Chapter 79: Sorry, I Only Cultivate the Mortal Body!

Ying Ye looks as if he were crazy!

The power gained by burning away his life fills every inch of flesh and blood.

He feels…

At this moment, he is like a deity!

He will use Su Ming's life as a burial offering for his own future!

Boom—!!!

Two fists clash brazenly!

There is no earth‑shattering roar.

"Crack—!"

The sound is faint.

The fists begin to disintegrate.

Starting from the Finger Bone.

Cracking inch by inch!

Destroying the withered, it spreads wildly along the arm!

Puff—!

The sky‑filled Blood Mist erupts!

Ying Ye's entire right arm, from the shoulder, detonates into nothingness!

One punch!

Just a single punch collision!

Within this duel arena custom‑made for him, he is utterly crushed!

Su Ming gives him no time to think.

He lifts his right leg and kicks out casually!

Bang—!

Ying Ye's whole body is flung backward in an instant!

"Crack! Crack crack—!"

Finally, he slams heavily into a metal wall dozens of meters away.

His entire skeleton shatters, falling and turning into a puddle of broken mud.

"Why… why…"

Ying Ye collapses on the ground, foam of blood constantly spilling from his mouth.

He cannot comprehend.

"Akaaz's Prisoner's Dilemma" forbids all methods.

Why does this man before me still possess such terrifying power?!

In this world…

Is it true that someone can be this strong relying only on a mortal body?!

He's not Yang Jian!

Su Ming slowly strides forward, looking down from above, his gaze as still as an ancient well.

"Miss Yan, where is she?"

"Xia Weiwei, where is she?"

Upon hearing the question, a faint glimmer reflects in Ying Ye's dim eyes, a speck of light appearing.

"Heh… heh heh…"

"You want to know?"

"Descend to Hell… go ask King Yan!"

"I… will wait for you there!"

Facing this final bravado, Su Ming merely shakes his head.

"Is that so?"

His voice is flat.

"What a pity."

"I have no time to meet him today."

No more idle words.

He lifts his right foot.

He stomps down heavily.

Bang!

"Sorry, I only cultivate the mortal body!"

Crack—!

The entire Akaaz's Prisoner's Dilemma shatters explosively as Ying Ye meets his end!

The noisy rain outside and the thick scent of blood…

In an instant, they all return!

Su Ming stands amid the Corpse Mountain Blood Sea.

On his handsome, immaculate face, his eyelids never even lift, and he turns directly toward another direction.

Beyond a pile of scattered iron barrels.

There...

There's someone hidden!

One...

The living opening he deliberately left!

Su Ming moved neither hurried nor sluggish, walking step by step toward that direction.

Crouched behind the chemical barrel...

It was Xia Weiwei's rich second‑generation boyfriend—

Zhang Yang!

He was entirely limp in the mire, his crotch drenched and hot, unable to summon even a hint of strength to flee.

He could only watch helplessly as that Killing God, who had just flattened the entire base,

strolled leisurely over a mountain of corpses, waded through a sea of blood, drawing nearer to him.

Each step stepped on his heart!

Su Ming halted.

"Where's Xia Weiwei?"

Hm?

Zhang Yang was startled, his mind went blank.

Looking for that woman?

Then his expression suddenly turned to shock, disbelief!

How...

Could it be him?!

The penniless ex‑boyfriend that he and Xia Weiwei had mocked as a waste?!

"You... you you..."

Zhang Yang's teeth trembled wildly, yet he couldn't speak a single complete sentence.

Su Ming's eyebrows knit slightly, losing patience.

"It seems you aren't awake yet."

He lifted his right foot and stomped down heavily!

"Crunch!"

"Ah—!!!"

Zhang Yang let out a harrowing scream, his entire left leg utterly ruined!

But this time...

He's awake!

"No... not here! She's not here!"

"Where did she go?!"

Su Ming smiled, yet made Zhang Yang feel as if he were plunging into an icy abyss.

"I don't know... I really don't know!"

Zhang Yang convulsed violently from pain, his face smeared with tears and snot.

"Send a message to ask."

Zhang Yang dared not resist, trembling as he opened Xia Weiwei's chat window.

【Weiwei, where are you?】

One minute.

Two minutes.

The screen remained completely still.

Su Ming's voice grew a few degrees colder.

"Tell her you've obtained another superb treasure here, and you intend to give it to her."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Zhang Yang, hearing that, dared not pause, swiftly edited and sent the message, his gaze filled with resentment.

It's all that damned woman's fault!

…

The other side.

Jiangcheng, Longhu Villa, a detached mansion.

The lights shone brilliantly, warm as spring.

Xia Weiwei was wrapped in a soft bathrobe, applying an expensive facial mask while leisurely scrolling short videos on her phone.

She had long ago seen the message Zhang Yang sent.

But she was too lazy to reply.

Now, in her eyes, Zhang Yang was somewhat unworthy of her.

She possesses the god‑defying luck of "Infinite Green", valued by Miss Yan, worthy of a better man!

At least he should be like Eagle Lord!

"Maybe... my luck can only be sustained by an Infinite Green person..."

"But..."

"Got something good?!"

Xia Weiwei eventually opened the chat box, a hint of greed flashing in her eyes.

【Weiwei, it's an Epic-level item!】

Oh?

She curled the corner of her mouth, revealing an arc of slight contempt.

This trash! He even knows he's not good enough for me! He's started trying to win me over with stuff?

Fine! I'll give you a chance to prove yourself!

【Dragon Lake Villa A07! Hurry up!】

This... is her grace!

Abandoned Chemical Plant.

Zhang Yang handed the phone to Su Ming.

Su Ming finished looking, his gaze once again fell on the patch of mud on the ground that resembled a dead dog.

Got money?

Zhang Yang stared, then as if pardoned, his will to survive surged, and he nodded frantically.

Yes! Yes yes yes!

He tremblingly took out a wholly black bank card from his pocket and offered it with both hands.

Boss! The password is…

Su Ming took the card, casually slipped it into his pocket, and furrowed his brow.

That's it?

Zhang Yang thought Su Ming found it insufficient, terrified out of his wits, and immediately declared his loyalty.

Boss! Please take me in! I'll be your dog!

I… there's still over a million in this card, I won't keep a cent!

My family is even richer! Really! As long as you don't kill me, my family's money… my parents' money… will all be yours!

As for Xia Weiwei, take her anytime! I'll never see her again!

A strong hope to survive flared in his eyes, as if he saw a chance to live on.

Su Ming listened, expressionless, and gave a slight nod.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's face instantly lit up with the ecstasy of having survived a disaster.

Bang!

However, what awaited him

Only a flying kick.

The hope that had just ignited was extinguished.

Su Ming no longer looked, and turned his gaze away.

He turned his head and looked toward another corner.

That was an unremarkable load-bearing wall.

But…

Before, when he was on the second floor, he clearly felt the energy fluctuation at that spot!

Extremely subtle.

But it truly existed!

Su Ming walked over and observed for a moment.

He tapped it with his hand…

Couldn't hear anything.

Nor did he find any mechanism resembling a hidden door.

Tsk!

He no longer wasted time, his qi and blood slightly surged, and he controlled his strength.

He threw a punch!

Boom—!

Countless stone fragments and dust flew, smoke filled the air.

On the wall, a hole over a meter in diameter suddenly appeared!

Huh?

Seeing the scene inside, Su Ming's pupils suddenly contracted!