Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 202 Dragon Clan Dead Servants
Interior space, the bridge to heaven.

A vortex formed by a world passage slowly coalesced.

While waiting.

Inside the Peach Garden, Han Yun said to Wang Ye beside him, "Lu Xuanzhen is in the Snow World, Mingkong is in the Non-Human World, and Wei Ying is in the Mortal World. All three of them have missions. Right now, you're the only one who's free."

Wang Ye sighed and said, "I've been prepared for a long time, but I don't know which world this time I'm connecting to? If it's a particularly dangerous world, my little body can't handle it!"

"Don't worry, I won't get involved in high-risk worlds for the time being," Han Yun reassured Wang Ye.

As the two were talking, the world passage had already been formed, and a humanoid object fell out of it.

However, after seeing his face clearly, Han Yun and Wang Ye both frowned, because the person looked too strange, like a pale, elongated, and distorted figure.

Its eyes burned with a fierce golden light, but the light was empty and dull, devoid of any intelligent emotion, only displaying a kind of cruelty and hunger akin to that of a wild beast.

The skin of the body has lost its color and turned a deathly gray, clinging tightly to the skull, like a wax figure or a mummified corpse. The mouth is unnaturally open, with the corners of the mouth torn to the base of the ears, revealing sharp, dense teeth, like a shark.

Han Yun had only a few sparse, dry hairs on his scalp, which was mostly covered with fine scales. The key parts of his body, such as his chest, shoulders, back, joints, and the outside of his arms, were also covered with irregular blackish-gray scales.

Its internal skeleton is distorted, with sharp, pale bone spurs protruding from joints such as the spine, elbows, and knees. Its fingers are unusually thin and long, with black, sharp claws that can reach more than ten centimeters in length, seemingly capable of easily tearing through steel.

It could not speak any human language, only uttering hoarse, snake-like hissing sounds, and its body exuded a sweet, cloying odor mixed with blood, rust, and decay.

Han Yun and Wang Ye vanished from the Peach Garden in an instant, reappearing on the Tongtian Bridge. The two approached to examine the indescribable object.

Wang Ye's lips twitched, and he asked, "My lord, what world is that on the other side? How could it give birth to such a monster?"

Han Yun then pulled up the information provided by the inner space and showed it to Wang Ye: "Take a look for yourself!"

Deadpool: From the world of dragons, he is a descendant of the King of Sky and Wind. He is a hybrid who loses his mind and becomes a dragon puppet after his dragon bloodline exceeds a critical limit. His appearance becomes increasingly terrifying and inhuman as his dragonification deepens.

Upon seeing this, Wang Ye exclaimed in realization, "So this is the world of dragons! No wonder!"

As soon as the Deadpool landed, it let out a tooth-grinding howl, and pounced on Wang Ye, who was closer, like a wild beast!

Its gaping maw, torn open to the roots of its ears, revealed a dense array of sharp teeth, carrying a foul, putrid stench.

Although Wang Ye complained, his actions were anything but slow. He even had time to sigh and mutter, "Fine, they come at me right away, thinking I'm easy to bully, huh?"

Just as the sharp claws were about to touch his Taoist robe, Wang Ye slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and made a feinting press towards the rushing death servant.

"Kun character - Shanhe Town".

Follow your words!
Instead of actual mud and rivers emerging, on the Heavenly Bridge in this inner space, the surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly, centered on the Deadpool, transforming into an invisible barrier a million times harder than steel.

Visible pale yellow ripples appeared in the air, as if the heavy earth's energy was being forcibly gathered and compressed.

Deadpool's attack suddenly froze, as if he had crashed into an incredibly viscous diamond.

Every muscle in its body was straining wildly, blood vessels bulged beneath its skin covered in dark gray scales, and bone spurs at its joints creaked as it tried to break free from its invisible constraints. The empty golden flames in its eyes flickered violently, and its roar was suppressed in its throat, turning into a muffled, furious whimper.

However, no matter how much it struggled, the space around it was completely "frozen," like a mosquito in amber, motionless.

Only the bestial, murderous desire still burned in its empty eyes, proving that it was still frantically trying to break free of control.

Wang Ye clapped his hands, walked around the frozen Deadpool, and carefully examined its twisted, inhuman form, especially its sharp teeth and claws that could tear through steel. He clicked his tongue and said, "Goodness, this thing is much scarier than the zombies in the movies."

Han Yun's gaze fell on Deadpool's face, which had completely lost its human features, and he calmly said, "A pitiful creation lost in power. The dragon bloodline is both a blessing and a curse. Beyond the critical blood limit, there is eternal damnation, and even the self will be devoured by the dragon's instinct."

He stretched out his finger and pointed it in the air.

The Deadpool, completely frozen in place, along with the solidified space around him, disintegrated and dissipated silently, bit by bit, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, eventually transforming into the purest energy particles and merging into the inner space, as if it had never existed.

Only a single drop of refined, pure dragon blood remained in place.

After the previous upgrades, it is no longer necessary to give living creatures an internal anchor point and then put them back into their original world before they can travel through it.

This Deadpool has been identified as a living being by the inner space, and the passage to the Dragon World has been solidified, so there is no point in keeping this Deadpool around.

"how?"

Han Yun looked at Wang Ye, "Would you be interested in exploring this world? The four dragon kings of earth, water, fire, and wind, as well as the White King and the Black King!"

"The power and authority of the dragon race are like the authority of the world. This should be of some reference value to your Qimen Dunjia technique. The power of words to manipulate the rules of heaven and earth is, to some extent, similar to the programming of heaven and earth by Qimen Dunjia."

Wang Ye scratched his head, and his usual slightly lazy yet sharp smile reappeared on his face: "Since we're already here and the work has been assigned, we can't just desert our posts now."

"Perfect timing, let's see which is more powerful, my esoteric arts or their verbal incantations."

After saying that, Wang Ye spread his hands out towards Han Yun.

"what?"

Han Yun asked, his face full of questions.

"Give me the stuff!"

Wang Ye said in a serious tone, "You gave Lü Xuanzhen the Pure Yang Sword, Mingkong the Golden Lion and the Five Dragons, and Wei Wuxian the Yuan Tu and Abi Swords. I can't go empty-handed, can I?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yun couldn't help but chuckle.

Then, he gestured with his hand.

The white calf and black horse that were originally plowing the field transformed back into their original Tang Hengdao forms and fell into Wang Ye's hands.

(End of this chapter)