Chapter 1330: Chapter 348: The Path of Breaking the Cocoon, the Way to Ascension

Discovering a special artifact with potential for rule promotion, Li Zheng was immediately intrigued.

But it was just interest.

Near the "Blood Stone Furnace" at the bottom of the valley, large numbers of sewn bodies and "Evil Gu Warriors" forged by the Blood Stone Furnace were active.

The Hunting Level of these sewn bodies generally ranged from Level 80 to Level 130.

Though the Evil Gu Warriors had relatively pure bodies and were future life vessels for the Evil Gu Insect Clan, their current Life Level was around 50.

They were all still in the testing phase.

Each batch of flesh casting was an optimization of life structure.

The Evil Gu Insect Clan wanted to use this method to create the most perfect life form.

Although he couldn’t absorb the rule, Li Zheng had already placed a map mark here, intending to come back when he was strong enough.

The hunting mission was not yet over.

He decisively withdrew from the Blood Stone Furnace area and explored the surrounding regions.

Hunting, combat, recovery... for the next few days, Li Zheng spent his time hunting and transitioning between locations.

However, his series of hunting actions attracted the attention of the Evil Gu Insect Clan, and under the control of the Insect King, more and more sewn bodies came to encircle him.

Li Zheng gradually felt the strain.

Just as he was about to retreat from this region and head to the outskirts to slow down the hunting pace, a sound of breaking wind came from the sky.

He suddenly turned his head to the sky, his pupils constricted sharply.

A huge, imposing sewn body was rapidly descending.

It had three heads, the left one being the enraged decayed head of a Reverse Tide Veteran, the right one belonging to a Compassion Clan priest, and the central one entirely carved from Blood Crystal, with twelve vertebrae spreading out like a peacock’s tail, each bony gap protruding barbed appendages.

Its torso seemed to be crudely forged from the bodies of dozens of strong beings from different races, with liquid blood-colored essence flowing between the muscle fibers.

Boom!

The ground shook as the monster landed in the valley.

It didn’t attack immediately, instead locking all six differently colored eyes on Li Zheng, its voice vibrating with metal scraping sounds from vocal cords encased in Blood Crystal:

"You... are... complete, we need you."

"Screw you!"

With Gang Qi attached to his body, Li Zheng’s response was a fierce punch.

Gang Wind gathered at his fist tip, forming a drill-like vortex, which hit solidly on the sewn body’s abdomen.

The power that could easily penetrate city walls only made the sewn body take half a step back; its liquid shell formed a perfect cushioning ripple at the impact point, even wrapping around Li Zheng’s fist.

Crack!

The sewn body’s chest suddenly cracked open, revealing rotating gear-shaped bone saws inside.

At the moment Li Zheng withdrew his hand, a terrifying force pressed down, causing the ground to jolt harshly and sink accordingly.

By then, the appendages on the monster’s back had already stabbed down like a torrential downpour.

Each appendage tip shimmered with energy of different attributes.

Thunder, ice, poison mist... as if hundreds of killing skills were stuffed into a single body during the battle.

Li Zheng showed no fear, activating his Battle Intent Soul characteristic.

At once, Gang Qi ran wildly, and he launched a punch imbued with Critical Strike Attribute.

Boom!

Both figures retreated simultaneously.

Li Zheng then activated a decomposition scan.

He discovered that the opponent was Level 117, yet fully capable of a fair fight.

Although he had not yet returned home to activate the "Tyrant Dharma Aspect" feature, he had assessed his combat power to be roughly at the Hunting Level of 120.

The sewn body attacked again.

Li Zheng decisively faced it, his Rune Weapon turning into golden boxing gloves, his fist colliding with the sewn body’s Bone Blade.

The ensuing shockwave shattered the rocky walls within ten thousand meters, forming web-like cracks.

His right arm’s muscles bulged, and Gang Qi surged through his veins like boiling magma, each punch unleashed with the dragon-roar-like sound of breaking the sky.

"Kill."

Two years of rigorous training, from brawling with thugs in a cafeteria to subsequent war combat skill practice.

Face-to-face confrontation had always been his forte.

He spun around, delivering a whip kick at the sewn body’s head, his leg wind tearing through the air, carving a trajectory in the blood mist.

The sewn body’s three heads leaned back simultaneously, the eye sockets of the Blood Crystal head erupting crimson rays, clashing with Li Zheng’s Adamant Kickforce.

Boom!

A blinding flash exploded, and Li Zheng was flung back from the recoil, twisting his body mid-air to adjust his stance, his feet gouging two charred grooves in the rock wall.

Yet before he could land, the ground suddenly burst open, and another sewn body emerged from underground.

This one was even more menacing, its torso pieced from various Fierce Beast remnants, its back extending six spike-filled tendrils, each ending embedded with a rotating eyeball.

It opened its giant mouth, unleashing a concentrated corrosive Energy Cannon.

Li Zheng’s pupils contracted sharply, his palms overlapped, condensing Gang Qi into a thick Blood Shield in front of him.

As the Energy Cannon hit the Air Shield, his boots plowed two deep furrows in the ground; the skin of his entire arm cracked, blood dripping down his wrist.

"There’s more?!"

At that moment, yet another sewn body descended from the sky.

This one was slender, exuding a terrifying Spiritual Pressure, revealing upon decomposition scan to be fused from the remains of several Spirit Cultivators.

Its Hunting Level reached 135.

Its fingertips were entwined with talisman-like azure threads; raising its hand, it cast a Forbidden Spirit Power down.

Li Zheng let out a furious roar, his Battle Intent Soul burning to the limit, the multiplied Gang Qi forming crimson fiery flames, stubbornly resisting the binding of the Array.

He suddenly stomped the ground, propelling himself like a cannonball towards the nearest sewn body, his fists, elbows, knees, and shoulders transforming into killing weapons, each collision erupting into a mass of blood mist.