Gao Wu: A centenarian old man, many children and good fortune! Chapter 011

After his blood-ghost transformation, Luo Wu, following a brief gasp, fixed his gaze, those eyes completely covered in crimson, like the most malevolent fiend clawing its way out of the abyss of hell, upon Xiao Yan, the only one still standing in the room, his aura as steady as a mountain.

The deep red veins on his body writhed and pulsed violently like living things, emitting a visible, viscous, and substantial aura of bloodlust!

This aura was chilling, violent, and filled with a sense of decay and destruction, even causing the surrounding air to distort and blur. The precise instrument screens in the testing room began to flicker uncontrollably, emitting “zzzz” sounds of electrical interference.

On the ground, fine cracks spread out like a spiderweb, centered on Luo Wu!

This was no longer just an increase in power; it was a fundamental distortion of his very life essence!

The pressure and speed exuded by Luo Wu, the Blood-Ghost Transformed General, absolutely far surpassed that of an ordinary newly promoted Transcendent First Grade! At this moment, he was a savage beast in human skin, with only the instincts of slaughter and consumption remaining!

The nauseatingly thick smell of blood mixed with desperate negative energy, like an invisible force field, heavily pressed down on everyone’s hearts.

The surviving security guard in the corner was almost suffocated by this terrifying aura! He looked at Luo Wu’s inhuman form, felt the malice that could tear souls apart, and the last trace of color drained from his face!

The instinct for survival made him use every last bit of strength to shout hoarsely at the black-haired man who stood calmly:

“Run! !”

“You’re no match for him!”

“He, he’s not human anymore! This is a blood-ghost transformed general!”

“Go! Run—!!”

The security guard’s voice was tearful and filled with utter despair.

In his opinion, although Xiao Yan had just saved Director Cheng and displayed extraordinary speed, it was likely some kind of explosive movement technique.

After all, Xiao Yan looked as if he had just crossed that threshold, perhaps barely reaching the strength of twelve thousand kilograms.

How could such a newly promoted Transcendent, with unstable foundations and perhaps even lacking Transcendent-level combat experience, possibly contend with this former general who had burned everything, gone completely mad, and whose power had surged to a terrifying degree?!

However, Luo Wu moved!

Ignoring the security guard’s shouts, the crimson figure shot out like an arrow from a bowstring—no, faster than an arrow! It almost left a blurry blood-red afterimage in place, carrying a suffocating blood-fiend gale, instantly traversing over ten meters to lunge directly at Xiao Yan!

He abandoned all the intricate techniques he once possessed as a general, leaving only the most primitive, most brutal, and most violent tearing and pouncing! Those ghostly claws, covered in deep red veins and with sharp, black nails, let out a piercing shriek that tore through the air, their target clear—to tear this prey, exuding an alluring life aura, into shreds!

But Xiao Yan still stood there, motionless!

As if he were scared stiff, or simply couldn’t react!

Seeing this, the security guard closed his eyes in despair, his facial muscles twitching, shaking his head weakly, muttering repeatedly:

“It’s over… it’s over… it’s all over…”

In his eyes, Xiao Yan was already dead.

This naive new Transcendent was simply no match for the berserk, blood-ghost transformed general…

But just as the crimson ghost claw was about to touch Xiao Yan’s face—

A terrifying glint suddenly burst forth from those eyes, which had been as calm as an ancient well!

Xiao Yan moved!

He stomped his right foot back half a step, his entire body rooted to the ground like a bedrock. His waist twisted instantly, and an aura, as solid as a mountain yet supremely fierce and overbearing, erupted!

The Transcendent energy within his body surged like a roaring river, frantically circulating along the unique meridian pathways of the “Military Dragon-Subduing Fist,” gathering unreservedly and at an unprecedented speed into his right fist!

His seemingly not particularly thick fist, at this moment, seemed to be enveloped by a solid, heavy, and dazzling golden glow! The surrounding air hummed violently, like a dragon’s roar, due to the high concentration of energy!

This was the first time since his breakthrough to Transcendent that he had truly unleashed all his power without reservation!

Terrifying power perfectly combined with the overbearing fist intent forged in mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

“Military Dragon-Subduing Fist”—Dragon Subduing Form!

No fancy techniques, no superfluous movements, just a simple, straightforward—

Straight punch! !

“Boom!!!”

Like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens exploding in the confined testing room!

Or like a volcano dormant for ten thousand years, now erupting with world-destroying fury!

Xiao Yan’s fist, striking later but arriving first, met Luo Wu’s violently pouncing crimson ghost claw with an unstoppable, majestic power!

The instant they made contact, there was no imagined stalemate, not even the slightest pause!

Crushing!

Irresistible!

On Xiao Yan’s fist, the supremely condensed, transcendentally transformed golden energy, as if it could purify all evil, was like a red-hot, sacred branding iron etched with demon-breaking runes, fiercely piercing into the filthy, decaying wood, instantly evaporating and annihilating the violent and chaotic crimson energy on Luo Wu’s ghost claw!

“Crack—!!!”

A grating, bone-splitting sound, like heavy hammers smashing fragile glass, emanated from Luo Wu’s arm, spreading like ripples of death instantly throughout all the bones in his body!

The grotesque, bulging deep-red veins on his body, like ice and snow melting under sunlight, or countless balloons being pricked, snapped and burst inch by inch! Dark red, indescribably foul-smelling blood splattered wildly in all directions like blooming death fireworks!

Luo Wu’s eyes, completely consumed by crimson and bulging from their sockets, suddenly froze! They were filled with extreme, unbelievable terror and unspeakable agony! He couldn’t even let out a dying shriek!

The incomparably overbearing, sun-like power from Xiao Yan’s fist, the moment it shattered all his defenses, poured into his body like a breached silver river from the nine heavens, unimpeded, instantly destroying his internal organs, meridians, and even every inch of bone, all of which had already been hollowed out by the blood-ghost technique and barely sustained by burning his life force!

“Bang!!!”

Luo Wu’s body, like a tattered sack hit head-on by a starship’s main cannon, shot backward like a cannonball, several times faster than he came!

While still in mid-air, the crimson on his body quickly receded as if a painted skin had been forcibly stripped away, revealing the withered, bone-dry, utterly lifeless corpse beneath, as if it had been instantly desiccated for a thousand years.

Finally, this body crashed heavily against the hard, thick alloy wall of the testing room, emitting an extremely dull thud. The alloy wall around the impact point even showed a clear human-shaped indentation!

Then, like a pile of rotten mud that had lost all support, it slid down the wall to the ground, completely silent.

The security guard was dumbfounded, his mouth slightly agape, but he couldn’t speak.

Instant kill!

A complete, undisputed, overwhelming instant kill!

One punch!

Just one punch!

A general whose strength had surged after blood-ghost transformation, becoming ferociously powerful, comparable to a Transcendent First Grade peak or even touching the threshold of the Second Grade, was utterly obliterated by this man in the most direct, most forceful, and most undeniably overbearing manner!

The entire testing room fell into a suffocating silence.

In the air, the thick smell of blood had not yet dissipated, but it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible, even more powerful aura.

Xiao Yan slowly retracted his fist, letting out a soft exhale. A white arrow of breath traced a clear path in the air, lingering for a long time.

Feeling the surging, yet perfectly controlled and harmonious, immense power within his body, his eyes were calm and profound, as if he had just casually swatted an annoying fly.

This was the power of the Transcendent.

This was the power he had painstakingly sought and waited for, for forty years!