Chapter 213: What It Means to Be Unable to Live or Die!
Ignoring the recovering Eternal King, Zhang Yangqing ascended the steps and sat upon the throne.
It had to be said, the Eternal King knew how to enjoy himself. This genuine leather throne truly appealed to Zhang Yangqing.
Sitting on it, one could feel the warmth emanating from the genuine leather.
The ferocious beast that had been skinned for this was likely a creature capable of moving freely in snowy terrain.
Much like an arctic weasel, consuming its flesh might grant a certain degree of cold resistance.
And this genuine leather also possessed special effects.
This stage was actually a bonus level, offering many reward items.
But as for daring to treat the Eternal King’s throne itself as a reward item, probably across the entire Strange Tales world, only Zhang Yangqing would do such a thing.
With the roof gone, the blizzard blew into the great hall, and the temperature inside began to drop.
Zhang Yangqing rested his chin on his hand, leaning to one side, his body enveloped in a hazy, ethereal glow.
It was unclear whether it was the swirling snow or the divine light, but it lent him an air of mystery.
With every gesture, he seemed to command the very elements.
Coupled with his peerless, divine appearance.
Just sitting there, he exerted immense pressure on all the young supernatural talents watching from beyond the great screen.
They were pressed down, unable to rise, forced to look up in awe.
Beneath Zhang Yangqing’s gaze lay ruins and the remnants of corpses, while behind him was the supreme throne.
A breathtakingly beautiful picture of the Heavenly Master pacifying the mountain unfolded.
In front of the Dragon Country’s big screen, countless people were frantically taking screenshots.
Many of Zhang Yangqing’s fans loved using his pictures as wallpapers.
There were even some rumors that if one had nightmares or encountered strange phenomena, hanging Zhang Yangqing’s picture by the bed would surely terrify any ghost.
Ideally, one could go to Mount Longhu and get Zhang Yangqing’s signature on it.
Then you wouldn’t need to fear ghosts; you could even chase them if you saw them.
It was unknown if it was true, but many people had started doing this.
Inside the Strange Tales world, Zhang Yangqing watched with great interest as the Eternal King revived.
These bizarre creatures had various ways of reviving.
Some had black threads appear at the severed ends of their body parts, constantly pulling and stitching the pieces back together to resurrect.
Some grew new bodies from their main parts, though this was rare; even Zhang Yangqing hadn’t seen it many times.
Then there was the Eternal King’s method. His body had been blown into too many fragments, so countless scattered particles gathered and coalesced.
The Eternal King was a special existence among hidden ghosts, and his revival time seemed much shorter than others.
Before long, he had restored his once invincible and arrogant form.
This was the pride of the Eternal Clan. Except for being devoured, they could not be killed.
When the Eternal King’s vision began to clear and he saw Zhang Yangqing, it was as if he wanted to tell him: Bet you didn’t expect me to be back!
But Zhang Yangqing showed him what a real surprise was.
Zhang Yangqing merely flicked his finger slightly, and the golden light from the sky descended once more.
The Eternal King’s head exploded again, brains scattering everywhere.
Zhang Yangqing knew the Eternal King was unconvinced. After all, if they couldn’t win, they could just shamelessly revive.
If that was the case, then he would kill him until he submitted.
Repeating this ten times, the Eternal King lost his temper.
Every time he revived, the golden light above seemed to have a homing device, piercing right through him.
After twenty repetitions, the Eternal King wanted to beg for mercy.
After all, an immortal body didn’t mean he didn’t suffer or feel no pain.
The sensation of having his brains splattered everywhere, dying and coming back to life, was something even the Eternal King found hard to get used to.
Zhang Yangqing wasn’t about to indulge him. He kept killing, utterly unconcerned with his feelings.
Hurry up and revive. I preferred that arrogant, unyielding attitude you had earlier.
On the thirty-seventh attempt, before the golden light could even descend…
Using every ounce of his strength, the Eternal King threw himself to his knees first, tears streaming down his face, and said, “Big brother, please stop killing me, alright? I know I was wrong!”
He had never been this humble in his entire life. Even facing the Angel, he had dared to trade blows.
But the one before him now made him feel a profound sense of powerlessness from the depths of his soul.
He felt that even if the other party just stood there and let him attack, he probably still couldn’t win.
Once he realized this, the Eternal King understood he was only falsely invincible; the other was truly invincible.
Seeing the Eternal King kneel and admit defeat, Zhang Yangqing yawned and said, “I want to know where you sealed the Angel.”
Hearing this, the Eternal King was dumbfounded. He had thought it was an enemy coming for revenge.
After all, the Eternal Clan had offended too many and were hated by many; being attacked was commonplace.
But this was the first time he had heard someone use such a reason to assault him.
The Eternal King said somewhat helplessly, “Big brother, if you wanted to know that, you could have just asked. Why kill me so many times?”
Zhang Yangqing replied, “I felt like it. Is that not allowed?”
With that, golden light descended, and Zhang Yangqing killed him once more.
This time upon reviving, the Eternal King had learned his lesson—no talking back!
He had merely complained once and died again.
As the major boss of this Strange Tales instance, the Eternal King truly died in humiliation.
Seeing the Eternal King was now tamed, Zhang Yangqing withdrew the golden light.
He just needed to wait for his teammates to appear to proceed with the next steps.
Although the Eternal King didn’t know what Zhang Yangqing was waiting for, he didn’t dare speak.
Just then, several members of the Eternal Clan suddenly rushed in through the entrance, urgently reporting to the Eternal King, “Chieftain, it’s terrible! Powerful intruders appeared just now!”
The Eternal King rolled his eyes at them, then glanced at Zhang Yangqing sitting on the throne, as if to say: You’re telling me? He’s already killed me dozens of times!
Having lived this long, this was the first time the Eternal King felt so speechless.
He even suspected these clansmen had seen him being abused and hadn’t dared to come in.
Only when the other side had stopped venting his anger did they hypocritically come to report.
The exposed Eternal Clan subordinates also lowered their heads awkwardly, not daring to meet the Eternal King’s eyes.
The Eternal Clan were immortal, not stupid.
Even if an enemy killed them one by one, they could swarm and exhaust the enemy through sheer numbers.
But this guy wiped them all out in an instant, a complete and utter annihilation. Who would dare offend him?
Zhang Yangqing had no intention of getting involved in Eternal Clan affairs, letting the Eternal King handle his own people.
He just instructed the Eternal King to order his clansmen not to obstruct the climbing team.
Not long after, Zhang Yangqing’s teammates appeared. The Goateed Captain had obtained the White Feather Clan’s sacred relic.
The other teammates seemed not to have gained much, as if they hadn’t accomplished anything significant.
The Man with the Slicked-Back Hair had found the location of the dungeon, but since Zhang Yangqing didn’t need to rely on the Dean and the ‘Human’s’ power, he paid them no mind.
At this stage, the Magic Book had initially thought Zhang Yangqing would beg it to lift the seal.
Having been a stepping stone for so long, it also wanted Zhang Yangqing to experience the feeling of asking for a favor.
Just like other Chosen Ones had begged it.
It had even thought of making things difficult for Zhang Yangqing, returning all the suffering it had endured these past days.
Who would have thought Zhang Yangqing simply didn’t need to lift the seals on the others?
So in the end, the Magic Book’s only use was as a bed prop and fire starter.
Daring to play like this, probably only Zhang Yangqing.
With the reward items for this stage obtained, the next step was to complete this instance’s hidden mission: eliminate the Angel.
Some Chosen Ones here had deduced a theory: if the Angel was destroyed, it could resolve this world’s pollution crisis.
Once the Angel perished, the Eternal Clan would leave this place, returning the territory to the Feather Clans.
Both Rahman and Gregorio were led by the Dean. The Dean only had a method to sense the Angel, not an accurate one.
They needed to search step by step, not daring to advance into some dangerous areas.
But Zhang Yangqing was led by the Eternal King, who had sealed the Angel, so there were fewer troubles.
After all, the Angel was sealed by the Eternal King using an over-rank magic spell; he knew the precise location.
Setting out from the Eternal Clan’s settlement, after half an hour’s journey, Zhang Yangqing arrived at a crystal ice canyon.
It was magnificent and vast, surrounded by ice crystals solidified into a substantial state.
According to the Black Feather Clan Chieftain, these were ‘ever-ice,’ frozen for nearly thousands of years.
The Eternal King had borrowed this power to weaken the Angel’s abilities before sealing it here.
Actually, here, the Eternal King played a trick. He didn’t tell Zhang Yangqing about the pollution.
He was waiting for Zhang Yangqing to get contaminated so he could counterattack.
But he didn’t show it.
Before them was a massive ice sculpture, similar in style to those at the entrance of the Eternal Clan.
Because it was frozen by the ever-ice, which itself was a tremendous defense.
So to kill the Angel, one must first release it, let the Angel break free from its restraints.
Rahman and Gregorio needed the Magic Book’s power to undo the seal.
Zhang Yangqing had no such trouble. Since the Eternal King sealed it, he could undo it himself.
The moment the seal was lifted, everyone witnessed a bizarre scene.
The sound of shattering glass echoed through the crystal ice canyon.
Next, a massive burst of energy erupted around the statue, directly blowing away the weaker individuals nearby.
Slowly, a giant eyeball appeared in the sky, without any bodily structure—just a massive eyeball.
The eyeball’s diameter was about twenty meters. The outer layer was just skin, and it kept blinking unnervingly.
Another gust of fierce wind attack, and six snow-white wings unfurled behind the eyeball.
Like a six-winged angel, the wings were also covered with large eyes.
The eeriness lay in the fact that these eyes weren’t all looking in the same direction; each seemed to look wherever it pleased.
The Angel’s wings resembled the strange infant modeling the Chosen Ones had seen in the Nameless Mountain Village.
According to Gregorio, this thing wasn’t an angel, just a suture of bizarre creatures.
It was a monster created by the Sanatorium Dean, who had stitched together many ghosts to mimic an angel’s form.
As a Cardinal, Gregorio did not recognize such a being. He planned to team up with the ‘Human’ to kill this so-called Angel.
Why didn’t Gregorio act recklessly? He wasn’t afraid of the Angel; he feared the pollution.
Because pollution was written in the rules, not just in the intelligence.
That meant this so-called ‘Angel’ possessed a certain degree of rule-based power.
Therefore, Gregorio followed the rule’s hint, telling everyone to leave while he and the ‘Human’ teamed up to fight the Angel.
Don’t underestimate him; he could fight even with his eyes closed.
Rahman had to rely on the Human fighting solo.
If the Human couldn’t defeat the Angel, then they could only run.
But he had a special mission: to kill the Dean.
Since the Angel was created by the Dean, the Dean might not want the Angel to die and could potentially help the Angel fight the Human, which would greatly affect Rahman’s clearance.
Even if the Dean eventually changed his mind, didn’t attack the Human, or help the Angel, to be safe, Rahman decided to kill the Dean first.
If he waited until the Dean made a decision, it would put him in a passive position.
If Rahman guessed correctly, the Doctor had special rules preventing him from killing the Dean, so Rahman had to do it.
When they arrived, Rahman wrote on the white card to pass information to his other teammates.
This avoided being overheard by the Dean. The other teammates understood.
While the Dean was staring at the Angel, the climbing team suddenly launched a vicious sneak attack.
Being close, a sudden surprise attack meant even if the Dean had some skills, he couldn’t withstand being stabbed through the heart.
Looking at the bloodied blade protruding from his chest, the Dean never dreamed these temporary teammates would betray him.
“Save… save me…”
When the Dean called to the Doctor for help, the Doctor nearby pretended not to hear, turning his head away.
Only then did the Dean realize they were in cahoots!
As more weapons were plunged into his body, the Dean’s consciousness gradually faded. He looked reluctantly at the distant Angel; it was like his child.
Unfortunately, he could no longer take care of his child.
Gregorio and Rahman had set out earlier, so they were already at this stage.
Zhang Yangqing set out later and only now arrived belatedly.
The Eternal King, that old schemer, stared directly at the Angel as he undid the seal.
Giving the impression that looking at the Angel was fine.
After all, the Eternal Clan wouldn’t be affected by the pollution interference.
Once the bizarre creature called the ‘Angel’ ascended into the air, the other teammates, unaware of this rule, stared directly at it.
Zhang Yangqing also looked. Soon, he felt a rule-based power trying to disrupt his mind. His attributes were high, so his resistance was relatively strong.
But his teammates around him seemed to be having strange reactions.
Zhang Yangqing swept a glance and had a feeling of ‘so it really is it.’
The teammates who showed no reaction were naturally the ones who had already devoured an Eternal Clan member.
The old schemer Eternal King, seeing the climbing team’s reaction, knew they were affected.
From the corner of his eye, he watched Zhang Yangqing, hoping he would also show abnormalities. Then he could kill Zhang Yangqing and reseal the Angel.
That was the Eternal King’s little scheme.
But his little scheme seemed to have been guessed by Zhang Yangqing, who gave him a benevolent smile.
No hurry dealing with you. Just you wait.
Even if Zhang Yangqing was somewhat confused now, dealing with the Angel required no effort at all.
He simply reached out and grabbed at the air. The Angel seemed to be clutched by an invisible giant hand, unable to move.
As Zhang Yangqing clenched his fist, the scene of the eyeball exploding left a deep impression on many viewers.
The Angel’s large eyeball was crushed, a torrent of blood gushing out like a bloody waterfall.
The small eyes on the wings also burst open one by one.
Until Zhang Yangqing squeezed it into a shriveled strip, then with a flick of his finger, it turned to dust.
It can be said that even the mighty angels are no match for the absolute power of Zhang Yangqing.
Even the Eternal King swallowed hard. If he didn’t have an immortal body, he’d probably end up the same way.
Here, the Eternal King still held a sliver of hope. If Zhang Yangqing didn’t see through his scheme, or if Zhang Yangqing knew he couldn’t be killed and didn’t want to bother, he might still be okay.
At worst, he’d just be killed a few more times to vent anger. He’d accept that.
At this moment, he still hadn’t realized the severity of the situation.
Zhang Yangqing activated the skill Clarity given by the Strange Tales world.
Clarity: Can remove all contamination from oneself or a single living being once. Cooldown: 24 hours.
Then his gaze fixed on the Eternal King, who was all smiles.
But the next second, Zhang Yangqing’s eyes turned sharp, his gaze cold and stern.
As if looking at a fool, he gently pressed one hand downward.
The climbing team members present only felt it hard to breathe, especially the Eternal King, who was rendered completely immobile, as if pressed down by someone.
Above the sky, golden light shone universally.
A massive Five-Fingered Golden Mountain majestically appeared on the horizon.
As Zhang Yangqing’s hand fell.
The Five-Fingered Golden Mountain descended from the sky.
Everyone nearby seemed small and insignificant in the face of this Five Fingers Golden Mountain.
Especially the Eternal King. He wanted to run but couldn’t take the first step.
BOOM!
With a tremendous roar, the nearly invincible Eternal King of this world was firmly pinned beneath the Five-Fingered Golden Mountain, unable to move.
Zhang Yangqing’s icy voice echoed through the crystal ice canyon.
“Sealing you for five hundred years is your punishment for trying to be clever in front of me!”
So what if you’re immortal? Today I’ll show you what it means to be unable to live or die!
Wasn’t that monkey played the same way back then?
The Eternal King, crushed beneath the Five-Fingered Golden Mountain, felt his heart turn cold. Had he known it would be this miserable, he wouldn’t have played dirty!
Five hundred years… how will I live through these five hundred years!
