Chapter 490

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Chapter 490: It’s Better to Not Have This Unwanted Virtue

At first, Bai Wei decided to stop but after hearing about the assistance, he suddenly felt he could continue to explore.

He paused for a moment to think.

His gaze wandered among the four individuals in front, just like a customer choosing a ripe melon, asking the store owner to slice it open and check its quality.

Among the four powerful creatures, pick any of them to offer as a sacrifice to the heavens.

He extended his finger and began to point and gesture towards the powerful creatures.

"Nod your head, the King of Hell calls, if hell won’t take you, I’ll send you off…"

Bai Wei’s finger landed on the body of the Golden Armored Flying Zombie.

"It’s you, I’ve disliked you for a long time, now come out and face me!"

The big monsters looked at each other.

Is this person scared crazy? Or intentionally pretending to be crazy, to lower our intelligence and defeat us with their rich experience?

While the big monsters were still arguing among themselves, trying to figure out who should make a move, after all, there was only one reward, and they were all competitors.

But Bai Wei pointed his finger to choose his opponent.

The Golden Armored Flying Zombie sneered, "How clever of you."

The Millipede said, "If you don’t dare, let me do it!"

The Golden Armored Flying Zombie revealed its fangs, "Get lost! I’ll kill this driver with the triple-core engine, and the carriage belongs to me too!"

The Silver-Winged Great Peng Refuses, "Why should I give it to you! Everyone gets a share!"

The Golden Armored Flying Zombie Sneered, "Because I am the strongest and you are the weakest. I can kill this carriage driver in less than three moves!"

"Blow, keep blowing. Who can’t talk big?" The Thousand-Legged Centipede mocked, "This Turtle Shell Spider was almost stripped of its skin just now. Can you defeat it in three moves?"

"I can!"

"What if you can’t?" The Silver-Winged Great Peng instigated.

"If you can’t, then add two more moves!"

"Nonsense, if you can’t, step aside and let us handle it!" The Thousand-Legged Centipede said, "It’s my turn next!"

The Silver-Winged Great Peng was furious, "It’s my turn! Why should it be your turn, just because you have more legs!"

"Actually, I’m the second to last in line!"

"Fart, it’s clearly me! I’m the second oldest!"

"I’m the second oldest!"

"I’m the second oldest!"

"Me…"

"Alright, alright! We have a big enemy now, so let’s not argue. Harmony is key to success. Pansilk Cave Lord tried to mediate, "In my opinion, let’s take action first and talk later. Let’s not argue about who’s the second oldest."

Golden-armored Flying Corpse smirked and said, "It’s not your turn to fight over being my second oldest! With just one move, I’ll crush him!"

This golden-armored Flying Corpse immediately attacked, using its true skills. Its body was glowing with shimmering gold, and it swelled in size.

The Flying Corpse was not an ordinary monster, but a creature that was revived with ancient bloodline. Its will gradually repaired as its soul healed, becoming a true demon cultivator. After years of harsh cultivation, it condensed its demonic energy into a Dan pill. Its golden armor was a treasure embedded in its skin, impervious to blades and spears. Its own cultivation had also reached the peak of a Flying Corpse, and with one more step, it would become an Unmelting Corpse. It was already an outstanding being among zombies, known not only for its prestige but also for emitting green smoke from its own grave.

Silver-winged Great Peng exclaimed when he saw this, "This guy actually used the Shadan!"

The centipede joined in and said angrily, "This old guy who is hundreds of years old is so ruthless, and has lost all his years of good behavior!"

The armored flying zombie ignored them both and pounced directly towards the carriage, exuding a strong evil aura.

The flying zombie’s physical body is extremely powerful. Before being enhanced by the evil aura and armor, it surpasses the Pansilk Cave Lord and even rivals the strength of a diamond-like body.

Bai Wei’s newly devised move may not be effective against it.

Why are all the demons from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom so good at wearing armor?

Should I try to understand the move in the midst of battle?

No, not everyone can behave so confidently. Failure could have serious consequences.

Bai Wei snapped his fingers, and the Golden Engraving behind him opened up, allowing an endless surge of magic to flow into the eastern continent.

The magic system was restricted due to the lack of magic here. There wasn’t enough soil. When Bai Wei opened the Golden Engraving, it was like forcibly grafting soil onto this place, instantly forming the magic.

He held the Crouching Tiger Sword in his right hand and raised the thousand-year Thunder Strike Peach Wood Sword in his left hand.

He swung the Crouching Tiger Sword with a powerful move, creating a swirling thread.

He swung the Peach Wood Sword in his left hand, transforming thunder into rushing currents, evolving into the Thundercloud Avatar 2.0 Thunderstorm.

He displayed both swordsmanship and magic simultaneously, which was a rare self-experiment for Bai Wei. He was not good at breakthroughs during battles, but he excelled at learning and improving.

These two moves directly confronted the full-force attack of the gold-armored flying corpse, stubbornly resisting the impact of its evil aura. Thunder restrained impurities.

"Blocked it!" exclaimed the centipede.

"Well done! You did great!" cheered the Silver Winged Eagle, cheering him on.

"Shut up!" roared the gold-armored flying corpse in anger.

"It’s angry! It’s angry!" continued the Silver Winged Eagle, mocking it even more.

You can’t do it, quickly retreat, don’t strain your old back. This intense activity is not suitable for you, an old zombie.

"You’re not qualified, that’s why you’re not qualified!" The Silver-winged Eagle continued to motivate.

Pansilk Cave Lord, "？"

Which side are you guys from?

The attack was blocked and even pushed back. The Golden-armored Flying Zombie couldn’t save face. This was their full-powered strike, how could it not hold up?

I don’t care about my fortune or karma anymore, I won’t believe I can’t defeat you!

The encouragement from both pig teammates indeed had an effect, his blood pressure and anger reached their peak at the same time.

"Break it for me!!"

The Shake-dan spun and broke through 1,900. The Golden-armored Flying Zombie squeezed out all of his remaining strength.

Bai Wei faced the still strengthening Golden Engraving and raised an eyebrow. He used a weakened version of the Golden Engraving and had not yet tapped into its full power. The Golden Engraving drew its power from the spiritual world’s ocean, endless like tides. Comparing his endurance to it was like comparing the vastness of the ocean to a mountain’s strength.

As the swords clashed, the intertwining threads of true energy and thunder weaved together in a mysterious way. Instead of opposing each other, they actually complemented and enhanced each other, increasing their power.

The Golden Engraving was surprised that his opponent still had strength left, which only made him more angry. He wanted to prove that this young boy was no match for him.

Just then, a dark light flashed into Hujia Grave.

It came swiftly, moving in a straight line.

Wherever the dark light passed on the road, sand and stones flew, and the snow rolled like sand dunes. Onlookers on both sides, including the demonic cultivators, were forced to retreat. Those who stood in its way were directly knocked aside, their bodies turning into a mist of blood on the mountain walls, dying in complete silence.

The ten-mile distance served as a buildup of momentum. As it approached closer, the speed of the dark light decreased to three-tenths of its previous speed, but its aura became impossible to conceal. It was like a hidden assassin whose disguise had been torn off, revealing their true intentions.

A graceful figure flashed before Bai Wei, pushing gently on the chest of the Golden Engraving. Its eyes bulged out, and its chest caved in, like a water balloon being punched, with the force spreading through its metallic body and bones, causing ripples of impact. This happened several times in quick succession, resulting in the bones and flesh of the Golden Engraving exploding. It was sent flying and crashed into the peak of a dark mountain, penetrating through three caves.

The Golden Engraving was heavily wounded and on the verge of death, but it mustered the last bit of its strength, hoping to fly away and escape.

Suddenly, a wooden sword flew and pierced his forehead, pinning him to a dried tree.

A flying corpse who had lived for at least three to four hundred years died just like that. It was indeed a single encounter, one round.

Even the shouting and cheering demons were stunned, their eyes focused on the figure that appeared on the carriage, and then they trembled in fear.

"Mo…"

"Murong…"

Rank fourth on the Black List, a formidable expert in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, even the powerful dare not provoke. A renowned figure in the Demon Kingdom.

Many experts who don’t appear in the Black List are hidden among the vassals and generals of the kingdom, or possess top-tier bloodlines. But even so, the Black List still holds immense prestige.

Murong Nu is a tough and ruthless individual who has remained in the fourth position on the Black List for five years without any movement.

With just one move, she nearly killed the Golden Armored Flying Corpse without any harm, solidifying the prestige of being ranked fourth on the Black List.

The Silver-winged Dapeng took a deep breath and looked at the Thousand-leg Centipede, saying, "I’ll give you the second place, please cherish it… I’m leaving now!"

The strong wind swept by, and the Silver-winged Dapeng disappeared.

The Thousand-leg Centipede shouted in regret, wishing it had known that Murong Nu would protect them and it wouldn’t have come. It didn’t want to be targeted by this killer.

The Thousand-leg Centipede cursed, "I don’t want the second place anymore!"

It immediately turned around and ran away.

Pansilk Cave Lord was left sitting alone there. It was all by itself again.

Its not-so-clever brain couldn’t understand the sudden change, but it realized that it should escape.

But it didn’t dare to move.

Bai Wei faced Murong Nu and frowned, saying, "The horses that pulled the cart were injured and disabled because of the commotion you caused. How can we pull the cart now?"

The woman with black hair sat down by herself and said, "The one in front is good. I will go talk to it and it will agree."

Both of them looked at Pansilk Cave Lord at the same time.

The spider demon roared like an earthquake, "You all better not think about it! Even if I die and rot here, I will never pull the cart for you!"