460: Chapter 460 Resident Evil

"Master Xinjing, you bald donkey, put down the Immortal's body!"

Mu Hao was the first to strike, using a technique to transform his Magic Power into a horse, galloping through the void in pursuit.

Close behind him was his green ox.

Seeing its master attack, the green ox's face actually showed a human-like serious expression.

It kicked a hoof at Lotus Lady, who was also trying to give chase, but she easily blocked it and sent the green ox flying with a backhand palm strike.

However, the green ox let out a human-like sneer.

"Moo moo moo, moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo!"

Still in mid-air, the green ox brought its hooves together, and a horse made of Magic Power actually appeared beneath it.

Taking advantage of the height, it spat out a gust of foul-smelling Yao wind downwards, forcing everyone to close their eyes instinctively and clouding their Divine Sense for a moment.

By the time their Divine Sense recovered, Master Xinjing had already long gone, carrying Kun Gou in a princess carry, with Mu Hao and the green ox in hot pursuit on their Magic Power horses.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Mingyuan's gaze turned cold as he prepared to ride the wind, a cloud forming beneath his feet.

"Fellow Daoist, strike quickly and seize the... Huh? Where is he?"

Zhou Yan was nowhere to be seen behind him.

But seeing the others already in pursuit and thinking of the value of a complete Immortal, he gritted his teeth, ignored Zhou Yan, and sped off on his cloud.

And what was Zhou Yan doing at this moment?

In the waters near the Outer Island, a half-meter-tall sticky rice dumpling was sprinting across the surface of the sea, but strangely, the sea didn't kick up any waves despite its extreme speed.

This made the already inconspicuous little sticky rice dumpling even less noticeable.

"Nigerundayo!"

"Jie jie jie, what a long way around I've taken!"

Because the sticky rice dumpling suit prevented mounting actions, and flying was considered a mounting action, Zhou Yan could only sprint across the sea to escape.

Fortunately, he could generate a wind field beneath his feet, so he didn't stir up any waves along the way. Otherwise, a sticky rice dumpling causing massive waves would likely render the stealth effect useless.

"Even though the plan was completely useless, the result is surprisingly good."

Zhou Yan had come to realize that even with a perfect strategy in high-level power plays, it was hard to prevent accidents. Thus, he didn't feel frustrated about his plan going to waste.

On the contrary, he had seized the right moment and done what was most beneficial for himself.

"Holy crap!"

Failing to stop in time, Zhou Yan felt like he had hit something, but when he rubbed his head and looked, there was nothing in front of him.

"What's going on?" The short arms under the sticky rice dumpling suit were about to reach out and feel around, but his face felt the invisible wall first.

"Ugh!" Zhou Yan felt like his whole body was being pinned down by wind pressure. In desperation, he had no choice but to take off the sticky rice dumpling suit to resist.

"Phew..."

After taking a deep breath, the Power of Law circulated through his body, and the invisible pressure instantly vanished.

"Who is it?! Do you have any sense of public morality? What kind of decent person releases pressure indiscriminately? Pressing down on one side then the other, what about the two at home!"

At this point, how could Zhou Yan not understand? This air wall must be a Formation activated by some jerk, likely connected to the person who suddenly released the pressure.

He just didn't know for the moment whether it was the Yao Race or the Dynasty that had arrived.

Zhou Yan looked at the invisible wall in front of him again and couldn't help but sigh.

"Now, the only ways out are to glitch through the wall or try to contact the river of time right here."

"Time is short, let's try it first."

Zhou Yan skillfully brought out the dragon boat and began trying to glitch through the wall.

But after less than five minutes, he put the dragon boat away in disappointment.

"Damn! Who is it? Is the barrier free? Why do the ancients use such solid materials even for barriers?"

With no time to overthink, Zhou Yan set a five-second alarm and began observing the river of time on the spot.

Although this place wasn't safe, he had to do it now. God knows what would happen if that group of Void Refining Late Stage experts started fighting.

A rift opened, and Zhou Yan quickly locked onto a distant point of light. Multiple observations had made him proficient, and he soon found his target.

"Alright, one final push to escape!" Zhou Yan encouraged himself and began analyzing the composition of the light point.

He immediately ignored the largest component light point and looked for the second largest instead.

But though several subsequent light points were large, the gap between them and the largest one was obvious.

Zhou Yan couldn't identify them and had to skip them until he found the second largest in that circle of light points.

"Good, locked on!"

Just then.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a roar, a purple-robed Cultivator suddenly lunged out of the water.

His upper body was covered in black keratin, his face was pale, his eyes were hollow, and a large number of tentacles squirmed from his abdomen as he pounced straight at Zhou Yan!

Zhou Yan, in the middle of his observation, was completely unaware.

The purple-robed Cultivator's sharp teeth bit into Zhou Yan's neck, and tentacles wrapped around his entire body!

However, Zhou Yan's combat mode had automatically activated. No matter how much the creature gnawed, it couldn't break Zhou Yan's skin, until—"Ding!" The alarm went off.

"Not enough time, I can only... Fuck! Who turned off the lights!" As soon as Zhou Yan exited the observation, his vision went dark, and he felt a warm, sticky sensation on his face.

He instinctively reached out to touch it; some slimy substance was smeared all over his face.

After smelling that foul stench, Zhou Yan was instantly filled with shock and rage. An invisible wind rose abruptly, and the calm air transformed into sharp blades, instantly tearing apart the tentacles wrapped around him and blasting the purple-robed Cultivator into the water.

After repelling the enemy, Zhou Yan finally discovered the opponent on the mini-map. It turned out they had been overlapping just now, which was why the mini-map hadn't shown them.

Just thinking about what had just happened made Zhou Yan feel a chill run down his spine. Even though the wind was circulating through his body and had dispersed the slime, he couldn't suppress the disgust in his heart.

And this feeling of disgust reached its peak when the purple-robed Cultivator crawled out of the water again.

After the baptism of wind blades, the Cultivator was covered in wounds, with large patches of the keratin layer peeling off.

But after he burst out of the water, slime gushed from his wounds, not only filling the gaps but also condensing into new keratin, completely transforming him into a monster.

"Impudent!" Zhou Yan originally wanted to land an elbow strike, but catching sight of that disgusting body, he immediately switched to condensing a giant hand of wind to grab it.

The astral wind was like knives, frantically scouring the monster, whose body quickly weathered away.

Confirming the threat was neutralized, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but the chill remained. The other party's panel popped up just in time, distracting him from his disgust.

[Lord Canglan-117]

[Realm: Void Refining Early Stage (Old Method)]

[Vitality: ???]

[Magic Power: ???]

"Lord Canglan? He arrived so quickly?"

Zhou Yan's brows furrowed, but something felt wrong.

"Didn't Senior Yu Kou say Lord Canglan was very strong? Why does he seem average, just a bit durable..." He looked at the monster struggling to repair itself in the wind field, his brows furrowing deeper. "By the way, what does this 117 mean?"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" A series of roars suddenly erupted across the deathly silent sea.

From the pitch-black seawater, more Cultivators covered in black keratin with hideous faces leapt out one after another, their target being Zhou Yan!

[Lord Canglan-233]

[Realm: Core Formation Late Stage (Old Method)]

[Lord Canglan-666]

[Realm: Soul Transformation Early Stage (Old Method)]

[Lord Canglan-8848]

[Realm: Foundation Establishment Late Stage (Old Method)]

Seeing this, Zhou Yan's eyes widened instantly, and his mouth formed an 'O' shape.

"Oho, now I get it."

"See ya!"

Ignoring the monster currently being weathered away and disregarding the risk of exposure, he immediately fled at full speed, intending to find a place to step into the river of time.

But as soon as Zhou Yan took to the air, he was locked onto by countless Divine Senses.

Immediately after, spears of Magic Power filled the sky, raining down like arrows.

Zhou Yan luckily dodged several, but in the end, he was struck in the ankle by a spear. Under the exquisite modeling of the combat mode, this was no different from being hit in the entire body.

"Argh!"

And so, Zhou Yan fell spinning from the sky and crashed heavily into the ruins of the Outer Island.

In his daze, he seemed to see the figure of that Shadow Guard Centurion in the sky.

"Ptooey! Where did anti-aircraft missiles come from in ancient times?!"

He spat out the sand and dirt in his mouth, looked up, and saw that the once prosperous Outer Island town was now unrecognizable.

Restaurants and teahouses were reduced to broken walls and debris, with bloodstains and black keratin everywhere.

Some of the surviving Cultivators were struggling to resist the monsters, while others, after being ambushed, had also grown tentacles and become one of them.

"What's going on? Why is there a Resident Evil situation too?"

"Don't tell me there's going to be a nuclear strike next?"