Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 52 At crucial moments, this thing is still the most reliable.

Wang Yi was prepared and released a spiritual energy cannon when the demonic cultivator rushed over, killing him in one blow.

However, the thing itself did not approach Wang Yi, but instead dispersed countless black threads, attempting to kill Wang Yi with a ranged attack.

Wang Yi could only fly up and narrowly avoid the incoming black line.

The surrounding environment at this moment looks like a wasteland world, with a large number of high-rise building ruins.

Wang Yi plunged into the building complex, using the structures to block the black lines that were constantly being shot at him.

The monster's shriek caught up with Wang Yi.

Using his ability to observe qi, Wang Yi knew that the monster was chasing him not far behind.

However, its speed was obviously not as fast as Wang Yi's, who had the Dream Walker ability, and the two quickly widened the distance between them.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Yi thought to himself, "We can't let the distance between us grow!"
The black threads of the monster's magic were like missiles, able to chase after him even after several turns, while his aura cannon and pistol could only fight at close range.

I need to find an opportunity to get close to the monster and give it a good shot—

While thinking this, Wang Yi lost focus and was immediately struck by two black lines.

The black line pierced his shoulder and stomach, and blood immediately gushed out.

He quickly used his Dreamwalker ability to create distance and dodge the black lines that surrounded him.

Blood dripped down the path, forming a blood trail in the air.

As if drawn by the blood, the black line, which had been chasing Wang Yi, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the blood streak still in the air.

This guy is attracted to my blood?

why?
Because I possess an opportunity?
Does opportunity automatically attract demonic cultivators?

Or are they just monsters craving opportunities?

Wang Yi's blood was instantly consumed by the black lines, and then the even thicker black lines rushed towards him again.

Meanwhile, the demonic cultivator's true form was also hot on his heels, and there were only two or three buildings between them and Wang Yi.

At this distance, Wang Yi could only vaguely sense the location of the demonic cultivator.

The opponent did not slow down at all, clearly not intending to create distance, and was simply chasing Wang Yi.

As for Wang Yi, his body, which had just been pierced by the tentacles, had healed. It seemed that this place was indeed a dream, or something similar to a dream. As long as Wang Yi was not completely destroyed by the refinement, he could "regenerate blood through breathing."

Wang Yi had an idea.

The black lines—calling them tentacles would be more appropriate—are attracted to my blood, while the demonic cultivator's true form doesn't actually maintain distance. It only attacked with its tentacles just now, simply because its tentacles could reach me.

The equation for victory has now been written.

Wang Yi raised his hand and fired a barrage of bullets, instantly blasting two tentacles apart.

The monster howled.

It can feel pain, and the ability to feel pain can provoke it.

Wang Yi then reloaded and continued firing.

Although his accuracy was quite poor at high speeds, his tentacles basically only flew in a straight line, making him completely vulnerable to the G18C's firepower.

After smashing several tentacles in succession, the monster roared in anger.

You can feel that its movement speed suddenly increases.

This was the moment Wang Yi had been waiting for. He threw away his G18C, pulled out his Glock, and simultaneously turned around a building.

As he completed the turn, Wang Yi faced the charging monster head-on.

According to Wang Yi's plan, the monster's tentacles would be obstructed by the building, forcing it to chase him from behind, thus allowing him to rush all the way to the monster's front.

However, the monster spewed out more tentacles, thrusting them towards Wang Yi, determined to pierce him through.

The first trick didn't work! Then watch this one!

Wang Yi held the PPK in his right hand, pressed it against his left forearm, and fired.

The bullet exited from the other side of the arm, taking away a large amount of flesh and blood.

Wang Yi screamed in agony.

But the monster's tentacles, like sharks that have caught a whiff of something, bypassed Wang Yi and rushed toward the flesh and blood left behind.

The demonic cultivator launched even more tentacles! Wang Yi changed the position of his gun and fired again.

The tentacles were drawn to it again.

Having consumed several waves of Wang Yi's flesh and blood, the monster's pure black body began to turn red, and the aura it emitted became even stronger!
More tentacles shot out!
Wang Yi moved the gun to his shoulder, gritted his teeth, and pulled the trigger for the third time, sending shattered bones and flesh spraying out.

The monster roared, retracted its tentacles, and charged towards the bloody feast in the air.

Although Wang Yi was in so much pain that he almost fainted, normally he would have gone into shock due to excessive blood loss by this point, but he was breathing and his blood was returning, baby!
In the blink of an eye, the indescribable monster that the demonic cultivator had transformed into was already in front of them.

Wang Yi threw the PPK at the monster, and with that action, his right palm aimed at the monster's "face"—if it could be called a face.

Spirit Cannon -

Wang Yi's right palm suddenly emitted a crimson light, burning like flames.

Is it because I've become stronger that the power and form of the spirit cannon have changed?
The hand, burning like flames, seems to be calling for victory!

The next moment, a thick beam of light shot out from the palm, instantly engulfing the black and red monster.

Some tentacles were outside the beam's range, but after the main body was destroyed, the tentacles gradually turned into liquid and dripped onto the ground.

When the beam of light dissipated, all that remained around Wang Yi were the remnants dripping from the building.

The monster vanished completely, leaving no trace.

Wang Yi surveyed his surroundings before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Because he suddenly relaxed, he plopped down on the ground, and then simply lay down on the ground, panting heavily.

After calming his breathing, Wang Yi lay on the ground, recalling the battle that had just taken place.

After refining the God of Wealth, the monster immediately rushed towards me, clearly attracted by my opportunity.

Clearly, these demonic cultivators who have lost their self-awareness and form can sense my cheat system, so I naturally attract them.

301, 301, why didn't you tell me this!
Then Wang Yi began to recall the events before the God of Wealth was refined. The God of Wealth discovered the magic circle, and Elsa warned him that it might be a trap.

Falcon said that the demon cultivator had corrupted the ordinary people around him and broken through his cultivation realm, but at the same time he fell into a state of demonic possession, turning into a mindless and indescribable monster.

Then this demonic cultivator may very well have once tried to resurrect the demonic cultivator he had destroyed in his dream.

It doesn't feel like this long string of coincidences is a coincidence at all; it seems impossible for them to be connected.

Could this be... a trap set for me?
Wang Yi had read many online novels, especially those that emphasized strategic battles. He knew that in such situations, it was a matter of who would benefit from his own elimination, and that person was usually the mastermind behind it all.

However, after reviewing the information he had, he discovered that based on the intelligence he possessed, only the demonic cultivators who directly devoured him could benefit. He needed to obtain more information to identify the other beneficiaries.

However, regardless of who benefits, I have won now.

Wang Yi raised his hand, looking at the newly added logo on it.

So, killing a demonic cultivator who has gone mad, lost their mind, and become an indescribable monster can also grant supernatural powers.

I remember that the evil technique that Physician Lin practiced was called the Soul-Suppressing Life-Feeding Technique. Maybe the supernatural power I gained is the effect of cultivating this technique to the first level.

Unfortunately, Wang Yi's cheat is inconvenient at all. Other cheats provide detailed explanations of their functions via pop-up interfaces.

His cheat is really retro; there's no explanation or interface. Guess what abilities he gains!

Wang Yi stared at the logo. The logo's structure resembled a landscape painting? There was also an outline surrounding the landscape painting, which looked like a gourd.

Could it be some kind of supernatural power like opening up a world within a pot?

This has nothing to do with the monster's abilities!

Wait!
Wang Yi suddenly realized what was happening.

Before I entered this world, the ground around me disappeared, and I felt a sinking sensation.

It's as if I've sunk into this world.

Does this mean my body wasn't lying on the outside floor, but was pulled directly inside?
So this scene isn't the Dirac Sea or the collective unconscious space at all, but rather a monster's demiplane.

Just then, the monster's last remnants turned into liquid, and the entire space began to collapse—literally, the sky and the ruins of buildings all turned into snowflake-colored blocks, like in a 3D game where the graphics card had broken down.

Wang Yi was shocked: "Holy crap! They're pulling this fast! Quick, activate the supernatural power I just acquired! Hurry!"

The snowflakes spread out and completely engulfed him.

(End of this chapter)