Apocalyptic Wasteland Simulator

Chapter 297 - 292: Immortal Body
Meanwhile, ripples of black energy radiated outward from Yang Jian like waves. Wherever they passed, the sand sizzled and turned a scorched black. The void seemed to be torn open by an invisible, giant hand, revealing a deep, dark rift that exuded a powerful, heart-stopping aura.First, the faint gleam of a black spearpoint emerged from the crack. It was like the first ray of dawn, yet it carried an endless, sharp severity. Soon after, the shaft slid out, revealing a strangely shaped polearm. It was a three-pronged, double-edged spear forged from a mysterious black metal and inscribed with countless ancient, intricate runes. The runes flickered with an enigmatic dark light, as if narrating the weapon’s long history and extraordinary origin.

The spearhead was shaped like a trident, like the fangs of a dragon, and it gleamed with a chilling light, seemingly capable of tearing through anything. The spear’s tassel was a plume of black fire, burning fiercely in the wind without dissipating and letting out a low HOWL, as if a spear spirit were roaring. Threads of dark energy coiled around the shaft like agile serpents, coursing along its length and releasing a terrifying aura.

As the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear fully materialized, a tremendous power instantly swept across the land. The surrounding air felt as if it were being compressed to its absolute limit, emitting a series of sharp cracks.

”Since you’re so stubborn, let me knock some sense into you!” Yang Jian wielded the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear, its black flames burning bright. With a flourish, he created several afterimages of the spear, each one precisely shredding the incoming sand tentacles. The black flame, like a fire from Hell, incinerated the severed tentacles into nothingness, filling the air with an acrid, burning smell.

”Fight!”

Seeing Yang Jian’s transformation, the Desert Death God that Chen Pingchuan had become took on a human-like solemn expression. The yellow sand around him surged wildly as he exerted his power once more. The ground roiled like boiling water as thicker sand tentacles erupted from below, rushing toward Yang Jian with overwhelming momentum. These tentacles were no longer simple clumps of sand; they contained a voracious energy that constantly siphoned power from anything they touched.

With steadfast eyes, Yang Jian dodged the tentacles while searching for an opportunity, moving like a black eagle weaving through a storm. Suddenly, he found his moment, and a look of delight flashed across his face.

”Got you!”

Yang Jian forcefully plunged the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear into the sand. Instantly, a ripple of black energy spread out from the spear, shattering every sand tentacle it touched and turning them into a cloud of yellow sand.

Ridiculous!

Just when Yang Jian thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Pingchuan retaliated. The Desert Death God opened its gaping maw and unleashed a deafening roar. The sound became an invisible shockwave, distorting the very air around it. As he roared, the desert floor began to tremble violently. Massive cracks spread across the ground, and from within them surged countless streams of black sand that exuded a malevolent energy. They quickly coalesced into enormous Sand Giants, each towering tens of meters high. Standing shoulder to shoulder with the Desert Death God, they charged at Yang Jian’s Mecha.

Seeing this, the energy core in Yang Jian’s Mecha’s chest flared with a blinding light as he activated all defensive systems at full power. Runes on the Mecha’s surface shone with a mysterious glow, enveloping it in a transparent energy shield. At the same time, he pointed the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear toward the sky and shouted, ”Come on! Let me show you what real power is!”

”Demon Vanquishing!”

The sky suddenly filled with dark clouds as bolts of black lightning streaked through them. The Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear in Yang Jian’s hand resonated with the lightning, and a vast amount of energy began to converge at its tip. He then hurled the spear fiercely toward the Sand Giants and the Desert Death God.

The Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear shot forward like a black meteor, carrying an apocalyptic force toward its enemies. Space itself seemed to tear where the spearpoint passed, leaving behind a trail of dark fissures. When the tip touched a Sand Giant, it triggered a massive explosion. Black flames, energy, and yellow sand intertwined, forming a huge mushroom cloud. Under the blast’s impact, the Sand Giants collapsed one after another, dissolving into swirling sand and dust.

However, the Desert Death God, the form Chen Pingchuan had taken, remained standing. It stretched out a giant arm, attempting to seize the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear before it could pierce him. But he failed and was impaled once again.

”Ah!!!”

Chen Pingchuan cried out in pain, but this time, a clear look of joy appeared on his sandy visage.

”Hahaha, you fell for it!”

In truth, Chen Pingchuan had already recognized how formidable the Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear was and had devised a counter-strategy immediately. All his previous actions had been a ruse to lure Yang Jian into attacking his body, thereby achieving his goal of contaminating the weapon.

Sure enough, when Yang Jian retrieved the spear, he glanced at the grit clinging to it. It was obvious this was no ordinary sand. The grains clung to the weapon like a poison that gnaws at the bone, continuously corrupting the runes etched upon its surface. They were also siphoning its energy, and as they absorbed more power, they began to multiply.

”Despicable!” Yang Jian felt a sharp pang of agony as he saw the fractured Demon-Vanquishing Three-Pronged Spear. He glared at Chen Pingchuan and roared in fury.

”Hahaha! Despicable? Don’t forget to call me greedy, too!” Chen Pingchuan taunted. ”Oh, by the way, let me tell you a little secret.” Sensing Yang Jian’s weakening state, he lowered his guard and added softly, in a mocking tone, ”As long as my feet touch this sand, you can’t kill me. Even if you kill me ten thousand times, it will be useless. Because I am immortal!”

Chen Pingchuan had wanted to savor his opponent’s despair, but unexpectedly, Yang Jian remained unfazed. His gaze sharpened. Though his heart ached for his damaged spear, his indomitable fighting spirit was undiminished. He stared coldly at Chen Pingchuan, his lips twisting into a determined smirk.

”You think this will make me despair? Make me give up?” Yang Jian’s voice was deep yet full of power, as if it came from the Dark World. ”You are wrong. I won’t feel fear, much less despair, even if I have to fight to the very last moment!”

With that, the energy core in his Mecha’s chest began to shine even more brilliantly. The light was no longer purely defensive; it surged with a frenzied power, as if accumulating a force capable of destroying the world. The air around him distorted under the immense energy, emitting sharp, screeching sounds. Seeing this, Chen Pingchuan remained unmoved, for what he had said earlier was the truth.