A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

The image of Venus (Venus) is shown making a fist with his palm. A point of starlight rises from the palm, wobbles, and rises into the air before suddenly collapsing inward!

boom!

The starlight collapsed into a fist-sized, blurry, pitch-black hole that frantically devoured light, hanging in mid-air like a hole punched in the gray-white sky.

An unreasonable suction force erupted from that black hole!

"What the hell?!"

"This actually works?!"

The flying fragments of human skin were immediately caught in the crossfire, swirling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind as they were pulled into the black hole!

Even the blood-winged black mosquitoes that were frantically flapping their wings couldn't resist the suction force and were pulled over while buzzing and screaming.

"Merge! Merge now!"

The distorted facial features on Ji Zuodao and Ji Zhengdao's two human skins changed color simultaneously. In a flash, the scattered fragments of human skin flew back with a "whoosh" and pieced together in the middle like puzzle pieces.

Pfft!

The two regained their human forms on the spot, and as soon as their feet touched the ground, they were pulled off balance by the suction force.

The soles of the shoes dug two shallow grooves in the ground, but they still couldn't stop sliding towards the black hole.

"Big brother! We can't hold on!"

Ji Zhengdao's face turned pale as he frantically gripped a protruding rock beside him, his fingers turning white from digging in.

"We have to hold on, even if we can't!"

While resisting the suction, Ji Zuodao's mind raced. "Ah Zheng! You're usually full of tricks, aren't you? Where are your hidden gems?! Shouldn't you be waiting to give birth now?!"

"Brother! Everything I have is a copy of yours!" Ji Zhengdao cried, his face contorted with despair. "Don't you know whether you have any secrets in your pants? If you didn't, where would I get them from?!"

Just then, Ji Zuodao heard Zhang Quan's hoarse and weak voice transmission intermittently:

"Brother Ji, I...I used my Golden Eyes to see!"

"That bizarre and frequent rule changes... consume enormous resources! My origin... my origin is simply insufficient to perfectly mimic my uncle's Dharma form!"

"It currently... has at most the strength of the first level of the Dharma Aspect Realm! It's all show and no substance! Stay calm, we can fight."

Ji Zuodao was currently being sucked so hard that he was completely disoriented, and his internal organs were about to come out of his mouth.

Hearing this, if I hadn't turned around and seen Zhang Quan lying paralyzed in the distance, his eyes bulging like ripe rotten tomatoes, his face smeared with blood and tears, looking utterly miserable...

He really wanted to curse out loud!

Can they fight?

I'm practically sucked into a noodle shape by the guts, and you're telling me I can fight back?!

Do you want to listen to what you're saying?!

The first level of the Dharma Realm!

That's a damn Dharma Aspect Realm!

That's a realm where you can easily rub the head of a Spirit Palace Realm cultivator!

Moreover, this is the Venus Dharma Image of Zhang Dajuzuo, who has been famous for a long time, and is known for his unparalleled killing power and fearsome reputation!

Even if it's a youth version, a trial version, a pirated version with less than one ten-thousandth the power of the original...

Crushing Ji Zuodao, a Spirit Palace Realm cultivator, would be no different than crushing an ant!

Not to mention that because of that damned invisible wall, most of the blood-winged black mosquitoes were kept outside. There weren't even enough mosquitoes around to give this Dharma image a good scraping!

and many more……

Dharma form?

He suddenly remembered that old bald monk, Yongjue.

He burned everything and forcefully attacked the Buddha's golden body. If I hadn't messed things up and ruined it, that old beast might have actually succeeded!

So... should I give it a try too?

"Try it my ass!"

Ji Zuodao immediately cursed himself in his heart.

At least Yongjue was burning away his entire body of Dharma cultivation.

What about yourself?

A poor, evil cultivator, whose spiritual sea is nothing but a sea of ​​blood and mosquitoes.

How could one possibly use their head to attack the Dharma image?

There's a 98% chance you'll set yourself on fire and burn to ashes; if you're lucky, you might leave behind a few relics...

Then some bald monk who happened to be passing by picked it up, polished it smooth, strung it together, and wore it on his wrist every day.

"Hey, this string of relics is quite smooth after handling it."

Just imagining that scene sent a chill down Ji Zuodao's spine.

but……

If we don't give it our all, forget about relics, we won't even have bone fragments left!

The approaching black hole won't be polite to him.

On Ji Zuodao's face, which was almost distorted by the suction, the last trace of hesitation and hope in his eyes, which always carried a hint of calculation and wickedness, suddenly went out like a candle flickering in the wind.

Instead, it was replaced by a ruthless, almost ferocious, all-or-nothing approach.

Fight!

Let it be a relic!

It's better than turning into minced meat sauce!

Moreover, it's not like there's no way out!

He took out the human skin bag from his spiritual sea and tied it back around his waist.

Then, a spark appeared in the crimson spiritual sea.

Without warning, a cluster of dark blood flames rose from Ji Zuodao's chest!

The flames were not crimson, but rather viscous like blood plasma.

As it rolled, countless tiny mosquito shadows and mournful howls could be vaguely seen, exuding a chilling, eerie, and violent aura.

"Big brother?! What are you doing?! Are you out of your mind?!"

Ji Zhengdao, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that his face twisted in terror and he screamed incoherently.

"Shut up!!!"

Ji Zuodao's eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his neck were bulging. It wasn't excitement, but pure heartache!

He had just painfully pried open the human skin bag in his arms, closed his eyes, steeled his heart, and threw several newly acquired Dharma Aspect Realm Spiritual Palaces, which he hadn't even warmed up yet, into the ever-burning blood flame in his heart as firewood!

"Sizzle—"

The moment the spirit palace threw in the blood flames, it was like hot oil being poured into a fire. The blood flames suddenly shot up several feet, their color becoming even deeper and more eerie, and the aura they emitted becoming even more terrifying.

Ke Ji Zuodao's heart was bleeding!

Wasteful! Absolutely wasteful!

In his entire life, Ji Zuodao has been incredibly frugal, always pulling out every last penny. When has he ever been so extravagant?!

Using the spiritual palace of the Dharma Realm as firewood?!

This isn't just burning firewood; it's burning his very lifeblood! His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys!

"I...I'm going to forcefully break through to the Dharma Aspect Realm in a moment!"

Ji Zuodao gritted his teeth, each word sounding like it was squeezed out from the depths of his lungs, carrying the taste of blood and froth.

"Kill that bastard!"

"What?!?"

Ji Zhengdao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch, becoming shrill and distorted:

"Brother, are you crazy?! If you do this, even if you manage to get to the top, there's a 99% chance you'll die instantly!"

"So—" Ji Zuodao was sucked in and spun around in the air, his hair covering his face, but he stared intently at Ji Zhengdao, his eyes as fierce as a wolf in dire straits.

"Once I kill it, you fucking pounce on it and devour that bastard! Take its place!"

He was breathing heavily and speaking rapidly:

"Then, before I'm completely dead, my soul is scattered, and I can't even gather enough relics... use your newly acquired territory access to quickly and damn well reopen the resurrection rules for me!"

"No way, bro!"

Ji Zhengdao was so anxious he was almost in tears. "It won't be that fast! Devouring, digesting, understanding the rules, reactivating... it takes time! It's not like you can just flip a switch!"

"So I'm fucking telling you to hurry up!"

Ji Zuodao roared, his face contorted in a grotesque display of blood-red flames.

"I... I'll fucking try to live a little longer!"

The blood flames burned ever brighter, beginning to devour his body. A dark red light emanated from beneath his skin, as if his entire being was melting from the inside out.

"But……"

Ji Zhengdao wanted to say something more.

"But your maternal grandmother!!!"

Ji Zuodao's roar interrupted him, and the flames shook violently due to his emotional outburst.

"Didn't you see I've already lit this fire?! The arrows are all nocked, the bow is fully drawn! You have no choice but to go! Otherwise, we're both done for today, and at least we can keep each other company on the road to the underworld, and hear the commotion!"

He took a deep breath of the scorching air, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like his veins were about to burst, and stared intently at Ji Zhengdao, uttering each word slowly and deliberately:

"Now, it's either fight me to the death, or we die together."

"select!"