138: A miracle? No, it's the extreme realm! The Jedi strikes back!

He smiled?! In this desperate situation? Smiled?! Evil Mr.'s expression froze, a strange unease rising in his heart. Logically, he should have had no chance of survival. But why was he smiling? The speed at which the dark greatsword fell was too fast, leaving Evil Mr. no time to think further.

"Clang!" A crisp, loud sound.

A green light shield appeared above Jiang Yuan's head, blocking the dark greatsword's strike.

Guardian Shield, 2/3.

Evil Mr. immediately relaxed, a smile appearing on his face.

"So it's a protective item that can block fatal damage, is this your trump card?"

"But your situation hasn't changed at all. As long as the uses are depleted, you're still dead."

Evil Mr. was full of confidence.

He then controlled the dark greatsword to deliver a second strike.

Jiang Yuan slowly spoke, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I won't die. The one who will die is you."

Evil Mr. frowned.

"What exactly are you planning?"

He quickly went over his plan in his mind, and after finding no flaws, he was certain that Jiang Yuan was just bluffing.

He sneered coldly.

Evil Mr. said, "In this situation, unless a miracle happens, your only outcome is death."

"And miracles don't exist."

"Die!"

The dark greatsword fell again.

Jiang Yuan, whose stamina had recovered by more than half, shot out brilliant golden light from his eyes.

"Extreme Dao... Domain!"

Dazzling sacred golden radiance erupted from his body, a golden cross halo appearing behind his head, the light covering a hundred-meter radius!

The dark chains instantly shattered.

"!"

As Evil Mr. watched with disbelieving eyes.

"Boom!"

The absolute rule he had established shattered with a roar, the dark kingdom collapsed, and light shone in from the outside.

Falling into his eyes, it was like the ethereal miracle itself.

No... How could there be a miracle in the world.

"Whoosh!"

Space fluctuated.

In the instant Evil Mr. lost his focus, Jiang Yuan used Divine Speed to appear before him.

First, he held a crimson spear in his left hand and pierced through Evil Mr.'s protective barrier.

Then, holding the Sky Locking Blood Moon in his right hand, at the cost of half his life, he unleashed the power of the relic, combined with the Immortal Phoenix Flame and Martial Dao Pressure, and swung out a perfect strike that unified spirit, energy, and mind.

Innate Martial Technique - Asahi Blade. Funeral Pyre!!

Wherever the blade passed, everything turned into nothingness.

Even an eighth-order was no exception.

Evil Mr.'s upper body seemed to be erased by an eraser, instantly dissolving away!

"Damn... damn it..."

Evil Mr.'s angry and terrified voice came from his remaining body.

Jiang Yuan swung his blade again, splitting his lower body in two as well.

The next second.

"Whoosh!"

A deep black light merged into the Dark Throne beneath him.

A dark vortex appeared in the air.

The Dark Throne carried Evil Mr.'s Soul and flew towards it.

"Don't even think about escaping!!"

Jiang Yuan's expression was cold.

Yellow Springs Underworld Chain shot out from the surrounding void.

[Eternal Nether Burial!]

He didn't hesitate to make his Yang God vibrate again, just to kill the opponent.

Terrifying mental power pierced through the void, carrying a netherworld aura, and blasted towards the dark vortex like a beam of light, crushing everything in its path.

But just as it was about to hit.

A giant eye suddenly appeared in the sky, erupting a purple beam of light, blocking this attack!

It was the Yin Lord again.

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, unwilling to watch Evil Mr.'s Soul escape.

He extended his left hand, and dark power surged.

Hand of Plunder!!

The Dark Throne merged into the dark vortex and completely disappeared.

A low, angry roar from Evil Mr. came through.

A ball of dark halo also appeared in Jiang Yuan's hand.

[Ding! You successfully used Hand of Plunder]

The light shattered.

A dagger emanating death aura, with a black blade and a crimson handle, appeared in Jiang Yuan's hand.

Appraise!

[Blade of Calamity Talisman]: Curse-type relic, serial number 033. Anyone stabbed by this dagger will fall into a death calamity and be entangled by a curse. Side effect: Each use increases ill fortune by +1.

"Unfortunately, he still got away."

Jiang Yuan sighed and put away the [Blade of Calamity Talisman].

He looked up.

The purple giant eye had also disappeared.

That wasn't his true body, not even a Clone; it was likely that Evil Mr. used some item to draw upon the Yin Lord's power.

"What is the relationship between them?"

"Listening to him, he seems to have connections with several Deep Abyss Lords and wants to gain Abyss recognition by accomplishing something, breaking away from his human body to become a new Deep Abyss Lord..."

Jiang Yuan pondered.

And with Evil Mr.'s escape.

The surrounding purple barrier slowly closed, forming a purple umbrella that fell to the ground.

Jiang Yuan walked over and picked it up.

"Is this the epic-grade item he mentioned?"

Whether it was or not.

It was his now.

After examining it with his True Sight Eye and confirming there were no issues, Jiang Yuan put it into his System warehouse.

He then found the crimson spear that Performer dropped.

[Blood Spear (Dark Gold Grade)]: Strength +550, Speed +550, Attack Speed +70%, Lifesteal +50%, Critical Hit Rate +50%. Comes with skill: Bloodthirsty Frenzy. Equipment Level: LV50.

...Into the warehouse.

He then swept the battlefield again.

After collecting the other equipment, items, and crystals dropped by Performer and Miss Puppet upon their deaths.

Jiang Yuan casually counted them. Miss Puppet's dropped items were worth over 230 million in total. Performer's were over 1.1 billion.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "No wonder some people specifically hunt Transferred Martial Artists. This speed of making money is indeed much faster than grinding monsters or going into the Abyss."

However, this was also related to their identities as notorious individuals who had committed countless murders and robberies, and their status as high-level Transferred Martial Artists.

A normal fourth-order Transferred Martial Artist having fifty million in assets would be considered good.

He glanced at the surrounding Transferred Martial Artists who had suffered collateral damage.

Jiang Yuan sighed lightly, sent a message to Yan Runan, and reported the events here simply and directly.

Then, he boarded the Black Crow Shuttle and left.

...On the other side.

Yan Runan was drinking spirit tea, leisurely eating the new dessert from [Upper Heaven], and browsing the academy's item list, thinking about what to exchange for with her newly acquired academic credits.

Suddenly, she received a message from Jiang Yuan.

She opened it.

Jiang Yuan: [I was ambushed by the Church of Suffering at the entrance of the Howling Jungle. Evil Mr., Performer, and Miss Puppet attacked. I counter-killed two of them, and Evil Mr. escaped.]

"Pfft!" Yan Runan spat out her spirit tea directly.

"Hey hey hey hey hey?!!!"