Twisted Dreams

Suddenly, a young man dressed in a black business shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes descended from the sky.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, stood steadily on the ground, and there was an arrogant and unruly look in his eyes.

At the same time, a cute young girl in black silk also descended from the sky, sitting on a stone, watching the scene with a cheeky smile.

The ghost face on the corpse of the Celestial Race showed solemnity:

"Are you the director of the Demon Club?"

Li Yang took a puff of nicotine, exhaled the smoke, and black light coiled around his hand, the Scythe of Death appeared.

The Elder Monk hurriedly stood between the two:

"We’re all on the same side, calm down a little."

The corpse of the Celestial Race scrutinized Li Yang closely:

"To actually have Tier Six cultivation, this truly is beyond my expectations."

The ghost face on the corpse gradually dissipated its anger, speaking calmly:

"In the future, when the Alien Race invades, Tier Six is enough to hold your own.

Not bad, not bad, such a stunningly talented individual is worthy of great responsibility."

His words had an air of admiration from elder to junior.

Li Yang didn’t speak, smoking one puff after another.

The voice of the corpse softened and continued:

"Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not fond of you, I’m fond of your cultivation.

Here’s the deal: considering your Tier Six cultivation, I can spare you and your Demon Club.

However, those strange potions must never appear in this world.

You and your Demon Club must always hide away, like the Hunter Guild, coming forth to aid this world in times of dire need."

The Elder Monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Tie Lin doesn’t intend to act against Li Yang.

Their relationship still has room to improve.

Tie Lin is different from me.

Tie Lin’s combat power is far stronger.

The Wandering Ones left from that era either remaining only as fragmented memories like Su Manman, or are reduced to nothing but souls, having lost their Dharma Body like me.

The Wandering Ones, more or less, lost many things, lost much power.

Tie Lin is different.

He is a very special existence, completely retaining the power from that peak era.

In my soul state, I am already a tough opponent for Li Yang, but what about Tie Lin in his prime?

Although Tie Lin’s physical body is suppressing the remnants of the Celestial Race in the Undersea World, Tie Lin now possesses the corpse of the Celestial Race as a body and is indeed formidable.

The corpse of the Celestial Race spoke to Li Yang:

"Now, please, you and your Demon Club help me eliminate all those Extraordinary outside who haven’t fled far!"

Li Yang, cigarette in mouth, squinted at the corpse, a curved smile formed at his lips:

"Are all you Wandering Ones this arrogant?"

With that said, Li Yang swung the Scythe of Death towards the corpse!

The Elder Monk was shocked:

"Benefactor! No! The benefactor isn’t a match for Tie Lin yet!"

The corpse of the Celestial Race didn’t expect Li Yang to suddenly attack, a ghostly anger appeared again:

"You refuse a toast, opting for punishment instead! Then you’ll perish alongside this new era of Spiritual Qi!"

The corpse swung a fist to meet Li Yang’s strike!

Boom!!!!

A deafening roar exploded within the cave!

...

The terrifying sound wave could be heard from far away at Great Black Mountain.

The fleeing Extraordinary nervously glanced back at the cave.

What level of combat is this?

A formidable figure of the Demon Club clashing with that eerie corpse?

"Go! Hurry!"

The Shushan Disciples and Security Administration were anxiously directing everyone to retreat.

Asuka Seimei of Seimei Shrine took out her phone, dialing a number:

"Please, please inform His Majesty the Great Evil Demon King, there’s trouble at the auction!"

The Evolvers from the God Creation Group didn’t know if they should flee.

Their leader — Jin, was still inside the cave.

Su Yutang’s eyes sparkled with brilliance, speaking to her subordinates:

"Go to the mountainside! Once Jin comes out, kill him!"

...

Inside the cave.

Li Yang was surprised to find the corpse of the Celestial Race was far more formidable than he’d imagined!

With physical strength alone, it could withstand the Scythe of Death’s assault!

Li Yang’s eyes revealed deep greed.

The Undead created by the corpse must be incredibly powerful!

Celestial Undead are definitely stronger than any Undead I have, any member, any Apostle!

The ghost face on the corpse was also uneasy, it hadn’t expected the scythe in Li Yang’s hand to be so formidable!

"Don’t underestimate the strong from a past Spiritual Qi era!"

The corpse stood in place, hands began sealing:

"Fire........Water....."

Li Yang took a deep puff, flicked away the cigarette butt, sealing with one hand:

"Fire, Water........"

Li Yang’s one-handed sealing was incredibly fast, even quicker than the corpse!

The Elder Monk’s face screamed surprise!

What Li Yang’s using is, it’s Tie Lin’s technique!

Suzu clapped hands gleefully:

"Amazing, amazing! Uchiha Li Yang! Unlocking the Sharingan, how do you play with such advantages?!"

The corpse furrowed its brow, continued sealing:

"Wind!"

Li Yang hadn’t finished sealing, but his one-handed movements created residual images:

"Wind, Thunder!"

The corpse shouted in a voice full of power:

"Three Grandmothers..."

Li Yang mocked the corpse:

"Four Grandmothers’ Prison!"

Instantly, the whole world turned blindingly white.

The corpse’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

His Three Grandmothers’ Prison hadn’t been deployed.

Li Yang had invoked the Four Grandmothers’ Prison first!

This was Li Yang’s fourth talent, the Hell Spell!

The Hell Spell can replicate any magic and transform it into a hellish version.

Li Yang could even mimic Suzu’s signature move!

Hence, the corpse’s skills were interrupted.

The ghostly face on his abdomen seemed somewhat isolated within the Four Grandmothers’ World, the magic upon the Celestial Race corpse’s body was affected.

The corpse questioned with suspicion:

"What exactly are you?"

Li Yang swung his scythe at the corpse while continuing the sealing with one hand.

Six massive black Buddha Beads emerged behind Li Yang.

This was the Elder Monk’s tactic.

After battling the Elder Monk previously, Li Yang learned the Monk’s ultimate skill.

Before, Li Yang struggled against the Elder Monk, but now it’s different.

Li Yang, who can theoretically mimic any magic, becomes more resourceful and powerful with each encounter against strong adversaries!

The corpse frantically tried to block Li Yang’s attack.

At this moment, the corpse realized its mistake, was too arrogant confronting Li Yang.

It assumed invincibility in this era, completely disregarding the existence of someone like Li Yang!

Li Yang’s combat talent is not much inferior to that of the president.

Gradually, the corpse became muddled.

It seemed to see the president.

With unending tactics, terrifying combat power, immense pressure!

Li Yang grew stronger with each strike, his scythe forming residual images, and each dark beam released was a lethal assault!

The corpse was different; the more it fought, the less confident it felt.

Li Yang swung the scythe, seizing the opportunity, slicing towards the ghost face on the abdomen!

Amid a piercing scream, the corpse lost consciousness, collapsing heavily to the ground.