Ling Cage: Enhanced Nanosteel Suit at the Start

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Once the resolute faction and the outsiders have both suffered heavy losses, he will then step in to clean up the mess and seize the benefits.

Yuanzhi never expected that Chen Yuan's strength would be so formidable that he could so easily crush Gangyi, who was known for his defense.

Yuanzhi continued his performance, trying to control the situation: "Esteemed benefactor, although my Pure Land is small, we know how to treat guests. Please come to the temple for tea and a detailed discussion."

"hehe."

Chen Yuan couldn't be bothered to listen to his hypocritical words. He didn't want to hear a single unnecessary word from this cunning old fox who was hiding his true intentions and harboring ulterior motives.

"You're too noisy."

Chen Yuan activated his nano-core power at full speed, moving at an ultra-high speed, even under the suppression of the domain.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and a silver afterimage remained in place, while Chen Yuan's true body instantly moved, traversing a distance of dozens of meters, and appeared in front of Yuan Zhi.

"you……"

Yuanzhi's pupils constricted sharply, and he turned pale with horror.

I never expected the other party to be so unruly, resorting to violence without warning and so quickly.

But he was, after all, a late-stage fifth-tier Awakened, and his reaction was extremely fast; he almost instinctively activated his abilities.

"Bound by the law, halt!"

Yuan Zhi roared, his mental energy surging forth as he tried to forcefully establish rules, restrict Chen Yuan's movements, and make him drop his weapon.

An invisible force, carrying the implication of enforced rules, instantly enveloped Chen Yuan.

If it were an ordinary fifth-tier or even early sixth-tier awakener, under the sudden binding of this incantation, their movements would probably be momentarily halted.

However, Chen Yuan had been injected with a perfect-grade gene serum, and with the pulse power amplification from his battle suit, his strength was comparable to that of a mid-stage seventh rank.

In addition, his level of life and the strength of his soul far exceeded Yuanzhi's imagination.

The so-called binding force of the law acted on him like tiny vines trying to bind a runaway giant elephant, only causing the nanoparticle light around his body to fluctuate slightly, and his speed was almost unaffected.

"What's the point of these underhanded tactics?"

Chen Yuan's eyes were arrogant, and the dark red light of the Molecular Decomposition Sword in his hand surged again. With a simple horizontal slash, containing the terrifying power of disintegrating the origin of matter, he directly slashed towards Yuan Zhi's chest.

Yuanzhi was terrified. His strongest power of words had become ineffective, and in his haste, he could only desperately retreat backward.

"Pfft!"

The sword's edge grazed Yuanzhi's chest, drawing out a spray of hot blood.

"what!"

Yuanzhi let out a bloodcurdling scream as a terrifying wound appeared on his chest, deep enough to expose bone, its edges gleaming with dark red, corrosive energy. His body flew backward, his aura instantly weakening to the extreme, leaving only exhaled breaths and no inhaled ones. He was clearly critically injured and on the verge of death.

Chen Yuan sheathed his sword and stood still. He didn't even glance at Yuan Zhi, who was convulsing on the ground. His cold gaze swept over the disciples of the Discipline Hall who were frozen in place.

"The person I'm looking for isn't someone like you."

Chen Yuan said calmly, "Whoever blocks my way, I will kill."

If defeating Gangyi earlier demonstrated overwhelming strength, then instantly killing Yuanzhi, whose strength and methods were unpredictable, completely shattered the remaining hope and will to resist in the hearts of most monks.

This is not even a contest on the same level.

However, a few stubborn individuals, a few die-hard disciples of Yuanzhi, lost their minds in extreme fear and fanaticism, their eyes red, and charged at Chen Yuan wielding their monk's knives.

But they couldn't even get within ten meters of Chen Yuan.

"Humph!"

Mark snorted coldly. Although the End Watcher's mech had malfunctioned, his physical body took a step forward, and the kingly pressure crashed down like a tangible mountain.

The disciples who rushed over were immediately trapped in a quagmire, their movements sluggish, their breathing difficult, and they could barely hold onto their knives.

At the same time, Mo Cheng's figure swept past like the wind, his fists and feet landing on their joints and acupoints. Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking, the men screamed and fell to the ground.

Like a dancer in the dark night, Fei Xue moved nimbly, the back of her Shadow Blade wrist stab striking the wrists and ankles of the rebels, disabling their mobility.

Erica and Ran Bing resolved the situation without them having to lift a finger.

The remaining disciples of the Discipline Hall, along with the other monks who had been itching to make a move, were utterly terrified. They dropped their sticks and knives, their faces pale, and retreated, no one daring to make the slightest move.

“Amitabha Buddha... Everyone, please stop.”

As the sound rang out, a vast, gentle, and irresistible life force emanated from the direction of the temple.

The scene, which had been filled with shouts of killing, seemed to have been muted. All the monks stopped what they were doing, their faces showing reverence, and they all stepped back to make way for each other.

An old monk with a hunched back, wearing an old kasaya, and with white eyebrows and beard, slowly walked over.

He looked very old, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he walked with a limp, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

However, Chen Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

This old monk was Master Jinghui, the abbot of Yinshan Temple. The vitality emanating from him far surpassed that of anyone he had ever met, as unfathomable as an ancient tree that nurtures all things.

This force is the source of the field.

A purifying power, seemingly capable of cleansing all filth and calming all restlessness, quietly enveloped the entire area upon the arrival of the old monk.

The force gently brushed against Chen Yuan's body, and he immediately felt a strange discomfort.

The operation of the nanocore suit seemed to become more sluggish, not because it was being destroyed, but as if it was being permeated and enveloped by some warm power, giving the feeling of being cleansed and assimilated.

Even his own shadow and spatial abilities seemed to be subtly being "purified" and "reorganized."

This feeling wasn't purely malicious; it was more like a kind of... compulsive "treatment" and "correction," as if to bring everything about him into some pure, predetermined orbit.

Unsure whether the effects would be good or bad, alarm bells rang in Chen Yuan's mind. Almost instinctively, he immediately activated his own source essence, allowing shadow energy to circulate within his body. Spatial power formed a barely perceptible distortion barrier around him, doing his utmost to resist the all-pervasive, spring-rain-like purifying power.

This ability made Chen Yuan very unhappy. He thought to himself, "Is this guy a demonic monk?"

Master Jinghui's clear gaze passed over the many monks and finally landed on Chen Yuan, who stood holding a sword.

“I am the abbot of Yinshan Temple, my Buddhist name is Jinghui. This benefactor has an excessive amount of malevolent energy and is too bloodthirsty.”

The old monk spoke slowly, his voice filled with compassion, "Why let these hands be stained with more sins?"

Chen Yuan met Master Jinghui's gaze with indifference and without flinching: "What sins? Before judging others, shouldn't you cleanse the filth of your own household? I've heard that Hidden Mountain Pure Land is also a place that devours people. After the apocalypse, the evil of human nature was exposed. Those who fought me just now were definitely not good people, including myself."

Master Jinghui spoke up: “Anger is a demon in the heart. I know what you have said. The Buddha is compassionate and should give them a chance to repent. They have not had it easy either. Your methods are cruel and have sown evil seeds. Cause and effect are cyclical... Only by washing away your sins can you be liberated…”

Listening to this incessant, almost pedantic preaching, Chen Yuan said speechlessly, "Damn it, what are you babbling about? You bald monk, do you believe I'll beat you up?"

Chapter 264 The First Signs of a Global Crisis

"Stop, stop, that's enough. Are you chanting sutras in my presence?"

Chen Yuan interrupted sharply, gripping the hilt of the Molecular Disintegration Sword tightly in his right hand, really wanting to chop this guy to death with one stroke.

“Bald monk, your compassion is cruelty to the kind-hearted and cannot save the world. I, Chen Yuan, hate these kinds of words the most.”

Just as Jinghui was about to say something, a violent energy fluctuation, full of destruction and chaos, swept in from outside the Pure Land like a tsunami, outside Yinshan Temple.

The entire Hidden Mountain Pure Land trembled violently, rocks tumbled down, and trees swayed.

The sky seemed to be stained with an ominous scarlet.

Master Jinghui's expression changed drastically. For the first time, his usually calm face showed shock. He turned his head sharply to look in the direction from which the fluctuation came... about five kilometers away at the edge of the Pure Land.

The earth seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and enormous Mana flowers, with grotesque petals and flowing with viscous scarlet liquid, burst forth from the soil and bloomed wildly.

They were larger than any mana flower I had ever seen before, each one standing like a small mountain, with a heart-pounding vortex of energy concentrated at its center.

Even more terrifying, above these Mana flowers, a massive, dark red, constantly rotating vortex, over a kilometer in diameter, was forcibly torn apart.

Inside the Star Vortex lies unfathomable darkness and surging energy currents, seemingly connecting to the ultimate source of the Mana ecosystem.

"Roar--!!!"

“Ouch——!!!”

Terror is coming!

Accompanied by a roar that shook the heavens and earth and made the soul tremble, enormous figures, as large as mountains, slowly descended from the star vortex.

They were all Emperor-level Devouring Beasts.

These beings exist, generally exceeding 100 meters in height, with diverse forms, all radiating an aura of despair.

The Mountain-Shaking Emperor resembles a giant ape, its body covered in dark gold armor that looks like it has been forged through countless trials, with scorching scarlet steam emanating from its joints. A single punch from it is enough to shatter a small mountain peak.

The Skeleton Dragon looks like a serpentine bone dragon, its body made up of countless huge vertebrae connected together, its jagged bone spikes gleaming with an eerie light, and its mouth condensing shadowy breath powerful enough to melt alloys.

Corrupted Octopus King: A massive mass of flesh with many tentacles, at its core is a huge, heart-like seed of spiritual energy that beats continuously. Its waving tentacles are powerful enough to tear apart a warship.

Void Jellyfish King: Like a giant flying jellyfish, its translucent body is covered with dense compound eyes and energy absorption organs. Wherever it floats, even light is distorted and swallowed up.

There are also some even stranger beings, whose auras, without exception, reach a terrifying level of over the sixth rank.

Moreover, thanks to their vast life essence and the support of the Mana ecosystem, their physical defense and energy resistance are generally comparable to those of a seventh-tier early-stage powerhouse.

The simultaneous appearance of more than a dozen of these monsters created an oppressive atmosphere akin to the apocalypse.

These emperor-level beings have a clear goal: the Hidden Mountain Pure Land. Although their domains still exist, they only suppress monarch-level beings. For emperor-level beings, the suppression effect of these domains has been greatly weakened.

"This is troublesome. Mana's ecological will is retaliating."

Chen Yuan frowned and said that besides the Emperor-level beasts, he also saw a dense horde of Devouring Beasts, which had been summoned by the Emperor-level beasts. He wondered if this was only targeting this place or all the surviving human bases.

Although the effects of Jinghui's domain were still present, these emperor-level beings, despite the domain's purification effect, had already arrived at Yinshan Temple.

"boom!"

The Mountain-Shaking Emperor was the first to attack, his giant fist, like a meteorite, wrapped in tangible scarlet energy, slammed down.

The nanocore transformed into a giant shield in front of him, and Chen Yuanfei stepped forward to block the attack.

The clash of fists and shields was like two meteors colliding violently, instantly generating a terrifying shockwave that razed all the flowers, trees, and rocks within a hundred meters to the ground, turning them into dust.

The dark red crimson energy clashed violently with the energy circuit of the nanocore shield, annihilating each other and producing a teeth-grinding tearing sound.

Other Emperor-level Devouring Beasts also launched their attacks.

The skeletal dragon breathed shadowy air, the corrupted octopus king's tentacles lashed wildly, the Void Jellyfish King unleashed crimson lightning, and a creature resembling a one-eyed giant shot out beams of disintegration from its eyes...

"Don't think about it!"

Mark leaped up, amplifying his royal pressure to an unprecedented level. It was no longer just an area suppression, but a solid, invisible mental barrier that forcefully blocked the path of the shadow's breath.