After the college entrance examination, my identity as a Mahayana Immortal Venerable could no longer

Dark red blood mist still lingered in the air.

Charles's facial muscles twitched violently. He wiped his face with his white-gloved hand, then ripped off a piece of hairy flesh. It was the scalp of his prized cyborg, Number One.

The air under the rain shelter was so thick at that moment that it was hard to breathe.

Kill him!

Charles screamed at the top of his lungs. His voice was as shrill as a duck whose tail had been stepped on.

"Attack him! Tear him apart!"

The remaining eleven S-class genetically modified humans, each nearly three meters tall, simultaneously let out a superhuman roar. Their heavy footsteps stomped across the white marble martial arts arena, creating large cracks.

These eleven monsters possess a fusion of crocodile scales, gorilla bone density, and even regenerative cells from deep-sea mutant creatures. The S.H.I.E.L.D. invested billions of dollars to create this ultimate weapon capable of dismantling tanks with bare hands.

Now, these eleven human tanks have surrounded Lu Yuan from all sides.

The second cyborg, who was the first to rush forward, raised his arm covered in blue scales, and five bone spikes, each half a foot long, plunged directly into Lu Yuan's heart.

Lu Yuan didn't even blink.

He had no intention of dodging at all. The last thing a person in the Mahayana stage of physical cultivation needs is to move around.

He raised his left hand. His five fingers precisely caught the wrist of the second man who was about to stab him.

Click!

Lu Yuan's fingers embedded themselves directly into the scales of the second arm, crushing the ulna bone inside, which was harder than a steel pipe.

Immediately afterward, he exerted force from his waist and back, slamming his right leg into the ground and crushing half a stone slab. Using the reaction force transmitted from the earth, Lu Yuan swung the monster, which weighed more than a ton, directly into the air.

The wind howled.

The massive body of Number Two was transformed into a huge, fleshy spiked club in Lu Yuan's hands.

boom!

Number Two, who was swung up, slammed hard into Numbers Three and Four, who were rushing over from the right.

Thousands of tons of kinetic energy erupted in that instant. The three monsters collided, the sound of bones breaking as dense as firecrackers. Internal organs mixed with black blood gushed from their mouths, and the three bodies, intertwined, rolled into a pool of mangled flesh at the edge of the square.

The remaining eight cyborgs felt no fear whatsoever. They continued their charge, stepping over the corpses of their fallen comrades.

Lu Yuan released his severed arm and shook his wrist.

"Too crunchy."

He took a step forward and bumped directly into the arms of a cyborg.

The cyborg instinctively wanted to clasp his arms together and strangle Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was much faster. He reached out with lightning speed, his ten fingers like iron hooks plunging directly into the monster's chest cavity, gripping the two thickest ribs.

tear up.

Lu Yuan spread his arms outwards.

The force of hundreds of tons tore the chest of this S-class monster in two. Hot entrails splattered onto Lu Yuan's feet.

He kicked the mangled corpse away and grabbed the ankle of another cyborg.

They treated people like sacks, slamming them wildly onto the white marble floor.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground of the martial arts arena was blasted into one large crater after another. Debris flew everywhere. With each impact, large chunks of flesh and blood were smeared across the stone slabs.

There were no fancy moves. There was no chaotic flow of internal energy.

Lu Yuan was like a butcher working on an assembly line, mechanically, efficiently, and cruelly dismantling these monsters created at a cost of billions of dollars into parts.

Less than a minute.

All that remained on the field were severed limbs and white marble slabs completely soaked in dark red blood.

Charles slumped into the leather sofa under the awning. He didn't even notice the cigar he was holding had fallen onto his crotch and burned a hole in it.

"This is impossible... The force field is clearly functioning..."

He stared intently at the eight boundary stone pillars emitting a ghostly glow at the edge of the plaza. The protective barrier of the magic field remained intact; in fact, it shone even brighter after absorbing the energy dissipated during the battle.

"He showed no energy fluctuations! He used pure physical strength!"

The old martial arts master next to him finally understood. His face, covered with age spots, turned deathly pale, and his legs trembled so badly he could barely stand.

External martial arts style?

Bullshit! What kind of external martial arts could shatter an S-class cyborg with a single slap?! This guy is nothing but a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex in human skin!

The old man's eyes darted around frantically, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Ye Qingcheng, who was chained to a pillar.

This is his only way to survive.

The old man suddenly leaped out, his withered claws glowing with a layer of murky, transcendent energy, and directly grabbed Ye Qingcheng's neck.

"Lu Yuan! Don't move! Take another step forward, and I'll crush her throat!"

The old man hid behind Ye Qingcheng, only showing half of his head, his voice filled with the frantic madness of a cornered dog.

Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks.

He stood in a pool of blood, twenty meters away from the pillar. His bare upper body was covered in the monster's dark red blood, and rainwater washed down his muscle lines.

He looked at the old man, a cold smile curving his lips.

"You think you're safe because I'm standing here."

Lu Yuan lightly flicked his toes off the ground.

A fist-sized piece of white marble bounced up from the puddle and landed in his hand.

"Do you even know what mass plus initial velocity means?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Lu Yuan's right arm snapped back, his back muscles bulging like a fully drawn bow.

boom!

He hurled the pebbles away fiercely.

A white sonic boom cloud exploded directly in the air.

With Lu Yuan's terrifying arm strength amplifying it, the ordinary stone instantly exceeded Mach 2. It left a blinding red streak in the air as it rubbed against the ground.

The old man couldn't even see what it was.

He heard a sharp whistling sound, and then his right shoulder disappeared.

It wasn't that it was pierced through, but rather that its entire right arm, along with a small portion of its shoulder, was instantly transformed into a spray of blood mist by the terrifying kinetic energy impact.

"ah--!"

The old man screamed and fell to the ground, his remaining left hand clutching the bleeding wound as he rolled wildly in the mud.

Lu Yuan walked over and stepped on the old man's head.

puff.

It was like stomping on a rotten tomato. The screams stopped abruptly.

Ye Qingcheng was chained to a pillar. She was closest to the old man, and his brains and blood splattered all over her.

But she didn't even blink.

Those eyes, which were originally aloof and detached, were now surging with an almost morbid fanaticism and awe.

She watched Lu Yuan walk up to her. She looked at the pure violence emanating from this man, a violence capable of crushing all the laws of the world.

"Master." Ye Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, but it conveyed absolute submission.

Lu Yuan remained silent.

He reached out and grabbed the special alloy iron chain that was locking Ye Qingcheng's right hand.

This alloy, capable of withstanding tens of tons of tensile force, was like noodles in Lu Yuan's hands. With a casual tug, the iron chain snapped inch by inch.

Then, Lu Yuan pinched the Soul-Suppressing Nail nailed to Ye Qingcheng's wrist.

"Without true energy to protect your meridians, pulling it out will bring up bone fragments. Bear with it."

Lu Yuan's tone was indifferent.

"It is an honor for Qingcheng."

Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth and raised her head.

Gala.

A teeth-grinding scraping sound rang out. Lu Yuan exerted force with his fingers, forcefully pulling the ten-centimeter-long black iron nail out of Ye Qingcheng's bone.

It brought out a spurt of blood.

Ye Qingcheng groaned, her whole body trembling violently, but she stubbornly refused to cry out in pain.

Lu Yuan did the same thing, pulling out all eleven remaining Soul-Suppressing Nails and throwing them on the ground with a crisp clanging sound.

Losing her support, Ye Qingcheng slumped forward limply.

Lu Yuan reached out a hand, grabbed the back of her collar, and lifted her into the air like a chick.

"The bones aren't broken. The stagnant blood in the meridians has been forced out by the evil energy. Go back and use top-grade spirit stones to nourish them for three days, and they'll be able to get out of bed."

Lu Yuan casually tossed Ye Qingcheng onto the dry steps next to a pillar.

Then he turned around and looked at Charles, who was still sitting in the awning.

Charles no longer had the strength to run. He watched helplessly as his greatest asset was reduced to a pile of minced meat in less than three minutes.

Lu Yuan walked under the rain shelter, pulled over a perfectly good chair, and sat down with an air of authority.

"I'm in a hurry."

Lu Yuan grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped the blood off his hands.

"Where are the remaining intact Worldstone fragments that the S.H.I.E.L.D. acquired globally, aside from the powder in these eight pillars? What benefits did the Sirius Sector promise you?"

Charles swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with cigar ash.

He was, after all, an executive who controlled half of Asia's underworld. Knowing he was doomed, he was forced to reveal a ruthless, brute force.

Even if you kill me, you still can't win!

Charles stared at Lu Yuan and laughed nervously.

"You think this martial arts arena is the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s trump card? You think I don't know this force field is useless against you?"

Charles pointed to the heavy rain outside.

"From the moment you stepped into this damned place, you were already part of our script. The great men of the Sirius Starfield saw through your arrogance long ago. The stronger you become, the more people you kill, the greater the blood and flesh energy that gathers here!"

Charles's voice grew louder and louder.

"We are at our headquarters in the Ruins of Despair..."

"You talk too much nonsense."

Lu Yuan threw the tissue he had used to wipe his hands at Charles's face.

He'd already given this guy a chance to speak. Since he won't talk properly, then there's no point in saying anything more.

Lu Yuan suddenly stood up, his right hand reaching out to grab Charles's slicked-back hair.

"No! You can't... The S.H.I.E.L.D. won't let this go..."

Charles's scream was abruptly choked in his throat.

Physical soul search.

The violent consciousness of the Mahayana stage, without any foreplay, pierced directly into Charles's cerebral cortex like a red-hot steel bar.

Charles's eyes bulged out instantly, the capillaries around his eyeballs bursting, and two streams of bloody tears flowed out. His limbs convulsed wildly on the sofa, his fingernails digging into the leather cushions, tearing out bloody bits of flesh.

A few seconds later.

Lu Yuan released his grip.

Charles slumped to the ground like a lump of mud, foaming at the mouth, his eyes completely vacant and idiotic.

"The Secret Realm of Return to Nothingness. The remains of a dragon at the Integration Stage."

Lu Yuan sneered. What he had dug out of Charles's mind confirmed his suspicions from under the dungeon.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. had no idea that they too were being used as a blood bag. They believed that what they were building in the Ruins of Return was an evolutionary portal to a higher-dimensional civilization.

In reality, that was just a giant altar used by the Sirius star system to drain the dragon veins of the Earth's seabed.

Boom!

Just then, a muffled, loud bang suddenly came from deep underground of the martial arts arena.

The entire white marble square trembled violently. The water on the ground was shaken up half a foot.

Lu Yuan turned his head.

The eight boundary stone pillars at the edge of the square, which originally emitted a faint glow, have now turned a glaring scarlet red.

The blood on the ground—the blood of the twelve S-class cyborgs, the blood of the old martial arts master, and even the bits of flesh—was frantically converging towards the center of the plaza in a way that defied gravity.

It's as if there's an unseen maw underground, greedily sucking up these high-quality flesh and blood offerings.

"Master! Something underground is devouring life force!"

Ye Qingcheng leaned against the steps, her face deathly pale. Although her meridians were damaged, her senses as a Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm remained. She could clearly feel a deathly aura emanating from the soil beneath her feet, an aura that filled her with despair.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes.

This is the "second backup cross-border node" in Zhou Ming's mind.

The array masters in the Sirius region are indeed quite skilled. They built the nodes in a cavern three hundred meters underground, and then set up a fake magic-free field on the surface.

As long as enough people die above, and their flesh and blood seep into the ground, the node will be automatically activated.

Click click click.

The ground in the very center of the square began to collapse, revealing a huge black hole with a diameter of over five meters.

A foul-smelling, eerie wind gushed out of the cave entrance, blowing a vacuum into the rain curtain above.

Deep within that black hole, a sickeningly loud sound, like some enormous object scraping against the rock walls, could be faintly heard. Also, glaringly dark red array patterns flickered underground.

The node has been activated. The interdimensional teleportation array is forcibly tearing apart Earth's dimensional barriers.

If he hadn't been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Chains, Lu Yuan could have easily blasted this broken formation to smithereens with a simple hand seal and a bolt of divine lightning from the heavens.

But now his dantian is completely empty, and he can't squeeze out even a trace of true essence.

"It's a bit troublesome to break the formation without true essence."

Lu Yuan walked to the edge of the enormous black hole. He looked down at the bottomless cavern.

He twisted his neck. His cervical vertebrae cracked a few times.

"Since we can't tear it down, let's just smash it through."

Lu Yuan did not retreat.

He raised his right foot. The terrifying power of his Mahayana-stage physical body compressed wildly downwards through his thigh muscles.

The surrounding air was compressed by this extreme physical pressure, creating visible ripples.

He wanted to use the purest mass to crush the earth's crust within a ten-mile radius, along with that damned No. 2 node, into powder.

Just as he was about to step down.

On the winding mountain road in the distance, two blinding headlights tore through the rain.

Chu Jianguo drove the Hongqi armored car and finally arrived at the entrance of the martial arts arena.

The car hadn't even come to a complete stop when Old Li scrambled out of the passenger seat.

He looked at the shredded flesh scattered on the ground, at the square that Lu Yuan had turned into ruins with his bare hands, and at the huge cave that was emitting a red light.

Old Li shuddered and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Mr. Lu! Show mercy! That's a geomantic node in the capital! One kick and half the capital will be shaken!"

Lu Yuan's feet were dangling in mid-air.

He turned his head and looked at the highest authority in China who had lost a shoe while running in the rain.

A sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"What's it to me?"

boom!

Lu Yuan's right foot slammed heavily onto the rock strata at the edge of the black hole.