Eight Extremes Suppressing Prison

Wooooo— woo— woo—

The eerie flute music tore through the dead silence of the factory, like countless vengeful spirits scratching at eardrums.

Chen Tao and the others' faces were ashen. Grade A!

The bloody, malevolent aura emanating from the thick shadow churning in the sewage pipe opening made it hard to breathe.

"Grade A… Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet!" Captain Zhang's voice was hoarse, the veins on his gun-wielding hand bulging. This was a monster capable of slaughtering a city!

Fang Gang, however, smiled.

He didn't even glance at the shadow that was coalescing into a terrifying presence. His icy gaze locked onto the blurred figure in a cloak atop the tallest chimney – the source of the flute music.

On his arm, the deep black Grudge Pupil imprint writhed madly. The slit of the dark gold vertical pupil at its end seemed to widen a fraction, greedily absorbing the pervasive fear and bloodlust.

"Buy one, get one free?" Fang Gang grinned, revealing his stark white teeth. The suppressed power within him churned like a volcano. "This trip was really worth it!"

He ignored the verge-of-collapse Chen Tao and the others, ignored the Grade A monster about to crawl out of the shadows, and instantly sank his mind into the system!

[Host: Fang Gang]
[Realm: Bone Tempering Realm (Late Stage)]
[Strength: 4250 (Mighty Ox Supporting Heaven)]
[Physique: 790 (Indestructible Golden Body)]
[Agility: 409 (Chasing Stars and Pulling Moons)]
[Skills:]
True Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill (Grand Completion 1000/1000)
True Vajra Indestructible Body (Grand Completion 1000/1000)
[Available Evolution Points: 1315!]

"Add points!" Fang Gang's will was like iron. "True Vajra Indestructible Body, give it to me… Perfection!"

Boom—!!!

1315 evolution points were instantly consumed!

Deep within his body, it was as if billions of tiny suns exploded simultaneously! His qi and blood, already as thick as mercury, instantly boiled, surged, and transformed qualitatively!

Faint golden protective qi, like tangible liquid gold, erupted from every pore of his body!

In an instant, he turned into a walking, blazing golden furnace!

Hum—!

The air warped from the terrifying high temperature, groaning under the unbearable strain!

The dark green corpse blood and scattered flesh and bone fragments on the ground near his feet sizzled and instantly vaporized upon contact within three feet of his body!

The thick, nauseating stench of corpse poison and miasma was dispersed like melting ice and snow by this supremely yang and supremely rigid aura!

"Heh… Roar!!!"

At the sewage pipe opening, the coalescing bloody shadow finally took shape!

A humanoid monster, nearly four meters tall, violently broke through the shadow and stepped onto the ground!

Its body was covered in a dark red, thick armor that seemed to have solidified from dried blood plasma. Viscous, scarlet malevolent energy flowed from the gaps in the armor.

It had no head. Instead, its neck supported a rusty, enormous bronze war halberd, entwined with countless phantoms of suffering souls!

Where its eye sockets should have been, two frantically beating balls of bloody fire locked onto the only light source in the field – Fang Gang!

A Grade A Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet! A killing weapon born from battlefield malevolence mixed with the resentment of a thousand years of blood!

With a single step, the ground cracked!

The bronze war halberd, entwined with vengeful souls, was raised high in its hand. Blood-red light surged, carrying a soul-piercing shriek and a dense, tangible domain of blood, and slashed down towards Fang Gang!

Wherever the war halberd passed, the space itself was stained with a layer of despairing dark red!

"Careful!" Chen Tao screamed, his guts churning. The power of this strike was more than ten times stronger than the previous Green Zombie leader!

On top of the chimney, the flute music suddenly rose in pitch, shrill and piercing, carrying malicious control and urgency!

Facing this world-shattering blow, Fang Gang finally moved!

He slowly raised his head. In his faint golden pupils, there was no fear, only pure battle intent burning to its extreme!

"Vajra Indestructible… Perfection!"

A low roar rumbled from the depths of his throat, like the declaration of an ancient deity!

Hum—!!!

The liquid golden flames engulfing his body suddenly retracted inward, then exploded outwards with a roar! Blinding golden light shot towards the sky, instantly dispelling the oppressive dark clouds hanging over the factory!

Within the golden light, Fang Gang's figure seemed to grow taller. His skin displayed a flawless, eternally incorruptible dark golden hue!

His muscle lines were perfect, as if carved by a divine craftsman, containing terrifying power that could shake mountains and rivers! A heavy, solid, and indestructible majestic will permeated the air!

Rumble!!!

The Grudge Soul War Scythe, carrying overwhelming bloody miasma, struck fiercely upon Fang Gang's... raised left arm blocking it!

CLANG—!!!!!!!!!

The deafening clang of metal on metal shook the entire chemical plant! A violent shockwave expanded in a ring, flinging the already scattered wreckage of abandoned equipment further!

Chen Tao and the others were violently thrown to the ground by the blast wave. Dazed and ringing in their ears, they looked in utter horror—

Beneath Fang Gang's feet, the ground had cracked and sunken several meters like a spiderweb! But he... hadn't moved an inch!

The Grudge Soul War Scythe, capable of cleaving mountains, was held in mid-air by an arm covered in dark golden luster!

The phantom souls wrapped around the war scythe screamed and tore at it crazily, the dense bloody miasma coiling and corroding like venomous snakes!

However, that dark golden arm was like an ancient, unmoving boulder, not even a scratch left behind!

The grudge souls that collided were like moths to a flame, sizzling and instantly vaporized by the golden light!

The corrosive bloody miasma was like a mud cow entering the sea, completely swallowed and purified by the immortal dark golden luster!

"Roar?!" The headless Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet seemed to have "frozen" too. The bloody flames at its neck twitched violently, filled with disbelief.

The flute music from atop the chimney also faltered for an extremely brief moment!

"Your weapon..."

Fang Gang's icy voice rang clearly amidst the violent energy clash. He slowly clenched his right fist, his dark golden skin rippling with muscles like coiled dragons. A terrifying fist intent, capable of suppressing the eight desolate directions and burning through hell, was condensing, "...is too blunt!"

"Eight Extremes! Suppressing Prison! Force!"

ROAR—!!!

It was as if eight monstrous beasts from the abyss of hell were roaring within Fang Gang simultaneously!

The Great Accomplishment Dragon-Elephant Strength perfectly fused with the perfected Vajra Indestructible Body's immortal golden form!

His right fist was instantly compressed, enveloped by crimson blood qi and energy that burned like the core of lava. It spun and roared, vaguely condensing into the phantom image of a monstrous beast roaring at the sky, its feet trampling the hellfire!

Where his fist pointed, the air warped and blurred, scorched by extreme heat and power!

No fancy moves, no dodging! Just the simplest, most ferocious, most pure punch!

Meeting the Grudge Soul War Scythe head-on, it slammed into the chest of the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet, which was covered in blood armor!

BOOM—!!!!

The moment the fist met the blood armor, time seemed to stand still for an instant!

CRACK—!!!

An explosion hundreds of times more terrifying than the bone-cracking sound of the Green Zombie erupted! The thick blood armor of the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet, capable of withstanding missiles, shattered like brittle glass struck by a red-hot hammer, instantly covered in a spiderweb of cracks!

A terrifying shockwave penetrated the armor and slammed fiercely into the thousand-year blood miasma core condensed within the puppet's body!

HISS—!!!!

The compressed solar blaze blood qi, like billions of red-hot steel needles, madly pierced through the cracks!

Crimson flames erupted from every seam and every opening of the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet!

The phantom souls entangled on the war scythe and armor turned to ash in the supreme yang golden flames before they could even scream!

"Aow—!!!"

The Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet let out an unprecedented, piercing shriek, a mixture of pain and its very origin being ignited! Its massive body, shaken for the first time, staggered backward uncontrollably!

Fierce light flashed in Fang Gang's eyes! He took a step forward, the ground exploding! An extreme burst of agility! He was like a persistent shadow, instantly catching up to the staggering puppet!

His left hand shot out like lightning, like the hardest dragon claw, grabbing the bronze war scythe entwined with phantom souls!

"Hand it over!"

CRUNCH—!!!

A bone-chilling sound of metal snapping! The abnormally sturdy bronze war scythe, exuding an ominous aura, was actually—ripped from the puppet's neck!

Thick, oil-like dark red blood sprayed wildly from the broken end!

The puppet's shriek turned into a desperate wail!

Fang Gang, without even looking at the still trembling war scythe in his hand, with its phantom souls dissipated, casually flung it behind him! The war scythe turned into a dark streak of light, deeply embedding itself into the ground dozens of meters away!

His free right hand, fingers spread wide, carrying the terrifying heat of melting gold and stone and the power to crush everything, plunged fiercely towards the headless "neck" of the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet, which now only had a broken end where the war scythe had been!

"Die!"

SWISH—!!!

The five fingers, covered in dark golden luster, plunged deeply into the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet's broken neck without obstruction, like a red-hot brand searing butter! The crimson solar blood qi poured in like a volcanic eruption!

BOOM—!!!

The massive body of the Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet stiffened abruptly! A muffled, thunderous explosion sounded from within!

Bright golden-red flames spewed wildly from the gaps in the dark red armor! It was like a giant torch that had been lit, twisting and struggling frantically, letting out its final desperate roar!

In just a few short breaths!

The four-meter-tall Grade A ferocious beast, radiating immense malevolent energy, was reduced to a pile of intensely burning charcoal under the incineration of the supreme yang golden flames, collapsing with a roar! Thick black smoke mixed with the thoroughly purified, no longer sinister burnt smell billowed skyward!

[Ding! Killed 'Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet (Grade A)'! Gained Evolution Points +500!]

[Ding! Absorbed pure Blood Fiend energy, converted into Evolution Points +50! Current Evolution Points: 0 + 550 = 550!]

Atop the smokestack, the sharp, ear-piercing flute music abruptly ceased!

The robed figure seemed to sway, and an icy, venomous intent, laced with disbelief, instantly swept across the entire area, fixating intently on Fang Gang!

Fang Gang abruptly looked up, his dark golden pupils piercing through the dust and distance, precisely targeting the top of the smokestack!

The deep black Grudge Pupil brand on his arm writhed violently upon sensing this intent!

The dark golden vertical pupil at its end was almost fully opening.

"A hiding, scurrying bug!" Fang Gang's voice was icy, carrying blatant killing intent. "Come down!"

He slammed his right foot onto the ground!

BOOM!

The scorched earth beneath him cracked open into a deep pit once more! He shot up into the sky like a cannonball, heading straight for the hundred-meter-tall smokestack! His dark golden body streaked a dazzling line of light under the sun!

However, just as he was about to reach the top—

The robed figure, like a phantom, instantly transformed into a tumbling mass of black mist that merged into the shadows, silently vanishing into the air, leaving behind only a faint, nauseatingly cold aura.

Fang Gang landed heavily on the platform atop the smokestack, the platform cracking like a spiderweb under his feet. He scanned his surroundings; there was only cold steel and the whistling wind.

It had escaped.

That cold, venomous intent had completely disappeared.

Fang Gang frowned slightly and looked down at his own left arm.

The deep black Grudge Pupil brand, having lost its target, slowly subsided its writhing, but the dark golden vertical pupil at its end did not fully close, leaving a gap slightly clearer than before.

A faint, cold greed, seemingly from a higher dimension, was transmitted through that gap, almost imperceptible.

He clenched his fist forcefully, and beneath his dark golden skin, power lay dormant like a slumbering volcano.

"Nightmare Holy Cult?" Fang Gang's eyes flashed with cold light as he committed the aura to memory.

Below, Chen Tao and the others sat slumped on the ground, gazing up at the dark golden figure atop the smokestack, bathed in sunlight, like looking up at a deity.

One person, with a single punch, had crushed the Green Zombie legion, the Grade B Green Zombies, and the Grade A Blood Fiend Corpse Puppet with overwhelming force! This was beyond being called "Headstrong"!

"A... a humanoid weapon... no..." Fatty Chen muttered, his eyes fervent. "This is f***ing... a manifestation of a righteous king in the mortal realm!"

Fang Gang slowly leaped down from the smokestack, landing without a sound.

He walked over to the bronze war halberd stuck in the ground and casually pulled it out.

The halberd felt cold and heavy in his hand. The malevolent spirit aura on it had been completely purified by his Yang Qi and blood from moments ago, leaving only a pure, ancient, battle-hardened malevolent aura.

"A trophy." He weighed it, finding it quite handy. Inside him, 550 Evolution Points lay peacefully, enough to push the "True Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill" towards completion! Or perhaps... try a new skill? That pirated "Nine Yang Divine Skill" delivery should be arriving soon.

His gaze swept over the messy chemical plant, where much of the yin energy had been purified, finally settling on the faint writhing brand on his left arm.

"The feeling of my scalp hardening..." Fang Gang touched his smooth, cold scalp, which reflected a metallic sheen, and felt the ultimate sturdiness emanating from every inch of his skin after achieving Vajra completion. A thought flashed through his mind, "Should I try headbutting next time?"

He hoisted the bronze war halberd and walked towards Chen Tao and the others, who were still in a state of stunned silence, his voice returning to its usual calm:

"Pack it up."

"Remember, my medal."

Sunlight fell upon his dark golden bald head and the bronze war halberd on his shoulder, casting a long silhouette filled with violent aesthetics.

The trace of cold aura remaining atop the smokestack seemed to foretell that this was merely the beginning.

That slightly open dark golden vertical pupil lay dormant and silent beneath Fang Gang's skin.