Chapter 2843: Chapter 2838: Transgression

In the martial arts world, apart from force, one must adeptly utilize the rules.

Compared to overt rules and hidden rules, this kind of unbreakable law could truly be regarded as an enhanced supreme edition; not mastering it would be a real pity.

Though its effect is so good, it is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Fu Qian’s strategy was actually quite simple, exploiting the opponent’s weakness of not liking to think, stealthily aiding them by putting up an umbrella during the skirmish.

This could both test whether the laboratory’s code still worked, and if it did, it could also add a dimension-reducing strike.

The result proved that even as the laboratory was on the brink of annihilation, the codex’s sensitivity remained high, and it continued to be strictly enforced as usual.

It was even a bit too strict—just by putting up an umbrella for a few seconds, a character at the Divine Envoy Level directly encountered torturous suffering, visibly on the verge of collapse.

Maybe it was due to the sloppy code itself, but wasn’t it somewhat too severe?

Crash!

Not only did Fu Qian not take advantage to pursue, but in that moment, the sky-full of blade-like tentacles quickly scattered, allowing the clustered flowers to swiftly exit the umbrella’s state.

Frankly, this move would only work against such opponents, who lacked not only alertness but also agility.

But looking on the bright side, it seems that one needn’t worry about these issues anymore in the future.

As it was, there was no curing the situation; as the giant umbrella quickly dispersed, the condition of the clusters of flowers did not improve at all.

The flesh and blood spraying madly from the cracks had surged like a flood discharge.

The exploding lightning arcs had even ignited fires, consuming itself crazily.

And it wasn’t just fire; the body, which had barely maintained balance, was now devouring itself.

Tearing, wrapping, spewing... all sorts of indescribable organisms were frantically searching for reasons to exist, vividly demonstrating what true fratricide is.

The only pity in this tragic scene was that Fu Qian examined it all from beginning to end but still failed to find a new crystal fragment.

...

Indeed, one can’t always rely on unexpected by-products for surprises; one must aim to grasp the principles more thoroughly.

Cling—

Not feeling too disappointed, Fu Qian casually flicked away a piece of nearly crystalline bone, putting a coda on this cross-level confrontation.

The conclusion even seemed quite complete: the opponent could no longer maintain even the form of a slime monster but had completely collapsed, while Fu Qian paid only a small price—such as sprouting.

Gazing down at himself, Fu Qian noted that even the full-metal bandages couldn’t cover it, with tender shoots of various colors emerging through the gaps.

Even as the bandages spun, the blades atop them sheared them row by row, yet they couldn’t stop new ones from emerging.

[The highest level of corrosive power is always life]

Facing this scene of endless life, Fu Qian was even reminded of the note on his ’Wriggling Seed’ ability.

All in all, the clustered flowers did have some battle results too.

His body was now covered with the "poison" from their counterattack.

Although somewhat unfortunate, he considered himself somewhat of an expert in detoxification and only needed to switch his halo to the Return Edict—

Fu Qian didn’t switch it and even in that moment canceled his fingertips, merely observing the surroundings and silently recalling the laboratory’s former layout.

Had Old Master Lu hidden it too well?

The series of conflicts along the way, coupled with the eventual annihilation of the clustered flowers, meant the entire laboratory had faced complete destruction.

Perhaps it hadn’t completely turned to ashes, but even the remnants were hard to find.

Thus at this moment, anything around was visible at a glance.

It wasn’t just the areas sealed off by Old Master Yibu, but even the White Tower, a landmark building of the archipelago, was clear under the night sky.

Of course, theoretically speaking, it only counted as a graphic; this dream should still be quite limited, confined to the laboratory area.

Until now, the White Tower and its surrounding areas had shown no movements as a proof.

Otherwise, with the sky full of fireworks in the front, even outsiders could spot the danger, it would be hard to resist coming out to watch the commotion.

Yet in this rubble-strewn area, where not even a cat could hide, Old Master Lu and the others had completely vanished.

...

They couldn’t have just run away, could they?

Though the deterministic action of the two-headed Human-Demon turning and leaving was indeed resolute, would they abandon their hard-earned stronghold directly?

For Fu Qian, this development seemed excessively hasty.

Not to mention, he hadn’t even gained much upper hand earlier.

Given his relationship with Old Master Lu and the others, could they restrain themselves from lurking around to watch him being beaten?

All in all, although the two-headed Human-Demon quickly vanished, Fu Qian still tended to believe they had concealed themselves again in a way similar to how they did initially.

Even during the entire exchange just now, he was prepared for a surprise attack at any moment.

Yet until the dust settled, the two old masters remained exceptionally composed.

Under scrutiny now, the whole dream was silent as a mouse.

As if this once-otherworldly paradise, after a round of ravaging by a villain, was losing its vitality and quickly dying.

"Hehe... fleeing so quickly."

At that moment, to be more fitting to the scene, Fu Qian, though not laughing evilly, was coldly flexing his left hand.

As if he had just annihilated a whole family, spending merely two fingers in the process.

The only slight regret is perhaps the fact that two little fish got away.

"It’s a pity—do they really think they could deceive me with such minor tricks?"

But just perhaps.

Normally, Fu Qian should be walking away arrogantly now, finding a place to wait quietly for the opponent to master their Divine Skill and come for vengeance, but in the next moment, he displayed a vengeful spirit’s demeanor.

The scene shifted sharply, and at that moment, the sky-full of blade-like tentacles moved once again.

Stretching, rotating, tearing through the night sky... within a blink, they added a hellish aspect to this shattered dream.

But instead of weaving another sun or umbrella, the tentacles extended while slowly lifting Fu Qian’s body, like an alternative elevator.

Thus, he soared over the height of the former laboratory and even the White Tower, the highest point of the archipelago...

Whoosh—

As someone who had visited Bai Jinting’s office, just as Fu Qian was arrogantly overlooking everything, confirming that he had surpassed that place’s altitude, finally something happened.

It was as if an invisible needle descended from the sky, piercing through the tentacle-wrapped body from head to toe, leaving staggering injuries.

Of course, Fu Qian knew there was no needle, just as he knew it wasn’t an ambush by Old Master Lu and the others.

The change before his eyes was simple; he had once again violated the White Tower Codex.

[Above the archipelago, no one is allowed to exceed the height of the White Tower]

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