189: The Lizard God has started the second phase, and the space-based satellite is shining.

After finishing everything, Yang Dian took out the Starry Sky Spear from her shoulder, retrieved the emergency equipment from his storage space, and performed some simple hemostatic treatment on the girl.

What? Use red plum to heal her?

Yang Dian wasn't horny.

red plum was for saving himself or his own people.

The girl surviving might be a good bargaining chip, but if she died, she died, it was no big deal.

After completing the simple first aid, Yang Dian took off the Ice Silkworm Robe that Xiao Sa Leiman had given him, wrapped her tightly in it, and put her into his storage bracelet.

That's right, the storage space Uncle Yue gave him had no restrictions on storing living beings.

How could space be so inconvenient?

Inside the bracelet's space, apart from being a bit stuffy, it was no different from the outside.

Let alone temporarily storing a person.

As long as he was diligent and remembered to periodically supply oxygen to the space, he could even keep fish in water inside it.

"I just hope she doesn't die in my bracelet."

Muttering to himself, Yang Dian turned back to the battlefield.

The Apache had already put down their spears and surrendered.

Kameida Sanzo was first split in half by Old Daoist Qingfeng's Zhan Tian Ba Jian Shu (Sky Severing Sword Drawing Technique), and before he could even be fully separated, he was beheaded by Scar wielding a great saber, turning into four pieces.

Adding the girl lying in his bracelet, who appeared out of nowhere.

The trio of death-seekers who jumped out were officially declared annihilated.

Arriving next to the Apache, who was surrounded by four people and a robot, Yang Dian once again conjured a Starry Sky Sword and gestured to Uncle Yue.

Seeing Yang Dian's action, the Apache raised his hands even higher:

"Apache, Chinese, friendly."

Uncle Yue coughed and pulled Yang Dian aside:

"The Apache is the only City-Level combat force among the North American Apache. We need him to contain the American federations and syndicates in North America, so he cannot die, and it's best if he doesn't even get injured."

Yang Dian suddenly understood.

"I also caught an Awakened with City-Level combat power who has never appeared before. How should we deal with him?"

"Send him back to the country first," Uncle Yue said somewhat indifferently:

"Awakened with ice abilities are the easiest to deal with. The energy-locking ore we discovered domestically isn't just for show; once shackled, he'll just be an ordinary person."

As he spoke, the two had already walked to the edge of the sinkhole created by the tungsten cone.

Seeing the Lizardman God with a large hole in his chest, Yang Dian's pupils contracted slightly.

"The hole in the Lizardman God's chest seems to have gotten smaller."

He gestured at the large hole, then confirmed his guess:

"When I saw him before, the large hole in his chest was about 8.35 meters in diameter."

"But now, this large hole is at most 8 meters."

After gesturing, he pointed to the Lizardman God's heart and said:

"His heart is also almost fully repaired."

"What should we do?"

Uncle Yue sighed with a complex expression:

"The recovery speed is too fast."

"And his strength is too great."

"To withstand a direct hit from a five-gauge tungsten cone and not die, this kind of monster is too terrifying."

"Originally, I wanted to transport it back for live dissection, but now it seems we can only dismember it and take it back."

Yang Dian looked at the dense, shattered crystals and gems on the Lizardman God's crown, and said thoughtfully:

"The strange items in the Lizardmen's hands all seem to appear in the form of crystals, gems, and patterns."

"The shattered crystals and gems on its head are probably all strange items."

"It must have relied on these strange items to block the tungsten cone's strike."

As he spoke, Yang Dian's gaze fell on the wisps of blood with golden light spots overflowing from the large hole in the Lizardman God's chest.

"Besides this, perhaps we can also refer to the Lizardman God to glimpse the mysteries of the seventh realm of martial arts."

Uncle Yue looked at the Lizardman God's rapidly recovering injuries and nodded along:

"So, in your opinion, the seventh realm of martial arts should be Rebirth from severed limbs or Rebirth from a drop of blood?"

"How can it be achieved?"

"Isn't the leap a bit too big?"

Yang Dian shook his head:

"I don't know how to achieve it either."

"But speaking of leaps, isn't the leap from the Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke Realm to the Qi Blood Dragon Transformation Realm not big?"

Yang Dian reached out and conjured a Qi and Blood Spear in his palm.

Then he threw the spear towards the Lizardman God's exposed heart:

"No matter how many Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke Realm cultivators stand before us, they..."

Yang Dian's sentence was cut short, stuck in his throat.

Nothing else.

The Lizardman God, who had been keeping his eyes closed and his twelve arms drooping, suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to grasp the Qi and Blood Spear he had thrown.

"Crack~"

With a crisp sound, the Qi and Blood Spear Yang Dian had thrown was directly crushed into fragments.

As the Lizardman God slowly turned his head to look at his position, Yang Dian couldn't help but gasp:

"Holy crap, half his heart was destroyed, and he not only survived but is also so fierce?"

Hearing the commotion from his side, Old Daoist Qingfeng, Lei Ming, Scar, and Chen Jie put down the Apache and landed at the edge of the sinkhole.

"Attack, let's kill him first."

As Old Daoist Qingfeng drew his long sword, the Lizardman God had already leaped out of the sinkhole, spreading his twelve arms against the moon.

"Sga~"

Amidst a low hiss, the Lizardman language was understood by Yang Dian through an unknown power.

"Ants, receive the wrath of God."

As he spoke, Old Daoist Qingfeng had already drawn a brilliant sword light.

But before it could get close to the Lizardman God, the sword light was directly erased by an unknown power.

"Sga~"

"Humble ants, you will have the honor of worshipping a true God!"

No sooner had the Lizardman God's hiss faded than a series of "tear~" sounds came from his body.

In the blink of an eye, layers of pale golden, magnificent skin membrane unfurled, covering his entire body, transforming him into a winged Dragon-human form.

Feeling the fatal threat emanating from the Lizardman God, Yang Dian couldn't help but smack his lips:

"Uncle Yue, it seems the seventh realm of martial arts isn't Rebirth from a drop of blood, but rather full health Revival and entering a second form after encountering a fatal threat."

"You still have the mood to joke, kid?" Uncle Yue chuckled and chided, then seemingly gave up resisting, withdrawing all his defenses:

"However, in this form, we really don't seem to be able to defeat the Lizardman God."

Hearing Uncle Yue's sigh, the Lizardman God curled his lips, revealing ferocious fangs:

"Ants, in consideration of your decent strength, surrender to the great God, and I shall grant you eternal life."

Uncle Yue sighed again:

"Our strength is still not enough~"

As he spoke, he stepped to the right, revealing Scar behind him, whose eyes had turned blood red.

"Coordinate lock, energy blockade."

"Matrix amplification, pierce the stars."

The Lizardman God flapped his wings lightly, directly breaking through Scar's energy blockade, which was combined with the space-based satellite in the sky.

"Hiss~~~ Ga?" The Lizardman God was about to say that the same Move couldn't work twice on a God, when a sense of fatal threat had already descended from the starry sky.

Before he could even look up, a cold blue beam of light, 10 meters in diameter, had already pierced through heaven and earth, illuminating the dark desert as bright as day.