Chapter 155: Battle against the SS-Rank Princess!!

"Dad, you can't put it that way."

As Zhi spoke, the flesh around her arm wound rippled instantly, and a pair of fair arms grew out in a flash, still stained with blood sacrifice.

"Every time you come, you beat me half to death. It takes time for me to repair my body..."

Zhi sucked greedily on the blood from her own finger, looked at Mohan with utter helplessness, and then performed a backflip, poking her head out from beneath her torso to gaze at Mohan with extreme curiosity.

"What's the new gossip this time, Dad?"

"Hehe, it seems your old dad accidentally created a very fun toy for you."

Saying this, Mohan shot a beam of light from his right eye, projecting a screen that directly displayed Muyou's current battle situation.

...

In reality, beside Muyou.

"Who told you to come back? Run! Hurry up and run!"

The group looked confused, but Feimo gazed cautiously toward the center of the corpses, took a few steps back, and braced himself in full battle readiness.

Following Feimo's line of sight, the crowd saw a seven-colored lotus formed of flames blooming brilliantly. In the center of the fire lotus, a young girl looked at Muyou and the others with lingering fear.

"No wonder she took a fancy to you. To possess such terrifying talent—able to wield divine decrees even at S-rank. Your potential even surpasses my own."

SS-rank death row inmate Yan Lan looked at Muyou, her eyes filled with sorrow.

She had still been abandoned by Dongwan, replaced just like that by a mere boy. What she found even more unbearable was that this boy had advanced to such a realm in so short a time, which was undoubtedly a harsh and blatant slap across Yan Lan's face.

"Princess, why are you here?" Tiantong asked, her face full of disbelief. Seeing the murderous intent in the other's eyes, she blurted out, "Have you betrayed us?!"

The Princess did not answer, but her meaning couldn't be clearer.

"What do you want?" Muyou asked coldly.

"I don't really want anything. If I must state a purpose, I suppose I want an explanation..." The Princess tapped her forehead, seemingly sinking into some distant memory.

"Rest assured, I harbor no malice. Though I hate deeply, I do not feel angry. Since childhood, my family subjected me to extreme resource cultivation: elite etiquette, comprehensive capability training, ensuring every expression, smile, and gesture was effortlessly graceful. But later, the branch of the family I belonged to was annexed, and I was plotted against by rival factions. To protect my parents, I had no choice but to join the family's extreme solo-soldier project, modifying my physique to become the family's most formidable assassin. Usually serene and detached, yet transforming into the ultimate killer at the critical moment!"

As the Princess spoke, the ground beside her began to turn into nothingness bit by bit. Muyou's pupils constricted; possessing fire attributes himself, he knew all too well that it was a flame—a terrifyingly extreme flame.

"Yet I no longer wanted to kill, and I feared implicating my parents. My whole life has been spent being used by others, living under someone else's roof. How I wanted to escape all of this, but I couldn't, nor did I dare. So I intentionally failed a guaranteed-victory mission and allowed myself to be captured. I expected to rot in a deep dungeon, but instead, I was sent to Death Row Paradise. As a natural, perfect integration of machinery and flesh, coupled with the power of the Meridian Soul-Breaking Worm, I naturally became the fastest-advancing entity in Death Row Paradise. Because to some extent, I am no longer considered human."

With these words, the Princess removed the artificial skin protecting her limbs, instantly revealing metallic prosthetic arms.

Exposing her true self to the open air for the very first time, the Princess relaxed in a rare moment of release.

"In Death Row Paradise, I wanted to live for myself for once, but I soon realized that power reigns supreme everywhere. Just as the medic discovered the anomalies in my body and prepared to conduct human experiments on me, Dongwan arrived. She smiled so casually and naturally, turning everyone into ashes with a casual wave. I was shocked. Wasn't that casualness, that ease, the very life I yearned for? So I accepted her help, letting her inject all kinds of drugs into my body. Sometimes, even though my body experienced rejection reactions and agonizing despair, I was still very happy. Because I knew that every time Dongwan came, she brought me into close contact with the world I longed for. I liked her, I adored her, and I was even willing to become her tool once more. But not long ago, I realized that I was merely a sparring toy to her, and the one truly worthy of her cherishing was actually you—and indeed, you haven't disappointed her!"

Tears slipped inadvertently down the corners of the Princess's eyes, yet she continued to speak and laugh to herself, entirely unaware.

"Tell me, how should I thank you? Thank you for letting me know that all of this was merely a dream..."

The Princess took a deep breath, reopened her eyes, looked deeply at Muyou, tilted her head slightly once more, and said with a troubled expression:

"How about I burn you to ashes?"

As soon as her voice fell, boundless flames pierced through the void and descended forcefully. Though colorless and odorless, those flames could be identified by the spatial distortion around them. Rather than fire, they resembled magma—scorching, thousands-of-degrees-hot magma.

The Princess snapped off both palms at the wrists, aiming them at Muyou and the others. Obscure energy began to surge and condense, until everyone saw two waves of light materialize at the Princess's wrists.

"Run!"

Muyou shouted at the top of his lungs. The eighteen Mirrors of Gods and Demons overlapped, forming a barrier before him. In addition, an upgraded version of the Ice Serpent World-Deriving Realm inverted itself in front of Muyou, while various elemental attacks cascaded toward the Princess in succession.

Not a single person among the group chose to flee; all of them opted for offense as defense.

"Fused Holy Word: Three Flowers Birth Three Realms, One Realm One Nether Curtain."

Three holy word flower screens enveloped the crowd in layers.

Boom!!!!!

The defensive onslaught of ten peak S-rank masters shattered one after another, but the Princess's attack was also completely neutralized.

The mirror surfaces cracked, revealing Muyou's incredulous gaze.

Ten peak S-rank masters, yet they had merely managed a draw against a single SS-rank.

Could the gap between S-rank and SS-rank truly be this insurmountable? What about SS-rank and SSS-rank then?

He only had one month left!

He could not lose, absolutely could not lose. Group attacks—once dispersed, whoever took the brunt of such an assault would be instantly annihilated. Since that was the case...

Thinking of this, Muyou raised his head abruptly. Between his brows, the Purple Fiend Demonic Lotus secret rune burst forth with an unmatched radiance.

Not only Muyou, but the natal items of the other nine people also lit up simultaneously. Nine beams of brilliant light flew unreservedly toward Muyou's forehead. The Purple Fiend Demonic Lotus bloomed magnificently, its nine-colored petals symbolizing the ultimate talent attributes of the nine individuals. The center of the lotus was pitch-black and purplish, mirroring Muyou's dual pupils.

Since it had come to this, all power had to be concentrated into a single point.

At this moment, Muyou entered a bizarre rhythm. Though he had not broken through the threshold of the SS-rank, he nevertheless possessed a certain power that transcended the S-rank.

I cannot lose. I must bring justice to Fatty San and the others, I must bring justice to Mou You, I must bring justice to Jing Fei, and I must bring justice to the comrades standing behind me!

I must never fall here. I want to become an SS-rank, I want to become an SSS-rank, and I want to butcher that old bastard Mohan!!!!!

"Ah!!!"

"Those who stand in my way—die!!!!!"