164: Chapter 11: Forbidden Land, Professor in Name Only

The sickle tore through the air, bringing a sharp whistle, and collided violently with Yamamura Ichiro's samurai sword mid-air, stirring up visible ripples of energy.

The collision of two powerful forces caused the surrounding space to tremble.

Yamamura Ichiro stomped his foot, his figure flashing like a ghost. His samurai sword transformed into streaks of silver afterimages, deflecting Baili Ziyuan's attacks one by one, and pressing forward step by step, gradually gaining the upper hand.

However, Baili Ziyuan did not show the slightest hint of panic. In his eyes, the deep blue ghostly light intensified.

Suddenly, the pair of gray-black wings on his back flapped fiercely. The four ghost faces seemed to come alive, emitting waves of mournful howls, adding a touch of strangeness and terror to his attacks.

A hint of astonishment also appeared on Yamamura Ichiro's stiff face, but the next moment, the power of Wu Zong Peak within him fully erupted. His entire Aura instantly soared to its peak, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by his presence.

Li Wuji, who was watching from the side, nodded slightly. Although Yamamura Ichiro was a Magic Gu Puppet and his power was rapidly boosted, ordinary Late Stage Wu Zong powerhouses would definitely not be his match.

However, Baili Ziyuan's potion had many additions, so it was unlikely to be so fragile. Thinking this, the anticipation in Li Wuji's eyes deepened.

Baili Ziyuan's eyes were fixed on Yamamura Ichiro. Gripping the sickle tightly, he spread his form and suddenly accelerated with the help of his wings, circling behind Yamamura Ichiro at an incredible speed. The sickle, bringing the sound of tearing air, aimed directly at a vital point.

Yamamura Ichiro reacted extremely quickly, retreating sharply while sweeping his samurai sword horizontally, attempting to cut off Baili Ziyuan's attack route.

But Baili Ziyuan seemed to have anticipated his movement. The sickle traced a strange arc in the air, avoiding the edge of the samurai sword, and continued its relentless pursuit.

"One Sword Slash - Annihilation!"

A brilliant light suddenly surged from Yamamura Ichiro's samurai sword. The powerful might caused the surrounding space to compress and deform.

Facing this fatal blow, a cold glint flashed in Baili Ziyuan's eyes.

"Mystic Ethereal!"

Baili Ziyuan's gray-white body actually began to phase. Yamamura Ichiro's powerful slash went straight through empty air.

Suddenly, his pair of gray-black wings shone even brighter. The four ghost faces seemed to be roaring, releasing unprecedented terrifying power.

"Ghost Face Sky Soaring Slash!"

Baili Ziyuan roared. The sickle and wings merged into one, transforming into a gray-black lightning bolt that shot straight towards Yamamura Ichiro. Its speed was so fast that even space seemed to be torn apart.

The two forces collided in the air, erupting in a deafening roar that changed the very color of the sky and earth.

As the dust and smoke cleared, Yamamura Ichiro's figure was seen staggering back, his face pale. He was clearly heavily wounded.

Baili Ziyuan, on the other hand, landed steadily. Although his Aura was somewhat disordered, his deep blue eyes flickered with an inexplicable light.

Li Wuji watched the battle quietly from the side, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. Suddenly, he looked at Yamamura Ichiro.

A small crack appeared on Yamamura Ichiro's chest. Originally, this was nothing more than a superficial wound.

But at some point, dense, strange runes appeared at the small wound.

Li Wuji could feel the pain emanating from Yamamura Ichiro. If not for the Magic Gu suppressing it, the opponent would likely have already fainted.

"Interesting!"

As he spoke, a small black Gu worm flew out from between Yamamura Ichiro's eyebrows and steadily landed in Li Wuji's hand.

It then silently sank into his palm. Baili Ziyuan's eyes flickered from the side. He tightened his grip on the sickle but quickly relaxed.

This small movement naturally did not escape Li Wuji's perception, but he paid it no mind, simply focusing intently on Yamamura Ichiro's current state.

Without the enhancement of the Magic Gu, Yamamura Ichiro's Realm Aura began to drop, instantly falling to the fifth level of the Wu Zong Realm.

Just as everything was about to return to calm, Yamamura Ichiro's body gave a final twitch and completely lost all signs of life.

Immediately after, an ethereal figure floated out from inside him. This was actually Yamamura Ichiro's god soul.

"Gather!"

Baili Ziyuan let out a low shout. Yamamura Ichiro's god soul was grasped in his hand and then began to shrink until it completely disappeared.

"Crack!"

With a shattering sound, Baili Ziyuan actually broke through directly to the fourth level of Wu Zong, reaching the mid-stage of Wu Zong.

Li Wuji watched Baili Ziyuan quietly. After a moment, he said faintly, "We shall meet again."

After speaking, Li Wuji's figure suddenly dissipated. At the same time, the thin veil that had somehow enveloped the surroundings also completely disappeared.

Before Baili Ziyuan could react, he detected several prying gazes. Not daring to be careless, he immediately concealed his Aura and flew into this vast outer circle.

As for Li Wuji himself, he had long since left Sakura Country. At this moment, he was holding an ancient book and flying away from Sakura Country on the back of a flying insect.

"Silent Sea, Nether Blood Sea, are there such Forbidden Grounds Outside the Territory?"

Li Wuji looked at the records in the ancient book, his brows furrowed. "Where did these Foreign Races come from? They seem to be just the vanguard."

In the White Tiger District, within the Great Xia Research Institute, Su Wuming had completely won over most people with his excellent skills and knowledge.

Even Chen Lao looked at Su Wuming with new eyes and even extended an invitation, hoping the other party could officially join the Great Xia Research Institute.

But Su Wuming directly refused. However, he did leave his name here, allowing him to come at any time and enjoy treatment equivalent to a professor.

After nearly half a month of research, they actually managed to research something using those blood-colored threads.

Now, Chen Lao, Zhuang Wen, Su Wuming, and others were all looking excitedly at the pair of red gloves before them.

This pair of gloves was woven from the blood-colored threads. With the enhancement of spiritual power, even SS-grade weapons would find it difficult to damage them.

Moreover, they could extend according to the user's consciousness. The extended threads could transform into weapons like shields or spears, showing excellent malleability.

Even ordinary Low Grade saint relics could hardly compare. The only pity was that they could not be mass-produced; only one could be made.

However, due to their experimental results, the higher-ups in the Military Department agreed that if they killed any more criminal Devil Fruit Ability Users, they would hand them over to them.

"Little Su, we owe you a lot this time!"

Chen Lao said emotionally, "Go back and rest more this time. In ten days, an even more arduous task awaits us!"

Su Wuming naturally did not refuse, nodding slightly. "Chen Lao, don't worry, I will definitely be there."

After exchanging pleasantries and chatting for a while, Su Wuming took the Military Department's special vehicle back to the Star Technology headquarters.

Here, Su Yao and the other five were already waiting. After Su Wuming got out of the car, all five bowed in greeting.

"Boss!"

With just two words, Su Wuming noticed the difference. After glancing at the five people, he smiled and said, "It seems you've succeeded!"