Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 333 - 163: With My Broken Body, I Forge the Dragon Court!

Chapter 333: Chapter 163: With My Broken Body, I Forge the Dragon Court!

Every swing of the sword brought Fan Wubing abundant rewards.

This fat pig was constantly eating, and always the finest fodder. Though his cultivation was similar to Qin San’s, the blood energy within him was tenfold richer. But this fat pig lacked the ability to convert this blood energy into combat power, unable to defend his own flesh, he was simply waiting to be slaughtered!

Light and shadow flashed, and every swordstroke was bloody.

Fan Wubing’s speed was too fast, and it kept increasing. Within a breath, he could unleash hundreds of sword strikes. Each strike brought him nearly a hundred million points of blood profit.

Zhang Yi, on the other hand, was completely different. His mountain-like bulk had been whittled down to a tragic state.

He knew that Fan Wubing treated him entirely like a toy. His eyes were about to crack from hatred, and he could no longer care about anything else. His body suddenly shivered, "I curse your skin to burn like fire with mine, I curse your flesh to rot and melt like mine, I curse your bones to turn to dust like mine, I curse your body to be vaporized like mine!"

His skin was suddenly peeled off, turning into fragments;

His flesh suddenly melted into blood, flowing across the steps;

His bones suddenly shattered inch by inch, exploding like firecrackers;

His body instantly turned into nothingness.

This was the price he paid for the curse.

He cursed Fan Wubing to be vaporized.

Indeed, like Zhang Yi’s curse, Fan Wubing was swallowed by some irresistible great force.

Zhang Yi, with only his head left hanging in the air, watched this scene and laughed madly, "So what if you don’t kill me? So what if you don’t use Dao power? I can still curse you! It’s just that the price is bigger!"

"If I can ignore your curse once, I can ignore it a second time." A voice suddenly rang out.

"Who, who!" Zhang Yi looked around in fear.

A sword pierced into his head, avoiding all critical points, devouring his last bit of blood energy and cultivation.

Fan Wubing smiled at him, "My resurrection doesn’t only trigger once."

Zhang Yi looked at him in horror, but then suddenly thought of something, like grasping a lifeline, "You don’t dare kill me, you still don’t dare kill me!"

"Yes, I don’t dare, but—look over there, what is that?" Fan Wubing pointed ahead.

The void-blackness was continuously devouring everything.

This already unstable Abyssal Prison, after the earlier battles, started to collapse.

The void was about to engulf everything.

Despair filled Zhang Yi’s eyes.

Fan Wubing suddenly threw his head, now only bones, into the void-blackness. He was annihilated instantly.

"I didn’t kill you, the void did."

What a pity, because of that curse, he didn’t dare to devour the soul; otherwise, he could have used "Tongue Desire" to digest the Curse Dao.

That was an exceptionally rare Dao.

Qin San had also dealt with Luo Er long ago and had been watching the show for quite a while.

"Remarkable idea!" Qin San spared no praise, "Let the void kill him. He can’t curse the void." Qin San laughed so hard he was out of breath.

Fan Wubing didn’t see what was so funny, walked over, and picked her up.

Qin San asked in surprise, "Naughty brother, what are you doing!"

Fan Wubing laughed, "If we don’t escape, the void will swallow us too!"

"Then I should be holding you while we escape."

"No, no, no, right now my speed is much faster than yours. Hold tight, dear sister!"

Seizing the moment when "Heart Ablaze" passive hadn’t faded, Fan Wubing executed a Dragon Walk, directly crossing from the second tier of the Abyssal Prison to the gate before the fifth tier. No need for Soul-Guiding Incense, as the fifth tier had turned from the most unstable layer to the most stable one at this moment.

Standing before the enormous stone door, Fan Wubing set Qin San down.

Qin San’s heart was racing slightly, she glanced at Fan Wubing, then turned back to look at other parts of the Abyssal Prison. The collapse of space was suffused with a dreamy aura. It didn’t feel like the collapse of a high-rise building, giving a sense of destruction. Rather, it felt like the rules were being torn apart, the Dao being obliterated. Just like skimming fireworks, breathtakingly beautiful before disappearing.

"It’s gone. It’s all gone."

Fan Wubing said, "I wonder if the others managed to escape."

Qin San sighed, "Chen Si and Qi Wu might escape if they sensed something was wrong, but those prisoners will only be swallowed by the void. However, those who ended up here deserve it."

Fan Wubing smiled, "What about you, Princess Consort Ya?"

Qin San glared, "If you call me Princess Consort Ya again, don’t blame me for cutting ties with you!"

Fan Wubing placed his hands behind his head, walking toward the stone door, "Third Sister, you should gain some weight, holding you earlier, your bones poked me painfully."

"Rude! Do you think I don’t want to gain weight? It’s not like I can just wish it to happen!"

Fan Wubing laughed, "Once we’re out, I’ll treat you."

"You can treat it?"

"Of course I can."

Qin San glanced around, "But, how do we get out?"

Fan Wubing’s eyes gleamed, "Follow this path."

He pushed open the stone door, revealing a deep and winding path.

"This way leads out?" Qin San questioned suspiciously.

Fan Wubing’s eyes were somber, "Didn’t you say before that the essence of the Soul-Devouring Abyssal Prison is a corpse?"

"Yes."

"Then where is this corpse exactly?"

Qin San instinctively replied, "Zhezhu Lake."

Fan Wubing looked up, "But where does the void in Zhezhu Lake come from?"

Qin San was stunned. She realized she had never seriously thought about that question, just accepted it as normal. Indeed, how could the void exist in a world where space is complete?

"Could it be that the Great Li has a void crack!" Qin San was shocked.