Inner Destroyer

　Having said that, Qi Xing did understand a little bit - because the non-human body in front of him was the true form of the "Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis".

　The opponent's divine power, which was no longer concealed and was surging like a tide, was not something that a mortal magician or a person with special abilities could possess.

　That was a power accumulated over eight hundred years. Although its power and spirit were not as great as those of the gods, it was able to surpass humans and even demigods and mythical beasts.

　The immortal and ageless transcendent.

　The mimicry of God.

　"interesting."

　Qi Xing exhaled slowly without laughing.

　No password, no preparation.

　No one shouted start.

　But the next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

　A powerful punch, delivered without any warning and relying solely on speed and overwhelming willpower, had already crashed down towards the heads of the eight hundred bhikkhunis!

　The leader's attack was merciless, with immense strength and speed far beyond human capabilities! Although he didn't use "silver coins", the attack was completely unyielding in this state, showing Qi Xing's seriousness!

　In other words, how to survive this attack is a watershed. If it is an ordinary person, there is absolutely no way to resist, and the only outcome is to be killed in one blow.

　Therefore, if she is still alive after a while, then she is indeed on the same level as the immortals on earth—

　It may even be something a little bit higher in quality!

　At the critical moment, Qi Xing's thunder fist came down, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

　His punching power——was actually

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　Block!

　Before the thunder fist hit, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni smiled slightly, and her abdomen suddenly began to move violently.

　The next moment, clumps of flesh and blood burst out of her body one after another. Dozens of "her" with white hair and golden eyes emerged from their sacs like hatching eggs and pounced on Qi Xing's fist!

　"What the hell."

　The force of the fist hit it, but it was like a drop in the ocean. Although it turned some of the monsters into bloody mist, it failed to penetrate the layers of "flesh wall".

　This punch could have blasted through the cruise ship, but now it could only create a string of blood-red waves among her dense offspring, which dissipated silently and was no longer enough to harm the bodies of the eight hundred nuns.

　"Are you anxious, Master Leipu?"

　The eight hundred bhikkhunis laughed and said,

　"I'm looking forward to it—what will you take away from me with your next punch?"

　Qi Xing said nothing, but the lightning around him suddenly surged, and his murderous intent was not concealed at all.

　"——"Thunderfire Sword"."

　With a flash of lightning from his fingertips, the sword energy fell like thunder from the sky, from top to bottom, and hit eight hundred nuns with one sword!

　Thunder and fire intertwined, bursting out a blinding white flame. The sword mark was like a crack in the sky, cutting her upper body directly from chest to abdomen, almost splitting her in two!

　This time she had no chance to use her fetal spirit to block it.

　However, just as this horrific sword wound was torn open, before Qi Xing could continue to attack - the crack suddenly moved.

　thump.

　A faint but strange heartbeat sound came from her body, and then the wound slowly opened like a "birth canal".

　A bloody hand, along with the umbilical cord, stretched out from the wound.

　Then, the second, the third... groups of fetuses were born and crawled out from the split wound, each one of them was "her" with white hair and golden eyes.

　Some have their newborn skins exposed, while others are still connected by blood-red umbilical cords. Some have not yet opened their eyes, while others are already grinning.

　"Grass."

　Qi Xing really felt disgusted this time.

　"Grass? Me?"

　The Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis teased, her voice still holding a chilling tenderness.

　"Don't worry, Master Leipu, your sword has given me so many daughters."

　Those "they" who had just been born from her body seemed to instinctively hate Qi Xing in front of them. They screamed and rushed towards him in a completely inhuman manner!

　Blood and flesh turned into rain, the mother was laughing, and the children were crying.

　The entire deep inner world has become a crazy delivery room.

　102: I gave birth to myself

　Why do the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis, who are not "Silver Coin Messengers", possess such terrifying power?

　Her divine power was even infinite, as if she could regenerate quickly no matter how hard Qi Xing hit her!

　First of all, of course, it was because she did share a portion of the power of the "silver coins".

　The remaining reasons may have to be attributed to Sasana's haphazardly coded universe structure and the rules full of loopholes.

　Although the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis herself obviously would not think that this was a "mistake" - in her view, this was nothing more than the natural law of nature, the wisdom hidden by God, and the arrangement of fate.

　It all started on that day in 1181 AD.

　At that time, Yaobikuni was also known as "Sakon", a mortal girl.

　At that time, she was just a little girl from the Bayi tribe in Shanze Village.

　That year, there was famine throughout the country, and many people starved to death. They cried out day and night, and the people ate each other.

　Little Shazun was seven years old that year. He had not eaten a single grain of rice for ten days and was emaciated. His life was hanging by a thread.

　So when "Fallen Child" fell from the sky and the other villagers fled in panic, she staggered to her feet and staggered towards the strangely dressed "monster".

　——Because, if she doesn’t eat, it will be her turn to be eaten by others.

　Seeing Xiao Shazan walking towards him, "Duchenzi" smiled instead.

　He cut off his own flesh and fed it to her, but then asked her, "Today I cut my own flesh to give to you, but alas, there will be no one like me in the future. Now that the great catastrophe has come, where will the human world go?"

　"How will you deal with yourself from now on?"

　Of course, a seven-year-old peasant boy in the twelfth century could not have considered such a question.

　But Shahan is indeed very smart.

　After consuming the flesh of the "Fallen Child," she felt a sudden clarity of mind, as if her head had split open. It was as if some invisible shell had fallen away from her consciousness.

　In an instant, she felt as if the cloth covering her eyes was suddenly removed from the inside.

　She saw the truth behind Maya.

　She saw the threads she needed to pull to change the world—even if only a little.

　She had found a truth that was like Zen... Of course, it was not the absolute truth. Only Buddha knew the absolute truth.

　What will happen next? What will happen if there is famine?

　Where does the meat come from?

　Isn't that simple?

　"I'll have kids—and if I have more kids I'll have more meat!"

　She said happily.

　This is by no means the ravings of a madman.

　It is a rational conclusion that can only be reached by those who have seen the truth.

　Children are meat.

　Women are the source of meat.

　Pregnancy means giving birth.

　To fill your stomach, you need meat; to survive, you need meat; to have flesh and blood, you need a womb; to have a womb, you need a woman; if there are not enough women, then give birth to them.

　Life itself has such great power! Life itself can transcend death!

　So I can support myself, feed myself, and give birth to myself!

　So Shakya became one of the "Eight Hundred Bhikkhus".

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　Ni".

　Now, Yaobikuni can even rely on the "truth" she has realized to fight against the "strongest man on earth"!

　Returning to the present moment, Qi Xing unleashed another thunder fist, lightning flashing wildly and strong wind roaring. Wherever his fist pointed, it seemed as if it would tear the blood-red sky and sea apart!

　But the eight hundred bhikkhunis remained calm, for dozens of unborn fetuses with white hair and golden eyes had already wriggled out of their bodies.

　Their limbs hadn't fully grown yet; some only had half their bodies left, while others had their umbilical cords still attached. Their skin was waxy, their features blurred. Only those golden eyes, like replicas of their mothers, stared intently at Qi Xing! Like a young animal, they pounced in the direction of the Thunder Fist!

　Boom boom boom! The thunder fist smashed into the first "fetus". The incomplete body instantly swelled up, turning into a ball of flesh and blood bomb and immediately detonated!

　boom! ! !

　Blood splattered everywhere, the lightning was blocked, and the force was forcibly blocked. Immediately afterwards, the second and third bodies followed suit, self-destructing and crashing into Qi Xing's surroundings. The "chain explosion" composed of flesh and blood was like a blooming crimson lotus, dyeing the battlefield crimson.

　Every explosion shook Qi Xing's protective Qi and depleted his "Thunder and Fire Heavenly Clothes".

　"Master Leipu, you are indeed very powerful, and a person blessed by the White God."

　"But I am also one of the leaders who received guidance from the sages. My magic cannot be broken by brute force."

　The eight hundred bhikkhunis swam freely in the air like mermaids, their expressions calm.

　"Life itself is beyond death. I have realized the truth behind the world."

　“So, I will no longer be afraid of famine, war, and death, and I will never again fall into any fear.”

　"Because life itself does have such great power!"

　Flesh and blood squirmed, and she unexpectedly began to produce lines of bright red umbilical cords. These snake-like, rope-like blood cords twirled and danced in the air, weaving like spider silk and spreading like nerves, quickly forming a three-dimensional "web."

　The "net" woven from these umbilical cords is wrapping around from all directions, and is about to seal off Qi Xing's combat space!

　Qi Xing dodged slightly sideways, but found that his usual lightning-fast punch was no longer able to land as straight as usual. Every time he moved in the air, the crimson cords swayed slightly, as if predicting his next landing point.

　A delay of one step, a deviation of one inch, and you might run into the intricate web of obstacles.

　Although Qi Xing didn't know the specific name, this was actually the secret technique of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis.

　[Red Mandala Thousand Faces Spirit]

　And

　[Red Embryo Mandala Thousand Umbilical Spirit Rope]

　Of course there are many more besides these.

　She wasn't fighting on her own.

　She was "giving birth to battle."

　It's fucking scary.

　Qi Xing had been a chivalrous warrior for ten years. Coming from a cultivation background, he'd seen traditional evil villains like those who attempted to sacrifice ten thousand lives to refine the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Of course, Qi Xing killed those villains whenever he encountered them; most of them weren't very special.

　But Qi Xing had never encountered this evil method of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis, using herself as a seedbed to give birth to thousands of fetuses, which were used as material in daily life and as weapons in battle, and could even defeat the enemy. It was the first time he had ever encountered such a weird method. It was too weird!

　"madman."

　He couldn't help smacking his lips, as if he wanted to make a final judgment about the enemy in front of him.

　"That's a bad word."

　The eight hundred bhikkhunis smiled slightly.

　"Master Leipu, how could you say such a thing?"