217: Chapter 218 The Aesthetics of Violence Overwhelms All; System Laws Are Nothing!

Falling into Ying Wan's ears, these words were more effective than a death-summoning talisman.

He had lived for so many years and killed countless geniuses, but this was the first time he experienced what it meant for his scalp to go numb. This was a legendary weapon imbued with the System's forced Law of Causality!

This was a guaranteed-hit Backstab! And the result? It was clamped tight by two fingers!

Ying Wan gripped the dagger's handle with both hands, using every ounce of strength he had to pull it out.

He couldn't budge it; those two fingers were like two mountains cast from molten iron, welding the fang of the night god into mid-air.

“Move for me!” Ying Wan roared frantically in his heart. He poured all the Void Origin in his body into it, causing the webbing between his thumbs and index fingers to instantly split, blood flowing down his wrists. Yet, the dagger remained motionless.

A low growl rolled out of Lin Qi's throat.

The violent power of the true dragon relic blood within him, combined with the terrifying monstrous strength tempered by his Prototype Golden Body, surged through the Meridians of his right arm and concentrated entirely on his index and middle fingers.

The muscles of his right arm bulged high, veins popping out one by one, with crimson-gold blood flowing inside them.

“Crack!”

An extremely crisp sound of breaking echoed across the Blood Sacrifice Altar.

The legendary dagger, fang of the night god—reputed to be indestructible and carrying a System Law judgment—was snapped into two pieces by force!

The break was jagged, having been snapped purely by absolute physical violence.

The dark green Gene Collapse venom hidden inside the dagger immediately splashed out, heading straight for Lin Qi's face.

“Courting death!” Lin Qi didn't even dodge.

The moment the venom touched his scalding, crimson-gold shimmering skin, it didn't even cause a ripple. With a "hiss," it was instantly evaporated by the terrifying heat of his body, leaving not a trace of residue behind.

Clutching the remaining half of the dagger's handle, Ying Wan's mind went completely blank.

What kind of goddamn monster is this!

It's one thing for the System judgment to fail, but he can snap a legendary weapon with his fingers? Is he even human! This is a Primordial Vicious Beast in human skin!

He was about to detonate his internal Void Origin to escape, but Lin Qi didn't give him the chance.

The right hand that had snapped the dagger reached forward, fingers splaying out like a life-taking eagle claw, moving so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen.

“Slap!”

He gripped Ying Wan's throat in a death grip.

In a twenty-times gravity environment, combined with the terrifying grip of the Indestructible Golden Body, Ying Wan's cervical vertebrae immediately let out an overburdened creak. The sound was enough to make one's teeth ache.

Lin Qi exerted force with his right arm, lifting Ying Wan off the ground with one hand.

With his feet dangling in the air, Ying Wan kicked his legs frantically, his hands desperately trying to pry Lin Qi's fingers open.

It was useless; he couldn't budge them at all. His face turned beet red, foam bubbled at his mouth, and he couldn't even squeeze out a single word of mercy. His proud Void Walker class was worth absolutely nothing before this Blank Slate.

“With just this much skill, you dare come for my life?” Lin Qi's tone was full of mockery.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qi's right arm swung in a semi-circle, slamming Ying Wan down like a tattered sack against the hard black stone of the Blood Sacrifice Altar.

“Bam!”

A dull, heavy thud.

Ying Wan's back slammed solidly onto the stone platform. The massive physical impact instantly shattered his spine into fragments.

This was a full-force slam under twenty times gravity; even an elephant would have been turned into a meat patty.

A grand ace assassin of the Shadow Alliance didn't even have time to scream before he became a pile of mush, completely losing the ability to resist.

Lin Qi didn't have the habit of leaving survivors. When dealing with rats who came to kill him, pulling them up by the roots was the only way.

His fingers tightened instantly.

“Crack!”

The cervical vertebrae were completely crushed. Ying Wan's body convulsed a few times before going completely limp, his eyes bulging out as the life within them vanished in the blink of an eye.

Lin Qi raised his foot and disdainfully kicked the corpse off the Blood Sacrifice Altar, letting it roll into the endless darkness below.

“The annoying fly is cleared out; time for business.”

He sat down cross-legged again, his chest heaving as he took deep breaths.

The true dragon relic blood, which had reached a boiling point due to the battle, was still rampaging through his Meridians.

“Behave yourself!”

His Martial Saint-level willpower exerted full suppression.

The Blood Moving Technique and Turtle Breathing Technique operated frantically, crushing the violent high-dimensional energy bit by bit and forcibly kneading it into his flesh and blood.

This assimilation process was extremely painful, but Lin Qi didn't even twitch a brow.

Half an hour later, the dark gold liquid on the Blood Sacrifice Altar had been drained completely dry.

Lin Qi inspected his body internally. The layer of gold leaf on the surface of his bones, which had been somewhat ethereal, was now incredibly thick and had completely integrated into the bone.

The treasure-light flowing on his skin also withdrew, making it look similar to ordinary skin, but the explosive power contained within was more than a level stronger than before.

His control over his power had reached an extremely refined state; with a slight clench of his fist, the air between his fingers crackled as it was squeezed.

“The Indestructible Golden Body is complete.” Lin Qi grinned.

At the same time, in the Longya Academy monitoring room.

Elder Mo jumped straight out of his chair, his reading glasses falling to the floor.

“Mother of God! Snapping a legendary weapon with bare hands! This kid has truly refined his Physical Body into a divine Sharp Weapon!”

The old man was dancing with excitement, frantically typing data onto the screen. He had studied Old-Era Combat Techniques for a lifetime, and today his eyes were truly opened.

This wasn't some skill; this was Physical Body Sanctification in the truest sense!

Instructor Su Qing leaned on the desk with both hands, her chest heaving. She stared fixedly at the red dot representing Lin Qi on the screen and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

She had personally experienced the power of Law Curses; she knew better than anyone the feeling of helplessness when being forcibly suppressed by System rules.

But now, Lin Qi had used two fingers to snap a legendary dagger that carried the Law of Causality.

“He survived. Not only did he survive, he became stronger.” Instructor Su Qing bit her lip, the heavy stone in her heart finally dropping. The Law Curse on her might actually be saved this time.

At Huichun Hall in Tianhai City.

Zhang Wei was rolling around on a pile of gold bars when he suddenly let out a massive sneeze.

“Ouch, Brother Qi must be slaughtering everyone in the Dragon Tomb and wants me to get the warehouse ready for the loot!” The fat man rubbed his nose and continued happily calculating how to spend this massive fortune. As long as he followed Brother Qi, the position of the richest man in Tianhai City would surely belong to him, Zhang Wei.

Meanwhile, in the secret underground base in Kyoto, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

On the large screen, the red dot representing the assassin Ying Wan flickered twice before going out completely.

The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Li Qingcang stared dead at the screen, his eyes wider than copper bells and bloodshot.

“Impossible... this is absolutely impossible!”

He suddenly lunged at the control console like a madman, slamming his fists onto the metal panel and smashing the keyboard to pieces.

That wasn't all; he turned and kicked the technical supervisor in the stomach, sending the man flying three meters away.

“That was the fang of the night god! That was a Law of Causality weapon! That was the Shadow Guild's main body in action! How could he die! How could he possibly die at the hands of a Blank Slate! Those trash from the Shadow Guild took so much of my money and then produced this kind of failure!”

Li Qingcang's roar echoed in the basement, making the ears of the Elders throb with pain.

The technical supervisor rolled on the ground clutching his stomach, stammering his report:

“Fa-Family Head... life signs have completely vanished. The Shadow Guild just sent word that the main body's Soul Tablet... shattered. They are demanding we pay double the liquidated damages immediately.”

As soon as these words came out, the air in the hall froze completely.

An indescribable pressure spread frantically through the hearts of all the Li Family high-ranking members.

Dozens of elite death soldiers gone, a gold-medal assassin Clone destroyed, and now even the main body with a legendary weapon was lost. What exactly were they facing?

“This kid simply cannot be killed!” an Elder mumbled with trembling lips.

“He can even resist System Laws. Did we... provoke the wrong person this time?”

“Shut up! All of you shut up!” Li Qingcang turned around, his expression terrifyingly distorted. “Go to the black market and double the bounty again. I don't believe that all the experts in the Federation combined can't kill one mud-legged peasant.”

He had completely gambled his eyes red; the Li Family's face and future were all bet on this.

If they couldn't kill Lin Qi, the Li Family would become a complete laughingstock in Kyoto.

At the bottom of the Dragon Tomb, in the twenty-times gravity zone.

Lin Qi stood up and stretched his neck, his joints popping like firecrackers.

He glanced at the mess surrounding the Blood Sacrifice Altar and walked over to the corpse of Ying Wan he had kicked down earlier.

“Coming out for a job and you don't even bring travel expenses, what a pauper.” Lin Qi grumbled while searching the corpse.

The assassin's Storage Ring had already failed under twenty times gravity, and everything inside was shredded by spatial turbulence, making the money-loving Lin Qi cry out about the loss.

However, he soon fished out a few metal lumps from the corpse's inner pocket.

He was familiar with these—Miniature Signal Transmitters, specifically used for positioning and status transmission.

Lin Qi gripped the transmitters in his hand, a fierce look in his eyes.

He spoke directly into the transmitters, his voice deafeningly loud.

“Li Qingcang, I know you're listening.”

“This rat you sent doesn't taste very good. I've snapped that broken dagger for you too; consider it interest.”

Lin Qi let out a cold laugh, his tone filled with undisguised killing intent.

“Wash your neck and wait.”

“Now, it's my turn to be the hunter.”