The tips of his fists glowed with streaks of gray light—a corrosive, deathly miasma that caused the surrounding trees to wither instantly upon contact. Yet, the figure before him, whose gender remained ambiguous, paid it no mind. A flash of silver light erupted from her delicate, jade-like hand, meeting Liang Xiaoke’s punch head-on…

“Rumble…” A deafening explosion shattered the air as the silver and gray energies violently dispersed. Liang Xiaoke was thrown back repeatedly, his entire fist and arm disintegrating. The white flesh was mangled as if put through a grinder, exposing the pale, golden hue of the bone beneath…

As for the woman, she merely took a single step back, her arm trembling slightly. This one exchange clearly illuminated the gulf between them.

The Nine Nether Qi coiled around his arm once more, and within moments, flesh regrew in layers. A look of sheer terror spread across Liang Xiaoke’s face.

This woman, her power was immense. Who exactly was she?

However, seeing Gongsun Lu finally stagger to her feet, a malicious grin crept back onto Liang Xiaoke’s lips.

“Die, Nine Nether Burst!” Liang Xiaoke roared, suddenly clenching his right fist and unleashing a savage blow. A beam of dark, ash-colored light shot straight forward.

A look of disdain flickered in the woman’s eyes as she prepared to dodge the direct beam, but the surrounding trees suddenly seemed to come alive. Countless vines erupted and wrapped around her body, ensnaring her tightly.

The woman gasped, unleashing another surge of silver light from within her body, shredding the tenacious vines. But in doing so, she was left unable to evade Liang Xiaoke’s full-force strike.

The dark beam pierced her sternum without mercy, punching a fist-sized hole of blood through her heart.

Drops of silver blood dripped down as she staggered backward repeatedly.

“Go to hell, you flatlander!” Liang Xiaoke sneered, lunging forward until he was directly in front of her. His hand morphed into a black, razor-sharp claw, aiming directly for her crown.

Strike when the enemy is weak—that was his doctrine…

With a sharp ‘hiss,’ Liang Xiaoke’s claw tore open the top of her skull. A colossal wave of deathly Qi flooded into her body.

“Ah…” A wretched scream tore from the woman’s throat.

Just as Liang Xiaoke prepared to absorb her vital essence, her body convulsed violently. Startled, he instinctively tried to retreat, but he was a beat too slow. Her body instantly exploded into a shower of silver light. The immense force blasted Liang Xiaoke backward again. This time, it wasn't just his chest injured; his face, lower abdomen, thighs, and arms—his entire front—were pulverized. His face was half-blown away, his bones shattered, and white, pulpy brain matter spilled out from the rents in his flesh…

Centered on the spot where the woman had self-destructed, a circular area of the forest spanning hundreds of feet vanished without a trace, leaving behind a vacuum.

Seeing Liang Xiaoke reduced to such a state, Gongsun Lu instantly rushed to him, pouring her unique wood-element energy into his ruined form.

Only Liang Xiaoke could tolerate such vibrant life energy; for any other zombie, such vigor was akin to consuming arsenic.

Combined with his innate regenerative power, in mere breaths, he was restored to his original appearance, though looking considerably haggard.

“Damn it, I thought you were so tough! Aren’t you dead now? But why couldn't you have some decency? Even dead, you had to blow me up again. Did you really think you could kill me?” Supported by Gongsun Lu, Liang Xiaoke pushed himself up from the ground and hurled curses into the empty air.

That blast had nearly scorched his very soul origin; how could he not be furious?

“Hee hee, I was just joking with you a moment ago. Your power is quite good. How about being my man? If you agree to be mine, I won’t trouble you anymore!” Just then, the woman’s voice echoed again, this time even more alluringly sweet than before. The scattered silver motes began to reassemble, eventually coalescing into a stunning, completely nude beauty.

A peerlessly beautiful face, long, elegant legs, and a taut abdomen devoid of excess flesh—yet her chest remained tiny, almost negligible…

Liang Xiaoke was momentarily speechless. He could hardly believe she was still alive. Such a massive self-detonation, and she survived? How was that possible?

Of course, he instantly dismissed her proposal. He liked beautiful women, yes, but only those blessed with generous bosoms. Whether it was the enchanting one or Lei Linna, none of them had flat chests. Sleeping with someone as flat as this, he felt like he’d be embracing a man.

The thought alone made him break out in a cold sweat.

“What? You refuse?” Seeing Liang Xiaoke’s stunned expression, a flicker of impatience crossed the woman’s face.

“I’m not interested in women without chests like you!” Liang Xiaoke rolled his eyes so hard he could almost see his own brain, cursing openly.

“You…” A fresh wave of anger surged through the woman.

“I truly don’t understand. Your body can reassemble, but couldn't you have managed to grow a slightly larger chest? Is being flat really that comfortable?” Liang Xiaoke interrupted just as she was about to explode in fury.

The woman took a harsh breath, her face twisting into an expression of extreme ugliness. Which woman wouldn't wish for a larger bust? But she was afflicted by a curse from that wretched older sister—as long as the curse remained, her chest could never grow, just as the demonic markings on her face would never vanish. What choice did she have? Unless she could consummate relations with a man. But the Heavenly Wolf Clan were naturally tall and imposing; her current petite stature was also due to the curse. In her clan, she couldn't find a suitable match, and until her seal was broken, she couldn't leave the Everlasting Forest or she would explode. Thus, she had been hunting in the forest, but the forest was vast, and the clansmen she could control were few. How could she find a suitable partner?

Now, she had finally encountered one who was marginally acceptable, and not only did he refuse, but he insulted her so grievously—it was truly intolerable…

In her rage, the woman seemed to suddenly recall something, and a strange, unsettling smile appeared on her already furious face…

(Striving for six explosions today, brothers, give me your support!)