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In a life-or-death situation, this confidence undoubtedly gave her a greater chance of survival.

The heavily guarded mithril gate stood in the darkness, radiating an emerald-green glow.

The woman leaped forward, reaching out to push the escape route in front of her, but the next moment, a relieved smile froze on her face.

A thin, shimmering white thread protruded from between her red lips. Numerous icicles, absorbing the moisture from her body, pierced through her skin, transforming her into a bizarre ice sculpture resembling a hedgehog.

On the ground, the faint shouts of battle only lasted a few seconds before falling silent, signifying that the balance of the battle had unsurprisingly tipped to one side.

"Whoosh!" The flying mud and sand were flung into the sky like a fountain.

Just when the battle seemed to be over, several panicked shadows pierced through the ground and fled in one direction at high speed.

Watching them leave, Zhu Mingyao surprisingly did not stop them, but only gave them a deep look.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and fight one battle at a time.

The Blissful Spirit House can virtually control the souls of the dead through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the Three Primal Palaces, which are re-crafted based on this, naturally have similar wondrous uses.

He had extracted enough information from the dead man he had just captured. The real big shots behind the island were hiding elsewhere, and he was more than happy to have someone lead the way!

Urging the Yaksha Demon General to intercept the remaining remnants and clean up the battlefield, Zhu Mingyao took a light step, three inches off the ground, and traversed a distance of nearly a thousand meters, appearing in front of a broken wall and ruins.

Even though the island was equipped with a very advanced spatial array that concealed a considerable area, it was no different from transparent glass in front of a powerhouse of his level.

With a casual glance, Zhu Mingyao pointed, and the [Spleen Spirit Always Present] Dharma Image, holding a yellow jade tiger scepter, flashed. The true Qi of Earth circulated, and the foundation of the ruins suddenly cracked open. The remaining defensive spells shattered one after another, bursting out with dazzling elemental sparks.

Just as he was about to enter, his body swayed, and he suddenly felt a slight daze for a moment, as if he had an urge to just sit quietly and daydream.

After exhausting its contained chilling power, the dark clouds, though still faithfully separating the inside from the outside, generously let in a sliver of moonlight to show their tolerance.

The clear, bright light reflected off the frost-covered ruins, casting a faint silver glow.

At that moment, the faint light subtly shifted.

Zhu Mingyao suddenly raised his eyes, and a wisp of pure light rose from his fingertip, unfolding into a small bronze bell with mottled patina.

The ancient-looking little bell suddenly vibrated, transforming into a clear and penetrating sound wave, like harsh but honest advice, bitter medicine, shaking the mind and prompting deep reflection.

This is precisely what we mean by a constant warning!

As the admonitory Taoist chants lingered, a crisp cracking sound rang out, as if a phantom mirror had been shattered. The fog in Zhu Mingyao's mind suddenly dissipated, and his clouded senses quickly regained their clarity.

"Good tactic, it managed to trick me. It seems we really shouldn't underestimate the potential for a cornered dog to resort to desperate measures..."

Before he could even make a move after sending out his taunt, shadows began to appear all around him, indicating that there was more than one enemy!

A hot, pungent wind swept over us, making our mouths dry. A tall, muscular lizard-man with dark red scales that resembled flowing lava led the way, its spindle-shaped maw suddenly opening wide:

"Salamander!"

Thin wisps of crimson light quietly seeped out from between the fine, triangular teeth, converging into a blazing torrent of flames that crashed fiercely towards us.

The scorching flames swept fiercely across the area, radiating astonishing heat. The frost and snow along the way melted instantly, releasing large plumes of steam, just like a sauna.

Using this as cover, amidst the dazzling offensive, there were also wisps of hidden black phosphorescent light around, seemingly slow but actually rapid, winding their way along the ground from the blind spots!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Mingyao sneer disdainfully. He slightly concave the five fingers of his left hand, and suddenly spat out a bowl-sized ball of bright red light like an arrow. It deftly pushed against the pillar of flames and poured into the giant mouth. With a loud bang, only broken scales and flesh remained on the spot. Even the third brother from India, who was not afraid of anything, had no way to deal with it.

With a gentle flick of his right hand, a black talisman about a foot long leaped out, spinning half a circle in the air. In an instant, it absorbed all the incoming black phosphorescent energy like a whale sucking in water. After several transformations and twists, it turned into a short, thick, strange snake three or four meters long, which swiftly flew into the enemy group and opened its mouth to bite.

Bing Fire Flying Thunder Spell! Ghostly Spirit Devouring Demon Great Seal!

Use masculine strength to overcome masculine strength, and use yin evil to overcome yin evil!

Having utterly crushed the enemy's last desperate resistance, Zhu Mingyao walked into the underground tunnel as if no one else was there.

In the rainforest surrounded by streams, a soft couch made of banana leaves...

Hanging with crosses and icons, it is decorated as a sacred and solemn prayer room...

A Roman-style hot spring built with delicate white stone...

On both sides, spacious suites with different furnishings are arranged one after another. Through the open doors, one can see a lot of unsightly utensils and thin underwear scattered on the floor, the purpose of which is self-evident.

Zhu Mingyao, shrouded in a chilling frost, suddenly stopped. He took a step back expressionlessly, his eyes drifting to the side.

Inside a spacious hall, simple desks and benches were neatly arranged, and several quadratic equations were even written on the blackboard in childish, pink and white handwriting.

If it weren't for the damp stain on the podium and two small, tattered white cotton socks in the corner, reminding people of the filth of this place, it wouldn't seem like a den of iniquity at all; it would be a classroom brimming with academic atmosphere.

Witnessing that absurd and disgusting scene, even Zhu Mingyao, who was usually a ruthless killer capable of annihilating enemies in ten steps and leaving no trace for a thousand miles, found himself unable to contain his emotions. All his words boiled down to a single sigh:

"Damn, they really know how to have fun!"

With these thoughts in mind, he kicked out, shattering the solid, dark wall, and grinned at the few trembling figures.

"I have a suggestion—"

This gameplay is so creative! Why don't you all switch roles and experience it for yourselves?

Chapter 461

The thick walls constructed from various composite materials are as strong as steel, but in front of a powerful figure who can conquer cities and destroy armies, they are no different from a fragile piece of paper.

However, amidst the flying ash and debris, a chilling fluctuation suddenly arose.

A jet-black beam of light shot out suddenly, crossing the void with indescribable speed in the blink of an eye, striking Zhu Mingyao in the chest and exiting through his spine!

The golden armor of the spirit official collapsed completely; the Dingjia Great Incantation, shrouded in black and white mystical light, suddenly opened up; and the clear, cloud-like true qi of the Yellow Court melted and dissipated...

All protective measures crumbled in the blink of an eye, proving utterly ineffective in blocking anything.

The frail old man, dressed in a neat black tailcoat, suppressed his fear and pulled his arm out from behind his back. In his palm, an ancient spell scroll was slowly turning to ashes.

Even most of the staff at the Mysterious Club were unaware that he was the island's top fighter.

Who would have thought that the personal butler who always followed the distinguished guests and handled their chores would actually be the last line of defense protecting the big shots?

Faced with the sudden and unexpected turn of events, Zhu Mingyao showed no signs of shock, anger, or pain.

He maintained a calm and composed demeanor, even with a hint of appreciation on his lips, as he leisurely lowered his head to examine the huge and exaggerated wound.

A deep, dark hole with perfectly smooth edges lies silently, its terrifying aura capable of annihilating everything, mercilessly tearing apart the flesh and soul of anyone who approaches it.

The fragments of his body, constantly being peeled away, were as fine as the yellow sand of the Gobi Desert, mixed in a black and red interwoven trail, winding out from behind him, penetrating straight through the thick layers of earth, and soaring into the sky.

"That's amazing... Even an ordinary Scepter-level expert would be either dead or crippled if hit by that, right? What kind of spell is that?"

The praise didn't come from him, but from the side.

Zhu Mingyao dispersed a wisp of dazzling silver-white Gengjin sword energy, watched the black-clad butler, who had been pierced through the heart by a sword, slowly fall to the ground, and asked curiously. Where he had originally stood, the figure turned into a paper doll with a whoosh.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. He's not the boss in a shonen manga, so why would he make such a basic mistake as underestimating a seemingly weak enemy and being arrogant and reckless?

"The gaze of the goddess of vengeance..."

His lips, which had quickly lost their color, struggled to move, and the black-robed mage managed to utter a muffled word, his tone a mixture of relief and resentment.

"Great name. It sounds like a rare and top-quality item. No wonder it almost cost me my life." Zhu Mingyao gave a thumbs up with a sincere smile.

"What does this little bit of stuff amount to?" a dry, aged voice replied.

The old man, his face covered in dark spots, smoothed his disheveled white hair from his escape, his expression calm and composed.

"Times have changed, and the power of worldly wealth and power today far exceeds people's imagination."

Even divine artifacts and sacred objects that were beyond the reach of ordinary people in ancient times can be turned into collections in our exhibition halls with just a small price paid by us, who control a superpower.

He spoke with an air of authority and composure. If it weren't for the fact that his two hairy, thin legs were trembling slightly beneath his beltless robe, he would have looked like he was giving a grand speech at a press conference.

"Of course, humility and contentment are always virtues. As wise and intelligent gentlemen, we are willing to share such inexhaustible resources with our 'powerful' friends. What do you think?"

His tone was polite and humble, yet the meaning behind his words was crystal clear.

"Heh." Zhu Mingyao raised his hand with a half-smile, pointing at the black-robed mage who died with a look of regret on his face.

"Just like him?"

"People's value naturally differs." Seeing that his attitude seemed to be softening, the old man quickly added.

“You have proven your worth, so you are rightfully entitled to sit at the table with us, shoulder to shoulder.”

He patiently explained, “From worldly wealth and power to any rare treasures and resources that increase extraordinary abilities, and even the ‘those’ you just saw…”

The old man's purplish-red tongue moved, and he revealed a suggestive smile.

"Any race, any age, any appearance, any playstyle... even customizable. No need to worry about wear and tear; we'll build you a small, private kingdom, always stocked with new toys, just like this island, where you are its eternal god!"

"That sounds a bit too cruel, doesn't it?" Zhu Mingyao gently scratched his chin, looking somewhat conflicted.

"Please abandon those pointless sense of responsibility! The essence of the world is a giant dining table. Some people sit at the table with knives and forks, while others are destined to lie on the table." The old man pressed on, his eyes gleaming with fervent light.

“You have all the qualities to become the former. With just a gentle reach, you can hold the whole world in your palm. Why let those outdated moral concepts bind you?”

He contemptuously snatched the platinum cross from his neck and threw it on the ground as if it were a piece of trash.

"You should know very well that God and the gods, heaven and hell have long since left this world. The strong among mankind should take up the scepter of dominion over all things, like us... like you!"

The old man's companions nodded in unison, their expressions sincere and friendly. They were not lying; they genuinely wanted to win over the young man before them.

What if enemies appear on your life's path? Then bribe them. If a problem can be solved by exchanging benefits, then it's not a problem! This is their invincible code of conduct.

Among those extraordinary individuals who served the club, there were once quite a few who held firm to their conscience, but didn't they all succumb to the endless sugar-coated bullets?

"Crack! Crack!"

A crisp round of applause rang out, and Zhu Mingyao clapped twice in appreciation, remarking slowly and deliberately.

"That is indeed a very tempting offer..."

A hint of joy appeared on everyone's faces, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next sentence, which took a sharp turn, plunged their mood into a cold abyss.

"I reject!"

"Why?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then roared in a frenzy.

“Because…” A hint of nostalgia flickered in Zhu Mingyao’s eyes.

"When I was a child, a superhero with an iron bar once told me that there is another choice in this world besides eating people or being eaten."

That means... people who eat people are not allowed to live in this world!

"What a ridiculous reason!" a haughty woman couldn't help but shriek, waving her arms in a fit of rage.

"Foolish bastards! Do you know who we are? Do you know what the consequences will be if something happens to us?"