142: Chapter 142 The Eighth Order Descends! The Web Weaver and the Hidden Blade Light!

Su Ming's fist, carrying an ultimate mass of 1,500 tons, smashed downwards.

This punch was enough to completely erase the Scorpion King's remaining life, along with every secret he knew, from this world.

However, right at this critical moment!

A sudden change occurred!

Not far away, Chief Examiner Li Feng, the man who had been forgotten by everyone beside the ruins of the control console, the man who had been scared into a state of collapse, began to clutch his head and twitch.

The Tongyuan Society badge on his chest, which had long since lost its luster, suddenly erupted with a blinding dark purple light!

In Chief Examiner Li Feng's Source Beast-like pupils, the last spark of human spirit was completely extinguished, replaced by a hollow, mechanical sense.

His stiff cervical spine twisted into an angle that did not belong to a living person.

He spoke in a tone without any inflection, reporting word by word:

"Coordinates confirmed... Target... Scorpion King..."

"Vital signs critical..."

"Initiating emergency retrieval protocol..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light on his chest converged into a single point, then exploded with a "Boom!"

The badge transformed into a mass of dark purple light.

"Skree—!"

The sound of space being torn apart was sharp and piercing.

A huge and hideous blood-colored rift ripped open in mid-air!

Deep within the rift, viscous blood-colored energy surged.

A terrifying manifestation, impossible to see in its entirety, flashed by.

It had a dark golden carapace, eight millstone-sized scarlet giant eyes, and countless limbs writhing.

With just a glance, an ancient and evil Aura rushed towards them!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding the 7th Rank and capable of crushing mountains, descended from the rift with a boom!

8th Rank!

It was the Aura of an 8th Rank!

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

In the Martial Arts Arena, everyone still standing, whether examinees or instructors, including Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng, Tie Moshan, and Lang Qingyun, all had their legs go weak under this pressure, collapsing to the ground on the spot.

They couldn't even struggle.

The hope that had just ignited was crushed into dust in this instant.

Instructor Lin, protected behind Chu Yao, looked at the rift, the blood draining from her face.

"The Web Weaver..." she said, her voice trembling,

"The Retrieval Saint Envoy under the Tongyuan Society Council Chairman!"

"An 8th Rank Void Dark Spider, specifically responsible for retrieving important targets!"

"They even sent someone of this level!"

Chu Yao's pupils contracted sharply.

Tie Moshan rasped out, "The 7th Rank was already deadly enough, but an 8th Rank... how the hell are we supposed to fight this?"

A low, androgynous laugh, carrying a hint of contempt, slowly drifted out from the blood-colored rift.

"Little Scorpion, you've done enough. It's time to go home."

As the words fell, countless pitch-black threads shot out from the rift!

These were no ordinary threads.

Each one was covered in obsidian bone spikes, with hooked giant claws at the ends, leaving distorted spatial ripples in the air.

The threads were incredibly precise, heading straight for the dying Scorpion King on the ground.

"Skree, skree, skree—"

Dozens of threads instantly wrapped around the Scorpion King's tattered body, tightening and lifting it up.

In the Scorpion King's only remaining murky eyeball, a flash of relief at surviving a disaster flickered.

It was going to be rescued.

"Retrieve your grandpa!" A roar of anger broke the silence.

"Trying to steal it again!?"

Su Ming's eyes were red.

After fighting to the death for so long, just when he was about to get the loot, some bastard had come to intercept it again?

And right in front of him, the creditor, trying to forcibly drag away his spoils?

No way!

Whether it's an 8th Rank or a 9th Rank!

Nobody is dragging away my experience pack!

The 1,500 tons of mass within his body operated at full power.

[Mass Heavy Cannon]!

[Mass Engine]!

The alloy ground beneath his feet collapsed with a boom, and his entire body turned into an afterimage that the naked eye couldn't capture.

With both fists stacked, he slammed a punch towards the threads that were tearing through space!

"BOOM!!!"

The violent physical kinetic energy collided with the pitch-black threads.

The Void Realm rippled violently, and the blood-colored light at the edge of the spatial rift flickered intensely.

A few outer threads snapped under the impact of pure power, dissipating into black debris.

But most of the threads only swayed.

Their resilience far exceeded Su Ming's expectations.

The power was dispersed layer by layer by the spatial ripples, and by the time it reached the depths of the rift, there wasn't much left.

A soft sound of surprise came from the rift.

The lazy voice had its first emotional fluctuation.

"Pure Physical Body strength? Interesting!"

A brief silence.

Then a sneer.

"But does the strength of an ant dare to shake the heavens?"

A stronger pulling force surged from the rift, and countless threads suddenly tightened.

The Scorpion King's body was jerked upwards, getting further and further from the ground, sliding rapidly towards the depths of the rift.

Su Ming gritted his teeth and took another step forward, but the spatial attributes of the threads greatly reduced the effectiveness of his physical attacks.

He watched helplessly as the cooked duck flew away.

Damn it, this is a huge loss!

However.

Just at the last moment when the Scorpion King was about to be dragged into the rift—

...

High-dimensional Void Realm.

In a sandwich space independent of the reality dimension, everything was unnervingly quiet.

Shen Hongyuan sat on a floating profound stone, a pot of steaming tea by his side.

Opposite him, a silver-haired youth who looked no more than twenty years old was holding a teacup.

Kong Ming.

In human form, an 8th Rank Peak, Space Element Source Beast Emperor.

Shen Hongyuan's companion beast.

And also the true hidden guardian of Jiangcheng!

In those compound eyes reflecting the birth and death of stars, there was full of contempt and disgust.

The kind of disgust one feels when a fly falls into tea.

"Playing with spatial threads in my territory?"

"Old spider, you've crossed the line."

Shen Hongyuan glanced at him but didn't speak.

He just picked up the teapot and refilled his cup.

Kong Ming stood up.

There was no wind in the Void Realm, but his silver-white long hair moved without wind.

He raised a finger.

A silver-white arc of light condensed at his fingertip.

It was thin as a cicada's wing.

Yet it made the entire high-dimensional Void Realm tremble.

...

In the Martial Arts Arena.

Half of the Scorpion King's body had already been dragged into the blood-colored rift.

Everyone thought it was over.

But in the next second!

"Skree!"

A very faint sound.

From inside the rift.

A silver-white arc of light silently slashed down in reverse.

There was no energy fluctuation.

No shockwave impact.

There was not even a sound.

That arc of light existed for no more than 0.1 seconds.

But in those 0.1 seconds,

"Ah—!"

A scream from the Web Weaver came from the rift.

The 8th Rank existence who had been lazily sneering from start to finish now had a completely changed voice.

It had turned into pure shock, anger, and disbelief.

"Kong Ming!!"

A shriek mixed with horror and rage came from the rift.

"You, a dignified half-step 9th Rank, attacking casually!

Are you not afraid of breaking the rules!?"

The answer to it was a voice even colder and more indifferent than its own.

It sounded simultaneously from every corner of the Void Realm.

"Take a message to your Council Group."

"Next time you try a sneak attack, we go straight to war."

As the words finished, a pool of thick, dark golden blood sprayed out of the rift.

Immediately after.

"Bang!"

A huge severed arm fell from the rift.

A pitch-black carapace, densely covered with obsidian bone spikes, the joints still twitching, dripping with hot dark golden blood.

An 8th Rank severed arm.

It had been cleanly severed at the elbow.

The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror.

This severed arm smashed onto the ruins, splashing up a patch of rubble, and landed exactly less than two meters from Su Ming's feet.

At the same time, the threads wrapping around the Scorpion King instantly loosened.

The Scorpion King's remnant body, having lost its traction, fell heavily from mid-air back to the ground.

The rift rapidly contracted amidst the Web Weaver's frustrated screams.

Those eight scarlet giant eyes took one last look at the Martial Arts Arena.

Filled with fear.

Then, the rift completely closed.

The 8th Rank pressure that had been weighing on everyone's heads vanished into thin air.

Even the wind in the Martial Arts Arena stopped!

Everyone had the same question in their minds!

That slash just now...

Who was it?

There were simply too many melons today.

So many that it was like a group of badgers falling into a melon field; they were guaranteed to be ripe and sweet, and the crowd was already numb from eating!

And the moment Su Ming saw that 8th Rank severed arm, his eyes turned green.

The System notification sound in his brain flashed frantically.

He was so excited he almost shattered his teeth!

[Ding! Detected 8th Rank high-level Source Beast severed limb!]

[Contains a large amount of high-dimensional matter and Law residue!]

[Recommendation: Consume immediately!]

8th Rank!?

Severed limb!

High-dimensional matter!

Law residue!

These four words combined together, in Su Ming's eyes, were just four big words...

Woohoo, taking off!

Without a word, he catapulted himself out.

He didn't care about his image anymore, performing a hungry dog pounce, his hands tightly clutching the huge severed arm that was still dripping with dark golden blood.

With a thought, he shoved it into the System space at the speed of light!

Hand it over!

The whole process took less than 0.3 seconds.

"Phew, scared the hell out of me!"

Su Ming, having stuffed the severed arm away, straightened his back and let out a long breath.

He looked like a profiteer who had just completed a massive deal.

Then he looked down.

Looking at the Scorpion King, who had been dropped back beside his feet.

The Scorpion King no longer looked like a living creature.

There wasn't a single complete bone in its entire body.

Half of its body had been blown away by Su Ming's previous punch.

The remaining half had deep blood grooves carved into it by the threads.

Its only remaining human eyeball stared blankly at Su Ming.

The expression in its eyes was extremely complex.

There was fear, regret, but more than anything, a sense of relief from "I backed the wrong horse."

You old schemer!

You should have said earlier that you had someone behind you!

I shouldn't have transformed!

I would have just committed suicide!

Why suffer this much!

"Stop looking."

Su Ming clapped his hands, looking down at him.

"Your master doesn't want you anymore."

Su Ming didn't give the Scorpion King any more chances to speak or think.

He raised his heavy foot, carrying a terrifying weight of hundreds of tons, and slammed it down onto the Scorpion King's skull!

"Bang!"

This time, there were no more accidents.

Red and white completely stained these ruins with the color of the end.

Eliminating future troubles once and for all!

...

At the core of the Purple Pattern Spirit-Locking Array.

The Mantis King was struggling to maintain the operation of the great array.

He watched everything happening before him quietly.

He had seen that silver-white blade light with his own eyes.

He had seen the 8th Rank Saint Envoy's severed arm fall with his own eyes.

He had seen the Web Weaver—one of the Twelve Saint Envoys of the Tongyuan Society—have his arm cut off in one move, and then... run away with his tail between his legs?!

The water behind this youth...

Was deep enough to drown the entire Southern Theater of Operations!

...

And at this very moment, at Jiangcheng No. 1 High School.

Outside the barrier.

On the skyline.

A scorching, fiery red light was diving in from the northwest at an incredible speed.

It was not an aircraft.

It was not a Source Energy bomb.

It was a person.

A figure burning with crimson flames, trailing a long tail of fire, tore through the clouds, bringing with it continuous sonic booms.

The rolling heat waves could be felt even across the barrier.

On the ground, Commander Qin Luo suddenly looked up.

"That is..."

His pupils contracted sharply.

Fiery red long hair.

A crimson greatsword taller than a person.

That terrifying, shocking Aura made the air burn from a hundred miles away.

Commander Qin Luo's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Huangfu..."

He watched as that fiery red meteor slammed straight down towards the ground!