CHAPTER 731: CHAPTER 597: INNATE BOUNDLESSNESS!

Rain.

It didn’t stop.

Separated by a street.

Six people looked at each other.

"Little Wu... are they monsters?" Feixue asked fearfully.

Jiang Shanglan quickly signaled her with his eyes not to speak.

Wu Xiaode also made a gesture for silence.

Across from them, another Feixue also spoke, "Little Wu... are they monsters?"

Another Jiang Shanglan showed the same expression.

"Wu Xiaode" too made the exact same gesture for silence.

For a moment.

A strange fluctuation emitted from all six people simultaneously, creating a faint resonance in the Void.

Jiang Shanglan’s expression changed.

If the "Jiang Shanglan" across from him initially had only the same form and appearance as himself, now it was different.

After merely imitating him for a few minutes, she began to emit the faint force fluctuation unique to the Master of the Stars.

Indeed, at the moment the Primordial Tribulation arrived, enveloped by "love, dreams, and world peace," everyone’s moves were suppressed.

But the opposite side had really started to transform into the Master of the Stars!

This was too horrifying.

He had no idea how it was doing this, and—

Would it completely become him?

What about himself then?

Chills of indescribable coldness surged in Jiang Shanglan’s heart as he slightly sensed the changes in the power within his body.

The next moment.

He ignored the monster opposite him, crying out, "Little Wu, it’s stealing my power!"

"I noticed!" Wu Xiaode said.

His gaze fixed on the Void.

Rows of ice crystal letters had already appeared there:

"The opponent is seizing your power."

"The opponent has successfully seized your title ’Fisher’."

"You have lost this title."

"The opponent is seizing ownership of the Temple."

"Due to the Temple’s powerful ’Heavenly Punishment’ force, managed by two angels, the opponent’s seizure has failed."

"Please note, the opponent will increasingly qualify to replace you, to become you."

It was no good.

He couldn’t wait any longer!

"Strike."

Wu Xiaode commanded decisively.

He drew a gun, aiming at the other himself and fired immediately!

Due to the existence of "Rain Tribulation," Wu Xiaode could not charge over to fight; the three monsters opposite did not take cover behind the wall to avoid the rain but stood in place, desperately imitating Wu Xiaode and the others.

The other Wu Xiaode also drew a gun, flames bursting from its muzzle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of gunshots rang out.

Both Wu Xiaodes began to lose blood.

The bullets quickly emptied.

"Feixue, get into the bar and hide!" Wu Xiaode shouted.

Feixue instantly dashed into the bar without looking back.

The Feixue across the street did the same motion, entering their bar.

Two Wu Xiaodes and two Shen Xiujuns were left on the street.

Wu Xiaode slapped the Butterfly Soul knife at his waist.

The long knife soared into the sky, transforming into the Light and Dark Black Dragon, and flew toward the opposite side.

The opposite "Wu Xiaode" also slapped the knife at his waist.

That knife also flew up, turning into a gray dragon-shaped blade glow, mimicking the Light and Dark Black Dragon in midair, flying straight for a while before transforming into the exact same form, slashing towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode remained unafraid, drawing his sword to block in front of his chest—

But the next second, as if realizing something, he suddenly sheathed his sword again.

Two Light and Dark Black Dragons, simultaneously striking both sides!

"Stand behind me."

Wu Xiaode whispered.

Jiang Shanglan quickly retreated a few steps, hiding behind him.

Seeing this, the opposite side copied the action.

Thus, those who faced the blade strikes were just Wu Xiaode and the opposite "Wu Xiaode"!

The two were fiercely slashed by the blade glow, their health bars dropping continuously.

This was when the difference became apparent.

Wu Xiaode’s health bar quickly shrank, but it bounced back just as quickly, fluctuating several times — his blood seemingly unaffected.

In contrast, the "Wu Xiaode" hit continuously by the blade glow bursting from the Light and Dark Black Dragon saw his health bar drop steadily, unabated, until it was completely depleted.

—Empty health bars meant death!

This was the Holy level judgment of "love, dreams, and world peace"!

Even such a strange creature had no new tricks to think of under this judgment.

It stared at Wu Xiaode, its voice hoarse as it asked:

"Why are you unharmed?"

Wu Xiaode said, "Because my skin is bouncier than yours, pal."

Thud.

"Wu Xiaode" fell to the ground, motionless.

—Only Jiang Shanglan remained!

Seeing Wu Xiaode defeat his counterpart, her spirits instantly surged, and she exclaimed:

"You defend, I attack."

"Okay!" Wu Xiaode responded.

Jiang Shanglan’s eyes flashed with a faint trace of Golden Light as she softly chanted, "Nine Stars Assault."

Nine stars appeared in her hand, instantly striking the opposite "Jiang Shanglan."

"Jiang Shanglan" also released a "Nine Stars Assault," but Wu Xiaode swiftly parried with his sword, preventing any harm to even a hair on Jiang Shanglan.

Boom!!!

The attack was tremendously fierce, directly blasting the bodies of "Wu Xiaode" and "Jiang Shanglan" up into the sky.

The sky—

was raining.

Rain Tribulation.

In this tribulation, without any shelter—

A shrill scream of "Jiang Shanglan" rang out in the sky.

She and "Wu Xiaode" melted directly into the rainwater, not even leaving a single strand of hair behind.

"Well done, that’s resolved now."

Wu Xiaode said with satisfaction.

"There might not have been any," Jiang Shanglan pointed toward the bar across the street.

There, "Shen Feixue" stood emotionless inside the window, her body writhing and gradually splitting into two distinct forms.

One slowly transformed into the appearance of Wu Xiaode.

The other body continued to writhe and change, seemingly about to transform into Jiang Shanglan.

Taking advantage of this moment, "Shen Feixue" opened the window and, like a robot, slowly rotated her jaw to meet Wu Xiaode’s gaze.

"As a human, is this the extent of your capabilities?"

She spoke in a rigid and abstruse tone, her expression as if looking down on ants on the ground.

"Yes, that’s right, is there a problem?"

Wu Xiaode calmly responded.

—Rather than getting angry, it was better to probe what the other party really wanted.

Jiang Shanglan simply snorted and said quickly:

"You are the ones who lost—you were dragged into this Initial Tribulation by him, and just now, you were defeated on the spot, weren’t you?"

"Shen Feixue" did not even glance at Jiang Shanglan, still staring hollowly at Wu Xiaode.

She stated in a declarative tone:

"Some guard the Blood Sea, some disrupt from within us, that’s the reason we failed, but you—"

"You, if it weren’t for that Holy Level blood bar, I guess you would be dead by now."

"In fact, your life has already entered its countdown."

"—We’ve come to seek revenge on you."

The moment she finished speaking,

wu Xiaode felt something and suddenly looked up into the street.

Ssshhh...

Ssshhh...

In the increasingly torrential rain, figures began to appear one after another.

They appeared human, but as the distance closed, the mist was no longer enough to obscure their true forms.

—They were an array of bizarre "things."

They looked like humans, but they emanated Emergence Level Law powers from their bodies.

Each mysterious life form invoked a feeling of despair and fear in the hearts of onlookers.

If an ordinary person were standing here, they might have already, by instinct, begun to submit to them.

These mysterious lives carried small building-like objects to shield themselves from the rain, densely converging toward the town’s bar.

"This town is now completely besieged by us, within hundreds of kilometers all around, it is our camp of mysterious lives."

"Shen Feixue" continued in an emotionless tone:

"Despair, struggle."

"—Until we tire of toying with your soul, and you will be made into a specimen, displayed to all humans of this era."

Wu Xiaode’s eyes sharpened as he looked at those mysterious lives.

—The rain was getting heavier, so they moved slowly, fearful of being tainted by the punitive rain.

This meant—

He still had one last bit of time to arrange everything!

Bang.

Wu Xiaode, pulling Jiang Shanglan, immediately shut the door and returned inside the bar.

"Listen, I have a ’Holy Shovel’ that can be used to dig, you take Shen Feixue and go now," Wu Xiaode said as he pulled her along, quickly walking up to Shen Feixue.

"What about you?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"They are looking for me, not you—You cannot die, as long as you escape, or hide, I can fight without any worries," Wu Xiaode said.

As he spoke, he looked toward Shen Feixue.

"Feixue, you and Jiang Shanglan go to the backyard, I remember there’s a basement there, dig a tunnel with this shovel, and leave this place," Wu Xiaode hurriedly said.

In his hand appeared the "Holy Shovel."

"I... can’t leave," Shen Feixue said.

"The mysterious lives have surrounded this place, they want to kill me, you can live if you leave," Wu Xiaode said.

"If I leave, in this era of continuous calamity, can I really survive?" Shen Feixue asked.

Wu Xiaode was at a loss for words.

The mysterious lives sought revenge on him first, they wanted to use his corpse to proclaim that they were the true rulers of this era.

Shen Feixue was just an ordinary person, a pregnant woman.

Could she really escape?

Shen Feixue’s face showed a look of resignation, and she softly said:

"If I just walked away, Xiujun would never find me again."

Wu Xiaode was startled, then looked toward Jiang Shanglan.

"If you die, I’ll escape, now’s not the time for such defeatist talk,"

Jiang Shanglan said flatly.

Wu Xiaode could only sigh and put the Holy Shovel down on the ground.

"Feixue, do you feel anything off? Or feel like you’ve lost something?" he asked.

—In fact, what he was really worried about was Shen Feixue.

Jiang Shanglan, being the Master of the Stars, had various ways to cope even if her power was suppressed by the mysterious lives.

Shen Feixue was completely unable to prevent the others from imitating her.

Then.

Had she been replaced by one of them?

"Not at all, I feel fine—although I am pregnant," Shen Feixue said.

How could that be?

Even he had lost a title of "Fisherman."

"I’ve lost a few magical abilities, Little Wu must have also lost something, and yet you feel nothing at all?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"No, I don’t feel anything wrong," Shen Feixue said innocently.

Wu Xiaode and Jiang Shanglan exchanged glances.

"Is there something about her we do not know?" Jiang Shanglan asked quietly.

Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered something.

"Golden Dog, are you there?" he called out.

The Book of the Dead opened directly to a certain page.

A pure gold Teddy dog appeared before Wu Xiaode.

"I am here, I am a world-class AI belonging to you, not transferred or sealed,"

the Golden Teddy said.

"Check her for me," Wu Xiaode ordered.

The Golden Teddy looked at Shen Feixue for a few moments and said, "Although she is an ordinary person, she is also the Divine King’s progenitor."

"What does that mean?" Jiang Shanglan interjected.

"After all, she’s about to give birth to a Great Venerate, whose mother naturally carries Infinite Merit!" the Golden Dog explained.

"How much Merit does she have?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Didn’t I tell you, it’s infinite! Infinite, you see!" the Golden Dog said somewhat emotionally, "Even an astronomical number can’t replace the meaning of ’infinite’. Impressive, huh—"

"Speaking of which, master, you’re normally such a rascal, why aren’t you clinging to her coattails this time?"