Chapter 60: Unfathomable Tactics—Truly a Big Shot!

“You… what is your relationship with that penguin?”

The Yin Yuan God was uncertain.

The floating pig head flickered dimly, its condition growing increasingly unstable.

He could faintly sense a familiar aura from the boy, yet the strange broken sword in his hand was deeply eerie.

Every time he tried to identify that familiar aura, a strong malice from the blade would interrupt him.

It felt like being watched by a cold-blooded creature in the jungle—cold sweat poured down his back, making calm thought impossible.

This sword is sentient!

“What relationship? That heartless penguin stole three treasures from me, and now it’s hunting me across all worlds.” Wu Wang stood still, speaking calmly.

He even had time to trim his fingernails, looking utterly nonchalant.

Actually, he’d planned to step forward and put on a show.

But his muscles were slightly paralyzed, as if he couldn’t lift his legs anymore.

Both the ghost and the minister assumed Wu Wang had passed through the electric grid unharmed; in truth, he had been electrocuted to death once, then revived and walked in.

That one shock killed him outright.

He hadn’t intended to enter at all.

He thought he’d let the two guys inside clash with Yin Yuan God first, then act as the fisherman reaping the benefits.

But [Xiao Chuan] wasn’t happy.

It shot inside by itself.

Eager to devour Yin Yuan God.

What could Wu Wang do? He couldn’t just leave the broken sword inside.

“What!?”

Yet such a casual remark instantly raised Yin Yuan God’s vigilance to its peak.

He remembered!

That aura on the boy was the penguin’s!

The penguin had indeed said it roamed the myriad worlds searching for someone, and Yin Yuan God had merely been unlucky enough to cross its path.

What level was the penguin?

A monster that could pin him down with a single cane, leaving him utterly powerless!

This man had stolen three treasures from the penguin!

Then what level of monster was he?

Fear spread through Yin Yuan God’s core.

[Fear Spreader] was still active!

Xie Zhi and the Ancheng Minister had no idea what Yin Yuan God feared.

They only knew that after the boy spoke a few words, the pig-headed monster began flickering erratically, as if enduring immense agony—even the surrounding lightning cage grew unstable.

Both were stunned.

What technique is this? Merely speaking to attack?

What kind of talk therapy?

“No… no! I don’t believe it!”

Suddenly, Yin Yuan God shrieked in madness, waves of powerful spiritual force radiating from its body, its shackles glowing with dark, faint light.

One by one, the ghost villagers in the village collapsed, their souls wailing as they were dragged away by the shackles.

Yin Yuan God’s remaining power and sanity relied entirely on the corrupted souls once “voluntarily” offered to it.

The more power it used, the faster it consumed these souls; when the souls were exhausted, Yin Yuan God would vanish completely.

Thus, it urgently needed a vessel to possess.

To seize one of the two men beside the boy was clearly impractical.

It had to eliminate him first!

Over half its corrupted souls had already been turned into spiritual pollution—it must make this arrogant boy pay!

Xie Zhi’s face grew paler.

He was currently in a state of sealed spiritual energy, unable to activate any equipment or items for resistance; he could only endure the assault through his unusually high spiritual value and pollution resistance.

【99, 97, 94, 90…】

Watching his stats plummet at an accelerating rate, he glanced worriedly at the Ancheng Minister beside him.

This guy’s spiritual value and resistance aren’t nearly that high!

Don’t get turned into a brain-dead idiot all at once!

He turned—and saw his old partner wearing a childish pink antenna baby hat, its two antennae spinning.

He stared at him with a look of utter despair.

Paired with his burly frame and rugged, square-jawed face, the scene was absurdly comical.

“Old Quan, what’s this… pfft… hahaha…”

Even in this dire moment, Xie Zhi couldn’t hold back his laughter.

After all, he’d known the man for years.

He’d never seen such an abstract sight before.

“I knew I shouldn’t wear this thing in front of you—fuck, why does such a stupid item even exist?” the Ancheng Minister cursed, face dark.

His spiritual energy hadn’t dropped at all.

The hat was ridiculous, yes.

But its effect was undeniably powerful.

【Antenna Baby Hat (Epic): Wearing this hat grants you wisdom and massive spiritual resistance. Each time you actively rotate the antennae, you negate all spiritual damage for ten minutes. Can rotate once per hour.】

【Note: As long as I’m smart enough, I won’t get polluted! Don’t compare absurdity with comedic characters!】

Previously, Xie Zhi had handled all spiritual damage, so he never worried.

Now Xie Zhi was restrained.

Helpless, the Ancheng Minister sighed and chose to “look like an idiot” rather than become a real one after Yin Yuan God’s blast.

Amid their grim amusement, they observed the mysterious young-looking boss who had appeared out of nowhere.

Don’t judge a book by its cover.

They both believed the boy couldn’t possibly be this young—he was surely an old veteran player disguised as a teenager.

But they couldn’t see through the disguise.

Neither his posture nor his face revealed any flaw; even the Ancheng Minister, a close-combat expert, judged from his gait and hand movements that his body was merely—well-trained but still within normal human limits.

What the hell!

Could a normal human body walk through that lightning cage? Wouldn’t he die the moment he touched it?

Now, how would he handle this spiritual assault?

Under their intense stares.

Wu Wang felt his legs improving slightly, and stepped forward.

Hum—

His mind was violently polluted spiritually.

【Spiritual Power: 50, 40, 30…】

His spiritual power dropped to zero in seconds.

As his mind shattered, Wu Wang’s soul cracked—he died.

“How’s that! Hahaha!” Yin Yuan God’s state grew even more deranged.

The former aura of supreme dominance was gone; the penguin’s cane had utterly shattered its pride and dignity.

Now it was nothing but a mad creature obsessed with revenge.

“Not bad. Felt like a mosquito bite.”

But Wu Wang merely blinked.

And kept walking forward, as if nothing had happened.

Xie Zhi and the Ancheng Minister stared, dumbfounded.

What the fuck is this?

Boss, you’re not even using any defense? Just walking through damage like this?

Wait…

Boss didn’t even take damage!

Such a powerful spiritual assault felt like a mosquito bite to him?

“No… impossible!”

Yin Yuan God was beginning to crack.

From its hollow pig-eye sockets, dozens of sharp daggers shot out.

They resembled the daggers the old village chief once used to sacrifice to it—likely with similar effects.

If pierced by these daggers, one would surely suffer fatal negative effects.

Shhh-shhh-shhh—

Ding-ding-ding—

At this, Xiezhi and the Ancheng Department Head were utterly numb.

The former was the sound of daggers slicing rapidly through the air; the latter, the crisp clatter of daggers striking the ground.

They watched helplessly as dozens of daggers slammed into the boy’s chest—yet strangely passed right through him, falling straight to the ground.

The daggers and the boy seemed to exist on entirely different layers, utterly unable to make contact.

“Old Xie, can you make out what’s going on?” asked the Ancheng Department Head in a whisper.

Xiezhi shook his head. “I can’t decipher his method, but one thing is certain—he means us no harm, and he’s terrifyingly strong.”

He ignored spiritual contamination.

He also ignored physical attacks.

What the hell kind of monster is this?

He really is some boss in disguise!