Chapter 333: Infinite Blood Replication! Heavenly Emperor Fang!

Fang Can had long ago, during his transformation from a mortal body, refined all his flesh and blood into a humanoid weapon capable of containing cognitive abilities.

Under normal circumstances, this flesh and blood was no different from an ordinary body, serving merely as a simple carrier for stored information.

It was akin to a hard drive that stores memory but does not output data externally.

However, once the main brain suffered fatal destruction, this flesh and blood would be reactivated, seamlessly converting into a carrier for consciousness and thought.

Of course, there were other functions as well.

At this moment, after stripping away this flesh and blood and deleting most of the memory stored within it, Fang Can injected an instruction of his own will into the flesh.

"Self-replicate at all costs!"

Just as Fang Can had forcibly endowed his own flesh with the ability to think through sheer willpower back then.

At this moment, injecting a genetic instinct similar to a biological virus capable of infinite expansion into this small piece of flesh was easily achievable.

A piece of flesh with an activity level equivalent to half-step Fifth Transformation, once stripped of its original consciousness and cleared of its memory, possessed only simple biological instincts.

Hiss—

On the Demon Peak, the hard skull of a Forbidden Guard was pierced through with ease.

As the flesh parasitized the body, the hungry flesh began to devour the vital energy of the Forbidden Guard at a speed visible to the naked eye, initiating self-replication.

The Forbidden Guard's cheeks withered at a speed visible to the naked eye; his originally terrified eyes quickly lost their luster, and his originally ruddy skin began to cling tightly to his bones.

In less than a few breaths, the flesh that had devoured enough vital energy began to migrate and convert into a new host body.

"What's wrong? Are you okay..." A Forbidden Guard reached out to touch his parasitized comrade beside him, but saw the other's body crash down with a boom.

Dozens of bloody holes burst open within the Forbidden Guard's body; the completed blood-replicators fled the perforated flesh like flying shuttles, diving into new host bodies.

Quickly, the split blood-replicators settled in the new hosts, devoured, and then fled once more.

One becomes two, two become four, four become eight...

What Fang Can initially provided was merely a single piece of flesh and the act of implanting it into the first Forbidden Guard's body.

All subsequent momentum came entirely from the self-replication of the splitting flesh, and the energy consumed came from the soldiers whose vital energy had been drained dry.

It was like the chain reaction of world destruction triggered by a casually dropped virus in Resident Evil.

Even if Fang Can himself had to deal with this hundred-thousand-strong army, it would have taken him several minutes of exhausting effort.

But now, transformed into biological weapons like these blood-replicators, if left unchecked, they could easily accomplish world-destroying feats.

After all, in the Middle Ages, the ordinary Black Death was enough to cause the deaths of 25 million Europeans.

Moreover, the blood-replicators formed from Fang Can's mutated cells, with their terrifying cellular activity and adaptability, had no natural enemies.

Immunity was a joke; these blood-replicators would thrive until the host died.

Under Xu Xiao's bloodshot, horrified gaze, her Forbidden Guards fell like grass cut by a scythe, as blood-replicators spread crazily within the bodies of the hundred thousand guards.

"Aaaaaah! Help! General, save me!"

"Devil! Demon! Yama has come to claim our souls!"

"Ghost! Get away, don't come closer!"

Terrified screams erupted from the mouths of the hundred thousand Forbidden Guards.

Watching the blood-replicators shuttle back and forth like red threads within the bodies of the soldiers ahead, these soldiers had lost the courage to resist.

If they faced a Grandmaster, even if the opponent could slay a hundred people with a single sword strike, they would still charge forward without fear of death.

But now, facing these blood-replicators that exceeded their understanding, a physiological fear and revulsion arose within these people.

Watching this scene, martial artists like Xuanxu Yang Xiao felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts.

It was as if demons had overrun the world; originally, they had thought Fang Can would display his divine power and eliminate those Forbidden Guards through sheer force.

Instead, Fang Can used reality to tell them: why make killing so troublesome?

Different methods must naturally be used against people of different cultivation realms and strength levels.

For Grandmaster-level opponents, the Great Dao is simple; one can only fight with pure combat power.

But against low-tier combat power like the Forbidden Guards, direct suppression through flesh and blood on a conceptual level is possible; a high realm is simply a humanoid natural disaster.

"This General... your hundred-thousand army seems about to die." Fang Can crossed his arms, a mocking smile on his face.

"Damn it, you wretch!" Xu Xiao cursed, drawing the long spear from her waist and leaping high to strike at Fang Can.

But before she could get close, Yang Xiao blocked her: "Wench, how dare you disrespect the Sect Leader!"

On the other side, the remaining martial artists of the Liuda Sect stepped forward together.

Song Yuanqiao of Wudang spoke coldly: "Xu Xiao, you conspired with the court to destroy the heritage of our six great sects; even if we grind your bones to dust and exterminate your entire family, it would not quench our hatred!"

"Heh... the victor becomes king, the loser becomes bandit. If you want revenge, come then." Xu Xiao, knowing the tide had turned against her, sneered coldly.

Silently watching the martial artists of Wu Lin below surround and attack Xu Xiao, Fang Can let the blood-replicators breed wildly on the Forbidden Guards.

He had implanted a self-destruct program within that flesh; once the number of splits reached a certain level, they would lose activity and disintegrate on their own, so there was no need to worry about a world-ending crisis.

As the Forbidden Guards below perished, the blood-replicators automatically dissolved into the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ignoring the fear of the remaining Forbidden Guards, Fang Can approached Yang Xiao and said: "Where is the Qi Kun Da Nuo technique? Have it ready tonight."

"Sect Leader, the Qi Kun Da Nuo technique is kept on my person." Yang Xiao spoke and moved to retrieve it, but Fang Can stopped her.

"I said have it ready tonight." Fang Can spoke in an unquestionable tone: "Since this is a transaction, I must first help you destroy the Liang Kingdom."

With these words, Fang Can pushed off with both feet and effortlessly shot up into the sky like a white rainbow.

Staring in shock at Fang Can disappearing as a rainbow, Yang Xiao's mind went blank.

Because Fang Can's meaning was clear: destroy the Liang Kingdom before tonight?

Leaping several steps into the heavens, after completely releasing his realm suppression, he traveled toward the Liang capital at one hundred times the speed of sound in outer space.

In just over ten breaths, he had arrived in low Earth orbit above the capital of Liang.

Floating at an altitude of ten thousand meters above the surface, Fang Can looked down upon everything below.

'At this distance... although the suppression remains severe, with the portion of power I have barely managed to unseal, it should be possible...'

As this thought arose, Fang Can hesitated before permeating his Heart-Image into the entire capital city below.

In the next instant, all the common people of the Liyang capital felt something suddenly different from the past; a cold voice now appeared in their minds.

'All who receive this Heart-Image, pay attention: for the time to come, I am the master of your lives!'

'You may address me as—Fang Tian Di!'

(End of this chapter)