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

"Snap—!!!"

The crimson sword blade struck down without a deafening roar.

There was only one crisp, teeth-grinding sound, like the shattering of glass or jade.

The radiant and ethereal image of Venus, like a piece of exquisite porcelain struck by a heavy hammer, was covered in countless cracks that instantly spread across its entire body, starting from the brow cleaved by a sword!

Then, it exploded with a deafening roar!

It turned into countless scattered fragments, falling softly to the ground.

A dark, twisting, writhing humanoid shadow, resembling a lump of thick asphalt, darted out from the shattered core of the Dharma image.

Without looking back, it tried to burrow into the gray ground in the distance.

"Trying to run away?!"

A hoarse, ferocious roar was followed by another piercing sound as it cut through the air!

Another dark greatsword, shrouded in a chilling aura of death, struck down fiercely like a claw reaching out from the depths of hell, arriving first despite being behind!

"Pfft!"

It pinned the dark figure firmly to the ground, the sword tip sinking into the earth, the blade still trembling and emitting a low hum.

"Ugh—!!!"

The dark figure let out an inhuman scream and struggled and writhed wildly.

But like a live fish nailed to a chopping board, it could not break free from the giant sword that exuded a strong aura of death.

It was unwilling to accept this!

It's only a few years! No, it might even be just a few months!

Given a little more time, it will be able to fully digest and master all the rules of this place and become its true master!

By then, the 749 Bureau, the investigators, and the so-called Qi cultivators will all be nothing more than playthings to be kneaded at will in its palm!

It's all that bastard's fault!

That bastard named Ji Zuodao, he's a scoundrel who's utterly despicable from the inside out!

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And then there's his inner demon, which is no better than anything else!

That little brat!

That strange black dog!

There isn't a single normal person in this family, from top to bottom!

They are all its nemesis!

Unfortunately, that damned resurrection rule is ineffective against its core anomaly.

otherwise……

The shadowy figure cast a venomous glance toward the distance.

There, Ji Zuodao was almost nothing but a charred skeleton, the crimson flames in his eye sockets flickering and about to go out, and the Blood Sea Dharma Image behind him was also rapidly fading and dissipating.

Heh... but it's not a complete loss.

To have such a despicable, utterly corrupt wretch drag me down with him...

The idea, at least, could be considered to have been understood.

It even managed a twisted, gleeful smile.

Before completely dissipating, it prepared to use its last strength to unleash the most vicious curses and mockery upon that skeleton.

however--

"Whoosh!"

A figure, clearly distinguished by black and white and moving with ghostly speed, had already scrambled and crawled towards it.

It was Ji Zhengdao.

He didn't give the shadowy figure any chance to speak at all. His face was filled with urgent anxiety. He raised his hand and slapped the shadowy figure hard on the spot where it could barely be identified as a face!

"Damn it! Shut your mouth! You're about to die and you're still putting on such a show!"

The slap was so powerful that it almost shattered the face that the shadowy figure had painstakingly formed.

Immediately afterward, under the astonished gaze of the shadowy figure, Ji Zhengdao suddenly opened his mouth—

It's not a normal opening.

Instead, he grabbed the corners of his mouth with both hands and then tore them apart violently!

"Sizzle—!"

A chilling tearing sound.

His mouth was ripped open with an exaggerated, bloody gash that nearly stretched to his earlobes, making his entire face look bizarre and terrifying.

Then, he bent down and swallowed the poison in one gulp at the nailed, still dazed dark figure on the ground!

It's not biting, it's not nibbling.

It was truly swallowed whole!

"Gulp!"

Before the shadowy figure could even let out another scream, it was swallowed whole by the exaggerated gash and disappeared.

Ji Zhengdao remained frozen in place, still bent over.

The torn corner of his mouth slowly writhed and closed, returning to its original state, though his face still bore the redness of the exertion.

His eyes were wide open, and he made strange gurgling sounds in his throat. His neck stretched and contracted as if he was trying to swallow something too big and struggling wildly.

A few breaths later.

"belch--!"

A loud burp, a mixture of satisfaction and pain, burst from his throat.

Ji Zhengdao suddenly sat up straight, clutching his swollen belly, his face turning red and white in turns.

But he couldn't care less about the discomfort he was experiencing, or even notice the strange patterns that were beginning to appear on his body, resonating with the gray and white landscape.

He abruptly turned his head, staring intently in Ji Zuodao's direction, his voice distorted by the difficulty of swallowing and extreme anxiety:

"Big brother... hang in there!"

"I...I'll swallow it right now! I'll digest it right now! I'll go change the rules right now!"

"You fucking...you absolutely...you absolutely have to hold on for me!!!"

He roared, no longer caring about anything else, and sat down cross-legged. His aura fluctuated violently as he began to frantically refine the strange mass in his abdomen that was struggling and trying to backfire.

Race against the clock.

Because on the other side, within the charred skeleton, the last glimmer of crimson light was faintly, yet irrevocably, flickering away…

It gradually faded away.

In the abdomen.

The bizarre mass that had been swallowed whole was now thrashing about, struggling frantically.

At this moment, it was like a spoiled child who had his candy stolen and then got a beating, harboring a grudge and going berserk:

"Relinquish power? Dream on!"

"If I can't have it, nobody else can have it!"

"I'm going to drag this body, this land, and that despicable, festering skeleton outside down with me, and we'll all be finished! We'll all go down together, so the road to the underworld won't be lonely!"

It even began to actively attack, attempting to provoke a backlash and cause mutual destruction!

"hiss--!"

Ji Zhengdao's face turned pale, he clutched his stomach, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

This thing, even at this stage, is still so potent? Is it like a firecracker?

Forcing it won't work; this strange situation clearly shows that they'd rather die than bend.

We need to try a different approach.

Ji Zhengdao's eyes darted around, and a plan came to mind.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the churning discomfort in his stomach and the dizziness caused by the shock to his mind.

The next moment, the pain and anxiety on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an expression of sincerity bordering on holiness, filled with boundless sympathy and understanding.

Bewitching people, especially those who are stubborn, resentful, and full of grievances, is his specialty as a demon of the heart, his bread and butter!

Over the years, while sitting in Ji Zuodao's spiritual platform, besides making up stories for his own amusement, he has spent a lot of time honing this skill, and has long since mastered it!

"Dude, buddy! Calm down! Please calm down!"

Ji Zhengdao's voice rang out directly in the strange and chaotic mind, gentle, sincere, and with a sense of understanding that "I understand you".

Why are you doing this to yourself?

"Yes, my brother, and we, ruined your plans and stood in your way. I completely understand your hatred, your resentment, and your desire to drag others down with you! I would have done the same!"

First, empathize with the other person, put yourself in their shoes, and lower your guard.

"But brother, think about it carefully, what good will it do you to just tough it out like this?"

"You definitely can't keep the power; you know that better than I do. In the end, all that will happen is that your spirit will be extinguished, your consciousness will dissipate, and not a single hair will remain."

It presents the harsh reality and emphasizes the losses.

"But if you cooperate now and hand over your power, I, Ji Zhengdao, swear to heaven that once I take control of this territory, the first thing I will do is find a way to bring you back to life!"

Draw a big picture, offer hope, and make it the kind of hope for resurrection that the other party finds hardest to refuse.

"Then, this territory will be managed by the two of us... no, by the three of us! You'll be the second-in-command! We'll live the high life, lording it over everyone... It's better than losing it all now, right?"

To paint a bright future and to make a commitment to status.

The strange struggle within her abdomen seemed to have weakened slightly.

Amidst its confused thoughts, a wave of doubt arose: "You...you're serious? You're not lying to me?"

It's possible! It's done!