1725: Chapter 1721: Killing Blow 1725: Chapter 1721: Killing Blow “Has the process of Exotic Realm corruption already accelerated this much…?”
On the battlefield, racing forward at full speed, the legion of Blackfire wrought death, while the King of Black Fla himself moved swiftly in solitary stride.
Even Lu Ping’an himself had never witnessed a world deteriorating this rapidly…
The earth had visibly turned to sand, sprouting countless vines and coral-like growths, while white eggs grew on roadside stones, hatching one bizarre Exotic Realm creature after another.
The oxygen content in the air had visibly diminished; it wouldn’t be long before the entirety of Australia’s mainland would beco a forbidden zone for mortals.
What disturbed humans even more was the omnipresent aura of the Exotic Realm.
“Uncomfortable, ow!”
ow, that veteran nearing the latter half of the Rule-level, darted back into the courtyard in a streak.
Her growing Spirit Body transformation had stripped away her physical protection, leaving her even more vulnerable to Exotic Realm erosion.
In her words, “Uncomfortable, ow.
Feels like cats aren’t even Earth’s cats anymore, ow!”
Her overly sensitive “sense of sll” and excessively keen “sight” had turned into liabilities at this mont.
Lu Ping’an had already started reallocating personnel, instructing so to retreat to the courtyard.
In terms of adaptability, Xia Qin and Hua Xueyi remained the best perforrs—a Sword Saint with maxed-out Resistance and a Blade Edge’s Woman with a tallicized body.
Their physical-type builds rendered their Exotic Resistance maxed out.
During this process, Rule System extraordinary individuals generally encountered issues, particularly Scholars and Sentinels; each felt on the verge of madness.
Conversely, those with simple and brutish talent abilities, like Transformation System or Protection System users, adapted relatively better.
If ow had been a re ordinary Cat-Transford Beast Human, she might’ve thrived.
But as a “spirit body,” she needed to wait for the environnt to stabilize before rejoining the fight.
Similar occurrences were not exclusive to Lu Ping’an’s team.
In fact, many advanced combat powers had been affected to varying degrees, and so had died inexplicably.
Even high-ranking professionals had little room for retreat—they didn’t possess a courtyard-like “mobile Secret Realm” to evade Exotic Realm erosion.
Evidently, such high-level Exotic Realm corruption would be extrely disadvantageous for humanity.
Yet, the grim reality was that the current main strategic objective was to accelerate this process of Exotic Realm corruption.
For the Fishn, this transformation was akin to a beneficial buff—a positive effect.
Most lords embraced the change with joy, avoiding inquiries into its origins or simplistically attributing it to intervention from the God Above Gods.
Of course, a minority of insightful and far-sighted lords sensed sothing was amiss.
So had even captured human sentinels engaged in sacrificial rituals, confirming that there was undoubtedly an issue at play.
But what could they do?
Unlike humanity’s organized, modernized elite forces, those lords remained shackled to near-zero levels of social organization.
Even if intelligence was shared among them, the others wouldn’t believe it.
They were more akin to feudal-era lords—kings of their own territories.
Even if they uncovered a problem, they would only handle it themselves.
And individually, their scope of authority was limited at best.
Above the skies, drone swarms and flying crafts from the humans continued their harassing attacks.
The lords, having greater concerns to defend their wealth and lands, prioritized their pressing matters.
Only a few would realize that if they continued ignoring the chaos, they might not remain lords anymore.
“…Alright, that’s about sufficient.”
Lu Ping’an, having returned alive once again from death, glanced at the Life-point reserves within his courtyard…
Hmm, he could afford to die quite a few more tis.
Although, the sensation of dying was undeniably unpleasant.
Even for him, such a chaotic battlefield didn’t allow him to erge completely unscathed… Whenever unavoidable situations of certain death arose, he would order his comrades to hide within the courtyard while he shouldered the demise himself, reviving afterward.
Compared to others’ resurrection processes, his own death penalties simultaneously remained the greatest and smallest.
Though his point consumption soared astronomically, considering his years-long accumulation of reserves, it seed almost inconsequential.
But Lu Ping’an had co to realize that “death” for him had sohow beco a thod of strengthening the Death system.
His Blackfire, alongside his profession frawork as a soldier, had visibly grown stronger.
Through these experiences, he felt himself inching closer to stepping up into the realm of Quasi-Gods.
In truth, the number of interactions he’d had—fighting alongside and clashing against Quasi-Gods—had already exceeded twenty.
He’d even claid one Quasi-God’s head.
For him, these beings no longer carried an aura of mystery.
The truth was, ninth-order Quasi-Gods represented one of the starkest class differences.
The gap between seasoned Quasi-Gods and newly ascended ones often paralleled the gulf between eighth-tier and first-tier professionals.
And between super-specification Quasi-Gods (Xiu Yi) and veteran Quasi-Gods, their disparity might be just as vast.
Ninth-order marks the pinnacle for most extraordinary beings; it signifies a domain where the stayers at the summit and those freshly entering converge.
Yet within it, comparisons are utterly aningless—the “scale” of extraordinary beings might span thousandfold or even ten thousandfold differences.
The more Lu Ping’an delved into understanding the pinnacle of this pyramid, the more convinced he beca of Big Cat’s claim—that she could single-handedly defeat King Kui and most Quasi-Gods.
It seed indisputably true.
Chris’s current partial aspect remained within an eighth-tier “scale,” but the reality was that she approached battles with Quasi-Gods without hesitation.
Whether it was Lu Ping’an or her opponent, she was treated as wielding combat power on par with Quasi-Gods.
If Lu Ping’an entered the ninth-order, it would signify Chris’s restoration of most of her strength.
Although she’d remain at the caliber of a veteran Quasi-God, she would likely surpass many of her contemporaries in battle.
Back then, her consolidation of her “sisters” equated to consolidating her own potential, possibly representing her path toward becoming the God Above Gods.
Yet clearly, her gamble had backfired.
“Too early…”
“I know.”
Despite this, veteran Quasi-God Big Cat erged at this mont, advising Lu Ping’an to hold back once more.
Ascending to Quasi-Godhood would signify the beginning of Lu Ping’an’s “path of transcendence.” For every aspiring God Above Gods, the road ahead differed.
But for Lu Ping’an, it was still premature.
He needed a foundation—a courtyard with expansive enough “area.” According to Big Cat, when its area approached the size of Australia, he might then reconsider progressing further…
At present, it was about half the size of a state.
In reality, Lu Ping’an’s courtyard compared favorably against the Divine Kingdoms of any Life God.
What he required wasn’t just area but filling; he needed to imbue his vast Divine Kingdom with purpose and function.
He needed to delegate his “Life Gods.”
“Tch, here we go again…”
Lu Ping’an sighed, gazing at the bird-headed monstrosity hovering in the skies above.
This thing had killed him once and forced him to flee another ti.
The truth was evident—when facing opponents who raced at the speed of light, Lu Ping’an couldn’t rely not win; he might even struggle to escape.
“…But even if you stop , so what?”
At this mont, Lu Ping’an’s unrestrained Blackfire legion continued their slaughter, dutifully fulfilling their role as pri disruptors.
Simultaneously, Lu Ping’an undertook several Evil God sacrifices, accelerating the local Exotic Realm corruption imnsely.
Unlike others, all Lu Ping’an needed was to retrieve ritual kits from his courtyard to swiftly perform the ceremonial rites.
He only had to rush to different specialized altars.
Lu Ping’an’s mastery of “Taboo knowledge” made him exceptionally adept in this area—his progress among the Quasi-God tier was unparalleled.
Perhaps because of this, he had earned himself the focused attention of a few perceptive opponents…
Now confronted by yet another interception attempt from a Quasi-God, Lu Ping’an remained without a shot at victory.
But he began to laugh.
Because the Exotic Realm’s concentration had reached a critical threshold.
All it might take was a small flicker of resolve.
He swung his hand forcefully, summoning an entire altar in the surrounding area, laden with countless Exotic creatures.
The altar represented a finished piece harvested earlier from a certain village—the blood, flesh, and livestock were long-prepared sacrificial offerings, cultivated exotically by Lu Ping’an and Chris, species unique even within the Multi-universe.
“Eat!
Co feast!”
He laughed toward the heavens as the altar deliberately emitted the fragrance of “delicacies,” directly luring cryptic entities above.
The plan was fully set into motion at this mont.
The God Above Gods began its move.
But before then, it caught a whiff of the aromas—scents it had never encountered before.
Lu Ping’an grinned, while the imposing Quasi-God floating above paled in terror.
It imdiately understood the gravity of what had transpired, spreading its wings to flee for its life.
“Snap!”
But what greeted it was a black-hole-like maw that slamd shut.
Including the lakes and forest lands where Lu Ping’an stood, spanning several kiloters, the entire region was wiped clean from Australia’s soil.
Yet simultaneously, Lu Ping’an could seemingly add another Quasi-God kill to his record.
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