I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Jiangcheng Central Hospital.

Special care ward.

Li Zihao lay on the hospital bed with his right arm in a thick cast, suspended high in the air.

His face was swollen like an over-fermented dough, and his once handsome features were now squeezed together, making him look both comical and terrifying.

That was made by Shen Tian using the flat side of his knife.

Despite receiving the best treatment and using expensive cell repair fluid, the burning, stinging pain still felt like a branding iron, constantly reminding him of the humiliation he had suffered.

"Young Master, the Master said that you should take good care of your injuries."

At the door of the ward, a middle-aged butler in a black suit stood with his head down, his tone respectful yet distant.

"Regarding the Martial Arts University... the master said to let it go this year and let you repeat a year."

"The master will send someone to deal with Shen Tian and help you get revenge."

Li Zihao remained silent.

He stared intently at the ceiling, his eyes bloodshot.

Forget it?

Repeating a grade?

Are you kidding me!

Who is Li Zihao?

The pride of Jiangcheng No.1 High School, the heir of the Li family!

If he doesn't get into the Martial Arts University this year, he'll be pointed at and talked about like a student who has to repeat a year. That kind of humiliation is worse than being killed!

and.

Should we get our family to deal with Shen Tian?

What does that count for?

That's admitting that Li Zihao is a good-for-nothing! He can't even handle a piece of trash who's been fired, and he has to go home crying for his dad!

"roll."

Li Zihao squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

His voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows being pulled.

The butler paused for a moment, then bowed slightly and left, gently closing the door behind him.

The ward fell into a deathly silence.

Only the electrocardiogram monitor emitted a monotonous "beep, beep" sound.

Li Zihao slowly turned his head and looked at the fruit basket on the bedside table.

Beneath that pile of expensive fruit lay an inconspicuous black tin box.

His breathing began to quicken.

He bought it on the black market six months ago.

The seller was a mysterious old man who claimed that this was a "divine object" brought out from a forbidden area, capable of transforming a person and granting them superhuman power.

He just thought it was fun and bought it on a whim.

It was later examined by someone.

That's not some kind of divine object.

That was the flesh and blood of the Otherworldly.

Otherworldly demons.

That was a being more terrifying and evil than any strange beast.

They possess intelligence and bizarre abilities, but are also rife with pollution and madness.

Human warriors regard the alien demons as their mortal enemies.

Anyone who is tainted by the power of the otherworldly demons will be regarded as a heretic and hunted down by all of humanity.

Li Zihao used to scoff at this.

He's a martial arts genius with a bright future, how could he possibly touch such filthy stuff?

but now……

Shen Tian's cold, piercing eyes resurfaced in his mind.

That kind of indifference.

That look in their eyes, like they were looking at trash.

And that hand that easily crushed his hand bones.

"ah!!!"

Li Zihao suddenly let out a suppressed growl.

He frantically grabbed the black metal box with his good left hand.

That feeling of powerlessness.

The humiliation of being trampled and rubbed underfoot.

It's driving him crazy.

"Shen Tian...you forced me to do this..."

"You forced me to do this!"

Li Zihao's face was contorted with rage as he opened the tin box with trembling fingers.

A nauseatingly sweet and pungent smell instantly filled the air.

Inside the box.

A black piece of flesh, about the size of a thumb, lay quietly.

It doesn't look like an inanimate object.

It was still wriggling slightly, with a viscous black liquid seeping from its surface, contracting and expanding as if it were alive.

This is the flesh and blood of the Otherworldly.

Just eat it.

You will then gain power.

But the price is... you might turn into a monster, a mindless killing machine.

Even death.

Li Zihao looked at the piece of meat, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly thought of Shen Tian.

He thought of his useless right hand.

He thought about the ridicule and contempt he would face if he failed to get into the martial arts university.

"As long as I can kill you..."

"So what if I become a ghost!"

A glint of madness flashed in Li Zihao's eyes.

He grabbed the still-wriggling black piece of meat and shoved it into his mouth.

Gudong!

There is absolutely no need to chew.

The piece of meat seemed to have a mind of its own, sliding down his throat and directly into his stomach.

Icy.

The biting cold exploded instantly.

It was like swallowing a piece of ice that had been frozen for millennia.

Followed by.

It was a piercing, burning pain that felt like it was burning away all the internal organs.

"Ugh—!!!"

Li Zihao's eyes widened suddenly, and he arched his back on the bed like a boiled shrimp.

pain!

It hurts so much!

It felt as if countless knives were churning inside his stomach, trying to cut his internal organs into pieces.

It was as if countless worms had burrowed into his blood vessels, gnawing at his flesh.

Pfft!

Li Zihao rolled to the ground.

He rolled on the ground in agony, clutching his throat with both hands, his nails digging deep into his flesh, leaving bloody welts.

"Help...help me..."

He wanted to shout.

But all that could come out of his throat was a beastly roar.

The black power rampaged through his body, wantonly destroying his physical structure, and then reorganizing it in a bizarre way.

Click!Click!

A sickeningly loud cracking sound of bones breaking rang out.

Li Zihao's right arm, which was originally in a cast, suddenly began to swell up in a strange way.

The thick plaster surface was covered with cracks.

boom!

The plaster cracked.

Debris flew everywhere.

The arm that was originally severed had suddenly grown larger, and its skin had turned bluish-black, covered with a layer of fine scales.

The nails became sharp and long, like the claws of a wild beast.

The excruciating pain of having broken bones regrown almost made Li Zihao faint.

But he did not faint.

A violent, bloodthirsty will assaulted his brain, keeping him in a state of extreme lucid madness.

I don't know how much time passed.

The commotion in the ward gradually subsided.

Li Zihao lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Sweat mixed with blood, pooling into a stain beneath him.

He slowly raised his head.

Their once clear black and white eyes had now turned into eerie vertical pupils, emitting a faint green glow.

He slowly got up from the ground.

The movements were stiff, yet full of power.

He raised his right hand.

That can no longer be called a hand.

This is a sharp claw covered in bluish-black scales, with bulging muscles and veins, exuding a chillingly evil aura.

Li Zihao tried clenching his fist.

Click!

The sound of air being squeezed and popped.

An unprecedented sense of power filled my entire body.

The mortal body is completed?

No.

Right now, he feels like he could even tear apart a real rank-1 martial artist!

The feeling of power surging through his veins intoxicated him and captivated him.

"Is this... the power of the Otherworldly Demons?"

Li Zihao looked at himself in the mirror.

The swelling on my face has subsided.

But her skin turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Those vertical pupils no longer held any human emotion, only endless greed and murderous intent.

He grinned.

He revealed two rows of gleaming white teeth.

His smile was twisted and cruel.

"Shen Tian..."

Li Zihao extended his mutated claw and lightly scratched the window made of special tempered glass.

Shila-

The incredibly hard tempered glass was easily scratched with five deep marks, just like tofu.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

"I will repay you tenfold, a hundredfold, for the pain you have caused me."

"Just wait and see."

"I will crush your bones, one by one."

"Tear off pieces of your flesh, one by one."

Li Zihao murmured softly.

The voice was no longer hoarse, but instead had a metallic magnetism that sent chills down your spine.

He walked to the wardrobe, changed into a black tracksuit, put on a hood, and covered his eerie eyes.

then.

He walked to the window and pushed open the slashed window.

This is the twelfth floor.

But he didn't hesitate at all.

Take a leap.

The wind howled in my ears.

Li Zihao's figure slid down the building's exterior wall at breakneck speed, like a ghost.

The sharp claw easily pierced the wall, using it as a cushion.

Between several takeoffs and landings.

He disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.