National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

In the exclusive live broadcast room of China, billions of citizens who had just awakened their special abilities captured this shocking scene.

The screen was instantly filled with comments.

[The guy in the long robe's eyes changed color!]

[He just said that he can see the monster's internal organs below the third rib?]

[Carrying a dark red wooden box, is this person a doctor or something else?]

[He doesn't even have a weapon; is he planning to kill the monster by staring at it?]

Look at his expression; he's looking at those monsters like they're just piles of dead flesh.

The monsters in front have such high defense, what's the point of him finding their weaknesses? Can we even break through our defenses?

The elderly never do things they're not sure about.

[There's definitely something else going on. That look in his eyes is so cold; it sent chills down my spine.]

【..........】

On foreign public channels, Western netizens stared at Liu Bai's pale eyes and made all sorts of comments.

What is this sick man muttering to himself? He's absolutely terrified!

[Carrying a makeup case? Is this Chinese guy planning to touch up the monster's makeup before he dies?!]

His eyes had turned completely white; this was evil Eastern witchcraft!

[Even S-level defense couldn't cut through high-frequency wind blades; he, a sickly man, was just standing there waiting to die.]

[His appearance makes him look frail; he won't last two seconds.]

[Korean historical records indicate that the mahogany box was a royal physician's box from the Joseon Dynasty. It definitely possesses Korean blood!]

[They're doomed. They'll all be torn to pieces by the monster. Even God can't save them.]

【............】

Three hundred meters away.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

The red tide of beasts approached the city wall's warning line.

Liu Bai did not reach out to open the dark red wooden box on the ground.

He turned his head, his pale eyes looking at the right side of the black wooden coffin.

Su Qingyi was standing there.

Their eyes met.

There were no shouts or unnecessary tactical exchanges.

Liu Bai raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and quickly pointed out three position nodes in mid-air.

Below the ribs, behind the neck, and at the base of the jaw.

Su Qingyi lowered her eyes and turned her left wrist inward.

The taut black thread emitted a sharp buzzing sound in the night wind.

The 20,000 giant corpse puppets that had been standing still in front of the city gate all moved.

A black line pulls, and yin energy rises.

The first few hundred Abyss Bone-Eating Demons charged wildly into the Corpse Puppet camp.

They opened their mouths wide and bit into the chest of the corpse puppet, preparing to tear the rotting flesh and bones apart with brute force.

Su Qingyi's ten fingers moved rhythmically.

A corpse puppet stitched with bone dragon blades advanced instead of retreating.

It sidestepped the Bone-Eater's frontal charge and pressed its arm down.

The pale bone blade precisely sliced ​​into the area below the third rib of the Bone-Eating Demon.

Two inches to the left.

The bone blade pierced into the unprotected soft flesh along the bone seam.

puff.

Black blood spurted out.

The bone blade pierced the heart of the Bone-Eating Demon.

The immense inertia propelled the Bone-Eating Demon forward three steps before its limbs gave way and it collapsed heavily to the ground.

His heart was crushed, and he died on the spot.

Not just ordinary monsters.

Those elite monsters, who made up 50% of the total, also faced a one-sided massacre.

An elite Bone-Eating Demon swung its giant claws at the corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet twisted its waist to dodge the attack.

Get close to the elite monster's abdomen and use the crocodile's tail spike to stab into the cartilage junction at the bottom of its jaw.

The tail spike pierced the cartilage and penetrated the cerebral cortex.

The elite monster didn't even make a sound before its massive body crashed into the yellow sand.

Thirty thousand monsters, twenty thousand corpse puppets.

What should have been a war of attrition with heavy casualties was originally intended to be a conflict.

At this moment, it has become a precise and cold surgical dissection.

Liu Bai stood at the foot of the city wall.

His gaze swept across the entire battlefield.

His lips moved incessantly, revealing the coordinates of one vital point after another.

"Three inches from the left hind leg, tendon severed."

"Right ear canal, penetrating the brainstem."

"The third vertebra of the coccyx, smash the central nervous system."

Su Qingyi's ten fingers turned into afterimages.

Controlling 20,000 corpse puppets, they carried out targeted demolitions according to the coordinates provided by Liu Bai.

There were no wasted swings or energy-draining struggles.

With each strike, the bone blade inevitably finds a blind spot, and the sharp claws inevitably shatter internal organs.

The superhumans that Western countries are so proud of need to unleash all their firepower to leave a white mark on their dark red armor.

With the combined efforts of Liu Bai and Su Qingyi, it became a flawed and haphazard setup.

ten minutes.

More than 20,000 Abyssal Bone Devourers, along with half of the elite monsters, had their central nervous system severed, their hearts pierced, and their brains shattered.

They lay dead in pools of blood.

The severed limbs and broken body parts were piled up like mountains.

On the entire battlefield, only those three eight-meter-tall S-class mutants remained.

They trampled over the corpses of their own kind, letting out frenzied roars.

The bluish-black horny armor was even thicker, covering every corner of the body.

The three S-class mutants leaped simultaneously, covering a distance of fifty meters, and crashed directly into the black wooden coffin in the center of the city gate.

In mid-air, its enormous body blocked out all the light.

The heavy wind pressure made the campfire shake wildly.

Liu Bai tilted his head slightly.

Pale eyes locked onto the enormous body in mid-air.

His gaze pierced through the keratinous armor, revealing the contraction of the mutant's neck muscles and the connecting seams of the vertebrae.

"The seventh cervical vertebra, half an inch below, is a blind spot in the armor."

Liu Bai's voice was flat.

Su Qingyi stopped pulling with her left hand.

He hooked a thick, heavy black line wrapped around his fingertip with his right index finger.

Pull it upwards sharply.

The sand dunes were blown apart.

Three special corpse puppets, made by stitching together the skeleton of an A-grade berserk giant ape with the hardest carapace of a venomous crocodile, emerged from the ground.

Straight into the sky.

The mutant swung its fists in mid-air and smashed them at the oncoming corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet neither dodged nor evaded, but stood firm and took the blow.

boom!

The crocodile's carapace shattered on the spot, and a large area of ​​the corpse puppet's sternum collapsed.

He traded serious injury for a chance to get close.

Using the recoil from the punch, the three special corpse puppets flipped over and tightly grabbed the mutant's neck with both hands.

The pale, sharp finger bones were brought together to form a knife, aimed at the tiny gap half an inch below the seventh cervical vertebra of the mutant.

He forcefully inserted it.

The finger bone severed the mutant's central nervous system trunk.

Three eight-meter-tall S-class mutants moved stiffly.

The eyes lost focus.

The enormous body plummeted straight down from mid-air and crashed into the yellow sand.

A cloud of dust rose into the air.

Three deep craters were smashed into the ground.

The mutant twitched twice and then stopped moving.

Thirty thousand monsters, including three S-class mutants.

completely annihilated.

In front of the warning line of the Huaxia city wall, dark red corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

Global public channels fell into complete silence.

Western netizens stared wide-eyed at the sight of the monster corpses scattered on the ground, unable to utter a single word.

Their nation exhausted its resources, and the monster that couldn't even be killed was completely dismantled here.

The Chinese defense line remained completely unscathed.

The pale white in Liu Bai's eyes faded, returning to a deep, dark black.

He bent down and reached out to pat off a few grains of sand that clung to the surface of the dark red wooden box.

On the copper lock of the box, there is an ancient seal script character "仵".

He exuded a faint medicinal scent, a mixture of atractylodes and soapberry.

In ancient Chinese tradition, this is a unique formula for dispelling the stench of corpses and maintaining mental clarity.

He could not only see through the cause of death, but also see through the blind spots of life.

Liu Bai picked up the box and turned to walk towards the corner of the city wall.

"I can confirm it's alive."