Just as Wu Yi and the others were about to activate the Meteor Seal, Zuo Zhicheng slowly pressed his hand on Awar's head.
Black vital essence completely enveloped Awar's body. With just a thought from Zuo Zhicheng, Awar's head would be crushed into pieces.
"North by east …"
Just as Zuo Zhicheng was telling Awar the location he wanted to be teleported to, a terrifying pressure completely enveloped his body.
It was an indescribable and incomprehensible force that Zuo Zhicheng had never seen before.
This force seemed to be some kind of wave or ray. It swept past Zuo Zhicheng's body and disappeared.
It felt as if something was aiming at him.
The next moment, the real attack fell from the sky.
In the sky outside 35,000 Heavenly Dukes, a destructive force descended. The force reached Zuo Zhicheng's position at the speed of light. No, it was not just Zuo Zhicheng's position. It completely covered the entire area within a one-kilometer radius of the ruins and went 50 kilometers underground.
From afar, a ray of light directly penetrated the sky and the earth. Wherever the ray passed, the atomic structure of all matter collapsed. Endless annihilation filled every corner in front of Zuo Zhicheng's eyes.
It was the Positron Cannon! If Zuo Zhicheng could sense the reaction, he would definitely say so.
However, even if he could not sense it, he could feel the terrifying destructive force of this attack. His vital essence was almost crushed in the first second. Then, his body rapidly disintegrated at a speed that was difficult to be seen by the naked eye. His exoskeleton, muscles, nerves, and blood vessels disappeared almost instantly.
Mahakala could not be activated due to the lack of spiritual energy.
In less than a second, his entire body seemed to have dissipated into the air.
However, it was precisely this one second of true essence that gave him the hope of survival.
…
With a thud, two pieces of mangled flesh fell into a cave.
Alva's skin and bones kept regenerating with the help of the Black Night Rebirth Seed. He stood up trembling and looked at Zuo Zhicheng.
The other party had almost turned into a zombie. If not for the faint rise and fall of the other party's chest, he would have thought that the other party was dead.
"No! You can't die! "
Alva's broken vocal cords let out a muffled roar. He took out jars of potions, herbs, and ointments from Zi Yao's ring and smeared them on Zuo Zhicheng's body one by one before stuffing them into Zuo Zhicheng's mouth.
However, this kind of person with comminuted fractures all over his body, massive bleeding, and 90% of his muscles gone, could not be saved by ordinary elixirs.
"You can't die!"
"You can't die …"
"How can you die?"
Alvarez saw that the man's heartbeat and breathing were getting weaker and weaker, almost stopping after a few seconds. He growled and took out a white, transparent gem from the Purple Glory.
The transparent gem was dazzling and looked like a priceless gem. However, what was even more difficult was the drop of red liquid sealed in the gem.
Even if it was sealed in the gem, he could still feel the soul-stirring temptation coming from the liquid.
Even Avar, who was originally anxious, had a look of temptation and intoxication on his face. He forcibly suppressed this feeling with his willpower and stuffed the gem into Zuo Zhicheng's mouth.
The transparent gem melted in his mouth and the red liquid flowed down Zuo Zhicheng's throat into his body.
There was no reaction at first when the red liquid entered his mouth. After a few minutes, just as Alva thought that this would not work, Zuo Zhicheng's entire body shook violently.
Then, the flesh and blood all over his body trembled violently. Granulation and blood sprouts emerged from his body and reconstructed his body.
Even the flesh and blood in the air gathered and grew on Zuo Zhicheng's body.
"Success!" Alvarez's eyes flashed with excitement.
What he had just fed Zuo Zhicheng was not medicine, elixir, or even an elixir.
It was a drop of blood, a drop of blood from the fourth Sect Master of the Southern Sacred Sect.
It was a drop of blood from the second stage of the Void Refinement realm, the Creation realm.
Because the True Yuan of the fourth Sect Master had the effect of regenerating bones and reviving the dead, every drop of his blood was the best healing medicine in the world.
However, everything had its pros and cons. The blood of a Void Refinement realm powerhouse contained his own willpower. Even after thousands of years, this drop of blood still contained a strong willpower.
The person who consumed the blood could regenerate, reconstruct, or even strengthen his body. However, his willpower would also be affected by the willpower in the blood.
Fortunately, Zuo Zhicheng's willpower had been tested by the Immovable Ten Grounds and was more stubborn than steel. After his willpower was affected, not only would it not be damaged, but it would also be reconstructed and his True Yuan would become even stronger.
However, what Awal didn't know was that Zuo Zhicheng had cultivated the Six Desires Devil Separation Octopus. Therefore, not only was Zuo Zhicheng's consciousness affected by the Void Refinement Realm willpower, the consciousness of the Divine Clone was affected as well.
…
More than ten kilometers away, Wu Yi looked at the disastrous scene in the distance.
The annihilation effect caused by the positron cannon produced a shocking amount of energy. Not only did it destroy everything in the target area, but it also produced a second attack with the powerful heat energy.
Earthquakes, landslides, and cracks appeared on the ground.
Almost the entire Mount Rui had disappeared.
"Amazing power. This Skynet is indeed the trump card of the Cao family."
"Is it really okay to do this? What if he really dies? "Behind Five Elements, an old voice said.
"Everything is under the control of the karmic chain," Wu Yi said calmly, "Seven Star, you've overstepped your boundaries."
"What we need to do is to prepare the prerequisites for the game."
…
One month later, Zuo Zhicheng slowly opened his eyes.
He felt that his body was very bumpy. He raised his head and looked around, realizing that he should be lying on the carriage.
"You're awake?"
Zuo Zhicheng turned his head and saw Yan Gucheng sitting beside him.
Dugu Cheng's right hand was empty, and his face was covered in bandages, as well as various wounds.
"What happened?" Zuo Zhicheng sat up slowly and realized that there was an endless amount of power in his body. He was not as weak as he had imagined. Instead, he was full of energy. Regardless of whether it was his physical strength, stamina, or explosive power, they seemed to be stronger than before.
Yan Gucheng said, "We only met you after you were injured." He saw Zuo Zhicheng looking at his wound and said, "I only found out recently that there's a limit to the Black Night Rebirth Species."
It was obvious that the battles in the past month had been extremely intense. Even Yan Gucheng, who possessed the Black Night Rebirth Species, had reached his limit.
Zuo Zhicheng gradually understood what had happened from Yan Gucheng's narration.
One month ago, he had been attacked by the imperial court when he was severely injured. After that, Alva had used the secret treasure of the Southern Sacred Sect to save him.
One day later, they met up with Yan Gucheng and Geo. However, they were discovered by the imperial court at the same time.
What happened next was an endless pursuit. Fortunately, with Alva's ability and Geo's battle prowess, they were not really killed.
However, although Zuo Zhicheng's body had recovered the next day, he had only just woken up.
Now, not only were they being pursued by the imperial court, but the entire Jianghu was also going crazy over the treasures of the Southern Sacred Sect in their possession.
Clenching his fists slightly, Zuo Zhicheng realized that he was brimming with energy and spiritual energy even though he hadn't been training for a month. He was even in a better state than before under the normal sunlight and the pills that Alva fed him nonstop.
It was just that he had not fought for a month, so his reaction seemed to be slower.
The imperial court's pursuers had arrived.
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