Chapter 911 - 734: Someone Has Overpowered in Zone 9_2

Chapter 911: Chapter 734: Someone Has Overpowered in Zone 9_2

Then, she looked up, her small face displaying an expression like "Do you think I’m a three-year-old?", staring at Raven:

"Not a bad person? If you’re not a bad person, why are you running? And sneakily wearing a mask, afraid to show your face?"

The corners of Raven’s mouth twitched fiercely under the mask, as if a suffocating breath was blocked in his chest:

"You guys... you chase me like this, I’m scared... Of course I have to run!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Ya’s little face turned solemn, and she extended her tiny index finger, shaking it at Raven, speaking seriously:

"You can’t fool me! My little junior brother once told me a very logical saying — ’If you’ve done nothing that weighs on your conscience, you won’t fear ghosts knocking at midnight!’

Do you understand what this means?"

Raven’s heart sank instantly into a bottomless abyss as the blood in his body began to circulate desperately due to despair and the final struggle.

His hands hanging by his sides began to emanate that deep and dangerous chill again, and the temperature of the surrounding air started to quietly drop.

However, Hong Ya seemed completely unaware of this subtle change, or perhaps she simply didn’t care.

She merely carried on, adding the second half of her statement, simultaneously delivering the final judgment:

"It means, only bad people haunted by guilt would run away upon seeing others! Senior brother, get him!!!"

"Damn...!"

All the explanations and words Raven had at the tip of his tongue were rudely stifled by this unreasonable logic, transforming into a suffocated lump of blood stuck in his chest.

He felt as if a thousand beasts were trampling and roaring in his heart!

As soon as Hong Ya’s words fell, an enormous hand, resembling a fan, with bronze skin and palm lines as clear as stone carvings, descended silently towards Raven.

No wind sound, no energy fluctuation, not even killing intent.

But Raven felt as though the entire space around him was locked and confined by this palm.

No escape, nowhere to hide!

Raven’s pupils shrank suddenly to the size of needle tips. What he felt wasn’t the crushing force akin to overwhelming mountains and seas, but a far more terrifying form of..."void" and "annihilation."

As if all the air, energy, even light and sound around him, were repelled, dispersed, and utterly "killed" under this palm.

It felt as if he was trapped in a rapidly shrinking vacuum cage, where all internal rules had succumbed to a deathly stillness.

A lethal sense of crisis surged through him like a high-voltage current, igniting what little potential Raven had left.

Every pore on his body was seeping out cold, biting chill, as white frosty crystals quickly covered his clothes and skin, making him seem as if he was about to freeze himself into an eternal ice sculpture.

Raven knew there was nowhere to escape, and he could only face it head-on.

The Nine Yin Scripture was pushed to the limit, and the eerie "liquid nitrogen" glow on his palms surged, not retreating but advancing, a move gathering all his essence, spirit, and life’s cultivation, leading him to fiercely meet the descending giant palm.

"Pop—"

A faint sound as if a bubble had burst.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no mad collision of ice and force.

At the moment the palms touched, Raven felt the Yin cold palm force that could shatter the air within tens of meters was not resisted nor neutralized by a stronger force.

It was like snowflakes falling into a deep ocean of magma, like drops of water merging into the boundless celestial void.

All the chill, all the palm force, were instantly "annihilated" and assimilated into void, the same color as the sky.

Furthermore, an entirely irresistible force, like the mighty Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens, pure and immense.

Raven’s arms trembled violently, the bones creaking as if they were about to fracture inch by inch the next moment.

He collapsed into a half-kneeling position, "thud," as his knees smashed the ground, forming spider-web-like cracks.

"Xuan You Finger!"

Using the momentum of kneeling, Raven twisted his body like a boneless fish, narrowly avoiding the crushing of the palm’s center.

Right index and middle fingers together, the fingertips instantly gathered a deep cold glow, like a snake’s tongue, quickly aiming at the vital meridian points on Li Bashan’s wrist like Taiyuan and Shenmen.

This was the most penetrative and insidious acupoint technique from the Nine Yin Scripture, specifically designed to break all defensive Gang Qi and physical cultivation, striving to break through with a point against a surface.

However, Li Bashan’s wrist merely paused slightly, yet the bronze skin did not even show the slightest white mark.

The terrifying chill was like water droplets falling onto a red-hot iron plate, not even producing a "hiss" before instantly evaporating without a trace, unable to freeze even the hairs on his wrist.

Instead, intense pain shot through Raven’s fingertips as the counterforce caused his finger bones to crack.

Li Bashan’s large hand continued maintaining its original trajectory and speed, gently pushing towards Raven’s chest.

"Crack... Cough—!"

Raven was flung backward like a kite with broken strings, tracing a miserable arc in the air.

Unable to hold it in mid-air, he spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with dark red fragments of internal organs, the blood mist quickly freezing into red ice crystals in the air.

He felt like he had been hit head-on by a speeding train, with all his bones emitting protest groans under unbearable weight, the protective Yin cold True Qi tearing like paper.

"Crack!"

The pitch-black mask, under the residual force of this palm, began to crack a clear fissure starting from the center of the forehead.

In the first round, Raven was severely injured, vomiting blood, finger bones fractured, sternum collapsed, mask cracked!

"Senior brother is so formidable!"

Hong Ya jumped up excitedly, waving her small fists vigorously, her little face brimming with pure joy and admiration, resembling the most competent cheerleader,

"One more hit and he’ll be flat on the ground! He won’t be able to run away anymore!"

Raven crashed heavily into a thicket a dozen meters away, rolling several times before finally stopping.

He struggled to try and prop himself up with his arms, but the internal energy and blood within him scattered and collapsed like a ruptured flood, making even the simplest movement impossible.

The face beneath the mask was contorted and twisted due to extreme pain and the backlash of undulating blood, as more blood continued to seep out from the cracks in the mask, dripping down the jaw.

He looked at the giant figure approaching again, his eyes finally revealing a look of despair.

The power gap was too vast, suffocatingly vast, rendering all his skills and every trump card like juvenile tricks in front of his opponent, ridiculous and pathetic.

"Seventh Grade... This suffocating power, it truly exceeds human-level limits. But why is such a person in Zone 9?!"

He’s only a mere prison guard?!!"

Raven’s mind was in turmoil.

He let out a beast-like roar, attempting a final struggle.

"Nine Yin... Spirit Condensation!"

He no longer tried to counter, knowing it was meaningless.

Instead, he compressed and condensed all remaining internal skills from the Nine Yin Scripture in a near-self-destructive mode to form a thick, ominous blue ice coffin exuding deathly chills.

Symbols surfaced on the ice shield’s surface, the cold aura so fierce that within a few meters around him, the air seemed frozen into solidity.

This was the Nine Yin Scripture’s ultimate defense technique of rebirth from death, combating external "movement" through extreme "stillness", a method to freeze oneself ahead of the enemy for survival.

Li Bashan’s steps did not pause as he faced the chilling aura emitted by the ice coffin; his movements unchanged, still unleashing a simple palm strike.

The action identical to when he shattered the ice wall and broke the earth spikes before.

"Pff!"

A soft sound, as if a wet sheet of paper was pierced by a finger.

Against Li Bashan’s palm imbued with the "annihilation" trait, the seemingly indestructible blue ice coffin couldn’t hold for even half a second before quietly disintegrating and dissolving.

Then that palm printed onto Raven’s chest again.

"Bang!"

Raven’s chest visibly caved in into a deeper arc, his whole body flung backward, while blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.

His mask, unable to withstand any longer, finally shattered completely with a "snap," revealing the despaired and distorted face of a middle-aged man behind it.

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