Chapter 110: Third phase of involution, the pit-killing of Weiyang in progress

Having devoured the Buddha-son, the Immortal-Demon Weiyang combed through the Buddha-son's memories.

"So it was that fish that slipped through the net, Otsutsuki Isshiki."

"Bai Mo, oh Bai Mo, I will make you spit out everything you've eaten, with interest."

Time passed. On the 270th day of the "Ascension Assessment: Naruto Instance," the third "Ninja World Final Trial Plan" proceeded as scheduled.

Just as Meng Yi had anticipated, all five great Ninja Nations achieved rather eye-catching results.

The "Land of Wind: Puppet Titan Soldiers" numbered in the hundreds, each with the combat power of a semi-perfect Susanoo (top-tier Third Stage, D+).

Deployed in clusters, legions, and on a massive scale, the Titan Soldiers exerted a combat power where 1+1 > 2.

Conventional cannon fodder legions were no match for the Titan Soldiers. The 200,000 biological cannon fodder and 200,000 ghost-banner cannon fodder stockpiled at the border of the Land of Wind were deployed in full force, yet they barely managed to destroy a few dozen Titan Soldiers, accounting for only one-tenth of the total.

Before the Land of Wind camp could cheer, the trial executors of the Apostle and Ghost King sequences made their move.

In front of top-tier Fourth Stage combat power, the bulky Titan Soldiers were as fragile as castles built of sand, dismantled into parts with the slightest bit of seriousness.

A Ghost King gently patted the cheek of the last Kazekage, Sasori of the Red Sand, and said in a gentle voice, "The speed of your technological iteration is not bad."

"Keep it up, young man. I look forward to your performance in the next trial."

The Ghost Kings and Apostles left gracefully, without reclaiming the 400,000 cannon fodder resources they had deliberately left for the Land of Wind camp.

The exhausted Sasori of the Red Sand collapsed into the rolling yellow sand.

The blood-stained sand covered most of Sasori's face.

The last Kazekage, with his youthful face, revealed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Failure is not terrible; what is truly terrible is still being unable to see the backs of your enemies after failing.

"I saw it! I saw your limits!"

"Three months from now, the so-called trial executors will no longer be the Land of Wind's match!"

Sasori of the Red Sand struggled to his feet, laughing like a madman: "The 'Unity Puppet Plan', begin!"

The thoughts of the last Kazekage became increasingly insane: refine and fuse hundreds of Titan Soldiers to create a terrifying existence capable of destroying a nation in one blow.

If that is still not enough to defeat the enemy, then fill it with the hundreds of millions of citizens of the Land of Wind, and fill it with the vast millions of square kilometers of the Land of Wind's territory!

From now on, the "Unity Puppet" is the Land of Wind, and the Land of Wind is the "Unity Puppet." The will of the people is the direction the "Unity Puppet" moves forward, and the vast starry sea of the universe will become the hunting ground of the Land of Wind!

If you can't beat an enemy that can shatter the moon in one blow, can't you just pack up and run?

The Land of Earth's Four-Attribute Chakra Fusion: Particle Style, fired in multiple batches like modern musketry, wiped out the 400,000-strong cannon fodder legion.

Hundreds of Particle Style beams converged into a torrent of annihilation, evaporating one of Weiyang's Fourth Stage Ghost Kings and knocking two of Meng Yi's Apostle sequence units into the outer space of the Ninja World star.

Relying on the crystal wall layer defense, the two Apostles returned unscathed.

However, the hundreds of Particle Style users in the Land of Earth had exhausted their chakra and had no further combat capability.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap—!"

An Apostle applauded and praised: "Not bad! Truly not bad!"

"Keep it up, it's time to turn up the intensity for you. We'll see you in three months."

"By then, there won't be any low-value cannon fodder left. Prepare yourselves mentally."

A space teleportation opened, and the two Apostles vanished into the spatial channel.

Onoki's face was as gloomy as water.

In 9 months, he had exhausted all his efforts to sublimate the three-attribute Dust Style into the four-attribute Particle Style.

The enemies attacking in three months would be stronger, but the transition from four attributes to five attributes could not be completed.

'Damn it! Does it have to involve divine faith?'

The last Tsuchikage's wavering attitude reached a decision.

Faith is unsafe, but there is no choice.

For the sake of survival, what does it matter if one drinks poison to quench thirst?

Onoki cleared his throat and said mysteriously: "Citizens of the Land of Earth, ninjas of the Hidden Rock Village, and you who have descended, I want to tell you a secret that only the Tsuchikage can know!"

Rock Will, waibi waibi...

God of Rock, waibi babu...

Divine protection, wuxi dixie...

One tells ten, ten tells a hundred, a hundred tells ten thousand...

The last Tsuchikage deliberately allowed the spread of the news, and the topic of the "God of Rock" soon hit the Land of Earth's "trending search."

The curiosity and discussion of the living beings in the Land of Earth activated the faith array buried under the Tsuchikage's office building, at the bottom of that pool.

The stones carrying the last hope of the Land of Earth became increasingly miraculous, and there seemed to be a phenomenon of them gathering together.

Land of Lightning.

The mechanically modified players, loaded with Lightning Armor and Hell Stab, each possessed combat power ranging from Kage-level to peak Kage-level.

High-mobility individual soldiers, combined with more than a dozen sky war fortresses operated by Hidden Cloud ninjas, dealt a head-on blow to the invading 400,000-strong cannon fodder legion.

Players performed individual thrusts, while the flying fortresses provided fire coverage.

The ghost cannon fodder and biological cannon fodder were all wiped out; not a single piece of cannon fodder could walk out of the Land of Lightning's border alive.

Three Ghost Kings and Apostles responsible for the relevant trials personally took action, teaching the arrogant Land of Lightning a lesson and leaving behind the message: "See you in three months."

The Raikage looked at the backs of the enemies as they moved further and further away, muttering to himself with a heavy heart: "The Land of Lightning is going to be mechanized."

The road ahead is confusing; is the mechanization of the Land of Lightning right or wrong?

The Third Raikage, A, did not know.

"To leave a name in history, or to be nailed to the pillar of shame for ten thousand years..."

"I don't care, as long as I can lead the Land of Lightning forward and keep it going..."

The exhausted Raikage pulled himself together and personally presided over the upcoming sweeping transformation plan.

Land of Water.

The Shadow of the Blood Mist, Mei Terumi, led hundreds of small-scale ghosts and gods, wielding various Dead Bone Pulse and bloodline fusion products, and charged into the cannon fodder legion, killing wildly.

Killing while eating, their combat power soared.

Relying on the Bloodline Ghost to devour the ghost legion, they increased the quality and quantity of their spirit; devouring the cannon fodder legion increased the quality and quantity of their bodies and energy.

In less than half a day, the 400,000 cannon fodder were slaughtered by the Ghost God Legion.

The numerous resources gave birth to hundreds of peak Kage-level ghosts and gods, and the few outstanding ones, led by the Shadow of the Blood Mist, Mei Terumi, even killed their way to the Super Kage-level.

The crazed Ghost God Legion, like evil spirits, took the initiative to surround and attack the three executors.

The two Apostles under Meng Yi's command performed a fancy betrayal of their teammates, pitting a Fourth Stage Ghost King to be buried in the wave of ghosts and gods of the Land of Water.

Mei Terumi tore apart the Fourth Stage Ghost King by hand, and the captured supplements were divided and eaten by the remaining Fourth Stage Ghost God players.

"Roar—!!"

The Ghost God Legion, having suffered more than half casualties, roared to the sky, emitting chaotic and disorderly howls.

The negative influence of subtly enhancing essence, energy, and spirit through devouring means cannot be underestimated.

The "order" and "rationality" belonging to humans gradually faded.

The "chaos" and "wildness" belonging to ghosts and gods replaced their minds.

High above the sky, an Apostle sequence member hiding in an alien space gave an evaluation.

"The Ghost God defeated by the 'Guardian of Yang, Li' still cannot fully control the Bloodline Ghost; the Land of Water is a bit too greedy for success."

Another Apostle with the appearance of a child said boredly: "The three-month deadline set by the Creator does not allow the Land of Water to slow down."

In the ice sea thousands of meters below, Mei Terumi and other ghosts and gods looked up at the high sky.

The Shadow of the Blood Mist raised her palm, which was as red as blood, and gently drew it across her neck; the meaning was self-evident.

The child Apostle was noncommittal, his tone playful: "Good ambition, the next one to come will be the 'Guardian of Ice, Frost', oh~"

"'Guardian of Ice, Frost'? Frost? Apostle Frost?!"

Mei Terumi's rationality evaporated; she could not forget the humiliation Apostle Frost had brought her!

"Roar—!!"

The blood-colored ghost with horns on its head trampled the ice sea, and its deformed wings pushed her to fly into the high sky, but the two Apostles had long since disappeared.

"Frost! Kill! Devour!!"

Mei Terumi's shriek shattered the clouds; loss of emotional control led to loss of power control, leading to energy overflow.

Dense acid rain, magma rain, and hail fell over a large area of the Land of Water's sea.

Land of Fire.

Hundreds of "odd-species" players who had popularized Kage-level combat power slaughtered the 400,000-strong cannon fodder legion without leaving a single piece of armor.

Snake Uncle's technology is trustworthy!

Orochimaru's biotechnology had made visible progress again, beginning to involve the fusion of multiple life-form characteristics.

Shadow characteristic + Giant characteristic = Shadow Giant!

Psychic characteristic + Insect characteristic = Hive Mind!

Giant characteristic + Insect characteristic = Giant King Insect!

Shadow characteristic + Insect characteristic = Shadow Insect Clan!

Spiritual characteristic + Psychic characteristic = Naruto version of Mirror Flower, Water Moon!

The power of the various odd-species players increased, and their races became increasingly difficult to define.

More than a dozen composite types joined forces to exert wonderful chemical reactions.

For example: Insect Hive Signal Tower + Shadow Assassin Insect + Giant King Insect + Psychic Interference Insect + Byakugan Reconnaissance Insect...

Just relying on dozens of players equipped with this system, they wiped out the cannon fodder legion.

In the Konoha Research Institute, the unkempt Orochimaru greedily licked the corners of his mouth.

'The bodies of the descended are too wonderful! I must create the most perfect shell!'

The third "Ninja World Final Trial Plan" ended.

The "Heavenly Net 1.0: Micro-Biological Computer Matrix" eliminated by Meng Yi blocked the information harvesting of the "Heaven-Refining Array: Immortal-Demon Runes."

The "Heaven-Refining Array: Immortal-Demon Runes" of Immortal-Demon Weiyang also conversely locked Meng Yi's "Heavenly Net 1.0."

Two pests of the paradise had evil intentions toward each other at the same time; the time for the truth to be revealed had arrived!

On the former battlefield of the Land of Birds, Meng Yi and Weiyang arrived here again.

Both sides, having descended in their true forms, although unaware of each other's specific progress, could clearly feel that the enemy had become much stronger.

"Hahaha! Long time no see, Brother Weiyang, your style remains the same!"

Meng Yi was all smiles, greeting Immortal-Demon Weiyang happily.

After discovering that Weiyang's "Immortal" and "Demon" were tending toward balance, Meng Yi cursed in his heart: 'Damn pest!'

Behind Weiyang, the head of the Beast of Calamity protruded from the void, and the essence, like the incarnation of the scorching sun, brought terrifying heat.

"Is that so? Fellow Daoist Bai Mo, you are not being honest; you are eating alone behind my back again."

"If I hadn't tortured that thieving bald donkey, I'm afraid I wouldn't know even now that Fellow Daoist Bai Mo had obtained Otsutsuki Isshiki."

"Moreover, I lost two Fourth Stage Ghost Kings in the Land of Earth and the Land of Water. Fellow Daoist Bai Mo's way of governing subordinates is not strict enough."

Immortal-Demon Weiyang smiled without warmth, mocking Meng Yi's despicable means.

'A perfect world, a blessed land? No, this is a small cave heaven.'

Weiyang's murderous intent dissipated slightly; he was not sure if his "Immortal-Demon Unity" state could shatter Meng Yi's turtle shell: the Cave Heaven World.

The scheming Weiyang did not reveal the information that the Buddha-son had been devoured by him; "Immortal-Demon-Buddha: Three Qi Return" was his next stage route.

Meng Yi pretended to be displeased: "Friend Weiyang, what did you do to my friend the Buddha-son?!"

It really didn't look like acting!

With this kind of superb acting, an Oscar statuette wouldn't even be worthy of tying Meng Yi's shoelaces.

With Immortal-Demon Weiyang's depth of city, of course, he didn't believe that Meng Yi and the Buddha-son had a "friendship." Whoever believes that is a fool!

"Rest assured, he is fine."

"Let's not talk about that thieving bald donkey. Fellow Daoist Bai Mo, you have studied Otsutsuki Isshiki for three months; can you lend him to me to study as well?"

Hearing this, Meng Yi looked at Weiyang and the Beast of Calamity with "fear," his expression struggling violently.

A smile appeared on Weiyang's face; if he couldn't kill Bai Mo, studying a pure-blooded Otsutsuki was also excellent.

Therefore, he waited patiently for Meng Yi's answer.

He believed that as long as Meng Yi didn't intend to flip the table, he would definitely make the right choice.

After a long, long time, Meng Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Pure-blooded Otsutsuki involves the mysteries of ascension; you have to pay more!"

Weiyang sneered and retorted: "Who knows if the 'mysteries of ascension' have been tampered with by you?"

"Forget it! Fellow Daoist Bai Mo, it's enough to deceive me; don't deceive yourself too!"

"You haven't accounted for the fact that you indulged your subordinates and pitted two of my Ghost Kings to death!"

Although he said so, Weiyang's interest in Otsutsuki Isshiki was even stronger.

Weiyang had the confidence to remove the means applied by Meng Yi and extract Isshiki's most original memories, knowledge, and system.

"Fifty billion ghosts!"

Meng Yi had to make Weiyang pay a corresponding price no matter what.

"I XXX your XXX!!"

Weiyang cursed; the black-hearted Bai Mo was truly not a human son, he was actually opening his mouth like a lion!

"My original Human Emperor Banner + Underworld spoils total less than eighty billion ghosts, and you want fifty billion just by opening your mouth; why don't you go die?!"

"Want to fight? Then let's fight in the cosmic starry sky! Whoever flinches is a grandson!"

Meng Yi pushed up his glasses, opened a spatial rift, and a loud dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Information and mechanical rules rewrote reality, and the Void Dragon, with 80% of its seal broken, leaped out.

"Friend, are you sure you want to fight?"

"That beast essence of yours might not be a match for my friend."

The Void Dragon stretched its mechanical wings, and the information flow that distorted reality condensed into a dark green thunder spear, looking eager to try.

Immortal-Demon Weiyang did not retreat half a step, but his heart "thumped."

If they really started fighting, he certainly wouldn't fear Meng Yi.

But the Beast of Calamity might be strangled by the dragon beast; fighting was obviously not worth the loss.

"50 billion is too much, 500,000 at most."

"Forty billion!"

"One million!"

After a fierce round of bargaining, Meng Yi "reluctantly" agreed to Weiyang's offer of 5 billion ghosts and "reluctantly" handed over Isshiki, who was filled with technology and harsh work, to Weiyang.

Meng Yi opened the Underworld passage and sent the newly acquired 5 billion ghosts into the Underworld, but he still sarcastically said: "My greedy friend, be careful not to be stuffed to death by your appetite!"

Weiyang sneered disdainfully: "Then I won't trouble Fellow Daoist Bai Mo to worry."

Spent 7 hours today finishing the first chapter of Black Myth: Wukong.

The game quality is quite good; support domestic 3A and roll the two-dimensional krypton gold mobile games to death!

Specifically criticizing a certain fan-circle-ized, skin-suit-person-filled, fairy-rampant, script-defying, extremely stingy two-character game!

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Question 3: What is the evaluation of Super God-level Master Han and the Activated Tree God in the Paradise?