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Chapter 1693 brings forth...the ancient treasure of military strategy!

Bang bang bang bang—! !

Four plumes of blood mist exploded from Ji Zai's body, making its already piercing wound even more fragmented.

Moreover, the four attacks landed in a rather tricky way. They didn't fall randomly, but rather they perfectly circled around the fish's tail. The four bloody holes intertwined with each other, almost severing its tail completely, leaving only bones and a small amount of flesh barely connected!

After the four attacks, which were infinitely close to those of demigods, were unleashed, the four towering figures of theatrical performers visibly began to dissipate. The theatrical foundation that constituted them had been burned out in this one strike... This was their last brilliance on the stage.

Four enormous, faceless figures stood silently in four directions, gently raising their hands and bowing to each other.

Their costumes, bearing the weight of history, fluttered in the wind; their towering figures vanished, and the mournful wind lingered in all directions.

They started from nothing, and they were fellow disciples...

Now, it's time to say goodbye.

These four colossal figures remained in a gesture of mutual respect as they slowly dissipated across the icy plain. The cold wind carried away every speck of dust from them, and in the darkness, one could almost hear their last lingering thoughts echoing in the wind.

I hope both the fifth brother and the junior brother will have smooth sailing...

Peace and safety.

……

The world of imaginary numbers.

The farmer slowly lowered his head, staring at the bloody hole that pierced his chest, a look of disbelief appearing in his dazed eyes.

slam-la-

Blood gushed onto the ground like a waterfall. He raised his head, wanting to say something, but the next second, his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees, crashing heavily onto the floor tiles.

In that instant, the formulas engraved on those floor tiles were passively activated, and the terrifying shockwave and explosion blasted his corpse into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not a trace behind.

In a dead and silent world,

A one-armed figure, draped in a blood-stained monk's robe, stumbled forward with each step.

He walked past the bloodstains left by the farmer on the ground, past the severed head of the Tower of Babel, past the corpses of the two eighth-level Pu family members nailed to the wall, past the remains of the butcher's knife that were now only half intact...

At the end of the street, a disheveled figure with white ash smeared on his nose was still coughing up blood with his head down.

"You... are indeed very capable."

"If I didn't have the imaginary world, I'm afraid I really would have died at your hands."

"If you had achieved divine self-realization and become a demigod... even without them, I would probably have died at your hands today."

"Unfortunately……"

"This time, fate is still on my side."

Lingxu Jun's weak voice rang out, but the clown no longer had a chance to speak. His lungs seemed to have been severely damaged, and he could only exhale continuously, making it extremely difficult to even utter a sound.

The clown's eyes were fixed on Lingxu Jun, filled with resentment and guilt...

He was unwilling to accept it because he had lost.

He felt guilty... because he hadn't been able to take care of that damned guy for his junior brother.

The white ash on Lingxujun's nose did not fade, and in the Imaginary World, he did not need to mobilize his abilities at all... He had already laid a large number of formulas here, which could be activated with just a thought.

This is why he was able to easily kill these eighth-tier opponents.

Lingxu Jun casually raised his hand, and a formula came hurtling from afar like a strike from outer space, precisely shattering the body of the clown in front of him!

Blood mist filled the air, and at such close range, even Lingxu Jun's monk's robe was completely stained with blood.

Lingxujun turned to look at the glass on the street. Through the reflection, he could see the white dust on his nose quickly fading away... eventually turning into a sesame seed-sized dot on the tip of his nose.

He touched the fine white ash with some confusion, seemingly not understanding why it hadn't disappeared directly. However, in any case, the ability that had originally sealed his power was gone.

Lingxujun glanced to the side, gently raised his hand, and a piece of skin pinned to the ground burst into scorching flames, shattering Hongxiu, who was about to regenerate a complete head, once again.

Before absolute power, immortality is nothing but a painful curse. No matter how many opportunities Hongxiu tries to resurrect, Lingxujun only needs one formula to bring her back to her original form.

Lingxu Jun slowly dispelled the imaginary world, and his figure returned to the ruins of Lingxu Mountain once again.

At this moment, Lingxu Mountain was already shattered by the battle just now. Even the ancient Lingxu Temple had collapsed, and the chessboard that was originally full of chess pieces was directly split in two from the center.

Lingxujun took a deep look at the ancient temple that had been reduced to ruins, and the next second, he coughed weakly again.

These attacks from the eighth-tier forces directly disrupted his recovery. His body, which had finally begun to improve, deteriorated again, even worse than after the battles with Lord Hongchen and Lord Wuji...

He never expected that the child with the white ash on his face could actually cooperate with the other eighth-level players and almost take his life.

However, now, basically all the enemies who could threaten his life have been dealt with...

Only...

Lingxujun's eyes narrowed slightly.

……

puff--

On the frigid, icy plain, Bai Ye, his face pale, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Under the influence of his severely depleted mental energy, Bai Ye gradually reached his limit. His ability to steal light gradually faded, and the mysterious boundary that compressed the light of the Disaster-Avoiding Lamp also began to dissipate...

An eerie light once again enveloped the icy world, where a colossal, riddled-with-holes black fish-like shadow struggled violently.

With the disappearance of the four Kings, the once massive team tasked with eliminating Ji Zai is now reduced to only three people...

Jiang Xiaohua wrapped Ji Zai's hand with bandages and refused to let go.

The lion that Sun Bumian had transformed into staggered up from the Black Sea and roared angrily.

Bai, whose mental energy was almost completely exhausted, stood aside, unable to even find a suitable opportunity to make a move...

"Damn!!"

"Why is this thing so hard to kill?!"

Sun Bumian's unwilling roar resounded from the body of the awakened lion.

As the main force in this siege against Ji Zai, Sun Bumian has been fighting desperately for far too long. Although he still has some accumulated strength from a thousand years of reincarnation, at this rate, they might not be able to kill Ji Zai even if they fight for another day...

If Ji Zai is still alive after he has used up all his reincarnation power, then they will have truly failed.

What other options are there...?

Is there any other way to kill this monster?!

Sun Bumian racked his brains, but no matter how he thought about it, the three of them, at their wits' end, could not completely kill Ji Zai, the greatest creature in both realms...

at this time,

A streak of cold light, seemingly appearing from nowhere, crossed the forbidden sea, pierced the edge of the icy world, and crashed down onto the shattered iceberg with a whoosh!

A deafening roar echoed through the sky!

A hurricane carrying an ancient, murderous aura swept across the area, and Sun Bumian was slightly taken aback. He subconsciously looked in that direction...

It was a broken halberd covered in rust.

At the end of the broken halberd, a band of blood-stained black cloth was wrapped around it... The black cloth danced wildly in the cold wind, and two lines of large characters written in blood came into Sun Bumian's view.

[Lure it here...]

[Ancient Military Strategy Collection!!]