Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 318 One Knife
[Is it because that wisp of divine power was at an extremely high level that it consumed dozens or even hundreds of times more ferocity? It seems unlikely that such a maneuver can be replicated; we'll still have to rely on Zhang Jie...]

Just as Mu Xiang was catching his breath, Zheng Zha also stopped.

He, who had been frantically absorbing the jade fragments, immediately dodged when the shadow appeared. When the shadow was annihilated by a single strike and transformed into a roar, it was overwhelmed by Mu Xiang's ferocious killing intent; at this moment, the ever-growing filthy blood also twisted, as if new nutrients were being replenished into it.

But at this moment, Zheng Zha, who had moved aside, stopped what he was doing.

Starting from his left shoulder, a huge rift appeared from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Crimson flames rose from it, then turned into deep black flames; even so, the rising flames could not immediately repair his body.

The power brought by the phoenix blood essence was beginning to manifest, but the golden light on the bloodstains was not immediately dispelled... Amidst the rising red flames, Zheng Zha's body was split in two, and then the two heads, three arms, and half of his body on the right side slid to the ground.

The relentless, surging moonlight finally reached the other end of the base, tearing a penetrating hole in the thick alloy wall that was strong enough to isolate the dimensional gaps.

Amidst the deafening crash, Zheng Zha's three heads roared at Mu Xiang in unison.

Mu Xiang regained consciousness, but he still had to say that the strike was well done...

Because Zheng Zha is still not awake! After absorbing the fragments of the Jade Supreme's clone, although his condition did not immediately return to its peak, it has recovered quite a bit; the unknown filthy blood has grown even stronger, and is no weaker than his condition after the previous large-scale slaughter.

Although he had exited the fourth-order gene lock and his energy was almost exhausted, Mu Xiang was still a fourth-order being... Even without the body brought by his Kryptonian bloodline, and even without abundant energy, he still possessed a formidable ability.

That is the self-healing brought about by the fourth-order gene lock... Unlike the self-healing ability that relies on Kryptonian energy, this self-healing is achieved by overdrawing life force.

By squeezing out life force and stimulating its own cells, the self-healing speed can reach hundreds or thousands of times the normal speed... Although the price is extremely high, the reduction in lifespan is only the surface; the damage to the essence and the impact on future advancement are also involved. But this is a world of reincarnation! If such fundamental consumption can be directly healed by the main god, then what is there to worry about?

For fourth-tier powerhouses outside the cycle of reincarnation, this is almost a last resort, a desperate measure to quell an immediate crisis. In the main god space, it would be nothing more than an emergency measure in a horror movie.

Mu Xiang reached out and patted the broken part of his left shoulder. The bleeding stopped the next moment, and large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead. The pain, from flesh to bone, made him react... It was like a burning iron skewer piercing the broken part; the intense pain and burning sensation first spread from flesh to bone, and then penetrated into his cells and even his soul.

But at the same time, a new arm stretched out, as if it had just been hidden.

Watching Zheng Zha dispel the golden light and their bodies merge back together, Mu Xiang couldn't help but shrug: "So, it seems I'll have to stall you for a while longer..."

"I definitely have to invite Zhang Jie next time."

With a shrug, Mu Xiang felt his new left arm. Then, his breathing began to change... a breathing technique he hadn't consciously used in a long time reappeared. Guided by the breathing technique, his body, which had almost no Kryptonian energy, began to generate ripples continuously.

Ripples spread across the clear moonlight. Mu Xiang fixed his gaze on Zheng Zha and stabbed his blade into the ground. A massive amount of ripples were transmitted to the ground, and then, under his precise control, surged forth from beneath Zheng Zha's feet. As Zheng Zha dodged, Mu Xiang swiftly scooped up the bracelet that had fallen from his arm.

The Ripple, designed for vampires in a specific worldview, obviously cannot cause devastating damage to real vampires... But Mu Xiang never intended to do so. With the Ripple present, his physical strength could still be utilized, preventing him from being killed by the berserk Zheng Zha.

Even without Kryptonian energy, Mu Xiang, with his fourth-order gene lock realm and such a physique, can still unleash a Ripple stronger than anyone else in the original work!
On the other side, looking at the emerald flames filling the sky and most of the team members unable to break through, Zhang Jie took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He looked at Xu Lin, whose leg had been urgently amputated because it was stained with a strange green flame: "Newcomer, I acknowledge your willpower."

Xu Lin leaned against an invisible psychic force, shaking his head and smiling bitterly. Blood loss prevented him from using his advantages, and even though Long Taobing treated him with holy light, his own body was still too fragile... He could no longer use the psychic-powered gun to attack the outside world.

Moreover, these white-robed figures are not physically fragile. Although they cannot compare to the ever-evolving demons, they are much stronger than those pale-faced monsters. Even if pierced by telekinetic bullets, they will not die immediately... Currently, only the Overlord and Zero Point firearms can inflict tearing or even pulverizing damage on them.

Looking at the veterans who seemed somewhat tense but not panicked, Xu Lin was puzzled. His gaze shifted between Zhang Jie and the other veterans. Zhu Wen noticed his confusion. She glanced at Zhang Jie... Zhang Jie's death aura was the thinnest, and it was completely unrelated to any being present or around him.

She knew Zhang Jie wouldn't abandon the Zhongzhou team, so since he was still safe, he probably had a way to deal with these white-robed men.

She didn't speak, just as she remained silent when her creation was burned to ashes.

Zhang Jie's gaze was fixed on the emerald flames filling the sky. He watched as the invisible psychic power twisted due to the scorching green sea of ​​fire... but no one's movements could escape his perception.

"Liu Xi, is this the last batch?" Zhang Jie asked casually after finishing his cigarette.

Looking outside, Liu Xi calmly said, "If I wanted to eliminate the Central Continent Team... I would definitely send out all the low-level forces I could use, instead of attacking in batches. These forces are useless against Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha; they're only useful against us. Since the number of people outside hasn't increased, it's highly likely that all of them have been deployed."

"Of course, this is based on the assumption that Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha did not lose... If they win, this will be the last batch; if it continues, there will most likely be no new enemies here."

"If we lose... then we're all doomed no matter what."

Zhang Jie smiled and said, "I understand, I understand. It's good that someone is using their brain... Then I won't be polite."

As the cigarette butt fell to the ground, countless fragments of corpses behind him began to writhe. The telekinetic restraint and mental control vanished simultaneously, allowing the demons who had evolved to a considerable level to immediately begin to recover.

Zhang Jie remained calm and unhurried. With a wave of his hand, Kuiqi jumped onto his hand, and with Zhang Jie's loud laughter, the Zanpakuto grew larger in the wind.

The psychic barrier that had blocked the emerald sea of ​​fire also disappeared, but the sea of ​​fire could not advance at all. Like a vast ocean of spiritual pressure spreading out, it blocked all the green flames from entering.

The already exaggeratedly shaped Zanpakuto quickly obscured the dark night sky in just a few breaths. The pale moon in the sky had vanished during the previous battle, as if the power behind it had been erased... And now, the only light source in the dark night sky was the flickering Gaki!
The larger the Zanpakuto, the more transparent it became. By this point, it was almost colorless, yet it shimmered with an indescribable light.

Zhang Jie was still sitting in the same spot, but everyone felt a sense of unreality... The real Zhang Jie seemed to have left this place, transforming into an invisible colossus overlooking Haddonfield. He was invisible, yet possessed a terrifying presence that crushed everything; he left no trace, yet seemed to stand between the only pure land and the pitch-black sky.

The Zanpakuto that blotted out the night sky seemed to disappear suddenly after flashing, and could no longer be seen... But what followed was the pressure of a gale falling from the sky.

At this moment, the sword was neither in Zhang Jie's hand nor in the dark night sky... but everything before him was shrouded in this enormous Zanpakuto, or rather, the night sky, the town, and the world were all part of this sword!

"Swastika · Li Di Kuiqi!"

Unrestrained, even outrageous, laughter rang out from all directions, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Concentrate, and watch my strike!"

The next moment, heaven and earth were swept away, and wind and thunder raged...

After this sword, there will be no more masks, no more green flames, and no more white robes.

Everyone's mind trembled under the blade, and when everything fell silent, they too fell into a state of half-dream and half-awake.

(End of this chapter)