Chapter 1189: The Invincible Monster with 0% Chance of Survival

Er Hao nodded slightly, not refuting.

Looking at the changes in Lei Xier’s bodily power, he remained calm and spoke again:

“I advise you not to destroy your own eyes, because it won’t work.”

“I advise you not to attack me, because I am not controlled by Shenmo Tong.”

“From the moment of my creation, the Dao Dian Master had already calculated all the extreme situations we might encounter in the future, including Shenmo Tong.”

“How Shenmo Tong affects a person's mental will and soul energy, I understand it all.”

“Of course, I lack these carriers that Shenmo Tong targets, so there’s no need for you to waste your effort. Just surrender.”

After a pause, as if granting a favor, Er Hao added: “You won’t die.”

Won’t die…

But she would be captured and taken back for research on the Zhi Sheng Mo Ti?

Or, like countless ancestors of the Lei family before her, have her bloodline power extracted and analyzed through Tianji Shu to study its unique abilities?

Or perhaps have the Shenmo Tong gouged out and implanted in another high-ranking member of the Sheng Shen Dian Tang, or even a promising junior?

A flash of hatred crossed the depths of Lei Xier’s eyes, and her gaze sharpened.

“Shen Duo!”

An illusory mental beam descended from the sky, piercing straight through the Tianji Shen Shi in front of her.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the void.

Er Hao stepped forward without any hindrance.

“Like an ant trying to shake a tree.”

“Mo Ji!”

Lei Xier refused to believe it and unleashed another powerful control technique, striking Er Hao directly.

Footsteps sounded again.

Er Hao emerged unperturbed from the swirling demonic energy and approached Lei Xier, looking down at her.

“Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.”

“Shenmo Guanti!”

Lei Xier’s eyes burst with blood-red light. Instead of attacking Er Hao with Shenmo Tong’s power, she channeled it into her own body, forcibly elevating her own rank.

She had to go all out.

She had to protect Xu Xiaoshou.

In the shortest time possible, using the power of both ancestral sources, she aimed to reach the “false saint” level and fight the Tianji Shen before her…

Er Hao reached out and gently clamped his hand around Lei Xier’s jade-like neck.

From his arm, surges of divine and demonic power emerged—far more overwhelming than hers!

“Uh!”

Lei Xier’s body trembled, and the power of Shenmo Tong was instantly suppressed.

She felt all her holy energy, divine power, and demonic power being devoured completely.

It was as if all her energy had struck the highest-level void servant and been absorbed in an instant.

Lei Xier’s limp hands grasped Er Hao’s arm.

She realized even her nails couldn’t pierce his skin’s defense.

Yet, she still unleashed the Zhi Sheng Mo Ti to its limit, desperately trying to plunder his life energy from a distance.

When it came to devouring life force, Zhi Sheng Mo Ti was the ultimate ancestor!

But…

Nothing.

Er Hao was like an inanimate object.

He could speak, but there was no life energy within him to devour—not even the core that sustained him could be found.

Lei Xier despaired.

Her exquisite Shenmo Tong stopped spinning, its brilliance fading.

Er Hao…

He was an invincible existence!

He was perfect, with no weaknesses, immune to any restraint from anyone on the continent!

Against different enemies, he could adapt different combat styles, and for each style, he had mastered it to the absolute pinnacle, making him the strongest in every way!

Shenmo Tong…

This was the supreme eye that could restrain anyone in the world, even controlling a half-saint for a moment.

Yet, in front of this Tianji Shen Shi, it was like a joke!

It couldn’t even make a ripple!

“Xu Xiaoshou…”

Lei Xier was nearly suffocating, but her mind lingered in the wooden sphere behind her.

This was her first time feeling such panic.

Not because of her own situation, but because she knew Xu Xiaoshou all too well.

She knew all his means and trump cards.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou used everything at his disposal, it was possible—likely, even certain—that he would be completely countered by Er Hao!

A total, all-around suppression with no escape!

After racking her brain, Lei Xier couldn’t even imagine a one-in-a-billion chance of victory.

“Run…”

With a pale face, she hoarsely shouted the word.

She didn’t want Xu Xiaoshou to come out.

She hoped his second true body could use some special ability.

For example, ignore everyone else and just take Xu Xiaoshou’s main body and vanish.

Xu Xiaoshou could do it!

He just didn’t want to leave everyone behind!

He could definitely escape this deadly trap and find a way to survive!

“Tap.”

As her consciousness blurred, a crisp sound reached her ears.

In Lei Xier’s hazy, desperate vision, she vaguely saw an ordinary stone—with no trace of spiritual energy—strike Er Hao’s head and bounce away.

It was almost comical.

“Beating a woman—what kind of skill is that?”

From afar came a mocking, elderly voice—it was Zhu Yike’s.

Er Hao remained unmoved.

He just needed to apply a bit more pressure, and this woman would lose consciousness and be completely incapacitated.

In his eyes, everyone here was worthless in combat, except perhaps that Han Tian Zhi Yao, which barely counted as one.

That included Shenmo Tong.

“You’re called Er Hao?”

Amid Feng Xiaose’s terrified gaze and frantic head-shaking, Zhu Yike jeered on.

With his shifty, rat-like face, he easily pulled off an expression of utter provocation.

“What kind of nonsense would make someone name their child like that… Er Hao? Ha ha ha ha!”

“You piece of junk, do you even have a mother? Have you ever been nursed?”

“If you’ve got the guts, turn around and look at your Grandpa Zhu!”

“Grandpa can teach you how a real man with manners treats a woman!”

The air fell silent in that moment.

A red light flashed in Er Hao’s eyes as he suddenly turned his head.

As the strongest Tianji puppet, he could suppress any human emotions.

But in this instant, it seemed something had truly struck a nerve for Er Hao.

Like a dragon’s reverse scale—for him, verbal insults didn’t matter much, but anything involving the Dao Dian Master…

If you wanted to die, this was a sure way to jump the line!

Zhu Yike was still laughing, tears streaming down his face as he slapped his thighs, feigning sudden realization.

“Oh? I forgot to ask, you piece of junk—do you even have what it takes?”

“Ha ha ha ha…”

The whole scene was deathly quiet.

Even Feng Xiaose was stunned by Zhu Yike’s bold taunts.

He couldn’t understand why this guy, who had just joined Tian Shang Di Yi Lou, felt the need to go this far.

If you wanted to meet your end early, did it have to be like this?

But there was no denying it—Zhu Yike’s filthy words had worked. Er Hao’s attention was fully drawn to him.

This elderly Taixu, who had clearly overexerted his powers, was even less significant in Er Hao’s eyes than Lei Xier.

Er Hao didn’t loosen his grip on Lei Xier’s neck. He simply turned slightly and slowly raised his other arm.

With a soft click, like gears engaging, a black recess formed in his palm, resembling an open mouth.

“Hum!”

In an instant, all the elemental energy in the surrounding world was sucked into that black recess.

A dark energy point, radiating destruction and mixed with countless elements, began to condense in his palm.

“…Ha, uh?”

Zhu Yike’s smile froze, his expression locking in place.

He reached into his pocket at super speed, but before he could even pull out a stone,

“Whoosh.”

A soft sound rang out.

A black beam, no larger than a human palm, shot from Er Hao’s massive hand.

It was so fast that even Feng Xiaose couldn’t react.

“Xiao…”

Feng Xiaose’s warning only got halfway out.

The black beam pierced straight through Zhu Yike’s head!

The beam wasn’t thick—just enough to engulf Zhu Yike’s features entirely…

No blood spilled.

No major explosion.

Er Hao’s control was precise, with no wasted energy.

It was like a giant casually swatting a fly in the flow of nature.

With this elegant and accurate strike, all the noise in the world was extinguished along with that highly compressed black beam.

“You bastard!”

Feng Xiaose’s eyes turned blood red.

Though Zhu Yike had tricked him twice before, for someone so drained and on his last legs…

No, there was nothing more to say.

From Er Hao’s perspective, it was the right move—just changing the order of judgment and execution. In the end, everyone would die anyway.

Instant kill!

Another instant kill!

Feng Xiaose felt an unnamed rage ignite in his chest. He couldn’t tolerate this humiliation.

Better to die fighting than wait for the end.

“You want to jump the line too?”

Er Hao suddenly turned his head, lifting Lei Xier by the neck with one hand while fixing his gaze on Feng Xiaose.

Feng Xiaose froze, his boiling anger turning to ice.

He desperately wanted to shrink back and say this had nothing to do with him, that he wasn’t from Tian Shang Di Yi Lou.

But it was pointless.

Whether it was Sheng Nu, Tian Shang Di Yi Lou, or Xu Yue Hui Gong, the outcome would be the same against this monstrous foe.

“Go to hell, you motherless dog!”

Though Feng Xiaose couldn’t win, he started with insults, and in an instant, his body erupted with surging ghost beast energy.

Green scales covered his skin, tendrils grew on his face, and four short green horns appeared on his head.

The ghost beast transformation happened in the blink of an eye—impossible for anyone to stop.

Er Hao showed no emotion, but he lightly clenched his fingers…

“Hum!”

The sound came again.

The power of Tian Dao rules was ripped apart, manifesting in the space and causing it to shatter once more.

Another black energy point formed in Er Hao’s palm!

It shaped into a beam in the blink of an eye!

The sequence was even faster than Feng Xiaose’s transformation. To outsiders, it seemed Er Hao had predicted Feng Xiaose’s move and struck before the transformation was complete.

The attack, compressed to the level of a Saint’s five-finger seal technique, shot straight for Feng Xiaose’s head.

“Huan!”

Feng Xiaose barely managed to halt his ghost beast form midway, gripping his sword tightly and spitting out just that word.

“Whoosh.”

Another soft sound, and the shadow Feng Xiaose left behind had its head pierced clean through, dying on the spot.

“Damn it!”

Feng Xiaose was completely frantic.

Only by using Huan Jian Shu at the critical moment to swap his real and false forms had he avoided being killed.

But even so, Feng Xiaose felt a chilling sensation on his face.

Without touching it, his spiritual sense swept over and clearly showed half his face had been grazed by the black beam—the flesh was gone, leaving exposed bone.

“Too fast!”

“Really too fast!”

Feng Xiaose had no idea how to engage this Tianji Shen Shi in a full battle—he couldn’t even get close.

Flesh strength, spiritual refinement, reaction speed… all were at the peak of the world.

He didn’t need to consider the first two.

Feng Xiaose could see at a glance that Er Hao possessed third-realm combat awareness.

Any move Feng Xiaose made would be like a snail’s pace to him, allowing Er Hao’s vast knowledge base to find countless ways to counter it.

And as a Tianji puppet, his immense computational power would select the absolute best counter from those options.

So…

“My actions right now must have been seen through by him!”

The thought flashed through Feng Xiaose’s mind, and as soon as it did, he felt a stabbing pain beside him as the false form from Huan Jian Shu dissipated, while his real body suffered the agony.

He was stunned for a moment.

His planned combo had been clever…

“First use Huan Jian Shu to swap to my real form, then use Absolute Imperial Control to restrain Er Hao for a split second, and in that moment, at least land four sword strikes on him.”

That was his only way out.

But he still didn’t know if the vicious power of the four swords would affect Er Hao.

However, it was too late!

Huan Jian Shu had just ended, and he’d barely dodged the black beam.

Before he could even see Er Hao move, his spiritual sense detected the source of the pain—five barely visible black threads shot from Er Hao’s bent fingers, piercing his head, both shoulders, and both knees!

“Ah…”

Feng Xiaose forgot the pain for a moment, just gasping.

It took him a while to realize these black threads were on the same level as the black beam.

And Er Hao’s finger-bending motion seemed to have happened before Feng Xiaose even used Huan Jian Shu.

In other words, these five threads were fired just a fraction after the black beam.

The reason he got hit was because he’d foolishly dodged right into the executioner’s blade?

“How do you fight this…”

“How the hell do you fight this! There’s no way anyone can beat this monster!”

“Even if I became a half-saint, I could never win against this Tianji puppet that’s invincible in prediction, calculation, combat awareness, and ability!”

Er Hao clenched his fist.

Sizzle!

The five threads intertwined.

Feng Xiaose’s half-formed green scales offered no resistance whatsoever.

In the void, a mess of shredded flesh appeared.