vanishing without a trace!
Li Yao only saw a flash of red light before the mysterious old man completely disappeared!
He somewhat helplessly sighed in his heart.
Growing up in the Artifact Graveyard, a terrifying place where danger lurked in every corner, people dying was a common occurrence. Not to mention, in his strange dreams, he had personally experienced death countless times. Therefore, regarding death, Li Yao did not have the extreme fear and discomfort of ordinary people.
However, in the end, it was still a fresh life. For it to disappear in such a tragic manner in front of him, his heart more or less felt somewhat strange.
"This old man is probably a cultivator who has suffered from Qigong Deviation. He must have gone crazy to do such a strange thing." Li Yao inwardly thought.
The crystal train was not disturbed by this small accident. It continued to gallop at high speed, never to return. Soon, it disappeared from sight.
However, Li Yao knew that the guards on the train must have informed the local police department of this matter. There might even be the military. Very soon, a large number of military police would rush over.
As a scavenger in the Artifact Graveyard, his actions could be said to be walking on the edge of the law. He had always avoided dealing with the military police. Li Yao did not want to get into trouble. He tightened his clothes, quickened his pace, and passed through the culvert.
What he didn't know was that on a plane he couldn't see, on the crystal rail bridge, at the place where the mysterious old man had just stood, a transparent crystal humanoid figure that looked exactly like the mysterious old man had appeared. It was somewhat puzzled as it sized up the surroundings. Finally, its eyes lit up as it locked onto the radiant old man.
The transparent crystal humanoid figure suddenly burst apart, turning into thousands of formless crystal fragments. Reflecting the bright moonlight, it was as if tens of thousands of colorful butterflies were fluttering their wings and silently entering Li Yao's body!
"So cold!"
Li Yao felt a bone-chilling cold wind. It was as if something was whispering in his ear, using an extremely ancient and mysterious language, telling him of an indescribable horror. He could not help but shiver.
Weird, it was too weird. He felt his hair stand on end. He tightened his school uniform and started to jog.
It was reasonable to say that once a person started running and moved their limbs, their body should be heating up. However, no matter how Li Yao ran, even running at his maximum speed until he was about to vomit, the chilling coldness followed him like a shadow. It was like a maggot in his bones, swallowing him up inch by inch!
When he stumbled into the house, his entire body had been frozen into a lump of ice. However, from the outside, his face was flushed red and he was sweating profusely. His entire body was surrounded by white fog and hot steam. It was indescribably strange!
"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, I think I'm sick. Hurry and help me onto the bed. Also, look for some fever-reducing talismans from the medicine box!" Li Yao said vaguely, but his vision was turning black. His eyelids were fighting, and without waiting for the Black Wing Sword to fly over, his legs went soft. He had already collapsed on the ground, snoring, and had completely fallen into a deep sleep.
It was as if he had fallen into a deep swamp. His five senses were completely deprived. He was in absolute darkness, without end.
Finally, when he was about to go crazy and was about to beg the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the infinite worlds to simply end his life, his body relaxed. The darkness receded like a tide. He once again breathed in fresh air. The air was a hundred times fresher than the air he had breathed before!
"What is this place?" Li Yao looked around in confusion.
Subconsciously, he knew that he had fallen into a dangerous "nightmare". However, it was different from the "strange dreams" he had in the past. This was clearly a dream with a strong classical style.
He was standing on an incomparably vast drill ground, surrounded by countless towering bronze statues of huge weapons and magical treasures. The drill ground, which covered an area of more than a hundred acres, was actually laid flat on top of a floating mountain.
Below them was a boundless black ocean with huge waves rolling on it!
The stink of sweat and the masculine smell of blood rushed into Li Yao's nostrils and almost suffocated him. Thousands of brawny men with strong limbs and bulging muscles were standing around him. Every brawny man was carrying a giant hammer that seemed to weigh at least a thousand kilograms on their shoulders. They were training hard.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thousands of giant hammers smashed into the ground together. The entire floating mountain shook slightly.
Then, to Li Yao's surprise, he discovered that he had turned into a brawny man over nine feet tall. Even his appearance had changed completely. When he touched his chin with his hand, he found that the stubble on his chin was as sharp as steel needles!
He was also holding a large iron hammer in his hand. The rope holding the handle had been scraped by him, and his palms were wet with blood!
In front of the drill ground, there was a "Juling Shen" that was larger than all the other burly men. It simply didn't look like a human being. It opened its bell-sized eyes and shouted like thunder, "You three thousand five hundred and twenty-seven pieces of trash have officially entered the Hundred Smelting Guild and become low-level servants of the Hundred Smelting Guild. This is the accumulated merit of your ancestors and the blessing of three lifetimes! Our Hundred Smelting Guild is the strongest refining guild in the Great Wasteland World. The rules of the guild are strict. Even a small low-level servant of the guild has to risk his life to cultivate! "
"As low-level servants, you have to carry three thousand pounds of water every day, chop down fifty trees, and go down to the Abyssal Sea to hunt at least ten Spine Sharks. That is your food!"
"However, the most important thing is to cultivate our Hundred Smelting Guild's basic skill, the 'One Hundred and Eight Hands Chaos-Gale Hammer Technique'! All of you listen to me, you pieces of trash. Every day, you have to swing your iron hammers ten thousand times, not a single time less. When you can make a one-foot deep hole in the floor made of 'Gold Essence Stone' in front of you, you will be promoted to 'Blacksmith Handyman', and you will be able to practice even better techniques! "
"Train! Train! Train as if your life is on the line! Ou Yeming, what are you standing there for? Why aren't you training? "
Li Yao still hadn't figured out what was going on, but he discovered that all the burly men were sizing him up with extremely pitiful eyes. His heart suddenly chilled. A fierce whirlwind rushed in front of him. The Juling Shen, who was a hundred feet away, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. It looked down on him from above and stared fiercely at him.
"Ou Yeming, yesterday when we were eating, you were babbling nonsense. You said that in the future you must become the Hundred Smelting Guild's Sect Leader. What? Do you feel that the 'Chaos-Gale Hammer Technique' is too low-level and not suitable for you, the future Sect Leader to cultivate? Fine, today I'll let you experience the might of the One Hundred and Eight Hands Chaos-Gale Hammer Technique. Kill! "
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