First Order, Life-and-Death Guixu!
Before she could finish speaking, her frail body collapsed limply.
Chen Fan reached out and put his arm around Chen Xi's shoulder, pulling her into his arms.
A pure and primal familial bond emanated from between the girl's brows, silently entering Chen Fan's Sea of Consciousness and gently nourishing the dormant Red Dust Dao Seed.
Chen Fan took off his relatively dry coarse linen robe, wrapped the exhausted girl tightly in it, and carried her to a sheltered spot behind the collapsed altar of the Ancient Temple, letting her lean against the dry, tattered straw mat.
After doing all this, Chen Fan turned around and stepped barefoot onto the muddy Bluestone Slabs.
External threats persist, and this body remains weak.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, his eyes closed.
The Martial God True Spirit rapidly circulated within his Sea of Consciousness, unleashing 167 million units of innate talent, and began to analyze the operating laws of this Apocalypse world.
"The air is not filled with pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but rather with mixed energy containing a high concentration of mutated radiation."
With each breath Chen Fan took, he could sense the violent, tearing, and distorted elements filling the world.
"The Esper in this world achieve their abilities through the natural loosening of what is known as the Genes Lock, allowing specific cells in their bodies to resonate with a single radiation factor, thereby borrowing energy to condense Wind Blades, Fireballs, or strengthen their bones."
"Inefficient and putting the cart before the horse."
Chen Fan offered his assessment.
Ordinary people need to wait for their Genes to mutate naturally, but Chen Fan, standing at the pinnacle of Martial Dao across countless realms, why should he wait for a gift of flawed Genes?
Since there is energy in the world, let's just seize it.
He placed his hands flat on his knees, and the mental cultivation method of the "Myriad Realms Red Dust Scripture" within his body suddenly reversed.
An invisible current suddenly arose in the once peaceful main hall of the dilapidated temple.
The torrential rain outside the temple was drawn by this invisible force, turning into slanting streams of water that crashed against the broken stone pillars.
Within a radius of 100 meters, the violent and Superpower floating in the air was under the absolute control of the divine Divine Thought, transforming into an invisible funnel-shaped vortex that frantically poured into Chen Fan's body through the pores of his body!
A stinging sensation.
A burning pain, like being scorched by fire, instantly spread throughout my limbs and bones.
This is unpurified Apocalypse Death Fiend Qi and radiation impurities. If an ordinary First Tier Esper dared to devour it so readily, the only outcome would be Genes Collapse, turning them into a pool of pus and blood.
However, in the very center of Chen Fan's Dantian, the dormant Dao Rhythm Black-and-White Millstone quietly emerged.
Spin!
Even if it's just a remnant of Dao Rhythm, it's still a supreme treasure of rules that transcends Dimensions.
Boom!
The violent impurities that surged into the body were mercilessly crushed by the Millstone.
The radiation toxins were stripped away, the aberrant factors were crushed into the most primitive particles, and finally, strands of crystal-clear, pure gold-colored Origin Source energy were extracted.
This Pure Yang Origin Source surged upwards along the spine, like molten iron irrigating a dried-up riverbed.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Thirteen muffled, thunderous explosions emanated from Chen Fan's body.
The previously blocked and withered Meridians were forcibly opened, and the bones throughout the body emitted a crisp sound like metal clashing.
The newly generated Qi and Blood surged wildly, causing large patches of dead skin to peel away, revealing the tough, taut, tanned skin underneath.
His physical strength was increasing at an astonishing rate.
100 jin, 500 jin, 1000 jin... 3000 jin!
The "Genes Lock barrier" that was originally solidified in this world was smashed by him with a single punch in an unreasonable way.
It's not just about physical enhancement.
At the Singularity where the surging Qi and Blood and qi converged with the purified energy, Chen Fan forcibly carved an endless energy circuit deep within his dantian using his Qi Sea Martial Dao.
Boom!
A clap of thunder ripped through the Ye Mu outside the window.
Inside the Ancient Temple, Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were clear and distinct, reflecting in their depths a chaotic interplay of birth and death.
First Tier transcendent, achieved.
Chen Fan raised his right hand and opened his palm.
There was no spitting of crimson flames, nor swirling Wind Blades.
A fist-sized vortex of air, alternating between black and white, floated quietly in his palm.
The left side of the cyclone is filled with a vibrant, life-giving suction, while the right side exudes a deathly stillness, as if everything is withering away.
This is a Superpower sequence never before recorded in this world— Life-and-Death Guixu.
Chen Fan clenched his five fingers, and the Taiji Vortex in his palm dissipated without a trace.
He stood up, his gaunt appearance completely gone, his posture upright, and his movements exuding a steady aura.
"Lower First Tier possesses a strength of four thousand jin. If he were to further enhance this with Hidden Force, a single punch would be enough to pierce through an ordinary Light Armored Vehicle."
Chen Fan muttered to himself.
In this Apocalypse First Tier enhanced individuals can only tear apart sheet metal with their bare hands and First Tier Elementalist only unleash a few weak flames, his combat strength has already reached a blind spot in the understanding of those of the same tier.
Right at this moment.
Ugh!
The heavy, high-pitched roar of engines tore through the rain curtain from the edge of the Wasteland.
The blinding white xenon headlights pierced through the collapsed doors and windows of the dilapidated temple, illuminating the dimly lit hall as if it were daytime.
Then came the second lamp, the third lamp...
Six heavy off-road vehicles, modified from welded thick steel plates and equipped with heavy machine guns on their roofs, lined up in a fan shape and brutally smashed the withered trees and weeds outside the temple, blocking the only exit down the mountain.
The car doors were kicked open one after another.
Dozens of burly men clad in leather armor and armed with automatic firearms jumped into the rain, their guns pointed uniformly at the dilapidated temple.
Where the headlights converged, the roof of an extended armored SUV was suddenly ripped off.
A bald, burly man stood up from inside the car.
He was over 2.2 meters tall, shirtless, with eerie bluish-black skin, and several white Bone Spikes growing backwards from his arms. His fierce and tyrannical aura caused the surrounding rain to churn outwards.
Iron Wolf Gang Vice Leader, Second Tier Esper – Bao Gu!
"Those two idiots, Scarface and Skinny Monkey, took so long to catch a little brat."
Bao Gu spoke in a gruff voice, drew a serrated heavy sword half the height of a man from his waist, and casually tossed it into the mud, stirring up a two-meter-high cloud of mud.
His large, copper-bell-shaped eyes were filled with cruelty as his gaze passed over the threshold of the dilapidated temple and landed on Chen Fan stood silently in the shadows.
"Hey, you little brat."
Bao Gu picked at his ear with his fingers, grinning to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth:
"Where are my men? Hand over your sister, and I might consider sparing you an arm so you can go back and beg for food."
A strong wind blew, ruffling the stray hairs on Chen Fan's forehead.
Facing the dark muzzle of a gun and the oppressive presence of a Second Tier Esper, the boy remained calm, simply bending down slowly to pick up the rusty Broken Saber at his feet.
He didn't even lift his eyelids; his voice rang out clearly amidst the roar of the engine:
"Have you brought enough coffins?"
Cold rain lashed down the dilapidated eaves of the run-down temple, splashing onto the bluestone steps.
These words fell into the vast expanse of rain, not loud, yet they pierced through the muffled roar of the engine.
On the roof of the off-road vehicle, the fingers of the Bao Gu suddenly stopped.
He looked down at the gaunt boy standing in the shadows of the temple gate, and stood there stunned for two full breaths.
Immediately afterwards.
"Ha ha!"
A rough and ferocious laugh erupted from Bao Gu's throat, making the metal roof of the car rattle loudly.