Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Zhang Yi didn’t hold back after his first strike failed.

He needed to confirm whether the opponent’s defensive ability was a one-time trick or a fundamental attribute. So he kept pulling the trigger, firing bullet after bullet at the Ultimate Evil Boy!

Bullets that could easily destroy warships were all caught by the Ultimate Evil Boy—and every single one with his teeth!

The Ultimate Evil Boy’s body rapidly descended, the distance between him and Zhang Yi shrinking to just about two hundred meters. An eerie red hue spread across his form, as if he were being boiled alive in scalding water, and scorching air spewed from his mouth. The madness in his eyes grew even more intense.

He dove headfirst toward Zhang Yi without slowing down at all!

Zhang Yi frowned but didn’t dodge or evade—there was simply no need to. His most powerful defense had always been his extradimensional space.

“Manifold Phenomena!”

Three thousand Dimensional Gates rearranged themselves, forming dozens of dimensional barriers in front of him!

Once the Ultimate Evil Boy fell into the Dimensional Gate, he would be trapped instantly. Zhang Yi was curious to see what this guy’s ability really was.

The Ultimate Evil Boy didn’t decelerate; his free fall was too fast. As the gates swung open, he seemed to realize what was ahead. But he didn’t change course—he plummeted straight into the extradimensional space!

“Huh?”

Zhang Yi was surprised. He immediately closed the gates, intending to trap the Ultimate Evil Boy inside.

However, just two seconds after the gates shut, a terrifying energy exploded from where they had been!

Its power was so immense that even Zhang Yi was stunned.

“The power of this energy... it’s practically on par with mine! How does Neon have a Transcendent of this level right now?”

Zhang Yi had considered the possibility of a powerful Epsilon-class in Neon, but by his understanding, even an entire district of Huaxu Nation could barely nurture a Transcendent with an ability index around 20,000 points. Neon’s territory had less than half the resources of a single district, with Colombia’s navy also plundering its wealth. A newly emerged Transcendent couldn’t possibly be this strong.

Yet, with just one strike, the Ultimate Evil Boy made Zhang Yi realize his guess might be wrong.

The terrifying explosion directly destroyed one of Zhang Yi’s Dimensional Gates.

The Ultimate Evil Boy emerged from the void, darting backward like a monkey. After steadying his gaunt frame on the ground, he flashed a ferocious grin at Zhang Yi.

The Lord of the Demon-Sealing Court, codename [Shuten-doji], trait-type Transcendent.

Ability Index: Unknown.

“Seems like I can’t one-shot you, huh!”

Zhang Yi twisted his wrist, speaking in a leisurely tone.

…

As the two Epsilon-class Transcendents clashed directly, the war around Undying Mountain officially kicked off.

No one could interfere in the battle between Zhang Yi and the Ultimate Evil Boy, but that didn’t mean everyone else was cannon fodder. The Transcendents of the Demon-Sealing Court stationed in Edo City were the elite of the elite.

Their orders were to hold the Tenshu Palace while the Ultimate Evil Boy fought, preventing anyone from invading.

Deng Shentong and Liang Yue led the group toward the Tenshu Palace at the mountain’s summit. At the end of the frost-covered forest stood that towering palace.

But before they had covered even half the distance, they sensed movement in the woods.

It was the sound of snowflakes rustling down.

Liang Yue’s ears twitched. “Someone’s coming. A lot of them!”

“Expected.”

Deng Shentong’s right hand gripped his sword, Griffith, as he spoke calmly.

Zhang Yi and Huahua had already dealt with their biggest threats—the Ultimate Evil Boy and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. From here on, they had to walk their own path.

Uncle Yu trudged through the thick snow, his heavy frame making it tough to move in such terrain. But over the years, he had never slacked on training, so he had enough tricks to handle the harsh environment. His eyes swept across the surroundings; in the darkness, he could vaguely make out wolves closing in.

Deng Shentong smiled. “Since we’ve been spotted, there’s no point hiding!”

He raised his right hand, and a ball of supernatural power rapidly condensed in his palm, forming a bright, tiny orb. He gently lifted his hand, and the orb flew into the sky, swelling quickly until it hovered in midair as a radiant, luminous moon!

The pale moonlight illuminated Undying Mountain. Looking around, they were completely surrounded by Transcendents of the Demon-Sealing Court, packed tightly together.

They wore black suits—the standard attire of Neon’s underworld—and each face bore undisguised killing intent.

Fatty Xu sucked in a cold breath. “At least five or six hundred people! And us,” he counted on his fingers, “barely scraping by with less than ten.”

Uncle Yu turned with a grin. “What, Fatty Xu, scared again?”

“Not really!”

Fatty Xu glanced at him sideways. “This kind of thing, you get used to it after a while!”

He muttered under his breath, “I need to learn to fight too. I can’t always rely on the boss!”

People only gradually learn to become stronger after experiencing the pain of losing others. Next time, Fatty Xu hoped he’d have the strength to protect them.

Uncle Yu nodded approvingly.

“That’s the spirit!”

“Clang!”

Liang Yue’s Dragon’s Roar blade slid half an inch from its sheath, emitting a warning hum. She looked ahead, “A strong one’s coming!”

Not just her—Baili Changqing and Wu Di also fixed their gazes forward with solemn expressions.

At the foot of Tenshu Palace, two executives of the Demon-Sealing Court appeared.

The sword-wielding samurai in a suit, Narumi Soji, and Maeda Uichiro, with his gold-rimmed glasses and neatly combed bangs.

“What a hassle!”

Maeda Uichiro frowned, glaring at Deng Shentong’s group.

“Finally had a few quiet days, and now it’s time to fight again!”

Narumi Soji drawled lazily, “Peace must be protected with the sword! So, let’s fight!”

Narumi Soji waved his hand forcefully at the surroundings: “Kill!”

The Transcendents of the Demon-Sealing Court didn’t waste words. Many immediately pulled out machine guns and opened fire on Deng Shentong’s group!

Huaxu Nation had ammunition like Origin Bullets and Holy Silver Bullets to counter Transcendents, along with specially crafted weapons. Foreign nations weren’t lacking in such things either. When it came to killing their own kind, humanity’s progress was always astonishingly fast.

“Let the battle begin!”

Bai Chunyu pressed his palms together, his supernatural power surging rapidly as his hair whipped wildly in disarray.

Fatty Xu didn’t hesitate either, activating his ability [Blizzard].

The battle plan had been set from the very start.

In the next moment, a massive storm erupted around them, sweeping up violent snow in all directions!