I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature
Chapter 913 - 653: Only the Blood Skin is Left

Chapter 913: Chapter 653: Only the Blood Skin is Left

Hong Yuan’s information enabled Yue Heng to be certain that whoever goes there is likely to die.

"We’re heading to the Demonic Abyss," Yue Heng summoned Ming Yue.

Ming Yue said nothing, proceeding to prepare the transportation—a shuttle of light developed within this great domain. It couldn’t reach the speed of light, but once the destination was set, it could traverse up to three great domains within an hour.

With a speed of approximately 150,000 kilometers per hour, this method was much slower than moving directly through a Teleportation Array, but the energy consumption was much lower. The cost of a single teleportation was much higher than using this device.

Ming Yue was on the shuttle of light along with others Yue Heng had called upon, and seeing these people actually gave her some relief. Many of them were technicians, signaling that the upcoming mission wasn’t about dealing with that Proxy Agent’s trouble.

She could never have imagined that the novice Proxy Agent she had encountered would grow to this extent in about a year’s time. It was beyond belief. Although Proxy Agents were known for their rapid growth, with the saying that failing to meet standards meant death, such extreme development was still preposterous.

What would those centuries-old monsters think?

They weren’t going to confront Zheng Yichen, just to gather some items.

The Demonic Abyss...

After a hoarse and wild laugh subsided, Zheng Yichen sat on the motorcycle, the immediate sensation being that the bike was scorching hot—he could probably cook a fried egg if he flipped one onto it. But he no longer cared about such high temperatures.

Let it be hot, for his own body felt chillingly cold at the moment, and he found the temperature somewhat relieving.

"Boss, you need immediate treatment," Lilith said upon seeing Zheng Yichen’s current state, feeling her core heat up again.

Heavenly Punishment had ended, and the surroundings had fallen utterly silent and desolate under Zheng Yichen’s slash. This was not the Oblivion documented in records.

But the overly silent environment was incredibly dangerous. Sound could hardly propagate here. Lilith was able to communicate with Zheng Yichen because she possessed a force field domain. Voices beyond the domain were devoured by the silence.

This silence was left by Zheng Yichen’s Single Oblivion Slash.

His attack was one of the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills, but the slash’s nature had been entirely altered by the overpowering aura of Oblivion that suffused it, leaving remnants of the Demonic Abyss merely as an aftereffect.

"How should I be treated?" Zheng Yichen lifted his right hand. What his eyes saw was a blur, dark with a hint of white—that was the bone.

Regenerating flesh was melting, then starting anew, creating a vicious cycle that drained his remaining Essence of Life.

In Lilith’s view, Zheng Yichen’s right arm resembled a melting candle, endlessly repeating the melting process under his powerful regenerative ability, with exposed bones marked by fine cracks.

His body was covered in a chaotic mesh—the aftermath of the Wind Calamity. Branch-like lightning marks held residual electricity. Energy absorption had no effect on these injuries; they seemed as if they were a part of Zheng Yichen himself.

The energy absorbed through Energy Absorption also first caused harm to Zheng Yichen.

"Boss, I can find suitable prey."

"...Let’s go, then. I can barely see clearly right now," Zheng Yichen said while rolling bandages around his arm, even as melted flesh periodically oozed out. Tanshia Firlo’s loud wails erupted, making Zheng Yichen’s eye twitch uncontrollably: "Keep crying, and I’ll shut off the video."

"Wah—" Tanshia Firlo stopped her torrent of tears with effort, biting her finger as she watched Zheng Yichen, now devoid of his usual flair, resembling a walking corpse.

He certainly didn’t look like the man who had delivered that earth-shattering slash.

"I...I’ll help you heal," Tanshia Firlo insisted, attempting to leave the built-in space, but without authorization from Zheng Yichen, she was trapped, angrily and anxiously watching through her projection, her face full of grievance.

"Conventional treatment is no use to me. Just stay put for now and let me rest properly," Zheng Yichen said as he wrapped his arm, even though bits of melted flesh kept falling off the bandage.

Forget anyone else’s feelings; just by the touch, Zheng Yichen felt disgusted.

"Wu—I don’t want your promise anymore!"

"...What happened to your wisdom? How did it turn out like this?"

Zheng Yichen couldn’t help but rub his eyes, maybe a bit too hard, as his already dim vision went half black, accompanied by a slight sound of tearing. He felt as if a wire in his brain was taut with an unbearable strain.

His violence hadn’t completely dissipated with that slash.

Tanshia Firlo’s weeping voice rose: "I was pretending; there’s nothing of the sort!"

"Really?... Forget it, I’ll take note of this for now. We’ll talk about it slowly later." The dimness of his vision roused an irritation in Zheng Yichen, prompting him to close his eyes—out of sight, out of mind. He admitted the slash was thrilling.

But it would be more thrilling if his physical condition were better after such an event. However, his body was in a terrible state, his Essence of Life nearly depleted, and he felt pounds lighter with prickling pain all over his body.

Every cell conveyed a sharp sensation, feeding clear pain back to his brain.

Yet he couldn’t stop here.

The motorcycle resumed its journey. In the darkness, the markers of Dusk remained. Zheng Yichen couldn’t see the route but could still point the way.

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