I Am Your Natural Enemy

The shadow flew backwards, flipping like it was doing a somersault with its face to the ground, tumbling over a dozen times, its body twisted and finally stopped by a large boulder at the bottom of the slope.

His waist was twisted into a bizarre shape, and it was clear at a glance that his spine had already broken.

One of his arms was also broken, and half of his face was sunken in, lying back down under the boulder, his body involuntarily twitching.

Massive amounts of Death Qi, corpse energy, and Yin Qi continuously gushed out from the wounds on his body, constantly flowing away and dissipating into the air.

Ever since Wen Yan brought the Black Stone to Fuyu Mountain, even a Great Zombie like the Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor avoided the Black Stone, and Aunt Gan was unwilling to get close to it.

Wen Yan had always wanted to find a suitable object to test its effect.

After all, according to Aunt Gan’s description, Wen Yan could consider this Black Stone as a physical manifestation of the Zombie Enemy title, even if it was far from the real title, it was at least naturally restraining.

Before coming, he had opened the sealed glass box and replaced it with one sent by the Scorching Sun Department that could be opened.

He had touched the Black Stone and felt no reaction, and neither did the death energy, corpse energy, etc., forcibly erode him. Instead, it seemed uninterested in him, and the power naturally emitted didn’t trigger his Yang Energy reaction.

According to the Scorching Sun Department’s records, this Black Stone could indeed raise the dead.

Such a strange phenomenon puzzled Wen Yan to no end, and he didn’t dare let others interact with the Black Stone.

But since it showed no interest in him, he didn’t have time to understand it slowly, and he could use it directly as a brick, which was quite handy.

This thing was incredibly hard and had the traits of wondrous items, saying it could withstand armor-piercing rounds—Wen Yan would believe it.

At least with the current results, Wen Yan was very satisfied.

As the dust in front dispersed, the man fallen on the ground began to twist and squirm again, his broken spine rapidly recovering, but the arm and half of the face struck by Wen Yan’s brick seemed greatly hindered, showing no visible signs of recovery.

Noticing a prompt related to the Mountain Ghost, Wen Yan grinned.

Not afraid if he’s strong, not afraid if he’s tough, just afraid if he doesn’t have a body, no form.

”Remember me? I’m the guy who was messing around last time; they say you’re unkillable, but I don’t quite believe it. I wanted to try it myself.”

The Mountain Ghost, possessing the corpse of Fifteenth Wang, opened his mouth to inhale, devouring the massive Yin Qi here, a layer of fine black hair emerged on the surface of his body, which then fused into a layer of armor clinging to his body in an instant.

His aura grew stronger as he coldly watched the Black Stone in Wen Yan’s hand from a distance.

Indeed, he remembered Wen Yan, remembered the strange flames that emanated wave after wave from him, inexplicably able to directly harm him.

He also remembered Wen Yan’s physical strength being very strong, quite different from his impression of a martial artist.

And this time, the Black Stone in Wen Yan’s hand was even stranger, causing far more damage than he expected, and even suppressing his injuries, making it impossible to recover quickly.

His skin quickly recovered, the Yin Qi, Death Qi, and corpse energy constantly blended, accompanying a thick aura emerging.

The Mountain Ghost shouted deeply, chanting a bizarre syllable from his mouth.

Instantly, the injuries on his body were forcibly suppressed by a peculiar power, and the arm and half of the face, which couldn’t recover before, began to heal rapidly.

He dropped to all fours, kicking the ground sharply, his form like a powerful arrow, rushing straight at Wen Yan.

At the moment of approach, the ground beneath his feet seemed to ripple slightly, and when he took another step forward, his form circled half a turn around Wen Yan at high speed, extending a claw towards Wen Yan’s back.

Wen Yan stepped with Gang Steps, instantly disappearing from where he stood.

The Mountain Ghost’s sharp claws pierced directly into the ground, half of his arm sunk into the earth.

And the next moment, faster than the Mountain Ghost, Wen Yan flickered several meters away, his right foot stamping the ground, suddenly exerting force, twisting his waist, his right arm swinging in a full circle, unleashing his strongest power in one breath.

Simultaneously, his left foot lifted and suddenly dropped hard.

As he descended, Wen Yan moved like a phantom, instantly covering several meters, the circling right arm just coming down.

The Black Stone struck heavily on the Mountain Ghost’s head, with one blow, the Mountain Ghost’s head hit the ground, his body lifted into the air, driven by his head, and slammed down hard onto the ground.

With a muffled boom, a wave of air spread out in all directions.

The Mountain Ghost gritted his teeth, his face unsightly, confirming again that even by making his body phantom-like, he couldn’t dodge the brick’s attack. He smashed into the ground, unloading the force into the earth, the ground beneath his feet violently cracked with a resounding boom, the earth in a radius of two to three meters directly caved in.

Releasing the force, he inserted both hands into the earth, and the ground under his feet roared, countless fragments of rock and dust, like a giant wave, suddenly surged up.

Wen Yan glanced down, watching the ground beneath his feet rapidly turning to sand, engulfing one of his feet; the rocks, gravel, and dust in front gathered together like a suddenly erupting volcano, impacting his body.

Wen Yan immediately activated Overflowing, blending power, slapping out with a palm, flames exploded, and the force lifted Wen Yan, tossing him aside.

The moment he landed, Wen Yan stepped out again, speedily avoiding the incoming earth wave with Gang Steps, and struck again with a brick.