Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Among the waves, an eye slowly opened, followed by the second, the third, the fourth.

Countless eyes opened in the bloodied water, gazing at the last survivor of the struggle with curiosity and delight—as if looking at a new toy.

The two became rigid on the spot.

Lu Feng swallowed hard: "Little Ji..."

"Hmm?"

"That move you made, can you, again..."

"No more, all gone."

Ji Jue's expression twitched, "Even if I find something to kill myself with again, the car is gone!"

The only truck had been wrecked by him, so what could he do even if he activated the survival protocol? Could he even wiggle his fingers and transform into a Cybertron robot?

At this moment, his vision was once again covered by innumerable pop-ups.

[Active Mutated Spirit detected, signs of Mutated growth emerging]

[Warning, Active Mutated Spirit indexes rising, reached contamination limit]

[Warning, contaminant source rapidly approaching, Mutated Pollution protection initiated, initiation failed, error, error, error—]

[Error]

Ji Jue was nearly gasping with frustration and wanted to pull out that Husky meme with an accusing finger to ask this damn watch, besides reporting errors, what could you do?!

Completely forgetting it was him who relied on the watch's spiritual extraction and the emergency survival protocol to barely make it this far.

Now, crying out to the 'watch big bro' or 'watch grandpa' was useless, too.

From the hoarse laughter, a hunched figure gradually emerged from the bloodied water.

Skinny and short, resembling a skin-wrapped skeleton, but those pitch-black eyes scanning over brought a chill to the soul.

Just like that, the blurry figure stepped out of the blood, bent down, picked up the remaining head from Zhu Hong's remains, examining the expression frozen in the last instant, leisurely running fingers over the crevices filled with ferociousness and despair.

Merely uttering a soft laugh:

"For a 'Fetus', your potential was truly marginal; although given time, with that greed and ruthlessness, you might not have been unable to bear some poisonous and nefarious fruits.

Unfortunately, at most, you were just at this level.

I had already abandoned hope but didn't expect—today to have such a delightful accident—"

Those pitch-black eyes turned toward the two intruders who were tiptoeing backward, gazing at Ji Jue, the blurry face seemingly contorting into a smile, full of joy and appreciation:

"Truly, such talent and fair looks."

That near salivating, thirsty gaze.

Just being stared at by those eyes had Ji Jue beginning to shiver uncontrollably.

Damn, what a creep!

Other villains would make their entrance with a laugh to the sky, haha, and then effortlessly crush whoever dares to kill their subordinates, but you're the only one staring at a pretty boy like me with shining eyes and a heart racing with affection and fondness...

This is frightening as hell!

At this moment, the undulating blood suddenly rose, interweaving into a monstrous nine-fingered hand, suddenly reaching out toward Ji Jue, scaring him to the point his face turned pale:

"Big brother, I'm not selling my body; you've got the wrong person!"

The bloody hand paused.

On that corpse-like face, the smile seemed to stiffen for a moment, cementing Ji Jue's certainty and understanding: Shit, you're really after me!

But 'unfortunately,' that was not the case—

He hadn't even noticed what Ji Jue was saying.

Amidst the opening and closing of countless eyes, what they gazed upon was beneath Ji Jue's feet, where a faint crystal glow began to emerge from the spreading pool of blood... like a seed germinating, growing.

A crystal flower, clear and transparent, grew from the concrete and stones.

Like a nail, it wedged itself into the blood, preventing it from stretching forward any further.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze right there.

Everything was arrested in this abrupt change.

The only thing echoing in the air was a distant, long sigh.

"But finally... I've caught you!"

Above ground, in front of the noisy and chaotic nightclub, the figure leaning against the motorcycle and smoking sighed, flicked the ash from her hand, turned around, her long hair flying in the wind.

The flashing neon lit up her cheeks and the cruel smile curling at the corner of her mouth.

Just like that, she raised her hand, reaching over great distances and layers of barriers, barely enveloping the hunched figure in the blood, and then—clenched her fingers tight!

Boom!!!

The earth trembled, buildings cried out in deafening noise; in the enclosed, foul-smelling parking garage, suddenly countless crystal shards grew out of thin air, extending, converging, as if forming a giant tree, growing upwards, burrowing downwards.

Piercing through!

Effortlessly tearing through material obstacles and the blood-colored backlash, the myriad of eyes and the blood were ground to dust, and then, the sounds of breaking floorboards came rapidly, the tall, slender figure fell from where she stood, downwards.

In a flash, she plummeted to the bottom layer of the parking garage.

In the flickering dim light, amid the pervasive dust, a not-so-gentle smile appeared, looking down at the corpse in the blood: "These days, you Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony's pieces of shit dare to show your faces in Cliff City?"

"Transcend Rank—"

At this moment, the joy and mockery on the corpse-like face vanished, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The vast parking garage was now filled with spreading blood and countless magnificent crystal trees, the dazzling crystal light and sanguine hues clashing fiercely.

Just the whirlwind that was raised was enough to send Ji Jue and Lu Feng, who had been cowering to save their lives, flying.

Amidst the gale and shrapnel, the two horrified men fell to the ground, exchanged a glance, and then—simultaneously headed towards the exit.