First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Isn’t the nineteenth floor right before our eyes?

The gathered unorthodox cultivators before us are the troublesome minions of this nineteenth floor.

Looking up at the sky.

The flag-waving Wang Qingge is the commander of this nineteenth hell.

And him!!!

The enemies’ gazes fell upon Lu Ding.

At this moment, he was demonstrating his skills, putting on a show of his ultimate techniques.

Black energy rolled off his body, with a constant smile on his face.

Wherever his Way of the Jinche struck, death followed in swathes.Flesh and bones were meticulously and precisely separated.

Wherever he slashed.

The unorthodox Qi Refiners would scramble to collect.

Their faces beamed with joy, pockets nearly bursting, loaded with bundles large and small.

”Thank you, Grand Guardian!!”

”Many thanks to the Grand Guardian!!”

”Grateful for the Grand Guardian’s generosity!!!”

”Grand Guardian is amazing, what skill!!”

It sent chills down spectators’ spines, freezing their hearts!

This was the ’King’ of the nineteenth hell.

Other nations’ Qi Refiners cursed inwardly: Damn it, is this even a battle? So all our growth and years lived were just raising materials for you?

”Ah!!!!! Lu Ding!!!!”

Suzuki Oshima, who had just arrived, roared with bloodshot eyes.

What was he seeing!!

His troops, his subordinates.

Like livestock in a slaughterhouse, being wantonly butchered by the Qi Refiners under Lu Ding’s command on the battlefield.

The thick stench of blood was nauseating.

The resentment from being skinned alive shot straight to the heavens, becoming the purest nourishment for these unorthodox cultivators.

Under such circumstances, normal Qi Refiners would be suppressed by the bloody aura.

But these unorthodox practitioners thrived in it, as if under a buff field, able to unleash one hundred and twenty percent of their combat power.

Moreover, they grew stronger the longer they fought.

After all, they used to live hard lives, normally conserving every move, every action.

Now, they fought without reservation, going all out to match Grand Guardian Lu!

In the sky, Lu Ding raised his hand and swept across another section of the battlefield, the breeze carrying dense slashing attacks, leaving neatly separated pieces.

Suzuki Oshima could bear it no longer.

He leapt into action.

Having studied much about Lu Ding, he knew that against such an unconventional opponent.

One couldn’t fight conventionally!

He had to start with his ultimate move, his killing technique!

Otherwise.

If given the chance, his trump cards might die unborn in their womb.

So!!

Amid his earlier roars, Suzuki Oshima had already formed hand seals and gathered his qi.

A strange aura spread out.

Black chains extended from Suzuki Oshima’s back.

Coiling and writhing in the air like living creatures, radiating dazzling light that illuminated the darkness.

Obscure talismanic characters written in Tai Island script continuously emerged from the chains.

In the blink of an eye.

The coiling chains wrapped Suzuki Oshima into a spherical rice dumpling a hundred meters in diameter.

With a heaven-shaking roar!

”Roar!!!!”

Golden ripples spread from the roar, shattering the chains.

Revealing the transformed Suzuki Oshima, now a majestic giant tiger with stiff whiskers, saw-like teeth, and shimmering stripes covering its body.

Speaking in human tongue: ”Lu Ding, die!!!!”

Its bloody maw opened wide.

Four sharp canines shone with divine light, electric arcs linking and fusing into a sphere, its terrifying power compressing and surging.

Then it spat.

The world was instantly engulfed in deafening noise.

Blasting everyone’s ears into ringing, their minds blanking in chaos.

Deputy Director Ji saw this and shouted at Lu Ding’s back: ”Lu Ding, dodge!!!!”

But it was already too late.

Such is the battlefield, such is combat.

Some follow conventions, starting small before going big.

Others sneak up quietly and open with their strongest move.

No fools here, just different habits and mindsets.

Lu Ding could ambush others, so others could ambush him.

That was the similarity.

But the difference was.

Lu Ding’s ambushes succeeded, but others’ ambushes against him...

Before his body could even turn, his hand was already pulling out a stone tablet - the first time he fully activated Unshakable as Mountain.

The darkened world was illuminated by Suzuki Oshima’s killing move.

In the light, everyone saw towering floodwaters, mystical giant fish swimming around a majestic mountain, with a stone tablet standing tall between heaven and earth.

Inscribed with large characters: [Unshakable as Mountain - Stone Dang]

With its appearance, a thunderous voice boomed forth as if from a giant bell:

”This path is closed!!!”

Boom!!!!!

Suzuki Oshima’s killing move struck the ancient tablet, the shockwave erupting violently, shattering mountains and rocks, sending nearby Qi Refiners flying.

A mushroom cloud rose like an angry roar.

Dust reaching the heavens.

Suzuki Oshima thought to himself: ”I struck with full power, seizing the initiative after careful preparation, while you acted carelessly, blocking casually without even forming seals - you definitely can’t withstand this!!”

”Definitely!”

”Absolutely can’t block it!”

If Lu Ding could block even this, then he was in grave danger today.

He had watched Lu Ding’s battle with Sato Takashi multiple times.

Concluding that Lu Ding’s strange tablet was tough.

But even the toughest must have limits, right?

He refused to believe it could be this strong.

As these thoughts raced through his mind, he was about to check whether Lu Ding was dead or severely wounded when suddenly.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes.

An intense, passionate sonic wave erupted.

Hum!!!!

This was the signature sound of Lu Ding’s technique, akin to death’s summoning.

A figure flashed, drifted, and braked abruptly beside Suzuki Oshima, hands forming the ’elephant trunk’ seal pointed directly at him.

Hair still flying from the sudden stop.

Creepy red patterns crawled over those slender seal-forming hands, continuing up until covering both arms.

Blazing heat spewed forth, scorching everything, seawater vaporizing instantly before even forming mist.

If Chang Yan were still alive.

He would have recognized it immediately.

This was his [Fire Pillar’s Ultimate Move One: Great! Blaze! Weep!!] that he had used against Lu Ding.

Suzuki Oshima turned his head: ”It’s... over......”

Boom!!!!!

[Torment Flame of Sin] poured forth through the ’elephant trunk’ seal.

A hundred-meter pillar of fire instantly engulfed Suzuki Oshima in his ’General Stripe-Tiger’ form.

Flames lit up the sky.

Screams erupted: ”Ah!!!!!!!”

Watching as Suzuki Oshima carbonized to ashes within.

Excruciating pain assaulted him.

Burning his flesh, soul, and will.

In these milliseconds, he wanted to resist, to dodge, but was too slow, too delayed, his meridians and spiritual energy utterly wrecked by the flames.

Over, completely over.

In this moment, Suzuki Oshima suddenly understood a truth - with Lu Ding’s terrifying combat power and not-yet Heavenly Perception cultivation.

His existence would be a nightmare for the battlefield below.

With him there.

Countless would die on that battlefield.

And all would be from Tai Island, Wei Gao, Hetu, Zhenla and other nations.

Because Lu Ding charged at the very front without pause - the Great Han’s Qi Refiners couldn’t even keep up to assist, barely managing to clean up the battlefield afterwards.

How could there be many casualties?

Unless someone burned their feet on hot ground.

Realizing this.

Suzuki Oshima could see no hope of victory, all light swallowed by the darkness Lu Ding brought.

His screams intensified.

The melodious screams became catalysts for Lu Ding’s good mood.

Curving his lips into a smile, he said: ”Stolen from Chang Yan. First time using it, didn’t hold back.”

Not an apology, but a ’you need more practice.’

Chang Yan probably never imagined that his ultimate move, used just once before Lu Ding and missing, would be perfectly replicated to kill an Earth Observation realm expert.

Before dying.

Suzuki Oshima’s last thought was to curse: ”You bas...”

”Ptooey!”

Lu Ding spat out a [Devouring Qi Death Beam], blasting the carbonized Suzuki Oshima to smithereens.

Scattering everywhere.

Not powerful, but extremely insulting.

Who said techniques must be cast with hands?

Isn’t the mouth just as good?

Even spit can destroy you.

Not powerful, but extremely insulting indeed.