The End of Dharma 40K: My Evil God Wife Feeds Me to Prove My Emperorship

"Why can't you just behave and let me kill you?"

Wang Chen, carrying a copper rod and with his shoulders slanted, slowly walked out of the darkness.

The dark green moonlight and his dark green pupils were of the same origin.

Wei Kun had dealt with Wang Chen quite a bit over the years, so he naturally stepped forward to greet Wang Chen and said with a smile:

"Haha, Xiao Chen, guess who I am?"

Wang Chen couldn't see Wei Kun, but he walked closer step by step, passed through Wei Kun's body, and looked at Li Mingyu.

Wei Kun realized something and turned to look at Li Mingyu:

"Wow, Wang Chen can't see me? That's interesting."

Li Mingyu gripped a fitter's hammer, stared at Wang Chen, and tentatively asked:

"You absolutely must kill me? There's no room for negotiation?"

Wang Chen stopped a few steps away, his tone sinister:

"Good brother, you have to help me whether you want to or not. As long as you die, my destiny will be fulfilled."

Li Mingyu: "Me? Can't you kill someone else?"

Wang Chen gripped the copper pipe tightly in his hand: "It wasn't my decision, there's nothing I can do, brother."

Li Mingyu said, "So there's nothing to discuss?"

Wang Chen adopted an aggressive stance: "There's nothing left to discuss."

Wei Kun said earnestly, "Little Li, he already called us brothers, so what else is there to say?"

Li Mingyu: "???"

In fact, while Li Mingyu was verbally responding to Wang Chen's words, his eyes kept glancing at the bronze pipes on the wall next to him that were used for power supply, keeping a close eye on the distance.

These pipes typically transport scale gas, which is a type of gas obtained by special gasification treatment of "scale carbon".

Unlike natural gas on Earth, this foul gas, although it serves as a common energy source for the cultivators of the Celestial Empire, is not very stable and requires bronze insulation to prevent direct exposure to the outside world.

If it comes into direct contact with spiritual energy, it is very easy to expand under high pressure, which can also cause some corrosion to the human body.

If we can use this foul aura to contaminate the opponent during the battle, it would be a surprise attack.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Wang Chen suddenly took a step forward, rushed forward, and with his right hand empowered by spiritual energy, raised his staff and swept it horizontally.

Li Mingyu said rapidly, "Old Wei, I need to lure out his copper pen first, and see if I can force out his other trump cards. Remember, only activate the technique when I give the command!"

Wei Kun shook his head and said, "Alright, alright, I'll listen to you. After all, Little Li only needs to think about the specifics of fighting, while I, Wei, have to consider many more things when activating the technique."

The two exchanged thoughts and finished communicating in an instant.

Faced with Wang Chen's offensive, Li Mingyu reacted quickly but did not directly parry.

He simply kept dodging Wang Chen's copper rod, retreating step by step towards the bronze pipes on the wall, occasionally using the pliers hammer in his hand to parry.

"Whoosh, whoosh. Bang, bang, bang."

The sounds of whistling wind and clashing metal erupted continuously.

Since his "heart" healed, Li Mingyu has not only grown five centimeters taller, but his body size has also increased proportionally. His meridians, heart and lungs, and muscle groups have all increased in size. In particular, his "heart" seems to have fully stimulated his physical potential.

However, Wang Chen claims to be blessed with "divine mandate," clearly indicating that he is not an ordinary cultivator at the second stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm.

In every move, she subtly demonstrated a slight advantage in physical fitness over Li Mingyu.

Li Mingyu didn't want to fight head-on; the safest approach was to test out all of Wang Chen's trump cards first.

If all else fails, one can use the [Possession] technique to temporarily elevate one's cultivation level to the third stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm, which can also help deal with unexpected situations.

"I never expected you could make me use my full strength." Wang Chen kept swinging his stick, his attacks fierce and relentless.

He didn't expect Li Mingyu to be able to handle it so easily; he just kept increasing the force of his swings, changing the angle, and aiming to kill with every move.

"You're not bad either."

Relying on his basic physical abilities, Li Mingyu dodged nimbly, swung his hammer skillfully, and retreated step by step.

If other cultivators at the second stage of the Qi Awakening realm were watching, they would be absolutely stunned.

Because, generally speaking, having a certain level of understanding is one thing, while actual combat is another.

Ordinary cultivators have no access to any professional physical techniques, and their battles with each other are completely unstructured and purely based on instinct.

At this moment, although neither of them had received any systematic martial arts or combat training, they displayed the skill of masters exchanging blows thanks to their strong physical abilities and their fighting instincts in life-or-death situations.

However, while experts see the details, laymen just enjoy the spectacle. Wei Kun, who had no fighting skills whatsoever, excitedly shouted from the sidelines:

"What are you hiding for, Little Li? Fight back! I just want to see rivers of blood!"

Soon, Li Mingyu was cornered by Wang Chen's fierce offensive.

Wang Chen suddenly swung his stick and closed in: "It's time to end this!"

Suddenly, Li Mingyu rushed towards Wang Chen at full speed, used the hammer to deflect a stick, bent down and opened his arms to tightly hug Wang Chen's waist, then turned around and instantly pinned Wang Chen against the wall.

"An opportunity!" At such close range, Wang Chen took out a scarlet copper pen from his pocket, enhanced it with spiritual energy, and stabbed it into Li Mingyu's chest.

This is Wang Chen's key killing move. Once it pierces Li Mingyu's chest, it will directly drain Li Mingyu's heart, securing victory.

Normally, this would be a great opportunity to succeed.

But Li Mingyu's goal was not simply to corner Wang Chen.

He deliberately exposed his weakness by getting too close to Wang Chen, luring him to focus on using the copper pen to launch a sneak attack.

In reality, he had already taken the opportunity to swing his hammer and crack the bronze pipe on the wall behind Wang Chen, while quickly retreating to avoid the copper pen's stab.

The pipe is cracked.

At first, only a small amount of translucent green odor emanated from the crack.

However, Li Mingyu's right hand, which was holding the hammer, still had a trace of spiritual energy gathered at that time. When the spiritual energy touched the impurity, it directly activated the impurity.

A massive amount of foul gas erupted violently from the crack in the pipe, and soon the translucent green mist turned into a dense, dark green.

Wang Chen was almost pressed against the corner of the wall, his left side filled with the foul odor that had been aroused.

Wei Kun excitedly transmitted his voice: "Fighting, awesome! Haha... Watching Little Li fight is so much fun. Sigh, Little Li, your coach is warming up! [Possessed] Famen can't wait any longer, when are you going to call me to the ring?"

Li Mingyu: "Don't panic, listen to my instructions."

Wei Kun: "This is so boring. Can't you just let me possess you for fifty years?"

In the urgency of the situation, Li Mingyu quickly created distance, dodging the erupting high-pressure fumes. He was still regretting that he didn't have time to snatch the bronze pen, and had no time to pay attention to Wei Kun's telepathic message.

"Ah...cough...cough, very good, Mingyu, you are as resourceful as ever."

Wang Chen's voice was hoarse, and he coughed repeatedly as he dragged himself a few steps.

Small fragments were falling from his face and neck, turning into dark green rust as they hit the ground. Soon, the ground was covered in a dense layer of them.

Then, he was enveloped in a foul, green mist.

Wei Kun: "Little Li, hurry up! He's inside your kill line."

Li Mingyu frowned, not expecting the pollution to have such an effect.

At present, Wang Chen has been severely injured, his whole body is engulfed in green mist, and only a black shadow remains.

"Ugh... Ah..."

All that could be heard was Wang Chen's muffled roar, unable to break through the green mist for a moment, seemingly having lost his mind due to the pollution.

"It's almost over. Should we go finish them off?"

Li Mingyu was somewhat hesitant.

Or should we just leave?

Going home first and making a long-term plan is also a viable option.

But Wang Chen was determined to kill him, and his aunt was waiting at home. If this threat wasn't eliminated, there might be unexpected trouble.

Li Mingyu knew that in this world of cultivation, killing had consequences, especially the murder of a cultivator, in which case the murderer would be wanted by the Immortal Palace.

Two years ago, the Qingxiao Immortal Dynasty was destroyed and the Qingxuan Heavenly Dynasty was established.

The thirty prefectures of the Qingxuan Heavenly Dynasty follow the old Immortal Dynasty system. Each prefecture has seven Immortal Palaces, which respectively control government affairs, public security, people's livelihood, education, etc. Under them, there are also various administrative offices and magistrates' offices.

Among them, the State Town Hall and its subordinate Security Division have direct law enforcement power and are the most authoritative.

Leaving aside the state capital of Fengzhou, even the Wei'an Division of Yin County is a behemoth to Li Mingyu.

Although many cases of cultivators' deaths are currently unresolved and hastily concluded, Wang Chen is an only child, and his father has been operating locally for many years with extensive and intricate connections.

If Wang Chen is killed, his father will definitely pull strings and make it a major case. At that time, Li Mingyu will face endless pressure and retribution.

But if they don't kill, they can only cower and hide from the so-called "destiny," unable to move an inch.

Li Mingyu felt that the pros and cons were hard to analyze. He touched the back of his neck, played with the fitter's hammer in his hand, and let out a long sigh.

After much deliberation, he decided to kill Wang Chen.

At present, the situation in the Qingxuan Heavenly Dynasty has just stabilized, and the various regions are not monolithic. The Fengzhou Immortal Palace cannot easily extend its reach to the Immortal Palaces in other prefectures.

At worst, we can escape to a farther place and settle in another state. There will always be a chance to catch our breath.

It's just a pity that so many years of feelings have been wasted.

Hmm... no, that's not right.

I'm actually thinking about how to kill someone so calmly and rationally... It seems too cold-blooded. Is it because of the heart transplant...?

Li Mingyu touched his chest and found it was indeed beating, but he knew it wasn't his "heart."

The foul smell was slowly spreading; this place was not a place to linger.

"Sigh, it's over."

Li Mingyu channeled his spiritual energy to power his right hand, rushed forward, and through the green mist, raised his hand, aiming the hammer at the right half of Wang Chen's face.

If this blow lands squarely, even a god couldn't save you.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the hammer struck Wang Chen's right cheek, but Wang Chen remained motionless.

What happened?

Li Mingyu stood there, stunned.

Just as he was about to swing his hammer again, Wang Chen slowly turned his left side, bringing with him a wisp of hazy blood mist.

At this moment, Wang Chen's left side was covered in blood, his clothes were torn and covered with dark green, sticky hair, his left face was completely deformed and twisted, his left arm was thick and rugged with swollen veins, and his left hand had turned into jagged claws.

His dark green eyes met Li Mingyu's for a moment before he charged forward, striking with a claw.

"Die!"

Wei Kun: "Holy crap, the boss has a second phase?"

"Oh no! Old Wei! Possession!" Li Mingyu roared.

Wei Kun was in high spirits:

"I'll help you!"

Then, his mind connected with the [Possession] technique in the Immortal Scripture space.

[Possession] Activated.

Wei Kun was mentally prepared and took the initiative to embrace the effects of the [Possession] technique, successfully merging with Li Mingyu.

In an instant, Li Mingyu's cultivation level rose to the third stage of the Enlightenment Realm, and spiritual energy instantly flowed through his meridians to cover his entire body.

It was a little slow, though.

Wang Chen's claws, dripping with pus, moved with incredible speed, whistling through the air, and were already in front of Li Mingyu's face.

This strike was powerful and heavy; its outcome was uncertain.