C176 No Life City!(1)

Working with the middle-aged man, there was unexpectedly a third person involved. This individual wielded a bow of nonexistence, remaining hidden and refraining from action, simply waiting for the woman to kill Woo Zhengyang and merge with the No Life Sword he possessed.

If the weapon used by the deceased and the killer were not the same type, the deceased's weapon would dissipate in No Life City, its essence distributed among other weapon avatars. If the middle-aged woman didn’t personally kill Woo Zhengyang, she would still gain some benefit, but it would be divided into countless parts, rendering it largely useless unless they could directly seize Woo Zhengyang's No Life Sword.

Given the current situation, that seemed impossible, and the middle-aged man was in danger. Thus, the woman called out, prompting the hidden archer to shoot an arrow at Woo Zhengyang without hesitation.

In the fight for survival, people will resort to any means necessary, and Woo Zhengyang had to admit he underestimated the human will to live. These three had no affiliation or notable combat skills, yet their tactics were formidable. Even the elite disciples of the four major factions might struggle against such coordination.

Of course, Woo Zhengyang's current combat prowess was beyond ordinary comparison. Fewer cultivators chose the bow of nonexistence over the long sword, and finding a similar opponent to kill and merge with was challenging. Nonetheless, the arrow shot by the hidden archer was extraordinarily powerful.

As the sound of the arrow cutting through the air reached his ears, Woo Zhengyang pushed his Floating Light Step technique to its limit. Despite his efforts, the arrow struck his left arm. Fortunately, his robust physique meant the wound wasn't severe, and it didn't hinder him much.

The middle-aged man, seeing Woo Zhengyang preoccupied with dodging the arrows, breathed a sigh of relief, believing he had narrowly escaped death. However, a flash of a sword appeared, striking him right between the eyes.

"How is this possible?" the hidden assailant exclaimed in shock as he witnessed Woo Zhengyang unleash a powerful sword energy, taking down the middle-aged man.

At that moment, a woman wielding the No Life Sword approached, realizing too late the danger Woo Zhengyang posed. She steeled herself and launched a full-force attack. Woo Zhengyang casually swung his sword, severing her sword-wielding arm.

With her arm gone, the No Life Sword transformed into a dark glow, merging with the blade in Woo Zhengyang's hand. Without her weapon, the woman couldn't escape her fate.

Ignoring her, Woo Zhengyang used his Floating Light Step to pursue the hidden archer. Realizing Woo Zhengyang could unleash such formidable sword energy, the archer knew he had provoked the wrong person and turned to flee.

Unfortunately, without any formal training, his skills were still unrefined and couldn't compare to Woo Zhengyang's expertise. It didn't take long for Woo Zhengyang to catch up and finish him off with a single strike.

As Woo Zhengyang made his way forward, he had already taken down over seventy people by the time he spotted the statue of the No Life Patriarch in the distance. Among these adversaries, more than fifty wielded swords, while the rest used one of four other weapons. Despite this, the share of the No Life Sword in Woo Zhengyang's hand reached a staggering one hundred sixty-one.

This was because most of those he defeated had attacked him first, and the swords they carried often counted for more than one share. The plaza where the statue stood had become the city's largest battleground. Here, people were driven to madness by the bloodshed, with severed limbs merging into the ground faster than new ones could replace them, painting the scene a deep crimson.

Seeing Woo Zhengyang approach alone, many rushed at him. He met them head-on, using both fists and sword to cut down each attacker. As he walked this blood-soaked path to the statue, he lost track of how many he had slain, knowing only that the share of the No Life Sword in his hand had reached five hundred twenty-one.

At this moment, the power of the No Life Sword's replica in Woo Zhengyang's hand was about one-twentieth of the true sword's might.

Even just one-twentieth of its power made the sword in Woo Zhengyang's hand as formidable as a top-tier treasure. One can only imagine the true form of the No Life Sword—surely a weapon of legendary caliber, perhaps even surpassing the highest known levels.

Woo Zhengyang circled the statue but found nothing of interest. The material of the statue was unknown, but it was incredibly hard. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't leave a mark on it.

Meanwhile, the slaughter continued. Woo Zhengyang had already taken down over twenty people, each with a single, decisive strike. His formidable combat skills finally had a deterrent effect; fewer people dared to challenge him. However, the attacks wouldn't cease entirely, as more and more warriors kept arriving.

Most of those who spent a long time in No Life Square had teamed up with others. As a lone warrior, Woo Zhengyang was the prime target for newcomers eager to make their mark. He had no desire to participate in this deadly game orchestrated by unseen forces, but he also refused to sit back and do nothing.

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