PDLP Chapter 133 Taking the Draft to Kill Chapters
Chapter 133 Taking the Draft to Kill Chapters
Another section of the crack collapsed.
The white light shrank.
The wave of paper behind him had already reached his feet, like a whole sea of scrolls that had gone mad, rolling with torn pages and broken sentences, crashing down on Chen Fan's back.
The gray-robed sutra reader's voice had become hoarse.
"Get out of here! If you don't leave now, we'll seal off the whole place!"
Sun Wukong stood outside the Three Realms Passage, his golden cudgel already halfway inside the crack, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
"Chen Fan! Seize him!"
Chen Fan didn't move.
He glanced down at the complete draft in his hand, then at the interim report on his chest.
Taking this little bit of stuff out would be a great achievement.
But that's not enough.
As long as the author's agent cuts off the loop, even if he rushes to the edge of the rift, he may fall back to the other side of the Scripture Sea halfway.
The eye pressing down on the head has begun to close.
Chen Fan exhaled, then suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against his brow.
"system."
The system responded immediately.
[New permissions unlocked: Annotation simulation]
[The draft edge rules can be temporarily invoked to generate a pseudo-annotation.]
[WARNING: Extremely high risk]
Chen Fan grinned.
"High is the right height."
Upon hearing this, the author's proxy avatar's expression changed instantly, and he raised his hand to press down.
"Stop him! He's trying to change his route!"
Fragments of paper came rushing at us like a madman.
The Bull Demon King charged headlong into the hole, his horns sending the paper flying everywhere, all the while cursing incessantly.
"I'll hold your place for three breaths! If you're still not gone after three breaths, I'll collect your corpse!"
Tang Sanzang stood at the back, the scriptures in his hands now replaced with black leather booklets, which he flipped through rapidly.
With each page turned, a new crack in the ink line appeared, forcefully blocking the oncoming chain of annotations.
"This humble monk will hold you off for two breaths."
"You can figure out the rest yourself."
The white dragon horse was even more decisive, transforming directly into a dragon. Its body lay horizontally on the edge of the crack, firmly wedging itself against the closing edge, its scales rubbing together and sparks flying.
Chen Fan did not turn around.
He spread out the complete draft, and with his right hand, he drew a line along the edge of the paper.
There is no pen.
He used his system privileges as a pen.
A gray light was drawn from his fingertips, tracing along the edge of the page.
At the bottom of the first page, a new line of text slowly appears in the previously blank annotation column.
"The archives from the Ninth Experimental Field have been transferred out. The original media retains archiving permissions and is permitted to be returned via the original route."
As soon as the character took shape, the entire back of the Jinghai Lake trembled.
The gray-robed scholar was dumbfounded.
"Are you crazy?"
This is the author's annotation format!
"You, a survivor from an experimental field, dare to write this kind of thing?"
Chen Fan didn't even look up.
"If he can write, so can I."
"It's just a format, who's afraid of who?"
The giant eye high in the sky suddenly lowered, as if it had finally become truly anxious.
From all directions, the paper waves simultaneously squeezed towards the center.
The author's proxy voice wasn't cold for the first time; it carried a hint of anger.
"Chen Fan, you dared to forge the outer annotations, your crime is compounded."
After writing the last character, Chen Fan looked up and smiled at the sky.
"Don't scare me."
"I've practically dug up your ancestral graves, what's one more thing?"
The words fell.
The entire draft suddenly trembled.
The text lit up.
The crack, which was shrinking, abruptly stopped for a moment.
Immediately following, an extremely thin white line extended from Chen Fan's feet, piercing through the crack and reaching the outside of the Three Realms Pass.
It's as if someone took a knife and cut a new opening in the sealed spine of the book.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he grinned.
"It's done!"
The author's proxy also made its move at that moment.
A large hand reached down from above the crack, grabbing nothing but the original manuscript.
He is very clear.
If the original manuscript is lost, Chen Fan will only be able to escape with his life if he goes back.
Once the manuscript is brought back to the Three Realms, there will be big trouble.
"Give it to me!"
When that hand pressed down, the surroundings became completely dark.
The gray-robed sutra reader took three steps back, his face drained of color.
"Entity permissions..."
"He personally got involved!"
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched, and he turned around and ran towards the crack.
But that hand was faster.
My fingertips have already touched the edge of the draft.
next moment.
Outside the crack, a golden cudgel suddenly smashed in.
It's not a block.
It was a hard blow to the back of that hand.
boom!
The sound was so loud, it was like a heavenly drum exploding.
Outside the Three Realms Pass, Sun Wukong had half his body inside. His monkey fur was cut by the edge of the crack, but he didn't care. He gripped his staff with both hands, his eyes full of ferocity.
"Who the hell are you touching?"
Another blow.
The large hand was knocked off course on the spot.
Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Fan lunged forward along the white line.
The author's proxy body let out a cold shout and grabbed again with its five fingers.
Outside, the Bull Demon King roared and swung his iron cudgel to deliver the finishing blow.
"go back!"
With a sudden flick of its tail, the white dragon horse sent Chen Fan flying straight out of the rift.
Tang Sanzang stood at the back, closed the black booklet, and read a sentence softly.
"Cover page."
Suddenly, a ring of black characters appeared around the edge of the crack, like nails, pinning down the chain of annotations that had been following.
The moment Chen Fan flew out, he felt only the wind rushing past his ears, and the two pages of the manuscript on his chest felt burning hot.
The next second, he crashed heavily to the ground.
The familiar smell of mountains and rocks.
The familiar main hall of Huaguo Mountain.
came back.
The hall fell silent.
It immediately exploded.
"The strategist is back!"
"They're really back!"
"The original manuscript is in his hands!"
A group of demon kings, monkey generals, and rogue cultivators surrounded them, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
Chen Fan sat up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his first words were very short.
"Close the mountain gate."
"Open the main hall."
"Everyone who can breathe, come and listen."
As soon as the sound reached them, it was as if the entire Flower Fruit Mountain had been set ablaze.
The bells rang repeatedly.
People from all directions rushed towards the main hall from the mountains, the sea, and the branch villages.
Sun Wukong walked in carrying his golden cudgel, his sleeves were still torn, but his face was full of smiles.
"Okay."
"You actually brought the meat back for me."
Chen Fan patted his chest, took out the complete draft, and slapped it in the center of the main hall.
As soon as the paper fell to the ground, the entire hall fell silent.
Everyone knows this thing is valuable.
But no one expected it to be worth this much.
Chen Fan didn't keep them in suspense; he turned directly to the most crucial page, his voice very steady.
"Listen carefully, everyone."
"This is not a legend, nor is it speculation."
"This is the outer archive."
"Report on the Failure of the Ninth Experimental Field"
There was a moment of deathly silence.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the hall began to breathe heavily.
The True Immortal Ruyi was the first to resist.
"read!"
"Read it quickly!"
Chen Fan pointed to the first page and read it word by word.
"The Ninth Experimental Field".
"The goal is to construct a stable narrative loop and validate the faith convergence model."
"Module Components: Heavenly Court, Mount Ling, and the Correction Department."
Note: All three modules are experimental structures and not the original or orthodox ones.
As soon as those words were spoken, the entire hall seemed to have been struck hard with a club.
"What?"
"Is the Heavenly Court also a module?"
"Isn't Mount Ling a matter of destiny?"
"Is the Correctional Department just a tool?"
"Then what have we been all these years?"
A chorus of gasps erupted.
Many demon kings stood up.
Several old demons who had fought against the Heavenly Court for half their lives were trembling with fear.
They can accept that they can't win.
It is also acceptable for the three realms to have different levels of status.
But they never imagined that these high-up objects above their heads were actually just modules in the experimental field.
Chen Fan continued flipping through the pages.
The second page is even more ruthless.
"The main reasons for the failure of the Ninth Experimental Field were that the survivors spontaneously connected, the characters' awakening went out of control, and the main storyline deviated beyond the threshold."
"Suggested solution: Reset the main characters, reclaim the abnormal modules, and execute a wipe if necessary."
The hall erupted in chaos.
The Bull Demon King slammed his palm into the corner of the table, shattering it, and his eyes turned red.
"Wipe out?"
"What do they take the Three Realms for?"
"Destroy it just like that?"
Tang Sanzang stood to the side, his fingers pressing on the prayer beads, his voice very soft, yet clearly audible throughout the hall.
"It turns out that what this humble monk worshipped in the past was not Buddha."
"It's an experimental step."
This is even harsher than an insult.
Those who had still held a sliver of reverence for Mount Ling now had completely changed their expressions.
Chen Fan didn't stop.
He turned the third page and showed it to everyone.
There are outer markings and a conclusion line on it.
"The Ninth Experimental Field has lost complete control. It is recommended to reduce public access, maintain the sacred narrative, and prevent the collapse of the underlying understanding."
"Maintain the sacred narrative."
Chen Fan pronounced these words very slowly.
After finishing reading, he looked up and glanced at the entire room.
"Did you understand?"
"It's not that they're actually tall."
"They're the ones who need to put on airs."
"It's not that they really have the right to pressure us."
"They're afraid we'll find out the truth."
This sentence is like a spark falling into a pile of dry wood.
Suddenly, the entire hall burst into flames.
"Bullshit destiny!"
"I knew it! Why should they be in the top positions?!"
"Those bastards in the Revision Department, they're always trying to scare people with rules, but they're just empty shells themselves!"
"Those bald monks on Mount Ling dare to say that all living beings suffer; it seems they're using all living beings as a test!"
Inside the main hall of Huaguo Mountain, sounds came in waves.
Not just demons.
There are still people.
There were also former subordinates who originally favored the Heavenly Court and Buddhism.
The expressions on their faces were priceless.
At first, I didn't believe it.
Then I was completely bewildered.
Finally, I felt cold.
That coldness wasn't in my body, but in my heart.
Because they discovered that after kneeling for so many years, they might have only been kneeling to a pre-written box.
Seeing this, Chen Fan knew that the shot had hit.
This is the real trump card.
It wasn't about killing anyone.
It's about smashing half of the mountain in everyone's mind.
Just then, the sky above Flower Fruit Mountain suddenly trembled.
In the distance, the three atmospheric phenomena that had been stable suddenly trembled at the same time.
The imperial aura dimmed slightly in the direction of Lingxiao.
The Buddha's light also spread out in a circle towards Lingshan.
Further away, the usual gray-white sky of the Correction Division looked as if it had been cracked open.
The entire Three Realms reacted at this moment.
Someone rushed out of the main hall, looked up, and immediately fell silent.
"It really collapsed!"
"They couldn't hold their tongue anymore!"
"The news has already spread outside!"
Sun Wukong walked to the entrance of the palace, looked up at the sky, and grinned.
"That blow really hit right to the bone."
Chen Fan felt a surge of heat in his chest.
System notification sounds rang out one after another.
[Core cognitive collapse detected]
[The openness of the Ninth Experimental Field has been greatly increased]
The legitimacy of the old order is declining.
[Eukaryotic cells begin absorbing the complete draft]
next second.
A deep, muffled rumble came from the depths of Huaguo Mountain.
It was as if something had finally fully awakened.
The entire mountain was faintly glowing.
A thin crack appeared in the ground in the center of the main hall, and a strange white flame slowly rose up, not high, only reaching Chen Fan's waist.
But as soon as it appeared, everyone in the hall subconsciously took a half step back.
That was no ordinary fire.
That thing was like a sheet of paper that could breathe, or like a mass of words compressed to the extreme.
It circled the draft once and then swallowed it whole.
A new judgment popped up instantly in front of Chen Fan.
[Successful eukaryotic absorption]
[Judgment Update: Chen Fan]
[Status Promotion: Official Candidate for Continuation]
[Rewards Issued: Huaguo Mountain Opens Stable Waterway]
[Target Area: Abandoned Story Path]
The system notification ended.
With a loud boom, a long, dark river split open on the horizon behind Huaguo Mountain.
The river doesn't flow with water, but with fragmented plots, discarded manuscripts, and unfinished figures.
Everyone was stunned.
"What place is that?"
"A new map?"
"Abandoned storyline?"
Chen Fan stared at the underground river, his eyes shining.
He knew the road had been opened.
They won this volume.
They won big.
But the opening of this new sea route means that the outer layer is no longer prepared to rely solely on the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling to wear them down.
The bigger show is yet to come.
Just then.
The draft, which had already been swallowed by the eukaryotes once, suddenly started flipping through itself.
Wow.
Wow.
Wow.
The pages turn on their own.
Everyone held their breath.
Finally, it stopped at the very last page.
That page was originally blank.
At this moment, a new line of text is slowly appearing above.
It wasn't written by Chen Fan.
It wasn't generated by the system either.
That's a higher-level instruction.
The handwriting is cold and the strokes are hard.
"Please immediately reclaim the Ninth Experimental Field. If necessary, annihilate the field."
Detailed outline of chapters 281 to 320**
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Chapter 281 Once the Annihilation Order is Issued, Whose Head Will Be Cut Off First?
The words floated on the last page of the manuscript, cold as a knife.
"Please immediately reclaim the Ninth Experimental Field. If necessary, annihilate the field."
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Even Sun Wukong didn't speak first.
Pigsy peeked out and his face twitched.
"Recycling? What do they take this place for, a junkyard?"
Little White Dragon gritted his teeth, his hand already on the gun barrel.
Tang Sanzang didn't chant Buddhist mantras; he stared at the page, his voice deep and resonant.
"If necessary, the entire site can be cleared out. The meaning is clear: clear out the people first, then take over the land."
The Bull Demon King slammed his fist into the ground.
"Then let's fight them one by one, or kill them all if they come in droves!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the morally bankrupt system notification on Chen Fan's chest exploded.
[A higher-level recycling command has been detected]
[Detection indicates that the Ninth Experimental Field has entered its final countdown to extermination.]
[Remaining Time: Twelve Hours]
[Temporary Mission Issued: Seize Control of the Crowd Elimination]
[Task Reward: One copy of the system's underlying interface]
[Failure Penalty: Entire experimental field wiped out]
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
This isn't a bluff.
They're really going to take action.
Sun Wukong slung his golden cudgel across his shoulder and stared at the draft.
"Old Chen, what do we do?"
Chen Fan did not answer immediately.
He stared at the line of text, then suddenly raised his hand and flipped the manuscript back to the previous few pages.
All those failure records, those survivor lists, and the true core annotations are there.
His finger hovered over the words "Ninth Experimental Field" and tapped them lightly twice.
"They want to recycle it."
"That means there are still things they can't bear to throw away in this place."
The gray-robed sutra reader stood to the side, his face ashen.
"An order to annihilate an area cannot be issued by just anyone. It requires at least the authority of higher authorities. If it is to be carried out, the people in Heaven and Mount Ling will also receive orders to cooperate."
Pigsy cursed.
"Those bastards just got a beating, and they still want to come and offer themselves up?"
Chen Fan looked up.
"It's not them we're afraid of."
"What I'm afraid of is that they'll use the familiar framework we're used to to stall for time, while the ones who actually take action are the higher-ups."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room turned serious.
They've fought with the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sects so many times that they've become familiar with their tactics.
If the higher-ups directly intervene, the flavor will be different.
Chen Fan suddenly smiled.
"But it's alright."
"They've already handed the knife to the door; it wouldn't be right not to grab it."
Sun Wukong understood immediately, and his eyes lit up with fire.
"You want to seize the authority to wipe out the entire field?"
"right."
Chen Fan rolled up the manuscript and stuffed it directly into his sleeve.
"If they want to shut down, they'll definitely need to open a recycling channel first."
"Once the channel is opened, the permissions must be implemented."
"We won't just stand there and take the beating. We'll go and take that hand first."
The Bull Demon King slapped his thigh.
"That's more like it!"
The gray-robed sutra reader, however, was not so optimistic; he swallowed hard.
"You might not know this, but the outer layer recovery isn't a single door. It's three anchor points that drop simultaneously, locking down the entire experimental field. As long as one of them succeeds, the field annihilation procedure can start running."
Chen Fan looked at him.
"Do you know where the anchor point will land?"
The gray-robed sutra reader raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and spoke.
"I have a general idea."
"The first location is most likely at the old site of Wuzhishan. That was the earliest starting point of the Ninth Experimental Field."
"The second location is on the main axis of the journey to the West, which is the Lingshan West Road."
"The third place..."
As he said this, his Adam's apple bobbed.
"It should be below the Execution Platform in Heaven."
Several people on the field changed color at the same time.
Pigsy was the first to curse.
"Good heavens, they're trying to nail us to three nails."
Sun Wukong sneered.
"The Execution Platform? I, Old Sun, have disliked that place since the day before."
Chen Fan's mind was racing.
The old site of Wuzhishan, the main axis of Lingshan, and the Zhanxiantai (Execution Platform).
One origin, one main thread, one point of reckoning.
It does indeed resemble the methods used in a recycling program.
First, fix the story, then smooth out all the variables.
He took two steps forward and began issuing orders.
"Monkey, take the Bull Demon King to the old site of Five Finger Mountain."
"You know that place best. Anyone who dares to anchor will be smashed first."
Sun Wukong grinned, showing his teeth.
"middle."
"Old Pig, Little White Dragon, follow Tang Sanzang to the main route of the Western Expedition."
Zhu Ganglie was taken aback.
"Is Master going too?"
Tang Sanzang raised his hand to adjust his cassock, his voice not loud.
"They want to use the pilgrimage route to plant nails, and I, someone who has walked that route, am the most suitable person to dismantle them."
Chen Fan nodded.
"Yes. They used the old script to intimidate people, so they made Tang Sanzang tear it up."
"And what about you?"
The little white dragon stared at him.
Chen Fan looked up at the sky.
"I'm going to the Execution Platform."
The air froze.
The gray-robed scholar blurted out.
"Are you going alone?"
Chen Fan glanced at him.
"Who said I'm alone?"
He unfolded the draft and threw it into the air.
The draft unfolded with a whoosh, and the old words on the paper seemed to come alive and dart about.
The next instant, a thin gray line emerged from the paper and connected to his chest.
Temporary interface access successful
[Detection detected that permission to invoke invalidated cases can be used once]
Please select the projection object.
Chen Fan's lips twitched.
"System, retrieve the author's proxy residual template."
[Assembling in progress]
[WARNING: Template is incomplete and may get out of control]
"It should be incomplete."
The paper suddenly bulged up.
It felt like someone was pushing it out from the inside.
A moment later, a semi-transparent figure emerged from the draft.
His facial features were blurred, and his clothes were torn.
But that aura alone made the gray-robed sutra-observing monk's legs go weak.
"Author acting as a proxy for defective models?"
Chen Fan reached out and patted the figure on the shoulder, as if inspecting goods.
"That's enough."
Pigsy's eyes widened in astonishment.
"Old Chen, you can even pull this out?"
Chen Fan grinned.
"They've already used their low-level privileges to humiliate me, why should I talk to them about rules?"
Sun Wukong laughed loudly, his laughter shaking the roof beams.
"happy!"
Chen Fan looked at everyone and spoke quickly, word by word.
"Remember. It's not about guarding."
"It was robbery."
"Once the anchor point is established, seize control of the imprint."
"If you can dismantle it, then dismantle it; if you can't, then tie it to our hands."
"Starting today, the Ninth Experimental Field will no longer await their arrival."
"We'll take their people in return."
After he finished speaking, even the gray-robed sutra-observing monk's breathing became rough.
He initially thought it was a dead end.
Now that Chen Fan has dismantled it like this, the whole feeling has changed.
It's not about holding off an entire battle.
It is a way to use the annihilation order to dig up the upper-level interface.
The gamble was huge.
But once it's done, the Ninth Experiment Field will be more than just about surviving.
That really does make you want to flip the table.
Tang Sanzang suddenly asked a question.
"If people come from all three places, which one is the most dangerous?"
The grey-robed sutra-observing man opened his mouth, then whispered:
"Execution Platform".
"That place is the clearing point. If they really want to come and reclaim the envoys, the first batch will definitely be released from there."
Chen Fan nodded.
"That's perfect."
"I'll bite into the toughest one."
After saying that, he turned around immediately.
But as soon as he stepped out the door, a muffled clap of thunder sounded in the sky.
It's not Yun Lei.
It was like an iron seal heavily pressed onto the sky.
The entire Three Realms trembled.
The next moment, a beam of black light suddenly rose from the direction of the Wuzhishan site in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a white pillar lit up on the main axis of the west road.
The two anchor points were lowered almost simultaneously.
Pigsy's face changed.
"So fast?"
The gray-robed sutra reader's voice trembled.
"Not fast."
"They're already on their way."
Sun Wukong charged forward with his staff.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"
The Bull Demon King followed him out the door, and the ground was cracked from his trampling.
Tang Sanzang, accompanied by Zhu Bajie and the White Dragon, transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the western route.
Chen Fan didn't move.
He remained standing there, staring up at the sky.
Because the third place hasn't been completed yet.
But the more it declines, the more it shows that what comes from that side is even more ruthless.
The author's agent behind him suddenly raised his head, his blurry face slowly turning towards Nantian.
Then, it uttered a sound that didn't belong to it.
"A recycling executive has been detected approaching."
"Identity verification in progress."
"Verification result...abnormal".
Chen Fan's eyes darkened.
What does "abnormal" mean?
The mold paused for a moment, as if it were stuck.
A moment later, the sound rang out again.
"Executive ID number is missing."
"Permission level, higher than author agent."
"Target Name—"
As it said this, it suddenly shuddered, and a gash appeared on its chest, as if it had been torn open from the inside.
Chen Fan pressed down on the draft, forcibly stabilizing it.
"That's all!"
The mold raised its head, its voice distorted like sandpaper grinding iron.
Target Name: Chen Xuance
The few people who hadn't gone far all suddenly stopped.
Chen Fan tightened his grip.
It's that name again.
Last time, he only saw the first two words on the outer film.
This time, all the names have been revealed.
Moreover, the person who came to reclaim the Ninth Experimental Field was named Chen Xuance.
She shares his surname.
Not far away, the sky finally cracked open.
It's not just a crack.
It was as if the entire cloud layer parted to both sides, as if someone had forcibly pulled open a door from the outside.
What appeared first from behind the door was not a person.
It was a black broken platform.
Seven knives were nailed to the platform.
Under each knife, a piece of paper was hanging.
There was only one word on the paper.
"cut."
Chen Fan squinted and saw a tall, thin figure standing in the center of the broken platform.
The man was wearing an old blue robe with thin, worn cuffs, as if he had worn it for many years.
He was carrying an unlit lamp.
The face is still not clear.
But as soon as that person appeared, the system on Chen Fan's chest went crazy and started alarming.
【warning】
[Original carrier association signal detected]
[Same-source fluctuation detected in the main module]
Please move away immediately.
Please move away immediately.
The man in the green robe stood on the broken platform and glanced down at Chen Fan.
It was as if she had recognized him long ago.
Then, he raised his hand and gently shook the black lamp.
The next second, the draft in Chen Fan's sleeve flew out on its own.
With a whoosh, it stopped in mid-air.
On the last page, below the order to annihilate the field, a new line of text appeared.
The holder of the cancelled case has been located.
"Priority recycling, Chen Fan."
Chapter 321 The person who came down from the Execution Platform was surnamed Chen
"Priority recycling, Chen Fan."
The moment those words appeared, an explosion occurred over Huaguo Mountain.
It's not thunder.
It is the rules that are being invoked.
The black, broken platform hung in the sky, like an old bone forcibly broken off from the execution platform. Seven knives hung beside the platform, their blades dull, yet a single glance sent a chill down one's spine. The white paper beneath each knife trembled, the character "斩" (to slay) on it seemingly alive, ink trickling down its surface.
The man in the green robe finally took a step forward.
His face was revealed.
He was neither old nor young. His features were plain, like a scholar who wouldn't be given a second glance if he walked down the street. Yet, as he stood there, the demonic aura and remnants of Buddhist light all parted on their own.
Below Huaguo Mountain, all was deathly silent.
The Bull Demon King looked up and cursed, "What the hell do you think you are, daring to come to my Flower Fruit Mountain to capture someone!"
The voice just fell.
The black lamp in the man in the green robe tilted slightly.
The Bull Demon King's roar was cut in half.
It's as if someone cut off the second half of the sentence.
The Bull Demon King's expression changed drastically, and his demonic energy surged out of his chest three times, but he still couldn't find that half-sentence.
The demons surrounding the mountain were completely dumbfounded.
"Old Niu...that's it?"
"What the hell kind of trick is this?"
"He didn't draw his sword!"
Chen Fan stared at the sky, his heart sinking slightly.
This is no ordinary lackey of the Heavenly Court.
The system panel was flashing wildly.
[Warning: Increased fluctuations in the main module's source code]
[Warning: This target has high-level repossession authority]
[Warning: It is recommended that the host immediately disable their exposed identity]
The gray-robed sutra-observing man stood behind Chen Fan, his voice tightening for the first time.
"Don't treat him like an executive officer."
"This person is half a level higher than the executive officer."
"Even more than half a floor."
Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel down on the ground, and the stone on the mountaintop exploded.
"Even those on the upper half floor will die."
He took a step into the air, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky, his monkey hair standing on end, and golden flames leaping wildly in his fiery eyes.
"Hey, you surnamed Chen, sign in!"
The man in the green robe lowered his head and glanced at Sun Wukong.
"Chen Xuance".
"By order, recall the holder of the abandoned case."
He spoke too calmly, as if reciting an expired directory.
Sun Wukong grinned, his smile laced with ferocity.
"Recycle your ancestors!"
boom!
The golden cudgel arrived first.
This wasn't a test; it was a direct smash that broke the platform.
The staff's shadow stretched out in a golden line, instantly crashing into the black broken platform. Before the demons on the mountain could even cry out, a ring of black patterns suddenly appeared around the broken platform, like a layer of old paper.
Snapped.
Sun Wukong's staff struck like it hit cotton.
The scale was enormous; the broken platform didn't even shake.
Instead, a thin crack appeared out of nowhere at the tip of the golden cudgel.
Sun Wukong's eyes darkened.
This is the first time since he left the mountain that someone has taken the baton so easily.
Chen Xuance raised his hand and drew a line in the air with his index finger.
"retreat."
A single word was uttered.
It was as if half of the space beneath Sun Wukong's feet had been ripped away, causing him to slide backward seven steps before finally stopping when he stomped down half of the mountain.
All the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain were blown up.
"Monkey King retired?"
"That's impossible!"
"That's the Great Sage!"
The Bull Demon King's face turned black, and he picked up his iron cudgel, ready to charge.
Chen Fan reached out to stop him.
"Don't send it yet."
The Bull Demon King turned his head: "What are we waiting for? This bastard is already at our doorstep!"
"I know."
Chen Fan looked up, his gaze fixed on Chen Xuance.
"Precisely because we've reached the doorstep, we need to see how he plans to kill us first."
Chen Xuance seemed to have heard him and looked down at him.
"You're not as stupid as I thought."
Chen Fan was amused.
"You're not as human as I imagined."
"They came to reclaim me, acting like they were collecting debts."
"What, your name's already on the list, are you afraid I'll renege on my promise?"
Many of the monsters on Flower Fruit Mountain were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter the next second.
The atmosphere was clearly oppressive, but Chen Fan's two sentences brought that tension to the mountain.
Chen Xuance did not laugh.
He looked at Chen Fan, and for the first time, his eyes showed a flicker of emotion.
"The mouth does resemble it."
These three words were uttered.
The system panel suddenly shuddered.
[Semantic-level same-origin authentication detected]
[Warning: The other party is attempting to lock onto the host's underlying information]
Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly, but he still pushed downwards.
Whose mouth does it resemble?
"Like your dad?"
Chen Xuance was not angry, and only replied calmly.
"You can call me that."
This one sentence is more scathing than a hundred insults.
The mountaintop fell silent instantly.
The Bull Demon King's eyes widened.
Pigsy, who was about to swing his rake, stopped in his tracks.
Even Sun Wukong glanced at Chen Fan, as if to say that something was amiss.
Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly.
"Try not to take advantage of others."
"What's our relationship?"
Chen Xuance, carrying a black lantern, stood in the center of the broken platform and finally looked directly at Chen Fan.
"Your case is invalid."
"I am the one who should speak."
These six words felt like a knife piercing through.
Chen Fan's chest muscles suddenly contracted, as if a hand had grabbed him from inside. He even paused for a moment.
The gray-robed sutra reader immediately changed color.
"The rejected proposal, the adopted proposal..."
"I see."
"You are not simply an inheritor; you are a deleted branch."
"He is the one who survived."
Chen Fan did not turn around.
All he wanted to do right now was to smash that calm face.
"The correct proposal, right?"
"Then let me see just how valuable your authentic copy is."
As soon as he finished speaking...
Chen Fan flicked his hand, and a page of the manuscript in his sleeve instantly burst into flames.
"Author's proxy model, come out!"
boom!
A blurry figure emerged from the white flames.
It had no face, no features, and its body was covered in flowing words. As soon as the words appeared, the surrounding sky seemed to pause, as if someone were turning a page behind it. Everyone on Flower Fruit Mountain felt a blur before their eyes, as if a corner of the world had been torn open.
This is the first time Chen Fan has shown this thing in its entirety.
He didn't dare to play like this last time.
We have no choice but to release it this time.
Chen Xuance is too steady.
It's so stable it's annoying.
As soon as the broken model appeared, it immediately raised its hand and pressed it against the broken platform.
A giant hand made of words crashed down, as if a section of the sky had collapsed.
The demons on the mountain, who had just been in shock, were now all caught up in the excitement.
"Crush him!"
"Master Fan, give him a good beating!"
"Smash that lamp!"
Chen Xuance looked up, finally appearing somewhat serious.
He placed the black light at his feet.
Raise your free hand, put your five fingers together, and gently wipe upwards.
laugh--
There was no major commotion.
The large hand made of words was missing half of its length.
It wasn't broken.
It wasn't shattered.
It looked like someone had wiped half of the words off with a damp cloth.
The mangled figure swayed violently, a large section of text on his chest disappeared, and his entire body dimmed.
The system screamed.
[WARNING: Proxy privileges have been revoked]
[Remaining permissions: 48%]
[Remaining permissions continue to decline]
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
This was a damaged model created by the author, not some ordinary method, and as a result, Chen Xuance simply raised his hand and wiped off half of it.
Chen Xuance said calmly, "You dare to put pirated goods in front of me."
"Here you go."
He flicked his finger.
The blank space on the broken mold's chest exploded, turning into countless fragments of words that rolled back towards Chen Fan.
Sun Wukong rushed forward instantly and swept his staff across the room.
A burst of golden light shattered the characters, breaking them in half.
Pigsy and Bull Demon King also attacked simultaneously, blocking the remaining half. Even so, several black characters still pierced through the defenses and embedded themselves in the stone surface in front of Chen Fan's feet.
Puff puff!
Three holes appeared in the stone.
There were no cracks in the cave, only three drops of black water slowly seeping down.
Chen Fan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the three drops of black water.
If this were to fall on a person, who knows what it would wipe away.
Chen Xuance glanced at him.
"You've survived this long not because you're capable."
"It's because the higher-ups haven't had the time or resources."
Chen Fan retorted, "You make it sound like I should kneel down and thank you."
"No need."
"You'll be kneeling down in a minute."
The demons of Flower Fruit Mountain were immediately thrown into an uproar.
"You bastard, do you really think you're invincible?"
"Get down!"
"Step down if you dare!"
The Bull Demon King swung his iron cudgel, pointing it at the sky and yelling, "What are you pretending for! Who are you trying to scare by standing on that broken platform?"
Chen Xuance finally glanced at the Bull Demon King.
"Noisy."
He twitched his finger.
At the edge of the broken platform, the first knife wobbled slightly.
Just once.
A gash appeared instantly on the iron cudgel in the Bull Demon King's hand, splitting from the tip to the end. The next second, the iron cudgel broke in two and crashed to the ground.
The Bull Demon King froze on the spot.
He kept his hand in the grip of the stick, but a line of blood slowly cracked open in his palm.
The entire audience fell silent.
Even the cursing stopped.
Pigsy gasped, "That old ox's stick is an old contraption that's been refined for many years."
Chen Fan's eyes grew even colder.
Seven cuts.
Without even drawing his sword, he merely flicked it, yet he was able to sever the iron rod from a distance, leaving a thread in the Bull Demon King's palm as well.
This isn't about who has more magical power.
This is about having the upper hand in terms of the rules.
Chen Xuance looked at Chen Fan again.
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
"If you've had enough, come with me."
Chen Fan let out a breath and suddenly smiled.
"Go my ass."
"I hate it when people make me choose."
"Especially someone like you, who puts on a stern face and makes arrangements for me."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted his chest.
The system interface opened directly in front of him.
It's not one layer.
It has three floors.
The original draft, permissions page, and host bar are all laid out.
When the people of Huaguo Mountain saw Chen Fan reveal his roots for the first time, they were all stunned.
The grey-robed scholar sneered, "Are you crazy? If you open your identity panel, he can just attack!"
"I want him to do it."
Chen Fan stared at Chen Xuance, his smile turning fierce.
"Didn't you say my proposal was scrapped?"
"Come."
"You chop it up for me with your own hands."
"I want to see if the proposed reform can completely eliminate the rejected one."
Upon hearing this, a hint of coldness finally appeared in Chen Xuance's eyes.
"As you wish."
He raised his hand.
In the center of the broken platform, the first knife flew up on its own.
The knife was old, with a nick on the back, as if it had killed too many people and had been neglected to be repaired.
But as soon as the knife was in hand, the sky darkened by half.
It wasn't dark.
It was the spot on Chen Fan's head that looked as if it had been ripped off from this world.
Everyone can see it.
The knife wasn't pointed at Chen Fan's head.
Not the chest.
It was the host panel spread out in front of him.
The grey-robed sutra-observing man exclaimed, "He's not severing the physical body! He's severing his sense of belonging!"
Sun Wukong soared into the sky, his golden cudgel smashing down with all its might.
"You dare!"
Chen Xuance didn't even raise his head, and swung his sword.
The cut was made very slowly.
It moved so slowly that everyone could clearly see the path the blade had taken.
It was so slow that no one had time to stop it.
laugh.
No blood flew out.
There was no sound of bones breaking.
Chen Fan felt as if someone had hooked his chest and pulled him outwards.
The system interface in front of me first went black, and then split open from the middle.
On the host bar, the two characters "Chen Fan" flashed intensely.
next second.
A thin, blood-red line appeared next to those two characters.
The system went crazy and started alarming.
【warning】
【warning】
[Identity section damaged]
The identity section is being removed.
[Recovery progress: 1%...3%...7%]
Chen Fan looked down.
On the semi-transparent interface on the chest, a line of bloody words is slowly emerging.
"The identity field is being reclaimed."
Chapter 322 I'll Steal Your Knife First
The interface on my chest cracked even faster.
The blood-red characters jumped up and down.
[Recovery progress: 9%...12%...15%]
Chen Fan glanced down at it, too lazy to even curse.
The force pulling him outward grew stronger and stronger, as if someone had reached into his chest, grabbed the words "Chen Fan," and was trying to tear them off.
outside the temple.
The knife has arrived.
There was no sound of wind.
There was no thunder.
It was just a thin line, pressing straight down towards the main hall of Huaguo Mountain.
The quieter it is, the scarier it is.
Chen Xuance stood at a distance, holding a second knife in his hand, his face expressionless, as if he were turning a page.
But turning this page will cost Chen Fan his life.
"military adviser!"
Pigsy kicked over a broken pillar and, carrying his nine-toothed rake, tried to charge.
"Don't touch it!"
Chen Fan roared.
Pigsy abruptly stopped, his shoes dragging two furrows on the ground, and his face turned blue.
He doesn't understand.
I really don't understand.
This blade in front of me cannot be blocked by brute force.
Whoever touches it will die first.
The white dragon horse also charged into the air, its tail slapping loudly, urgently puffing out white steam: "Old Chen, retreat!"
withdraw?
Chen Fan stared at the descending blade line, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.
Even though it's been removed, the identity section will still be reclaimed.
Taking a step back is tantamount to waiting for death.
Then let's go all out!
"The second stab was still aimed at me."
He spat out a mouthful of blood, flipped his hand, and laid the manuscript out directly.
The paper rustled.
Page after page of annotations lit up.
The words above are no longer stable, as if constantly being erased and altered by an unseen hand. The eukaryote is also vibrating, like a nailed-down heart, about to explode at any moment.
Chen Fan smiled.
"You want to take me back?"
"OK."
"I'll dismantle your knife first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the manuscript in his hand trembled violently.
The positions of the true nucleus and the draft were offset by half an inch.
Just this half inch.
The blade, which had been locking onto his chest, suddenly shifted.
It's very slightly off-center.
But for Chen Fan, that was enough.
next moment.
The blade grazed his shoulder and flew straight towards the stone steps outside the main hall.
boom!
The stone steps were not blown up.
No gravel was flying around.
There was only a black mark, stretching out from the palace gate, as if someone had drawn a heavy horizontal line on the ground with a pen.
Where the black mark passed, the stone silently split into two pieces.
Even the bronze lion in front of the hall was a beat slow before its head slid down and hit the ground.
The entire room fell silent.
Pigsy's mouth gaped open: "How could this be off-center?"
Chen Xuance finally raised his eyes.
He looked at the draft in Chen Fan's hand.
I looked at it a little more carefully than before.
"Use the true core to misalign, borrow my sword path to leave the palace."
"You've got guts."
Chen Fan had a cut on his shoulder, and blood was flowing down his arm, but his hand remained steady.
"Your knife isn't all that amazing."
Upon hearing this, everyone on Huaguo Mountain gasped.
Even the Bull Demon King couldn't help but curse, "This kid is really crazy."
opposite.
Chen Xuance was not angry.
He simply moved the second knife forward an inch.
In just this one inch, the world seemed to have become even thinner.
Everyone felt a chill on their necks.
"Still being stubborn."
"Then let's cut off your mouth first."
The second cut has officially come down.
This time, it wasn't a thin thread.
It was a complete shadow of a knife.
It pressed down from the sky like a black wall, directly encroaching on the main hall.
Everyone on Huaguo Mountain was terrified.
This cut was much heavier than the last one.
Just now, they were only killing people.
This strike wiped out the entire palace and its inhabitants.
Chen Fan's pupils contracted, and he took a step forward instead of retreating, rushing straight out of the palace gate.
"Old Chen!"
"military adviser!"
Amidst screams, he charged forward, the knife pressing down on him.
madman.
A complete madman.
For the first time, a hint of coldness appeared in Chen Xuance's eyes.
He clearly hadn't expected that Chen Fan wouldn't dodge, but instead would walk right into the blade.
It was at this moment that...
Behind Huaguo Mountain, a golden cudgel suddenly pierced through the clouds.
"Get out of here!"
Sun Wukong's roar sent shivers down everyone's spines.
The staff flew through the air, smashing directly into the side of the blade shadow across half a mountain.
clang!
The sound was crisp and piercing.
Like two iron bones clashing together fiercely.
The blade was deflected slightly by the impact.
It was only half a foot off.
But Chen Fan was waiting for this half foot.
He twisted his toes and slid into the blade, his sleeve instantly shredding.
The moment the skin touched the blade's energy, it immediately split open with a small cut.
It hurts like fire.
It felt like someone was taking a red-hot needle and slicing it all the way down his arm.
Chen Fan didn't even blink.
Nearly.
closer.
He had already seen the blade itself.
That's not an ordinary knife.
There is only one character on the blade.
cut.
The character seemed alive, occasionally pulsating as if it were breathing.
With each drumbeat, the surrounding space tightens a little more.
This is one of the Seven Cuts.
A cleaver.
This is a tool used by the upper echelons of Heaven to enforce the rules.
Only when you encounter this can you truly understand the other party's core strengths.
Chen Fan grinned, his mouth covered in blood.
"Finally, we've seen the real thing."
He pressed down hard on the draft with his left hand.
The pages fluttered in the air.
A line of annotation was abruptly inserted.
This is not part of the main text.
This is not an official order.
It is a fake annotation.
The words were crooked and messy, like hastily added nonsense.
[Actuator Verification: Number Recheck, Temporary Delay]
As soon as this line lit up, the character "斩" (zhǎn, meaning "to cut") clearly paused for a moment.
Just for a moment.
Like a smoothly running gear suddenly getting stuck with a grain of sand.
Chen Xuance's expression changed.
"You dare to insert words here?"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Chen Fan had already lunged at the knife.
He didn't even wait for that moment to pass before raising his hand to grab it.
"Come here!"
boom!
The moment his palm touched the hilt of the knife, Chen Fan's entire right arm straightened.
That's not hot.
That's burning.
Like a pot of boiling molten iron, poured directly from the palm into the bones.
The skin and flesh were instantly charred black.
A plume of white smoke suddenly rose up.
Chen Fan clenched his teeth so tightly that the veins on his forehead bulged out, and he almost knelt down.
The pain made his vision go white.
But he actually caught it.
The cleaver vibrated wildly, the character "斩" (cleave) on its blade shining brightly, as if it were rejecting him, cursing him, as if it wanted to chop him up.
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain was blown up.
"Got him?!"
Pigsy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The Bull Demon King's throat went dry, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "You can even snatch that thing with your bare hands?"
The white dragon horse jumped up on the spot: "Old Chen, you really have no humanity!"
Even the Heavenly King Li Jing, who holds the Pagoda in the sky, changed his expression.
He had followed the Heavenly Court for so many years, and he had seen people block the execution blade, and he had seen people escape the execution blade, but he had never seen anyone reach out and snatch it.
That's not just being bold.
That's called being reckless.
far away.
Chen Xuance finally spoke.
The sound was much louder than before.
"You even dare to touch this."
As soon as those words were spoken, the temperature around us seemed to drop.
Obviously.
Even he was a little surprised.
Chen Fan's body was trembling on one side, and the flesh in his palm was splitting open layer by layer, with blood flowing down the hilt of the knife.
But he was still smiling.
He laughed fiercely.
"If you can take it, why can't I?"
"The blades at the top don't inherently recognize you."
Chen Xuance stared at him, his gaze pressing down like a knife for the first time.
"Let go."
"Are you worthy?"
Chen Fan opened his mouth and coughed up another mouthful of blood, then pressed his other hand against it as well.
Grab it with both hands.
Even more ruthless.
Even dirtier.
More like a desperate criminal robbing a knife in the marketplace.
The cleaver vibrated with a hum, as if trying to pull it away.
Chen Fan's heels sank firmly into the ground, causing the ground to crack open like a spider web.
He was almost dragged away.
Just then, Sun Wukong's voice rang out again.
"Hold on tight!"
next second.
Another blow.
This time, I didn't smash the knife.
Instead, it smashed into the void behind the hilt of the knife.
The space suddenly felt heavy.
The retreat route of the "Zhan" sword was blocked for a moment.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, Chen Fan suddenly pulled her into his arms.
"Get down here!"
clang!
The blade made a strange sound.
It felt like a lock had been forcibly ripped open.
Chen Xuance's fingers trembled for the first time.
It's very light.
But everyone who was watching him saw it.
The Heavenly Court was deathly silent.
They couldn't believe it.
The execution of the knife was so swift that it made people want to snatch it.
Chen Xuance's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.
"You think you've won just because you grabbed the knife handle?"
Chen Fan was panting heavily, and the interface on his chest was still flashing.
[Recovery progress: 21%...24%...26%]
The identity section hasn't stopped.
Even faster.
At the same time, a new layer of characters appeared on the blade.
It was very light at first.
Like ink rising from water.
Then it became clearer and clearer.
Chen Fan stared at the line of text, and even he was stunned for a moment.
Chen Xuance saw it too.
Sun Wukong slammed his staff into the ground on the back mountain and stood up abruptly.
Zhu Ganglie and the others all craned their necks.
A line of small characters slowly emerged on the hilt of the knife.
[Temporary Resonant: Chen Fan]
The wind suddenly stopped.
Even the vibration of the "Zhan" sword paused for a moment.
Chen Fan's hands were still smoking.
The palms were so rotten that the bone was exposed.
But as he looked down at the words, a slight smile crept across his face.
Chen Xuance, who was in the distance, finally took a step forward.
Chapter 323 Temporary Resonator
The moment the words on the hilt of the knife appeared, the entire back mountain seemed to have its throat choked.
White smoke was still rising from Chen Fan's palm.
The bones are all exposed.
But he didn't let go.
Not only did he not loosen it, he actually pressed the broken half of the cleaver down another inch.
"A temporary resonance participant?"
Pigsy's eyes nearly bulged out, and after a long pause, he finally managed to stammer, "Old Chen, you bastard, you even managed to steal this thing?"
Sun Wukong remained silent.
He stared at the knife, his monkey-like face tense, and slowly raised the golden cudgel in his hand.
Outside the mountains.
The black lamp hung in mid-air, its dark light still sweeping outwards.
With each sweep, the recycling light curtain above Flower Fruit Mountain shrinks by one circle.
Many of the monkey demon soldiers were already kneeling on one knee, feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on their backs, their teeth almost grinding to powder.
Chen Xuance stood in front of the dark light, finally no longer resembling a blurry shadow.
He took half a step forward, his voice still cold.
Just because you can hold a knife doesn't mean you're qualified to touch it.
Chen Fan looked up at him and grinned.
"You talk too much nonsense."
The voice just fell.
He flipped his wrist.
It was not Chong Chen Xuan Ce.
It's not about rushing into a crowd.
This strike was aimed diagonally at the black lamp.
When the knife was slashed, everyone was stunned.
Pigsy was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh: "That's right! Let's cut down the lamp first!"
Chen Xuance's expression changed for the first time.
He clearly hadn't expected that Chen Fan's first reaction after grabbing the knife wouldn't be to fight desperately or escape, but rather to head for the core tool.
"Stop him."
He had barely opened his mouth when it was too late.
Half a breath.
Just that half breath.
The words "Temporary Resonator" on the hilt of the knife lit up briefly.
Chen Fan felt as if his arm had been shoved into a furnace, and half of his body was about to explode. That unfamiliar and fierce resonance surged up the spine of the blade, making his vision go white and his ears ring.
But he still cleaved the knife all the way through.
laugh--
A cracking sound.
Unlike the impact of metal striking metal.
It's like someone using a red-hot hook to forcefully cut open a hard shell that's been frozen for a long time.
The surface of the black light is first dented in a line.
next moment.
A crack appeared in the middle of the lamp.
The crack is not large.
It's only the length of a palm.
But as soon as the crack appeared, the light barrier that had been covering Huaguo Mountain trembled violently, like water that had been stuck, and it actually stopped for a moment.
Just this once.
The demon soldiers kneeling on the back mountain all gasped for breath.
"It's lighter!"
"The suppression is almost completely gone!"
"He can move again!"
A group of monkeys who had just been pinned down and unable to lift their heads now stood up in unison, their eyes red with rage.
The Bull Demon King laughed loudly, and with a shake of his shoulders, forcefully shook off the dark light pressing down on him.
"good!"
"Old Chen, well done!"
When the lights go out and the screen cracks, the most immediate reaction isn't to visit Flower Fruit Mountain.
It was Chen Xuance.
He took half a step back.
That half step caused the layer of concealment on his face to loosen slightly.
Chen Fan saw it clearly.
That face actually bore a striking resemblance to his own, about five or six points.
Not exactly the same.
It's the hard, cold lines of the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, and the corners of the mouth that are almost impossible to erase.
The back mountain was quiet.
Zhu Bajie was dumbfounded.
"Damn...this kid looks a bit like you!"
A golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he swung his staff horizontally, directly blocking Chen Fan's path.
"I told you, something's not right with this stuff."
Chen Fan did not respond.
He stared at Chen Xuance, feeling as if something had hit his chest.
The system then started displaying messages like crazy.
[Warning: Identity recovery has stalled]
[Blacklight core damaged]
[Temporary Resonance Remaining: Three Breaths]
[It is recommended to continue suppressing the price]
"Keep going!"
Pigsy stamped his feet in frustration, "You only have three breaths left, give him a good beating!"
Chen Fan certainly wanted to.
But he knew better than anyone that the previous strike had nearly ripped him dry. Not only had his palm reached the bone, but the veins in his arm felt like they'd been scraped clean by the blade's intent. If he made any more rash moves, he'd explode before he could even unleash the strike.
Chen Xuance also noticed it.
He raised his hand and pressed it against the crack in the black light, strands of black light seeping out from between his fingers, forcibly pulling back the leaking light.
For the first time, a hint of emotion appeared on that face that resembled Chen Fan's.
It wasn't anger.
It is an examination.
It's like looking at something that has been erroneously made.
"It can resonate with the 'Slaying Blade' for half a breath."
"No wonder the main station reacted."
He spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Chen Fan, you're a bit more troublesome than I anticipated."
Chen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed even more fiercely.
"Your prediction is worthless."
"If my strike had been a little more precise, I would have chopped your head off first."
The onlookers felt their scalps tingle.
The oppressive situation that was just moments ago was instantly resolved when Chen Fan shattered the black lamp with a single strike, and even Chen Xuance had to retreat.
That counterattack was too fierce.
Especially those demon soldiers who were initially apprehensive, now looked at Chen Fan with a different gaze.
Just now it felt like I was looking at the pillar of strength.
It's like looking at a monster.
"The strategist is really good at fighting..."
"That thing came from the Execution Platform."
"It just split open like that?"
Chen Xuance ignored these voices.
He glanced at Chen Fan, then at the words on the blade.
"A temporary resonance holder is not a holder."
"What you borrow won't last long."
Chen Fan raised his sword and pointed it.
"Even if I only have half a breath left, it'll be enough to cut you down."
Chen Xuance was not angry.
He simply shook his head slightly.
"You still don't understand."
"I didn't come here to kill you."
"This is for confirmation."
"To determine whether you are a defective product or a backup that can take the place of the main one."
Chen Fan's pupils contracted as soon as the word "backup" was uttered.
Sun Wukong's staff slammed into the ground on the spot.
"Bullshit!"
The monkey took a step forward, and its menacing aura soared to the sky.
"If you dare to say such disgusting things again, I'll go and smash your lousy platform!"
Chen Xuance looked at Sun Wukong, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven"
"You really are the same as always, only choosing the worst path."
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's fur stood on end.
Just as he was about to rush forward, Chen Fan suddenly raised his hand.
"Don't chase after them."
Sun Wukong turned his head to look at him.
Chen Fan stared intently at Chen Xuance.
Because that guy had already started to retreat.
It's not panic, it's a very steady approach.
The black light cracked, but he didn't continue fighting. Instead, taking advantage of the brief pause during the recovery of the light screen, he transformed into a black shadow and retreated into the depths of the southern sky.
The direction they retreated was precisely towards the location of the Execution Platform.
Before leaving, he left behind his last words.
"Next time we meet, you'll know who the backup is."
The sound still echoed in the mountains, but the person was gone.
Pigsy cursed, "Damn it, you put on an act and then ran away?"
The Bull Demon King also clenched his fists.
"If Old Niu hadn't been held back by that glaring light, I would have chased after him and given him a good axe."
Sun Wukong's eyes darkened, and he turned to give chase.
Chen Fan shouted again, "Don't move!"
After shouting that, he swayed slightly.
The light on the cleaver quickly dimmed.
Those four characters were like burnt paper, the edges curled up, fading away little by little.
The temporary resonance has ended.
The recoil from the blade suddenly returned.
Chen Fan felt a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, almost kneeling down.
Sun Wukong stepped back and supported his arm.
Hang in there.
"He's not dead yet."
Chen Fan coughed twice, forcing himself to swallow the breath.
"Don't worry about me."
"knife."
He looked down at the broken half of the cleaver in his hand.
When I cleaved the black light with that slash, a small piece of blackish-gray stuff broke off from the blade and got stuck on the edge of the blade's spine.
It's only the size of a fingernail.
However, there is a very fine imprint on it.
It looked like a brand with a broken corner.
Chen Fan pinched it between two fingers and pried it off.
The system immediately popped up a notification as soon as it was encountered.
Special debris detected
【Name: Extinction Mark】
[Source: Executioner's Blade Seal]
【Function: Can lock the fluctuation of a single clearing point】
[Tip: By possessing this fingerprint, you can trace the nearby recycling path.]
Chen Fan's eyes lit up immediately.
"nice one."
Pigsy leaned closer: "What's that?"
"You can find the door."
Chen Fan clenched the ink smears into his palm, his voice hoarse, but he couldn't suppress the urge to smile.
"Didn't they want to clear the area?"
"This thing can help us find their exit strategy."
The Bull Demon King was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.
"So, that bastard did run away, but he left us with trail markers?"
"right."
Chen Fan nodded.
"He wanted to use the dark to retrieve my identity information."
"I first snatched his knife, then chopped at his lamp, and now I've even taken his ticket."
"This is a good deal."
Upon hearing this, everyone around them became excited.
The oppressive dark cloud that had been hanging over them was shattered by Chen Fan's backhand strike.
First, the lamp broke.
Then he showed his face again.
Now they can even get their hands on the traces.
Now, Flower Fruit Mountain is no longer just passively taking a beating.
They've turned the tables on the other side.
Sun Wukong gripped his golden cudgel tightly, grinning to reveal a set of white teeth.
"I'll go and say something too."
"Next time we meet, I'll smash his face first."
Chen Fan was about to reply.
Suddenly, a loud boom echoed in the southern sky.
The sound was so loud, it was like a crack had appeared in the entire sky.
Everyone looked up at the same time.
From the direction of the Execution Platform, a third beam of light descended straight down.
It's not a phantom.
It has truly been nailed into the southern sky.
next moment.
The entire cloud layer in the southern sky was torn apart from the middle.
The crack stretched all the way across the sky.
Black light churned within the crack, like a giant hand pulling out from behind.
The system displayed a red message as if screaming.
【warning】
The third anchor point has been completed.
[Southern sky seal fractured]
[Clearance checkpoint opened ahead of schedule]
The annihilation seal fragments in Chen Fan's hand suddenly became hot.
It was so hot that his palms were trembling.
The fine line on the inkstone lit up on its own, pointing straight to the depths of the cracked southern sky.
On the other side of the crack, a huge platform-like shadow was vaguely visible, slowly pressing down.