I Attained Invincibility In The Real World

Chapter 387: 248: Metamorphosis and Void Space Ability

Translator: 549690339

Manor.

In the room.

Xu Jian slowly opened his eyes.

Within his eyes, divine light flowed.

“Are you alright?”

His gaze fell on Ling Zhi.

Xu Jian reached out his hand and gently held her soft palm.

He could feel it and smell it.

The scent of fear emanating from Ling Zhi.

“Mm.”

Ling Zhi replied softly.

Her voice was trembling.

“What did you see?”

Xu Jian asked softly.

“The bystander, he’s dead.”

“He…”

With a trembling voice, Ling Zhi described everything she saw.

From the fleeing lightning, to when the bystander controlled Mr. Chou.

Everything had been going according to Ling Zhi’s predictions.

Until the token activated, and the thundercloud appeared.

The terrifying pressure not only imprisoned Ling Zhi’s consciousness, making her unable to leave the bystander’s mind.

But also made her Dharma Eye ineffective.

Originally, her Dharma Eye could directly see fate and all invisible things. But during the bystander’s escape, she could only watch helplessly as the thunderbolt approached relentlessly.

Until in the end,

The thunderbolt fell.

It wasn’t just the bystander who tasted the ultimate pain.

Even Ling Zhi’s consciousness felt the same agony.

In the end of her memory.

There was only that extremely hot and dazzling light in front of her eyes.

It felt as if she was being burned by a fierce fire.

As if being pierced through the heart by a thousand needles.

Even though Ling Zhi had now returned to her own body,

The pain still seemed to linger in her, making her body unable to stop trembling.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Looking at Ling Zhi like a frightened little bird, Xu Jian gently reached out and hugged her.

“I’m here.”

Gentle and firm words sounded in her ear.

Finally,

Her body gradually stopped trembling.

Ling Zhi’s breathing gradually became stable.

Xu Jian looked up.

He silently watched the view outside the window.

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He spoke softly.

“The bystander will not die in vain.”

“We will repay everything they have done to us twice over.”

“Believe in me, I will do it—”

“No!!”

However,

Before Xu Jian could finish speaking,

Ling Zhi, whose emotions had been near stability, suddenly grabbed his hand.

“Xu Jian.”

“Let’s run.”

“No matter if it’s me or you, we still have time.”

“There’s no need to fight them hard.”

“The Holy Sect… and that man in the black robe, they’re not people we can mess with right now.”

“I don’t want you to be in danger!”

“Don’t be impulsive, okay?”

Thinking of that scene where the sky and earth changed colors, as if divine punishment descended on the world.

Fear once again climbed into Ling Zhi’s heart.

By the end,

She even seemed to be pleading a little.

It seemed she was completely frightened by Chen Sheng.

Listening to Ling Zhi’s plea,

Xu Jian fell silent.

Ling Zhi, on the other hand, kept her gaze on him, waiting quietly for an answer.

“Come.”

The silence didn’t last long.

As she looked at him with puzzled eyes, Xu Jian held Ling Zhi’s palm, and their feet touched the ground.

He led Ling Zhi, walking step by step towards the window.

As they walked,

His originally pale face gradually turned rosy.

In his eyes, it seemed as if divine light was flowing.

With her gaze always on Xu Jian’s face, Ling Zhi watched the divine light in his eyes, as if it held a great attraction.

Fear gradually dissipated.

Ling Zhi’s eyes became more focused.

She allowed Xu Jian to lead her, step by step, to the window.

“Look.”

Xu Jian raised his chin slightly.

Ling Zhi looked out the window.

What came into view was a clear sky, a vast manor, and diligent guards and servants.

This scene was no different from the usual days.

What did Xu Jian want her to see?

Ling Zhi looked puzzled.

But before she could ask,

The next second.

Darkness suddenly descended.

Boom boom boom—

Ling Zhi’s body shuddered violently.

The sound etched deep in her memory rang again.

As far as the eye could see,

The sky was covered by dark clouds.

Countless thunderbolts churned among the clouds, as if they could fall any moment.

The heavy rumbling sound was incessant, covering the screams of the manor’s staff.

Such a scene.

How eerily similar it was to what she had seen not long ago.

Ling Zhi instinctively felt fear.

She lifted her foot, intending to leave the window unconsciously.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Xu Jian gently squeezed her palm.

He smiled.

“Feel it carefully.”

Under his gaze,

The fear in her heart gradually subsided.

Ling Zhi activated her Dharma Eye and looked out the window.

A jade-like halo lit up in her eyes.

“This is…”

Ling Zhi looked astonished.

Under her Dharma Eye’s observation,

She could naturally see that the dark clouds in the sky were not real.

But rather, an illusion.

“I succeeded, Ling Zhi.”

Xu Jian smiled.

“Now, I am incomparably powerful.”

Illusion.

Space.

These were the two powers of authority Xu Jian possessed.

And the origin of his name.

Previously, his illusionary ability could create small-scale illusions or induce hallucinations for others.

It could be used to deceive people’s minds or disguise himself.

His spatial ability allowed him to manipulate space on a small scale and perform various oddities.

For instance, he could ignore any obstacles and directly cut through space, causing irreparable damage to his enemies.

Or, he could shrink space, greatly increasing his speed.

But now,

After his transformation,

Xu Jian’s two powers had ascended to a level close to that of the rules themselves.

In order to let Ling Zhi deeply feel his current strength,

Xu Jian decided to demonstrate his powers.

“Do you believe in me?”

He stared at Ling Zhi and asked gently.

“I will always believe.”

Without any hesitation, Ling Zhi nodded directly.

As her voice fell,

Xu Jian smiled slightly.

He raised his hand,

Gently tapping the window.

“Fall.”

Boom!

The heavens thunder, all falling into the manor.

Screams echo all around.

A large number of workers are struck by the thunder and instantly turned into charcoal, falling to the ground.

Under the observation of the Spirit Intellect and Dharma Eye.

This thundercloud appears illusory.

But as it falls, the workers seem to be genuinely struck by the thunderbolts, their in-body vitality rapidly dissipating, as if they’re about to die.

“When the external and internal are both in the realm of illusion.”

“Illusion, is reality.”

“And I, am the only god within this reality.”

Xu Jian’s expression remains unchanged.

He twists his palm.

The vitality that was originally dissipating within the bodies of the workers who are gradually approaching death returns once more.

In the blink of an eye.

They are restored as if nothing ever happened, as if they hadn’t been wounded at all.

This scene.

Can hardly be described with the word illusion.

It could even be called a miraculous technique.

But Xu Jian, has not finished demonstrating.

Illusion is not his true strength.

His most powerful ability is controlling space.

He extends a finger.

And gently slides it in midair.

In an instant.

A black thread, appears directly in the outer world.

The external space is instantly cut apart.

The workers who have just regained consciousness and haven’t had time to understand what’s happening, suddenly feel their vision shift.

The next second.

Their bodies are split in half.

Their upper bodies fall from the sky.

Their lower bodies remain in place.

Xu Jian continues to make swift strokes.

The entire manor is like his canvas, subject to his whimsical alterations.

A large number of severed limbs and broken arms scatter on the ground.

Screams merge into one.

Perhaps space-cutting is far sharper than any blade.

Those workers who have been cut by it have not immediately lost their lives.

With faces full of fear and despair, they drag their incomplete bodies on the ground, trying to retrieve their limbs.

At this moment.

The once beautiful manor.

Is like hell on earth.

As for Xu Jian, the mastermind behind all of this, he casually massages his brow.

Perhaps he thinks it’s too loud.

He clenches his fist directly.

The next second.

Numerous cracks appear in the air.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, controlled by Xu Jian at will.

Countless broken bodies are forcefully pieced together.

Each screaming mouth is gagged by severed limbs.

When Xu Jian withdraws his hand.

In the manor,

A massive flesh ball made of human bodies stands tall.

Many of the workers haven’t completely lost their lives even until now.

In the midst of insane pain and despair, their bodies continue to struggle.

But because their mouths are filled with limbs, they can’t make any sound.

Such a horrifying scene.

Seen through the eyes of Spirit Intellect and Xu Jian, there are no ripples.

Spirit Intellect’s eyes gradually lighten up.

As for Xu Jian, he seems more like admiring his work.

“I don’t want to be like a street rat, hiding in dark corners, praying not to be discovered.”

“We are different.”

“We are the descendants of Heavenly People, not meant to be as we are now.”

“This world is wrong.”

“I want to rise above this world.”

“Are you willing… to join me?”

After showing his abilities.

Xu Jian turns back and looks at Spirit Intellect.

He extends his palm, inviting the other.

This time,

Spirit Intellect does not refuse.

Her doll-like exquisite face blooms with an exceptionally brilliant smile.

Their two palms gently come together.

“I am willing.”

Afternoon.

Holy Sect Religion’s Base.

Chen Sheng sits cross-legged, his eyes closed.

Both palms are placed on his knees, palms facing up.

His body is withered and dry.

His breathing is weak but continuous.

With each completed breath, Chen Sheng’s body becomes slightly fuller.

From early morning till now, he has been practicing the transformation of the Withering and Flourishing state.

In the beginning.

Chen Sheng’s body would undergo a complete Withering and Flourishing cycle in four hours.

However, after several practices.

Now, he has shortened the time to two hours.

With such speed, it’s hard not to call it fast.

Moreover,

Because of the characteristics of the Withering and Flourishing state.

Even though Chen Sheng hasn’t practiced his daily exercises today, his attribute growth is not inferior to his usual days.

[Chen Sheng]

[Strength: 2570]

[Agility: 2176]

[Constitution: 2261]

[Soul: 3.7]

[Skill Points: 3842]

Until now,

From morning till now, his Strength Attribute has increased by 200 points.

The other two attributes have also increased by more than 100 points each.

His training progress hasn’t fallen behind.

Secret skills development is also proceeding steadily.

Advancing in both directions simultaneously, Chen Sheng becomes increasingly immersed in it.

The only dissatisfaction is,

Even after experiencing several Withering and Flourishing state transformations, Chen Sheng’s proficiency may have improved,

But according to the Holy Scripture of Withering and Flourishing,

The so-called beginner,

At least needs to be able to store those scattered forces in the desired place during the transformation,

Instead of letting them find their own destination.

On this matter,

Until now, Chen Sheng still doesn’t have any clues.

In his opinion, perhaps it’s because his spiritual power is insufficient and his proficiency in the Holy Scripture of Withering and Flourishing is not high enough.

Just by chance,

Not long ago, Mr. Chou sent a message saying that he had caught a batch of people.

Although there aren’t many from the Godly Humans Association,

But it’s said that one of them is a high-level member.

If that person could be absorbed by Xiao Hei, it might bring a pleasant surprise to Chen Sheng.

At this thought,

Chen Sheng is practicing the Holy Scripture of Withering and Flourishing while waiting for Mr. Chou’s message.

Time trickles away.

Chen Sheng’s thin body becomes increasingly fuller.

Muscles continue to swell.

The skin also becomes gradually fair and elastic, no longer the slack and aged appearance from earlier.

Heartbeat like a drum.

Blood surging like a tidal wave.

All kinds of sounds mingle, playing the music of heaven and earth.

Echoing within the cave.

“Huh”

A thick white mist spouts from Chen Sheng’s mouth.

His eyes slowly open, with a thunder sea surging in his pupils.

Until this moment,

He has once again returned to his normal state.

“Enter.”

Sensing the familiar aura approaching from outside the cave,

Chen Sheng immediately instructed them to enter.