Chapter 1654 - 850: Getting Things Done (3)

Because he jumped back through the gap he crashed through!

At this moment, everyone looking out the window couldn't help but feel a chill. The scene outside the curtain was no longer the original view, but a reflection identical to the meeting room!

At this moment, the people in the other meeting room were also staring blankly in this direction, like a mirror reflection.

Reality and illusion interchange, endless corridors.

This is the Mirror system's seal!

Even if you know this is an Illusion Realm, if you can't find the crack or forcefully break free in one go, you'll be stuck endlessly flipping back and forth between the reflections, with no way to survive.

Moreover, there's a deadly guy coming with a sword.

"Blade Teeth?!"

In a moment of stupefaction, Deltor was shocked and cried out, staring intently at the boy drawing his sword, the face and the power he just used: "No, this is Projection, you are from the An Family... wait, there must be some mistake..."

No misunderstanding, no waiting.

An Ran remained silent, only swinging his sword.

Wind and Thunder reawaken!

This time, the wild wind and thunder converged, collapsed, and condensed into a straight line, crossing a short distance, he pierced through, and by the time he came to his senses, the barriers had already been shred apart effortlessly.

At the line between life and death, an iron arm had already extended, directly confronting the piercing of thousands of Sword Qi, iron light vibrated, showing numerous scratches.

In the end, it was blocked!

"Without gloves, no Fei Guang, what are you afraid of!" Belger, the proxy sent by the family, scolded, "A Transformation, and you're scared like this!"

Seeing Deltor, who had just been so vehement, now frightened out of his wits by mere Projection, he was infuriated: Your uncle must have been too soft with you.

"Doing great things doesn't allow for hesitation, look at others, just take it down first!"

Even before Deltor could speak, Feng Mo from Shiye Wilderness and Gebel from Iron Hook District had already charged out, launching a fierce attack on An Ran without hesitation!

The three figures collided, Sword Sound rang incessantly, resonating with high pitches, sparks continually erupted,

An Ran's figure flew backward, narrowly dodging the slashing blade and the hand stabbing from behind, showing no entanglement.

In this seemingly narrow meeting room, akin to a cramped space for a White Deer, he lightning-dodged, completely ignoring the fierce attacks of the two.

Brother Ji Jue once said: Don't go head-to-head stubbornly; pick the softest persimmon to squeeze first!

Brother Ji Jue was right!

With a vibration of the Sword Sound, the magnificent Wind and Thunder disappeared, [Wind and Thunder Introduction] dissipated, replaced by [Dragon Shuo Manipulation]!

Unable to hear the vast, desolate humming, only the waves stirred within his soul, this skill was not applied externally but used for oneself!

The spiritual quality trembled and burst out, like burning, the pale Flame Light enveloped the boy's figure, further boosting his speed, faster, even faster!

Even during the siege, the sprayed Sword Qi under the boosting of Projection Skills roamed like living things, once again stirring up a bloody storm in the meeting room.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosive sounds were unending, seeing Xiao An collecting heads one after another at his own feet infuriating Feng Mo:

"Little brat, looking to die!"

I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems... you must die!

The entire meeting room suddenly shuddered, the air inexplicably became much thicker, making it hard to breathe, the slashing Sword Qi shattered, Feng Mo's body surface already revealed a layer of bizarre scale light, projecting a majestic presence, like a flood dragon!

Rebirth form revealed.

The water vapor suddenly turned icy, like a knife blade, entwined around the inescapable figure, slowing his speed, yet Feng Mo was like a fish in water, speed greatly increased, diving forward!

And before that, a bloody opening had already burst open on the chest of An Ran.

Piercing!

From his shadow, an eerie hand stretched out from nothingness, piercing through his back, crushing the heart, and emerging from the front chest.

At the moment An Ran's attention was drawn by Feng Mo, Belger had silently displayed the rebirth form, silently lurking into the shadow, delivering a deadly strike.

The brutal force within the Shadow Hand exploded, diffused, rampaging within the soul.

Li Hen disarmed and released.

"I thought you were some kind of Hunter Finger, turned out to be such an embarrassing thing."

Feng Mo, pulling at his neck, lifted the boy up, grinning, his five fingers closing inch by inch: "I don't care who you are, I'm here to help your family clean the house!"

The boy's lips moved soundlessly, as if with a soft sigh.

What a pity.

I originally thought I could take a little more, but it seems this is the limit.

No matter, anyway it was almost enough from the start.

At that moment, An Ran closed his eyes, silently sighed:

So—

—With this hunt, tribute to the White Deer!

When those eyes opened once more, he saw a grand contour akin to an illusion, at the end of boundless wilderness, a giant deer with a wolf carcass dangling from its antlers lowered its gaze upon him.

In its bright eyes, seemingly containing eternal truths, witnessing endless life and death, the passing of seasons, until oceans turned to mulberry fields.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, passed in a flash.

When he came back to his senses, he heard a sound like a storm.

White Deer calling.

Thus, at the end of the wilderness, a savage outline appeared, a gigantic beast composed of countless corroded blades and swords opened its eyes.

The beast that should have been completely forgotten roared loudly, stepping forward, after many years, looking towards the long-lost inheritor.

Carefully scrutinizing, coldly examining.

Gazing into those calm eyes, yet unable to find a trace of hesitation or confusion.

So, the beast silently smiled, grinning, leaped forward, merged into his body, smashing open the last insignificant obstacle for him!

A crisp sound resounded, as if a door was opening.

Over all these years, lacking the guidance of Fei Guang made it impossible to break through the barrier, now shattered under the push of Sword Sound!

In a moment of deathly silence, An Ran finally truly opened his eyes.

On the blood-stained face, those eyes no longer held innocence and shyness, only the same cruelty and coldness as the beast.

Crack—

The sound of breaking emerged from Feng Mo's body, the hand he extended, severed at the elbow!

With the spewing of blood, the sword blade suddenly manifested in the boy's hand stabbed downward, effortlessly disturbing the converging shadow, splattering drops of inky blood water.

Rebirth form, revealed!

In the flash of electric and flint, everyone instinctively wanted to close the distance and launch a ferocious attack, but when they came to their senses, they couldn't see even a trace of Fei Guang that could cut life and death.

Unconsciously, a chill ran down their spines!

Wait!

Oh no, the rebirth form of Blade Teeth series, as they recall, seems to be...

Among the many sieges, the barely alive An Ran spat blood, grinned silently, raised his hand.

Snap of fingers!

The Sword Sound reappeared, like a call and shout, causing the previously disarmed Sword of Li Hen to sing excitedly, emerging with iron color amidst the blood glow.

Endless Sword Qi spewed out, intertwining, forming a tangible outline, guarding before An Ran.

As if it were a monster pieced together by countless sword edges and blades, ravenous and ferocious!

Sword Qi materialized, Sword Sound infused spirit!

Based on the changing existence of Sword Qi, deriving one's life from the spirit as the source, melting and remaking from the essence of Superior, achieving the brand-new realm of unity with the sword.

This is the unique rebirth form of An Ran - [Li Hen Form]!