Forced to Be a Villain: Starting With My Brain Extraction System-Chapter 140: Wu Zhen’s True Death!

"Luck...?"

Mei Xuan raised her eyebrow slightly.

"Wait... Zhiran, how can you see inside?"

She suddenly asked, confused. After all, she couldn’t even discern the direction while using her Divine Sense.

"I have my methods. Let’s go. I found something interesting."

Zhiran said while focusing on a certain direction. Then suddenly, his arm curled strongly around Mei Xuan’s waist before dragging her rapidly in that direction.

The reason Zhiran could see inside the dense blood fog, even though it restrained Divine Sense, was because of his Spiritual Field.

This was the same Divine Consciousness technique recorded in the jade slip he obtained from Elder Shuren before.

After absorbing the brain of an Immortal, besides awakening the Heaven’s Devourer Physique, he learned this technique as well.

This technique was truly something else, as Zhiran wasn’t sure what grade it belonged to.

But as the name suggested, this technique allowed him to project his Divine Sense as a spiritual field centered on himself.

Within this field, all disturbances in spiritual energy were directly reflected in his perception, bypassing the blood mist’s suppression entirely.

Since the fog only blocked external probing, it was useless once it entered the range of his Spiritual Field.

That was why Zhiran could move with absolute certainty.

"Swish!"

Zhiran flew across the thick blood fog with Mei Xuan in his arms, who seemed a bit shy.

But she couldn’t just ask him to let her go, could she?

Not to mention, she wasn’t complaining in the first place.

’Come to think of it, he came quite fast as soon as he got my distress signal, didn’t he?’

Mei Xuan thought, feeling somewhat sweet.

She thought Zhiran might not appear, as her life and death meant nothing to him. She was just a slave after all.

But he really came, and fast.

’Tch... and he still says he has no interest in me...’

She couldn’t help but look at his face from his arm, feeling that he looked a bit handsome. She had never noticed it before.

"We are here."

Zhiran suddenly spoke, his face growing slightly solemn.

"What happened?"

Mei Xuan asked after seeing him become so serious, as she still felt nothing. Her vision was still filled with crimson fog.

"It seems we are a bit late. Someone already got the inheritance."

Zhiran spoke before slowly flying lower and lower until he landed on the ground.

As soon as they landed, Mei Xuan noticed that the blood fog was getting visibly thinner and thinner at a rapid pace. In no time, she finally began to see her surroundings.

"What is that?"

But that only made her yelp in surprise, as the sight in front of her was really too grotesque and nauseating.

"Roar!"

"It seems his body isn’t powerful enough to contain that inheritance and has turned into a monster. Tch... tch... I never thought I would see him like this one day."

Zhiran tsked his tongue while looking at the huge monster in front of him.

What he saw in front was something that could barely be called human anymore.

The creature still possessed the outline of a cultivator’s body, but its flesh had grotesquely swollen and twisted, muscles bulging in unnatural angles as veins pulsed violently beneath its skin.

Its face had fused halfway into its chest, its mouth stretched wide as it let out a maddened roar, rows of blood-stained teeth gnashing without restraint.

Broken bones protruded from its limbs, yet they kept shifting and reforming, as if the body itself was desperately trying to adapt.

At the same time, the surrounding blood fog was being absorbed at a terrifying speed, surging into the monster’s body like countless crimson streams.

With every breath it took, its aura climbed rapidly, already stabilizing at the mid-stage of the Foundation Realm and showing signs of further evolution.

This was no longer a cultivator.

It was a malformed vessel, driven purely by instinct and hunger.

"Is that... someone you know?"

Mei Xuan gulped after feeling the terrifying aura of the monster and backed away a little.

She felt that she would be dead the moment it detected her presence, as she was only at the early stage of the Foundation Realm and no match for such a thing.

"Yeah... you know him too. He is such a... poor guy."

Zhiran smirked, showing no sign of stress even though the monster had already absorbed half of the blood fog around it and was about to enter the late stage of the Foundation Realm.

He seemed rather intrigued.

"I know him, too? Who is he?"

Mei Xuan was confused and was about to ask when, when suddenly, the surroundings went silent.

The groans and roars of the monster ahead abruptly stopped, plunging everything into pitch silence as her heart thumped loudly, heralding impending doom.

’No... we’ve been discovered!’

She turned her head around, and sure enough, immediately saw the monstrous and eerie eyes of the creature focusing on them. The thick, murderous aura alone was enough to make her feel suffocated.

To make matters worse, she heard a low growl from the monster.

This time, it formed words.

"M... M-Mo Zhiran... I-I will kill you..."

The thick hatred in its eyes was so palpable that even though it was already deformed beyond belief, it could still form words.

Clearly, it recognized Mo Zhiran.

"Yo... Wu Zhen... I never thought you would turn into this. Tch... tch... it seems you were too impatient."

Zhiran lightly remarked, completely ignoring the thick murderous intent that was about to materialize.

He was totally amused to see his former enemy in such a poor condition.

But he could understand his plight.

After all, he had destroyed his dantian, didn’t he? Although Wu Zhen recovered, with such an injury, he would never be able to get his revenge through normal means.

It made sense for him to try to gain great power in a short time.

It was just that the guy was slightly unlucky. He did manage to obtain an ancient inheritance, but his body was too weak to contain it.

Now, all that remained of him was this monstrous body, with only a faint instinct of who he once was.

’He must have really hated me to respond even in this form.’

Zhiran thought.

"Wu Zhen? Is he... that Wu Zhen?"

Mei Xuan looked at the uneven monster laced with blood, which looked nothing like any living creature she had ever seen, in total surprise.

She couldn’t believe that such a being was the Wu Zhen she had seen in the outer sect before.

"Kill... kill... kill..."

But listening to the continuous hatred-filled words that erupted as soon as he heard his name from Zhiran’s mouth, she had no choice but to believe it, even if she didn’t want to.

"You stay behind and don’t come near. I might not be able to save you otherwise."

Zhiran spoke and suddenly flew toward the massive monster on his own.

Then, before it could attack, he threw a solid punch at the massive body with full force.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar echoed around as Zhiran’s punch sent the large monster flying in a certain direction. However, Zhiran quickly noticed that aside from knocking it back, he hadn’t caused any damage at all.

Rather, his attack only managed to anger it further.

*Roar!!!*

Enraged, the monster let out a distorted roar as its massive body suddenly blurred, charging at Zhiran with terrifying speed that completely belied its size.

The ground shattered beneath its feet, chunks of earth exploding upward as its claws swung down like falling mountains, carrying overwhelming force and murderous intent.

Zhiran retreated swiftly, weaving between attacks, but even then, the shockwaves tore through the surroundings, sending violent ripples through the blood mist.

One careless move would mean being crushed into pulp.

Literally!

Zhiran was sure that his body wouldn’t be able to withstand such a pure physical force teemed with ancient force.

"Tch... still all brawn, no control."

After dodging constantly and playing around, Zhiran’s eyes finally went cold as he abruptly stopped retreating.

Then, with his order, his divine sense surged, and a profound, ancient scripture began to circulate within his sea of consciousness.

’Soul Forge Scripture.’

An early Heaven-grade technique that he got by extracting the brain of Han Luo from the Han family.

Zhiran had already noticed that although Wu Zhen was strong enough in this form to even go toe to toe with a Peak Foundation Realm cultivator, he didn’t have much control over his own body.

Due to the mutation, his rationality had already thinned, and he couldn’t properly attack with all his strength.

That was why Zhiran could easily dodge his attacks in a somewhat relaxed manner. Still, the monster’s body was far too strong, as his attacks could do nothing.

In the end, Zhiran decided to kill his soul directly.

*Swish!*

As Zhiran used the technique, invisible soul-forging runes erupted from his gaze and finally pierced straight into the monster’s head.

In an instant, the creature froze mid-charge, its roar choking into a broken howl as its consciousness was forcefully torn apart.

Cracks spread across its eyes as its soul was crushed and erased without mercy.

But even after that, instead of dying, the monster went completely berserk.

With no soul to restrain it, its body moved purely on instinct, wildly thrashing as its flesh rapidly decayed and regenerated at the same time.

Seeing such a scene of rampage, Zhiran didn’t hesitate. His dantian flared violently as pitch-blue flames erupted from his body.

’Heaven Devouring Fire.’

The flames swallowed the monster whole in an instant. No screams followed. No struggle remained. The massive body was devoured entirely, reduced to nothingness as if it had never existed.

When the flames finally dispersed, Zhiran stood calmly at the center of the scorched ground.

In his palm rested a single drop of shimmering ancient blood, quietly pulsing with profound power.