"The sixth layer of defense has been destroyed."
"It's fine. From the seventh layer onward, all the bases are within the Sacred Land. The prowess of the Netherworld Dojo has been increased through the extraction of ether particles..."
Before he finished his words, Fang Xingjian had already plunged headfirst into the seventh layer of defense. The faint yellow defensive light was broken through layer by layer, as if they were pieces of paper.
"Damn it," the Phantom Knight bellowed furiously, "Are Number 9 and Number 10 not here yet?"
The adjutant reported, "There are too many restrictions on the two of them. The technical team is still helping them remove the restrictions. They can probably only be placed before the ninth layer of defense..."
As they spoke, six light pillars burst out from behind Fang Xingjian, sweeping against the eighth layer of defense. The barrier started to melt at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.
The Phantom Knight waved his hand and said, "Get them to speed up."
In the image, Fang Xingjian had already penetrated through the entire eighth layer of defense within a short few minutes. He brought along a series of afterimages as he headed toward the ninth layer.
Not long later, a dazzling golden layer of defense that seemed to be made from pure gold appeared before him. There were all sorts of unknown words and images engraved on it. They looked like some kind of incantation, flashing with a mysterious glow.
Fang Xingjian did not take a closer look at the ninth layer of defense. Instead, he looked at the area in front of the ninth layer of defense. Two huge steel coffins were erected there, and waves of strong malicious intent kept on coming out from the coffins.
The blatant malicious intent seemed as if it wanted to destroy all the beautiful things in the world.
Just as Fang Xingjian was looking at the two coffins, two bangs rang out, and the coffins' doors opened. The malicious intent from earlier became even stronger, and Fang Xingjian could even feel as if there were ferocious beasts using their tongues to lick his skin.
At the next moment, a pitch-black foot was lifted up from the coffins. Then a pitch-black man who was so skinny that he looked like a skeleton walked out. His head kept turning, as if he was observing the situation in the surroundings.
...
"He's here!" Fang Qian's eyes were filled with excitement when she saw Number 9 stepping out from the mirror image.
The source of the materials for Number 9 was not just any ordinary material. It was a Demigod powerhouse that they had stolen from a tomb. This Demigod powerhouse was known as the Heavenly Demon more than 500 years ago. He was a strange person who had an eccentric personality since he was young, and his killing intent was boiling.
When he was ten years old, he killed his entire family. When he was eleven years old, he joined the Prime Council. When he was twenty years old, he killed the most powerful expert in the entire council. From then on, he roamed the continent, and wherever he went, there would be bloodshed.
Finally, at the age of twenty-five, he disappeared without a trace.
No one knew where he had gone, and no one knew what had happened to him until the First Prince's subordinates found him in an ancient tomb. He had actually died in the process of robbing the tomb.
After that, they were kept in cold storage for a long period of time as raw materials for weapons. This continued until Fang Qian arrived. She needed the corpses of experts as experimental materials.
The Heavenly Demon's body was cloned and revived, and the organs, bones, and nerves throughout his body were all replaced with the best parts of various ferocious beasts. His consciousness was also awakened by the First Prince performing the Ancient Path of Hell's ultimate technique, the Hell's Soul Replacement Scripture.
Of course, the Ancient Path of Hell's ultimate technique — the Hell's Soul Replacement Scripture — could not really awaken a dead person's consciousness. Instead, it could only channel in a predetermined consciousness.
However, the Hell's Soul Replacement Scripture had been incomplete for a very long time. Even the First Prince could only channel in some of the information he knew about the Heavenly Demon and then rely on the remnant instincts in the Heavenly Demon's body to awaken him.
'The Heavenly Demon … 500 years ago, he was the most brutal and terrifying Demigod in the entire continent. Moreover, after I performed cloning techniques and black magic, not only did his consciousness awaken, but he even obtained an even stronger physical body. '
Due to the fact that the Number 9 and Number 10 experimental bodies were too powerful and had consciousnesses that were hard to control, Fang Qian gave up on channeling her consciousness into their physical bodies. Instead, she used the method of transferring consciousness to control the physical bodies of these experimental bodies.
Therefore, the experimental bodies after Number 10 were just empty shells. Number 9 and Number 10 were the strongest experimental bodies that Fang Qian had created.
Thinking of this, Fang Qian's eyes were filled with excitement. "Let me see your power."
…
At the scene, the Heavenly Demon's head was moving slowly like a rusty gear. Then he took one step at a time, heading in the direction of the exit. From the beginning to the end, he did not even throw a glance at Fang Xingjian.
Tyrande, who had disguised himself as a bangle, observed the Heavenly Demon grimly and reminded Fang Xingjian, "This guy is very dangerous. Extremely dangerous."
"Dangerous?" Fang Xingjian did not look at the Heavenly Demon. Instead, he looked at the steel coffin that was marked with the number '10' and said, "The thing inside is the one that's really troublesome."
"Oh?" Tyrande asked puzzledly, "But why don't I sense any danger?"
"It's because the thing inside has now focused all its killing intent and malicious intent on me," Fang Xingjian's eyes narrowed slightly. "It's as if it's pointing a knife at me."
Just as Fang Xingjian finished saying this, a crimson red figure dashed out from the coffin with a swoosh. It pounced onto the Heavenly Demon like a crimson cheetah.
The figure was covered in crimson red light, looking as if crimson blood was burning. He was on all fours, and his head looked like that of a human's. However, the corners of his mouth were almost at the bottom of his ears, and he was filled with an evil and brutal aura.
A long tail extended out from his tailbone. There was even a long bone spike on it, exuding a cold glow.
The Heavenly Demon's head was pressed down by one of his claws, and the ferocious gleam in his eyes intensified. His palm, which was as dry as firewood, unleashed an explosive power akin to a volcanic eruption, smashing out fiercely toward the strange red figure's head.
However, faced with the Heavenly Demon's counterattack, the strange red figure opened its mouth and swallowed the Heavenly Demon's fist. The Heavenly Demon's fist entered the strange red figure's mouth and was swallowed in one gulp. His entire arm disappeared, as if the Heavenly Demon's fist had no power at all.
The strange red figure licked its mouth and broke into a satisfied smile.
The Heavenly Demon's countenance changed slightly. He felt that his earlier punch had been like a clay ox entering water, unable to hit anything.
Seeing that the strange red figure had opened its mouth and was about to bite him once again, the Heavenly Demon frowned. He felt that the instincts in his body kept on surging. In such a situation of life and death, the instincts in his body were awakened, ceaselessly replenishing his memories.
The Heavenly Demon let out an enraged bellow, and the Killing technique, Primal Waves, was unleashed. Waves of sound waves, which vibrated at an astonishing frequency, struck the strange red figure's body. Then at the next moment, they passed through the strange red figure and smashed onto the ceiling.
Tremors could be one of the Killing techniques with the greatest destructive prowess.
Wherever the Primal Waves passed by, the entire underground rock stratum would turn into dust, and everything with a tangible form would be turned into dust. It forcefully created a hole that was over several hundred meters long, displaying an astonishing destructive prowess.
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