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Chapter 781 Entering the game
Since Shan Jun cultivated to the fifth level of martial arts, it has been difficult for firearms in the city to harm him. His copper skin and iron bones are not just a saying. His body is filled with blood energy, making him impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears. A continuous stream of malice forms a barrier around him.

"Count the casualties! Those who can move, follow the Mountain Lord! Protect all the instruments!" Yin Beast shouted behind him, using his greatsword as a cane. The Mountain Lord's subordinates seemed to be used to it. They were never worried that the Mountain Lord would be defeated. As long as they followed closely, they would be victorious.

The explosion caused heavy casualties among Shan Jun's men, but it did not shake their resolve. The wounded were carried out, and more subordinates went into the darkness.

With the support frame installed and the rocks cleared, they ran like fierce hunting dogs through the underground tunnel, going hundreds of meters deeper.

"Life detected in area B3! Someone's in East A7! They're fleeing towards the first block!"

A barrage of gunfire erupted as the First Gang clashed with unknown adversaries in the subway tunnel. These enemies, lurking in the darkness, were cunning and treacherous, their fighting spirit absurdly tenacious, making them even more troublesome than the night watchmen.

"Charge!"

By forcibly advancing, the Yin Beasts paid a heavy price but finally managed to drive back the enemy.

Upon examining the corpses, he discovered that the enemies were all dogmen dressed as priests.

"Weren't all the dogmen from the slums conscripted by the night watchmen? How did these skinny cannon fodder suddenly become so strong?" Yin Beast slashed open the dogmen's bodies with his knife, revealing that their hearts were larger than normal, with strange blood-red patterns engraved on them: "Restricted area modification?"

Yin Shou felt a sense of unease. He wanted to inform Shan Jun, but suddenly the signal lights in the abandoned subway station lit up, the guardrails slowly opened, and a crackling sound of electricity came from the station's public address system.

The railway tracks beneath my feet seemed to be vibrating, and the vibrations were becoming more and more noticeable.

"Oh no! Move to the side! Everyone, stand close to the wall! Everyone, stand close to the wall!"

A train seemed to be speeding towards them from the long-abandoned subway station. Yin Beast and Shan Jun's subordinates panicked; those steel monsters were not something flesh and blood could stop.

"Where is the mountain king? Contact the mountain king! Quickly!"

The Yin beast looked around, but the mountain lord who was walking at the front had already disappeared.

"The first restricted area is the territory of the Mountain King, it's impossible for it to be out of control! How come the abnormal phenomena have spread silently to the underground of the second district!" The Tiger Beast finally realized where its unease came from. This time, their opponent was not the Tzu Chi Society at all, but a "god" who could control the restricted area. The firearms were rendered ineffective, and even the Mountain King lost contact with the main force after entering the underground.

"Oops!"

……

After the tiger trampled the rails, they were soaked with blood. Not long after he entered the underground tunnel, he saw a platform, a platform that only he could see.

"An Luan, please don't do anything rash! Master has high hopes for you, and we all expect you to make a name for yourself and lead the martial arts school to great success!" Senior Brother Zhang Yan and Junior Brother ran to the platform one after the other and reached out to Shan Jun: "The path of martial arts is difficult, but it is bitter before it is sweet. Once you join Wansheng, you can decide the fate of countless people with just a word."

Zhang Yan tried very hard to pull Shan Jun onto the platform, but the subway arrival announcement had already come on, and it looked very dangerous.

"You call me... An Luan?" Shan Jun looked at Zhang Yan's outstretched hand, grabbed the other's wrist, and with a sharp crack, the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. Zhang Yan let out a scream, and the junior brother next to him was also terrified.

"An Luan! What are you doing! Have you gone mad?"

"Don't mention that name in front of me, or even if you're just an illusion, I'll still kill you." Shan Jun dragged Zhang Yan off the platform and punched him through the chest. Blood splattered, but turned to dust when it landed on Shan Jun.

The blinding headlights blared in the darkness as a subway train emerged from the tunnel and crashed into the mountain amidst the clanging of sirens.

Without dodging or evading, Shan Jun watched the subway pass through him. The ripples of the restricted area spread rapidly, completely enveloping him. When he opened his eyes again, he was already inside the subway.

We are approaching Hukou Station. Passengers who are about to disembark, please note that the left door will be open. Please exit from the left side.

A synthesized mechanical voice echoed throughout the carriages. Shan Jun stood in the middle of each carriage, his memories flashing rapidly through the windows. Although it was underground, people were coming and going in the shadows.

The car's interior lights illuminated the blurred edges of memory, and Shan Jun saw the people An Luan had met throughout his life, including himself.

They were crammed onto the same subway train heading into darkness, with swaying handrails beside them and the smells emanating from strangers.

As light and shadow intertwined, the subway sped up, and the tiger's body began to contort, as if something had been awakened that was resisting the tiger's will.

"So it was you who gave Tzu Chi the courage to rebel!

The memories reflected in the car window are incredibly real, desperately trying to evoke the remaining humanity within the tiger's body.

"How can a martial artist spend his days pondering these crooked and evil ways? You'll never amount to anything." Shan Jun tore off his blood-soaked clothes, his shoulders relaxed and curled inward, his collarbones sank and met, his inner energy descended to the acupoint in his lower abdomen, surging and shaking the Mingmen point, from which boundless malice surged forth!
The billowing black fog obscured the sky and the sun, and evil thoughts stained the train red. The mountain king's ten fingers faced each other, and the energy between his fingernails permeated each other, attracting and combining with each other. Malice surged like waves with the mountain king's palms.

With each breath, the waves surged and grew ever more turbulent. As the mountain lord struck down with his palm, the sea of ​​energy formed by malice erupted with a deafening roar, like a vast ocean overturning itself, directly shattering all illusions.

An Luan's memories have vanished. Shan Jun is inside a fleshy worm, being swallowed by a giant worm and constantly falling deeper into the ground.

"As expected, you have usurped the First Forbidden Zone. I helped you break through to the sixth level of martial arts, destroyed Wansheng for you, and fulfilled all your wishes. Is this how you repay me?" Shan Jun laughed angrily. He was tall and strong, but he did not appear clumsy at all. He gathered his energy in his right hand and pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger. He used his waist to drive the movement and his energy to generate power. He took a bow stance and threw a punch!

Evil thoughts swirled around his fingers. Before his fist even touched flesh, the force of the punch had already pierced through the worm's intestinal wall. With a loud bang, the giant worm's belly was ripped open.

Blood rained down as the Mountain Lord emerged from the intestines of the flesh-and-flesh worm. This place was now within the range of the First Forbidden Zone, but the rules that once belonged to him were now targeting him at every turn.

Looking around, Shan Jun didn't find the Tzu Chi Foundation's "god" nor did he see An Luan. He only found a slightly sleazy-looking middle-aged man in the corner. He was hiding in the darkness, holding a tattered video camera in his hand, his eyes hidden behind the lens, as if he was used to observing this terrible world through a black box.

"Li Sansi?"

(End of this chapter)