Chapter 490: Chapter 75: Ma Xuekai

Zhou An quickly approached that tall building, confirming there was indeed someone standing on it, staring at him.

He frowned, drew a Flying Saber from his waist with a backhand, and threw it at the person, turning into a black line across the sky, but the person deflected it easily.

The Flying Saber fell from the air, landing powerlessly on the ground, making a crisp yet faint sound.

That person is strong!

Zhou An held his breath, shouting, “Are you from the Doomsday Cult? Did you kill all these people?”

“Did I kill them? Sort of.”

A deep voice came from above.

Zhou An was stunned for a moment, stopped in his tracks, and felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

The person standing on the roof leapt down, landed on the street, and walked towards him dragging a sword. The sword seemed light but left a long mark on the ground.

The arrival made Zhou An’s eyes tremble. He knew this person, even very well.

Ma Xuekai, the one who had supported each other and survived with him since the doomsday began, sometimes a step away was worlds apart.

Zhou An still recognized him, exclaiming, “Ma Xuekai, why is it you!”

Ma Xuekai’s face showed a hint of a smile, leaving a pattern mark on his cheek, as if nothing had changed, yet as if everything had changed. Darker shadows covered his face in the darkness:

“Why can’t it be me, you seem to be the same as always?”

Zhou An’s hand holding the sword trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and said, “Can you explain why?”

Ma Xuekai rested the Black Sword on his shoulder, staring at him indifferently, “No reason, run away, you have no need to die, I’ll let you go this time.”

In his eyes, Zhou An was not a match for him, too weak, even though he was an Extraordinary, he hadn’t transcended the realm of ordinary people.

Zhou An’s pupils shrank suddenly. He raised the Broken Sword and took a big step forward to slash.

The sword blade drew an afterimage in the darkness, making it impossible to see its true trajectory.

“Clang~”

Ma Xuekai knocked Zhou An back with a single sword stroke, simultaneously deflecting the Flying Sabers shooting from all directions, following up with a kick to knock Zhou An to the ground:

“Leave, you are too weak. Just surviving is enough, no need to think about too many things, survival is the highest level of personal meaning.”

Zhou An lay on the ground, feeling pain throughout his body. The opponent’s strength suffocated him. Ma Xuekai was undoubtedly a Tier Eight Extraordinary, completely crushing his existence.

To defeat him, undoubtedly he too must become a Tier Eight Extraordinary… His eyes flashed with green light, and the Broken Sword on the ground moved, stabbing towards Ma Xuekai’s back.

Ma Xuekai sensed it keenly, turned around, and deflected the Broken Sword again. The immense power shattered the Broken Sword into two segments, transforming it into an even shorter Bronze Sword.

Zhou An took the opportunity to get up from the ground. The Broken Sword floated in front of him, hovering in his palm, piece by piece, forming into a complete sword.

An ethereal aura emanated from him, his eyes glowing with a green luminescence, strikingly visible even in the silent darkness.

“Swoosh~”

Zhou An instantly retreated more than ten steps, the shattered Broken Sword forming several black shadows shooting towards Ma Xuekai, forming sharp and Solid green fangs.

[Mortal Breaking Swordmaster: Tier Eight, Upper Rank, concentrating Spiritual Aura to offer the sword, physically frail, capable of controlling Flying Sword by thought, able to Break Ten Thousand Techniques, extremely aggressive.]

At this moment.

He crossed over that threshold, seemingly incredible, yet indeed crossed it, heading towards the direction indicated by the Broken Sword.

“It’s useless!”

Ma Xuekai’s face showed a hint of surprise, then returned to calm, a giant black shadow appeared around him, the massive black palm slammed the Bronze Broken Sword into the ground, smashing a gigantic handprint on the ground, with deep and shallow cracks all around.

“The Gate of Origin has opened… Hmm, seems I must leave too, see you later.”

Ma Xuekai looked towards the door, and turned to run in the opposite direction, his body turning into a black shadow.

“Bang~”

A bullet turned into a long streak of light, shooting from afar, like it had eyes, streamlined towards Ma Xuekai.

Few Tier Eight Extraordinary can dodge this shot, even those from the Black Fog World, Su Changxing didn’t think that the Doomsday Cult member battling Zhou An could evade it.

As the bullet approached, a massive black shadow appeared between the two, the enormous power penetrated the shadow, but the bullet also lost its Precise trajectory, shooting to the side of the person, destroying the facade of a building.

“Missed?”

Su Changxing was a bit surprised, he initially didn’t plan to fire a second shot, believing one shot to be enough, but the opponent withstood this shot head-on.

And the power of this shot was more terrifying than when he was in West Bridge City, the promotion although incomplete, the initial power already showed.

He immediately fired a second shot, the last chance, afterward, the opponent would enter his visual blind spot.

This shot, augmented with eight times the concentration, had even more terrifying power, almost instantly streaking across the night sky, like a meteor hitting the person’s back.

“…”

Not dead, still let that person escape.

Su Changxing was quite surprised, the Doomsday Cult actually had someone so powerful, then ran towards the first settlement with his gun, discovering no survivors other than Zhou An and others.

Zhou An sat dazedly on the ground, that Bronze Broken Sword actually became intact, shimmering with a nocturnal sheen, appearing extremely nimble.

“You have become a Tier Eight Extraordinary?”

Su Changxing asked in amazement. Earlier he felt Zhou An was far behind, though the level of Mysteriousness was reached, he was ultimately still thin.

Zhou An nodded, looked at Su Changxing and said, “That person was Ma Xuekai.”

“Ma Xuekai?”

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man flashed in Su Changxing’s mind. Back then, he had saved Ma Xuekai and Zhou An together, but Ma Xuekai did not choose to follow him into the settlement.

“Why is he doing this, did he create the Doomsday Cult?” Su Changxing paused and asked.

Zhou An frowned, shaking his head:

“I don’t know, I think it’s absurd too, he shouldn’t be that kind of person. He mentioned the Gate of Origin, I don’t know what it is either.”

Zhu Wenwu interjected, “That person’s strength is ridiculously strong, even Zhu Wenwu after advancement is still not a match.”

Su Changxing turned to look at him, asking, “Did you mark him?”

Zhu Wen shook his head, “I can’t feel his presence, seems concealed by something.”

So what is the purpose of the Doomsday Cult, for the mission?

The glow in the sky became increasingly real, gradually coalescing, flowing like water, descending from midair, scattering across various parts of the city, emitting countless soft halos, mesmerizing people.

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