181: Chapter 181 Rule Overwhelming! Instant Kill of the Undying True Body

“Boom——!!”

The iron staff and the god-beating whip fell almost simultaneously. The air was compressed into a physical shockwave by the violent force, sweeping in all directions with the point of impact as the center. The rubble in the ruins was instantly ground into powder, and the already dilapidated ground collapsed further into a deep pit ten meters in diameter.

Before the dust could settle, a golden figure had already torn through the storm.

The monkey did not pause for a second. The iron staff in his hand danced into a dense, airtight web of shadows. His figure was like lightning, his war boots exploding against the air as he used the recoil to instantly close in on Gu Feng Nalin in mid-air.

“Get up there for Old Sun!”

With a violent roar, the iron staff swung upward from below, accurately striking the bottom of the magic shield Gu Feng Nalin had hurriedly raised.

Knock-up.

This was the most basic control skill of a warrior, with a pitifully low damage coefficient. However, under the attribute boost of someone at the monkey's level, this strike produced a suppression effect that was nearly at the level of Law.

Gu Feng Nalin only felt an irresistible surge of giant force, and her entire body was uncontrollably launched into the air again. Just as she tried to adjust her posture, the monkey's second and third strikes arrived like a torrential storm. Every strike hit the precise moment of her recovery frames—where her old strength was spent and new strength had yet to form—locking her firmly in mid-air, being ravaged at will like a rag doll.

This was the combo of a top-tier warrior. No flashy ultimate moves were needed; just the perfect connection of basic attacks and low-tier skills could prevent a mage class from casting a single spell until death.

“Damn it! How can this wretched monkey's speed be so fast?!”

Gu Feng Nalin was terrified to the core. She glanced out of the corner of her eye to the other side, originally hoping the Old Servant in Green Robes could come to the rescue, but this one look made the blood in her body nearly freeze.

The battlefield on the other side was even more tragic than hers, and even quieter.

Qin Ji had long since put away the god-beating whip, and that pitch-black netherworld longbow was currently being drawn into a full moon.

There was no dazzling rain of arrows, only the dull and rhythmic vibration of the bowstring.

“Thrum, thrum, thrum.”

Every arrow was as fast as a meteor, and all were accurately pinned to the same spot on the Old Servant in Green Robes' forehead.

Health +3.

Health +3.

Health +3.

Qin Ji poured out his firepower expressionlessly. Since stepping into this snowy region, his health stacking efficiency had been limited because the monster levels were too high. But now, the Old Servant in Green Robes before him, who bore the 'Undying True Body,' was no longer a threat in his eyes, but a perfect, durable, and non-retaliating wooden target.

The damage was too high.

With the support of Double True Damage and critical hit rate, Qin Ji's current basic attack damage even surpassed a Gold BOSS of the same Rank. The defense the Old Servant in Green Robes was so proud of was as thin as a piece of paper before the netherworld longbow.

The Old Servant in Green Robes was covered in blood, and the red light in his eyes changed from madness to fear. He wanted to move, to escape, but the continuous arrows carrying massive kinetic energy pinned him firmly in place. Every impact made his skeleton emit an overburdened wail.

“That's about enough.”

Qin Ji looked at the more than twenty thousand health points that had surged on his panel, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. Although he wanted to farm a bit longer, the battlefield was ever-changing, and delays invited trouble.

The next instant.

That trace of dark light that had been lurking within the arrows finally lit up.

Passive skill—Death Reincarnation, triggered.

“Puff.”

A soft sound.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any heart-wrenching screams. The wounds on the Old Servant in Green Robes that were still frantically writhing and repairing suddenly stopped growing. The Soul fire burning in his eye sockets was instantly extinguished as if by an invisible giant hand.

That body, claimed to be 'granted immortality by the God of the Undead,' was like a piece of rotten wood, falling straight backward and hitting the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dead.

Total and complete death, without even a trace of Soul fluctuation remaining.

“Clatter——”

The light of a massive loot drop instantly illuminated the night sky. Several skill books and pieces of equipment radiating brilliant light burst out from the corpse of the Old Servant in Green Robes.

A brief, dead silence fell over the entire battlefield.

Gu Feng Nalin in mid-air even forgot to struggle. She widened her eyes and stared fixedly at the corpse, her voice becoming sharp and piercing due to extreme disbelief.

“How is this possible?!!”

“The Undying True Body is a Law condensed with Divine Power by the great God of the Undead; it is immortality at the level of rules! Even if you have instant-kill skills, they should be neutralized by Divine Power. How could you possibly kill him?!”

“Unless...”

Gu Feng Nalin seemed to have thought of something extremely terrifying. Her already pale face instantly lost its last trace of color, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

“Unless your instant-kill rule... is of a higher order than the God of the Undead's immortality rule!!”

With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Ji swept the drops on the ground into his palm.

As his gaze swept over the spoils in his hand, even with his composure, his brow couldn't help but twitch slightly.

【All-Elemental Resistance Aura (S-Rank)】: All allies' all-elemental resistance +20%.

【Top-tier Lifesteal Aura (S-Rank)】: All melee allies gain 10% lifesteal effect.

Just how many good things did this Old Servant in Green Robes scavenge during his life? Strategic-level aura skill books like these actually dropped two S-Ranks at once. Especially that lifesteal aura—combined with his own attack speed and high damage, it was practically the prototype of a perpetual motion machine.

“Good stuff. It's mine now.”

Qin Ji slapped the skill books to learn them, then looked up, his gaze playfully turning toward Gu Feng Nalin in mid-air.

“Are these your last words?”

He was in no hurry to strike, his longbow lowering slightly. “Instead of worrying about whether my rules are strong, why don't you tell me how you became a Divine Messenger?”

This question was crucial.

Divine Messengers weren't common. The God of the Undead was still in the recovery stage; to produce two messengers in one go, he must be plotting something big.

“Naturally, it is because I am valued by the great God of the Undead...”

Gu Feng Nalin forced herself to remain calm, her voice cold. “Snow Emperor, you have killed the Old Servant in Green Robes and thoroughly enraged the God. If you retreat now, perhaps there is a slim chance of survival, otherwise...”

“So you're afraid of death too.”

Qin Ji directly interrupted her nonsense, those purple-gold pupils seemingly able to see through one's heart. “Your faith was originally in the Goddess of Ice and Snow, yet you've changed allegiances to the Undead and can still speak so righteously. And...”

He paused, his lips curling into a mocking sneer. “Looking at you, you're quite surprised yourself as to why you were chosen, aren't you?”

Gu Feng Nalin's pupils contracted violently.

This momentary micro-expression was accurately captured by Qin Ji, who had his 'Eye of Spotlessness' active.

As expected.

She didn't know the reason herself.

This made it even more interesting. An unqualified believer and an even more unqualified old servant were given the status of Divine Messengers. This indicated that the God of the Undead didn't care about the quality of the messengers at all; He simply urgently needed someone to walk the mortal world to complete a specific layout for Him.

He was even willing to slow down His recovery speed to forcibly create messengers.

“The God of the Undead is targeting me.”

Qin Ji instantly made a judgment in his heart. Since that was the case, he definitely couldn't leave any survivors.

“Swish, swish, swish!!”

The moment the judgment was formed, the netherworld longbow was raised again.

Three arrows in a triangular formation blocked all of Gu Feng Nalin's paths of retreat.

“Snow Emperor! Do you really not want to live?!”

Seeing that Qin Ji was unmoved by threats or persuasion, Gu Feng Nalin completely panicked. The manner of the Old Servant in Green Robes' death was fresh in her mind, and she didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

“Warriors of Gu Feng City, kill them!!”

Her shrill scream echoed through the night sky.

“Rumble——”

The ground began to tremble. In the darkness, countless torches lit up, like a winding fire dragon. The City Guard hidden throughout the ruins of Gu Feng City finally appeared. A full five or six thousand fully armed elite undead soldiers surged from all directions like a tide, instantly surrounding the three of them.

“For the City Lord!!”

The battle cries were earth-shaking.

Fatty Zhou's expression changed drastically. He had just tanked Gu Feng Nalin's ultimate move, and his health bar was already in a precarious state. Facing the charge of thousands of troops now, no matter how high his defense was, he would be instantly submerged.

“Brother Hao, this number is a bit over the limit!” The fatty held his remaining half-shield, back-to-back with the monkey, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

“Since you've come, then don't even think about leaving.”

A cold light exploded in Qin Ji's eyes.

He ignored the surrounding army and fixed his gaze on Gu Feng Nalin, who was preparing to escape in the chaos.

To catch the bandits, first catch their leader.

“Berserk!!”

A low growl.

Qin Ji's muscles suddenly tightened, and a layer of eerie blood-red light surfaced on his skin. All his attributes surged at this moment, and his entire being turned into a blood-red afterimage, directly smashing through several heavy-armored undead soldiers blocking his path.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Those soldiers in heavy armor didn't even have time to raise their shields before they were smashed into pieces by the violent impact, severed limbs and broken arms flying everywhere.

Qin Ji stepped over the ground covered in broken bones and flesh, like an Asura emerging from Hell, charging straight for Gu Feng Nalin.

“Halt! Your opponent is me!”

A tall Undead Commander stood his ground with his blade, attempting to block him.

“Scram!”

Qin Ji didn't even spare him a glance. The netherworld longbow in his hand wasn't even drawn; he swung it in a wide arc like a melee weapon, slamming it heavily against the other's helmet.

“Clang——!!”

The commander's head exploded like a watermelon, and his headless corpse was sent flying by the massive inertia, knocking down a swath of pursuers.

The wind howled, and the smell of blood was pungent.

Gu Feng Nalin looked back, just in time to see that blood-red figure tearing through the military formation, approaching at high speed with an unreasonable posture. In those purple-gold eyes, her terror-stricken face was reflected, along with the descending shadow named Death.

The waning moon hung high, and the cold moonlight spilled onto Qin Ji's leaping silhouette. The longbow in his hand was already fully drawn, its sharp arrow tip freezing into a point of cold starlight in the night, pointing directly at Gu Feng Nalin's heart.