I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 808 - 470: The Legendary Undying Mad Martial (Part 2)

Death isn't so bad.

Living without memory is too painful.

Don't even know who I am.

But trying to kill me will come at a cost.

Small Knife moved, determinedly thrusting a fist forward.

But it was too late, immediately.

Under the Mountain-Breaking Strike, half the head and body shattered.

This time, there's no coming back.

The spontaneously protective Guardians sighed.

More so with envy, wishing they could die in such combat; it would be the best end.

They sighed, not for the opponent's death,

but because this young one truly was a Demon, finally breaking through the foolish Mountain-Breaking Strike's Martial Arts Consciousness; if Undying, he would surely rise again.

But alas, there is no more chance.

However!

At this level of death, normally a Spiritual Object indeed cannot heal.

But it doesn't include the Sixth Realm.

For this plan to spend a cycle of sixty years, in a trial of memory suppression,

Small Knife naturally pulled strings, purchased, and exchanged for Sixth Realm Spirit Liquid.

It's more inclined towards restoration.

After all, Spirit Liquid comes in many varieties, with different traits.

One portion of Spirit Liquid can heal Sixth Realm severe injuries, saving at least a thousand years of recovery time.

Even among Sixth Realm Spiritual Objects, it's quite valuable.

Small Knife paid a hefty price, over a million Five Realms Spirit Corpses, to exchange from a Demon Dao powerhouse.

This portion, a small cluster, can only let a Sixth Realm powerhouse recover injuries, saving a thousand years of time.

But divided, it amounted to a hundred drops.

Now, with just one drop, in his Personal Space, Heavenly Dao Consciousness always monitoring, instantly, a drop of Sixth Realm Spirit Liquid appeared within the shattered body of Small Knife.

The place where the lower half was most intact.

The Spirit Liquid was instantly absorbed by the half-eaten body.

Then, an incredible thing happened.

The incomplete half-body sprouted a large number of granulations at a visible speed, growing rapidly like a monster, recovering.

This left everyone present dumbfounded.

Just silently, watching as he grew back completely.

The scattered flesh, eye, and head fragments, still so real.

"Roar!"

Not enough.

Come again, Small Knife roared, like avenging a father's murder, pouncing fiercely.

This is the Undying Mad Martial, fearless of life and death.

Although the loss of memory subconsciously still influences him, fearless of death, cultivating such a unique Martial Dao Will.

Of course, it's all extrapolated in the Personal Space, forming the easiest path, with the highest success rate.

But the opponent doesn't know that.

As a Demon, his natural talent far exceeds Small Knife, always smooth sailing, though experiencing failure, never so unspeakable,

Anyway, at this moment, the silly move he couldn't fully grasp yet, broke him, and without realization, it would take three years to recover.

This, this doesn't matter.

What matters is, his killing move failed.

That invisible aura.

Was the Martial Dao Will of the Undying Mad Martial attacking, taking advantage while he was in disbelief, in a daze, shattered his confidence.

Broke the Martial Arts Consciousness he just started forming.

In an instant, he couldn't exert even thirty percent of his power.

Not to mention the severe injuries.

Bang!

The thought of surrendering emerged, and he was immediately punched out of the ring.

Sighs arose.

These were from the Guardians.

He knew, this Demon was ruined.

Although a Demon, he was ultimately young, not having the tempered, immortal Martial Dao Will.

Now broken, already ruined.

Whether resurrecting or not, does not matter anymore.

Because with the Martial Arts Consciousness ruined, it's over, even resurrected, reborn,

from a Demon Martial Artist, one of the few young ones in this world currently, making these top Martial Artists without a future envious, even jealous.

To them, he wouldn't even get a second glance.

For the rest of their life, no hope, they can't even reach this level.

Completely ruined already.

Instead, the Undying Mad Martial felt reborn.

"Who! Who else?" The Undying Mad Martial, worthy of being called mad, roared as if unsatisfied.

This battle, even the Lords were paying attention.

Such arrogance, ultimately not yet grown, and killed by a lord; there's nowhere to reason with.

For a strong Martial Artist, Martial Dao Will must be tenacious and undying.

But it doesn't mean they have a large capacity.

The existing Lords, vengeful, can kill en masse without uttering a word, not unheard of.

Because they themselves walk the Demon Dao.

The Martial Dao Will is also extremely bloodthirsty.

But the Master of the World isn't concerned, what he cares about are powerful ones, those born to rival him, to have a good duel against him.

As for the rest, so what if they kill all over?

If killed, it only proves they are trash.

A dead Demon is never a true Demon.

Only those who survive and grow strong are Demons.

In the wilds, Demon Dao Martial Artists who take pleasure in killing are not few.

In a disagreement, drawing a knife to kill, that's most circumstances.

This is also the current state of the Ape Martial Mini World.

In reality, it's the same, Martial Dao runs rampant, and so the population struggles to rise, in the game, players in the Ape Martial Mini World aren't crowded.

However, those willing to be Lords are quite normal.

Immediately, the Guardians rushed up, picking up Small Knife and running.

Small Knife, due to memory loss, under some hypnotic effect, seemed mad, yet distinguishing clearly between gratitude and resentment, knew these people meant no harm, hence avoided killing them.

Initially struggling, injuring people, now not even bothering to struggle.

Because these Guardians have deeper obsessions, and aren't afraid to die.

Only then could they reach such strength today.

Sadly, their bodies decline, unable to support going further.

As their vigilance relaxed.

The Undying Mad Martial fainted.

Hmm, went offline.

This enlightening metamorphosis, in reality, Small Knife experienced immediately, though losing part, yet with various treasures, the gains were not small.

Unknowingly, the Divine Communication Ape Martial Scripture, reached Great Success.

Overall strength surged.

The metamorphosis at the edge of life and death is this unreasonable. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But often, such situations, even if there is insight, it's no use, the next step is to die, no matter how insightful, still idle.

In the Ape Martial Mini World, the Undying Mad Martial awakened, his strength greatly increased.

This, he has no doubt, already used to it.

Blurred memories, seem to be struggling in martial arts training.

Without saying a word, he ate and drank to his fill, then practiced hard in the yard.

At the entrance, Guardians stood on watch, not daring to be careless.

This Undying Mad Martial is too reckless, recognizing only where his opponent is, not considering the opponent's strength.

It's a complete disregard for his own life.

Unlike those Seekers pursuing Might.

This one truly disregards.

Perhaps only in this way, could he condense such a unique Martial Dao Will.

As for the Demon Dao, a detour, a side path.

These Guardians don't care for that, they only care if this one has a hope of reaching the peak.

That's the reason they're here too.

The next path for the Undying Mad Martial, and the challenge targets, they've already discussed.

As for the demands of the Undying Mad Martial himself?

That doesn't matter.

At first, considering the thoughts of the Undying Mad Martial.

But this one just wants to fight, daring to challenge completely unbeatable enemies, completely courting death.

Even though this can cultivate his unique invincible Martial Dao Will.

But he has to survive.

So now they don't consider his thoughts anymore.

At the start, the Undying Mad Martial didn't want this, they blocked his path with their lives.

Either kill us Guardians, or heed our advice.

Eventually, Small Knife relented.

Although under some influence, he was quite bloodthirsty mad, indifferent to life.

Yet under his nature, he was unwilling to kill innocents, especially those elders who refused to fight back for his sake.

Their presence here is only by their faith and hope, and supporters.

So at the beginning, he still struggled, later the Undying Mad Martial just laid flat.

At this moment, watching in the yard, the Undying Mad Martial was practicing.

The Guardians were full of excitement, breaking through, actually breaking through.

Each had tears streaming down, as if seeing their own success.

If in their youth, they could also gamble life and death, maybe it would be different.

That life-threatening struggle, striving for a chance.

It requires them to truly let go of everything in their hearts, let go of life, let go of victory and defeat desires, in their heart, in their eyes, only victory.