592: Chapter 592 Trapped in a Dead End

"Kid, if it really doesn't work, listen to my request. Can we each take a step back?"

Long Tianxing was already looking somewhat disheveled.

Unable to fully unleash his abilities, he was gradually running out of stamina against the over-enduring Wang Yao.

The strength and magic power he had managed to recover were already exhausted, and the feeling of depletion after unleashing that sword strike earlier surged back again.

"Alias!"

Accompanying Wang Yao's roar was the whistling thunder.

Long Tianxing had no time to use a sword technique; he could only brace his sword with both hands and take the slash head-on.

"Wake up, you blockhead, it's me!"

Wang Yao showed no signs of waking up; he just kept applying pressure, forcing Long Tianxing to kneel halfway to support his longsword.

"Wang Yao!"

Long Tianxing roared and was just about to use a Divine Ability when Wang Yao, as if predicting it in advance, quickly retracted his sword. In the split second before Long Tianxing could recover his strength and stumbled, Wang Yao kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backward.

Wang Yao roared again, stomped his feet hard on the ground, and chased after him with his sword.

Fortunately, Long Tianxing reacted quickly, twisting his body in mid-air and tilting his head slightly as he collided with the wall, which allowed the longsword to pierce the wall instead of his head.

It was precisely this sword strike carrying thunder that pierced in; the thunder climbed along the wall to the metal ceiling, melting them into a liquid state.

Taking this opportunity, Long Tianxing kicked Wang Yao in the crotch, making Wang Yao instinctively step back twice. Seizing this chance, Long Tianxing turned and fled.

However, Wang Yao was instead hit by the molten metal dripping from the ceiling, emitting a hissing sound of roasting flesh.

Long Tianxing didn't look at the path, rushing out based on intuition, and after circling a few times, he heard Wang Yao's voice again.

At this moment, Wang Yao had extensive burns on his body; clearly, the special metal and the thunder had produced some special reaction, to the extent that even his Core Formation Stage dao body was significantly affected.

But as the molten metal was shaken off by Wang Yao, his flesh grew back, though his clothes were completely gone.

In Long Tianxing's Divine Sense, behind him was now a naked man holding a crackling wooden sword, chasing him with a crazed expression.

A sense of revulsion and disgust even momentarily overshadowed Long Tianxing's exhaustion.

The distance between the two was rapidly closing; clearly, the exhausted Long Tianxing was gradually becoming physically inferior to Wang Yao, and if this continued, he would definitely be caught.

Just as the Initial Flood Dragon was about to speak again, Long Tianxing happened to discover a somewhat different door.

This door was far sturdier than any door he had seen along the way; it was clearly used to store special items inside. If he could hide inside, he might be able to escape the crisis for the time being.

Feeling his pocket, Long Tianxing took out a card; it was given to him by a Truth Cult member who looked extraordinary, whom he had let go.

They said it had high authority within the base and could open most doors, which was one of the reasons he was able to move through it unimpeded.

Looking at the card, then at the door, he finally sensed the distance between him and Wang Yao behind him.

Long Tianxing gritted his teeth, squeezed out his remaining stamina, ran a little faster, and rushed quickly toward the large door.

Seeing Long Tianxing accelerate, Wang Yao also accelerated, his face becoming increasingly ferocious.

After running for a while longer, seeing that he was finally close to the door, Long Tianxing directly plunged his longsword into the floor, forcibly coming to a halt.

After stopping, Long Tianxing hurriedly calmed down and pressed the card against it.

"Beep."

It worked!

Seeing that the card worked, Long Tianxing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but a sweep of his Divine Sense showed that Wang Yao was also catching up rapidly.

Seeing that it would take a few seconds to open the door, and that Wang Yao could catch up immediately at his speed.

After calculating, Long Tianxing took a deep breath and prepared for battle.

There was definitely not enough time to enter and close the door; he could only fight another round and then look for another way out.

But here, seeing Long Tianxing stop, Wang Yao followed suit, attempting to stick the wooden sword into the floor to forcibly stop his momentum.

But the wooden sword had no edge, and since he hadn't inserted it firmly before reaching out to grab Long Tianxing, the wooden sword slid along the ground. Wang Yao also accidentally slipped, and his body flew backward due to inertia.

Seeing Wang Yao slide straight past him, Long Tianxing didn't think twice and darted into the door beside him, even though the door hadn't opened completely yet.

After entering, Long Tianxing had no time to do anything else and immediately went to close the door.

With the assistance of his Nascent Soul Divine Sense, Long Tianxing had understood how to operate the door before entering, so he headed straight for the close button.

Watching the door about to close, Long Tianxing put his hand into his robe, took a deep breath, and began to wait.

"3... 2... 1!"

Sure enough, according to the "door-closing law" Long Tianxing had summarized, as long as he went to close the door while being pursued, no matter how far or close the opponent was, he could always close it.

But always, at the very moment before it closed, the opponent would definitely appear at the doorway.

Just as Long Tianxing counted to one, Wang Yao slammed onto the door and let out a roar, but the next moment, Long Tianxing pulled out his lamp from his robe.

Wang Yao happened to be pressed against the doorway and hit the lamp head-on; accompanied by a flash of blinding light and a kick to the chest, Wang Yao was kicked straight out.

The door closed, and Long Tianxing hurriedly plastered several Talismans on it, not forgetting to set up a small Formation at the doorway.

After finishing all this, he did not relax and immediately checked other weak points and vents in the room.

After reinforcing them again, he finally relaxed and found a corner to lean against and rest.

Looking around, there were no other exits besides another door on the opposite side; it was like the entryway of a house. Although the space wasn't large, it felt quite secure.

"Kid, I smell something ominous. You are truly going to be in danger next. Let's not talk about anything else for now; at least come in and resolve the Restriction on our communication first."

"This isn't a negotiation with you, but a demand! Otherwise, I'll just die with you; it's not like it's the first time anyway!"

Hearing this very tough threat from the Initial Flood Dragon, Long Tianxing finally sighed and agreed.

Long Tianxing sat cross-legged in meditation, using his Nascent Soul to regulate his Qi, and then entered the world within his heart again.

It was just that Long Tianxing didn't notice a burst of red mist gradually seeping out from the door crack; this red mist gradually solidified and finally gathered into a tiny bloodstain on the door.

The bloodstain wasn't big, so as soon as it appeared, it was annihilated by the Talismans and Formation, but the red mist was still forming.

All of this was also seen by Arthur and Kun Gou.

Kun Gou watched Wang Yao outside the door, constantly squeezing toward the inside, with blood already spreading all over the floor, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

Seeing this act of crazily regenerating his Physical Body and then crazily self-mutilating, Kun Gou couldn't help but exclaim, is this guy really human?

At the same time, he became increasingly uneasy. Just now, this man said he had a way to completely destroy them, but he hadn't seen him take any next steps, only staring intently at these projections.

But seeing his confident appearance, Kun Gou felt even more pressure.

Having lived for so long, he knew best not to underestimate the newcomers. Now, the more confident Arthur was, the more insecure he felt.

And at this very moment, the other side of the base was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Schrödinger could no longer maintain his human form and had transformed into a small black cat.

But the appearance of the small black cat didn't earn Zhou Yan's sympathy; instead, it made Zhou Yan smile even more.

"You damn geezer, you damn geezer!"

Zhou Yan cursed while using Schrödinger to imitate a helicopter, occasionally helping him experience the embrace of the earth.

"You like flying backward, right? You like playing games, right!"

"Your Uncle Zhou will play the helicopter game with you all day today, letting you fly happily!"

Schrödinger had lost all his composure at this moment and could only meow frantically.

This wailing sound carried very far; even Xiao Sheng, who had already run an unknown distance away, could still hear it at this moment.

"What kind of monster is Old Zhou fighting anyway?"

"No, I still need to run further away."

After saying this, Xiao Sheng hugged the rabbit in his arms and prepared to leave, but as soon as he turned the corner, it was as if he bumped into something strange, causing him to fall to the ground on his butt.

Xiao Sheng rubbed his butt and was just about to ask who was blocking the way, but he remembered where he was. He was about to flee in a panic, but upon seeing who it was, he dispelled his vigilance.

"Oh, it's you. I really didn't expect you guys to break in so quickly."

"Wait, that's not right. Where is your brother, Wan Jinqing?"

Er Liangzhong walked out of the shadows, revealing a naive smile.

Just when he wanted to say something, Room Sun Rabbit twitched its nose, made a whimpering sound, and rammed its head toward Er Liangzhong.

"Wait, he is one of us..."

Xiao Sheng was just about to intervene and explain to Room Sun Rabbit that he was one of their own, but the next moment, Er Liangzhong slapped Room Sun Rabbit, turning it into starlight that dissipated.