Chapter 369 - 365: Fifth Turn Sacrificial Artifact: Fangcun Mountain

Chapter 369: Chapter 365: Fifth Turn Sacrificial Artifact: Fangcun Mountain

"I can finally come out and get some fresh air!"

On the northern battlefield, a hearty voice rang out following the defeat of Bolos.

A robust man with short red hair stepped out of a giant egg.

Countless cursed markings were inscribed on the man’s body. He had four eyes on his face, and a sinister aura emanated from him.

"Holy shit, is that Ryomen Sukuna?"

The two Reincarnators were horrified. They quickly warned, "Be careful! That guy uses Space Slash! If it hits you, it ignores all defenses and cuts you in half at the waist."

"To hell with Space Slash, that’s not the point at all." Ryomen Sukuna sneered. "My Legacy is [Endless War]."

’What kind of ability is that?’

Before the Reincarnators could even think, an invisible wave spread out from under Sukuna’s feet, propagating outward at the speed of light via quantum entanglement.

[You have become a combat target of Ryomen Sukuna. Please prepare for battle. You may be queued for a duel at any time!]

Everyone entangled by the wave was mentally entered into a challenge queue.

’What’s going on? Now everyone really has to fight Ryomen Sukuna!’ The Reincarnators had mixed feelings.

"My ability is simple. It forces opponents into combat, and every fight is one-on-one, only ending when one of us is dead."

Sukuna chuckled. "That fellow, Bolos, was it? I was watching while he was fighting."

"I’ve also completely figured out your legacies and abilities. If it were a simple one-on-one, none of you would be his match."

"In a one-on-one fight, not a single one of you can win."

As he spoke, he pointed to one of the three. "So, come on. Fight me one-on-one. I hope you can defeat me in a duel!"

...

On the four sub-battlefields, the fighting wasn’t limited to just the Fourth Turn combatants.

Down on the First Turn battlefield, every Martial Artist on Fang Can’s side, aside from the players, had been implanted with more than one persona.

After Konoha’s Seven Ninja Swordsmen squad was killed, they seamlessly switched to becoming the Seven Martial Seas.

When Naruto Uzumaki died, he became Whitebeard. After Whitebeard died, he became Roger...

Protected by Fang Can’s cells, they were virtually invincible during the transformation process. No attack could interrupt this switching period.

From the Martial World’s perspective, this was simply despair-inducing.

Every time they went through hell and high water to kill an enemy, their opponent would just reappear with a new look and new abilities to attack them again.

Even the players could resurrect infinitely. In the end, the only side suffering losses was the Martial World’s.

Meanwhile, in this war initiated by Fang Can, the direct karma of every person who died was linked directly to him.

The more these people struggled, the more power the Sin of Wrath collected from them after their deaths.

This directly manifested in his main body, causing the power of Fang Can, who was now permanently in a berserk state, to soar wildly.

For every person who died, his power increased a little. At this moment, nearly every Martial Artist at or above the Heaven-Ascending Road in the Martial World had been drawn into the war.

’Dammit, how is this guy getting stronger the more we fight?!’

Above Dayan Capital, Xizhao, who was frantically fighting Fang Can, had her eyes rolled back in her head the entire time.

By now, the intense psychic torrent from millions of people was making her drool uncontrollably. She could no longer focus on fighting and could only rely on her Legacy for defense.

Fang Can’s punches, charged with power in the trillions, slammed into her abdomen. Although they didn’t cause pain or injury, they delivered intense mental stimulation.

When pleasure reaches a certain threshold, its destructive power is no less than that of pain.

Fang Can, whose power grew ever stronger as it was fed by the entire Martial World, was furiously bombarding Xizhao’s body at a frequency of tens of thousands of times per second.

Right now, Xizhao was like an unbreakable punching power meter, madly enduring the deluge of Fang Can’s fists.

And the wildly increasing number was Xizhao’s pleasure level.

’I can’t... I can’t pass out! I have to hold on, or I’ll really die! But I really can’t take it anymore! I have to survive!’

Xizhao, taking a one-sided beating, was about to pass out, but she clenched her teeth and held on for dear life.

If she lost consciousness, her body, unprotected by her Legacy’s defense, would be instantly pulped into mincemeat.

In a way, could this be considered some kind of kinky play?

But just before Xizhao could fall into despair from the pleasure, a tentacle snaked out and wrapped around Fang Can’s arm.

CRACK—

Without any resistance, Fang Can broke free from the tentacle’s grasp with a simple movement!

But the next moment, after that one tentacle was snapped, hundreds and thousands of tentacles began to surge out, tightly cocooning the enraged Fang Can.

BOOM!!!

In a violent explosion, Fang Can directly blasted all the enveloping tentacles to smithereens.

His attention was finally drawn by the attack from behind. He turned his head and saw a monster with thousands of tentacles charging toward him.

It was none other than Ye Fu, who had just finished things up on the eastern battlefield!

Time rewound half a minute. After devouring the three dead Fourth Turn bodies before it, Ye Fu was teleported to Dayan Capital by a Third Turn Naruto Uzumaki.

At this moment, in its brain, which lacked the consciousness of an ordinary person, there was only a single thought:

"Kill my creator with all my might!"

It wasn’t just him; the other three Fourth Turn beings also had an order planted in their minds.

If they defeated the Fourth Turn opponent before them, they were to do everything in their power to kill the enraged Fang Can!

This was a mental seal that Fang Can had the King of Crappy Gigs implant in these Martial Artists’ minds.

Because only Fang Can knew how terrifying he was in his enraged state.

If no one stopped him, he would truly destroy the entire Martial World within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

By the time he regained consciousness, he would be greeted by a Martial World in utter ruins.

The next moment, Fang Can, with his blood-red eyes, locked gazes with the infinitely evolving Ye Fu.

After a moment’s hesitation, the two mindless monsters both charged toward each other at speeds of several hundred Mach!

No hesitation, no delay!

The human-sized Fang Can collided with Ye Fu’s body, which was dozens of meters tall.

A terrifying storm, like tens of thousands of tons of antimatter bombs detonating, swept across the entire Capital City. The horrifying destructive force instantly tore Ye Fu’s body to shreds!

The spectating Fourth Turn combatants were terrified and hurriedly created distance to avoid being torn apart in the blast.

ROAR—

The enraged Fang Can roared to the sky, flaunting his victory, only to see Ye Fu’s body begin to regenerate. Its power was once again growing, responding to Fang Can’s destruction!

’In that case! I’ll just kill it again! Destroy it again!’

As if feeling that his less-than-two-meter-tall body wasn’t powerful enough for this fight, Fang Can was about to make his AT Field condense into a giant body, something like a Susanoo.

But in the next instant, a mountain the size of a city descended from the sky, completely immobilizing both Ye Fu and Fang Can!

"The sea of suffering is boundless, but salvation is at hand if you turn back. Donor Fang, you have already fallen into the Demon Dao!" On the horizon, the abbot of the Brahma Sound Temple appeared, his figure accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chants.

And the mountain currently pressing down on Fang Can was none other than the Fifth Turn-level Fangcun Mountain!