Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1725: Chapter 1332: Supreme Alliance vs. Heaven! Refusing to Leave! (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

Because there had once been a cooperation agreement with the Four Great Families, this time, even though Jiang Dali wanted to try investigating the State of Players’ first entry into the Mixed Martial Arts World, he still carried it out quietly, in a way that didn’t harm the Players’ main consciousness at all.

The instant several Primordial Spirits separately slipped into the corresponding indigenous bodies that the Players’ consciousnesses were inhabiting, his Primordial Spirit Power immediately felt an extremely strong repulsive force, which almost blasted his Primordial Spirit back out.

Almost at that very moment, the indigenous bodies’ original consciousnesses were also driven out by this repulsive force.

The several threads of Jiang Dali’s Primordial Spirit Power only caught a few short, shrill screams...

Then, the consciousnesses of those few indigenous people dispersed the moment they were expelled from their bodies.

Obviously, with the usual strength of an indigenous person’s consciousness, there was no way to withstand such a powerful repulsive force, nor could they, after their spiritual consciousness left the body, continue surviving outside like the Yin Yang Two Gods or a Primordial Spirit.

"Forced obliteration? This repulsive force is actually strong enough to even push my Primordial Spirit out—has the Supreme Alliance really developed such a powerful device for Players’ first login? How did they even research such a device?"

Jiang Dali’s heart tightened; without hesitation he increased the Primordial Spirit Power the main Primordial Spirit was channeling into the few Divine Fragments.

The few Divine Fragments immediately forced their way into several indigenous bodies against the repulsive force; the exquisitely fine Primordial Spirit Power, like plantless tendrils, quickly sensed the condition inside the indigenous brains.

At the very instant these four indigenous people’s own spiritual consciousnesses were driven out and perished, their brains were like lightbulbs about to rapidly dim after losing power, but because the Players’ consciousnesses had already entered the indigenous bodies as replacements, the brains that were on the verge of death instantly regained vitality.

Jiang Dali had just sensed this when that intense repulsive force once again surged over, even stronger and more ferocious.

He was about to further increase his Primordial Spirit Power to resist this "obliteration mechanism" that most likely came from the login device, when at the very moment this thought arose, he felt a violently terrifying palpitation, his whole body’s hair standing on end.

"This is..."

This kind of horrifying palpitation was all too familiar, giving him a dreadful sense of being watched again by some cold, ruthless eye in the dark.

He immediately withdrew the four Primordial Spirits from the indigenous bodies that the Players’ consciousnesses were inhabiting, without the slightest hesitation, but before he could feel relieved.

That locked-on-like sense of being spied upon kept intensifying, as if some mysterious and terrifying consciousness was awakening, releasing a crazing aura of danger that chased along the four rapidly retreating Primordial Spirits like lightning.

Jiang Dali’s tiger-like frame shuddered; several ominous premonitions flashed through his mind, and without any hesitation, he gritted his teeth and directly detonated the four split-off Divine Fragments.

Boom!—!

Four invisible Primordial Spirit Shock Waves exploded in four regions of the sky above the Dragon Tiger Gang.

Some ordinary people underneath these four regions only felt a sudden inexplicable panic in their hearts, a stab of pain in their brains, like their nerves twitching, but it was gone in an instant and they returned to normal; they all assumed it was just a sudden headache cramp and didn’t think much of it.

"Hmph!"

At the Dragon Palace’s railing, Jiang Dali let out a muffled snort; both palms gripping the railing made two ’ka’ ’ka’ sounds as his five fingers directly dug into the hard wooden railing. His tiger eyes snapped open; his rugged face turned a shade paler, his breathing was slightly disordered, and above his head a blood bar that Xiao Feng and the others couldn’t see suddenly appeared, popping up several not-too-big but not-too-small damage numbers.

"-13230!"

"-9773!"

"-21111!"

"-7889!"

The blood bar, which was nearly 1.8 million in length, instantly dropped by a small segment.

"What happened?"

"Old Jiang!"

Xiao Feng and the others immediately noticed that Jiang Dali’s State of qi was off; their expressions all changed slightly as they asked.

Jiang Dali took a deep breath and exhaled. The pallor on his rugged face returned to normal; after sensing that terrifying, horrifying, almost locked-on feeling disappear, he looked at everyone and shook his head. "It’s nothing! I just ran into a hiccup from rashly using a certain secret skill with my Primordial Spirit just now. It’s fine now."

Everyone looked at each other, fully aware that things weren’t as simple as he made them sound. With Jiang Dali’s current strength, how could he so easily slip up while executing Martial Arts?

But since Jiang Dali didn’t want to go into detail, they didn’t press him.

At this moment, in the villages and towns around the Dragon Tiger Gang, and even in villages and towns in further regions, more and more new Players were gradually entering the Mixed Martial Arts World.

The places these new Players descended to were almost all far from bustling metropolises; many were in secluded mountain villages with few human traces, or outside closed-off clans similar to those in Shu.

Only a very small number were born directly in villages, towns, or cities near power bases like the Dragon Tiger Gang; these few Players were often called the lucky ones who were "born already winning at the starting line."

However, without exception, all descending Players were basically set as orphans, vagrant children, or templates whose relatives had all died, ensuring that after descent each Player would have no deep ties with other indigenous people in this world, so their early actions wouldn’t be inconvenient.

To make such a huge number of Players descend so precisely into so many people with special, solitary identities was already a thought-provoking thing, proving that the families had, by some means, carried out an extremely detailed investigation of the Mixed Martial Arts World, enabling them to grasp information on such a large group of people with special statuses.

Jiang Dali had once thought that the families had made deals with the various vassal state Imperial Families to acquire large amounts of population data, or that the families had specialists dedicated to this kind of investigative work.