Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 39 Cultivating life without cultivating nature is the first ailment of cultivation.

Raccoon City, Riverside District, is home to 50,000 people.

At this time, the main thoroughfare of the block was surrounded by cars, sandbags, and fences.

The corners, rooftops, and intersections were guarded by heavily armed men.

They wore different clothes, but all had tai chi patterns on their sleeves, symbolizing that they belonged to the same organization.

"They're here!" The person on the roof took down his binoculars and shouted.

Bang bang bang!

A group of strangely shaped zombies appeared ahead.

Under the overwhelming firepower of the group, the zombies were quickly wiped out.

An invisible yin energy gathered in the center of the block.

Outside the camp, Yaksha led his demons on hunts, including many armed men sent by the Umbrella Corporation.

Ghosts can manifest and harm people, but they can also be harmed by people.

But in this chaotic world, the least worrying thing is the lack of ghosts and gods, because the yin energy of the dead ghosts and gods constantly nurtures the soldiers and horses of the altar.

In addition to combat troops, there were also construction teams that dug out protective shelters from underground garages or the basements of high-rise buildings.

In the basement, the phantom of the Red Queen floated in mid-air.

"Given our current production capacity, if a nuclear explosion were to occur as the Taoist priest described, we could only ensure that the main command post could withstand the impact of the nuclear blast's epicenter."

"The main command post can accommodate a maximum of 800 people."

"As for the others, I suggest they disperse, utilizing basements and underground parking garages in high-rise buildings, away from strategic locations. They should not attempt to withstand a nuclear blast, but rather focus on defending the area affected by the blast wave..."

Deep inside the basement, there are countless instruments.

Huang and Bai assembled a scientific team to work on the research and development of the T virus.

The Red Queen terminal directed the researchers from the side.

They discovered that Alice's genes were a perfect match for a variant of the virus, and after the fusion, she possessed superhuman reflexes, resilience, strength, and even superpowers.

Using Alice's genetic compatibility, the team developed the first enhancement drug.

At this moment, Huang Bai lay on the platform as the mutant strain was slowly injected into his body.

Prior to this, the mutant strains had been tested by Umbrella Corporation's captives, and all of them had failed.

One by one, the experimental subjects suffered mental breakdowns and became puppets without self-awareness.

Others couldn't explain the symptoms, but Huang Bai figured out the reason.

"Cultivating one's nature without cultivating one's destiny will make it difficult for one's spirit to attain sainthood even after countless eons. Cultivating one's destiny without cultivating one's nature is the first ailment in spiritual practice."

Huang Bai realized that this was a collapse caused by the soul being unable to withstand the strength of the body after the physical body was strengthened.

Fortunately, my spirit is strong enough that I don't need to worry about this.

Wow!

As the medicine was injected, Huang Bai closed his eyes, sensing the mysterious changes in his physical body.

Every inch of flesh and blood is strengthened, and qi and blood surge along the meridians, gradually transforming the physical body.

This is an unconventional form of external alchemy.

Huang Bai still follows the path of external alchemy, using external objects to strengthen his physical body.

New changes are taking place in the outside world.

The helicopter hovered in the air, and the sound of a walkie-talkie could be heard inside.

"Congress has decided to destroy Raccoon City with nuclear weapons to prevent the virus from leaking out. We must capture the Myth Experiment Subject."

Mythical Experiment Subject is the name the Umbrella Corporation uses for Huang Bai.

A cage was lowered from the helicopter.

The cage held a monster that was three meters tall, had huge claws, carried a machine gun on its shoulder, and was covered in armor.

The monsters seemed to be anesthetized; the moment the cage hit the ground, they awoke.

Roar! !

The monster let out a deafening roar, which kicked up clouds of dust.

This is the most powerful weapon researched by the Umbrella Corporation—the Tyrant.

The tyrant possesses a strength of over ten tons, an indestructible body, and a circulatory system with multiple hearts.

Bang bang bang!

Everyone immediately opened fire, but the barrage of fire could not inflict any damage on the tyrant. Instead, they were suppressed by the firepower on the tyrant's shoulder.

The tyrant moved swiftly, its claws tearing through all obstacles in its path, even easily shredding thick concrete, while the machine gun on its shoulder suppressed long-range fire.

A tyrant can rival an elite army.

Roar!

The Yaksha, accompanied by fierce ghosts, surrounded the tyrant, and a battle between monsters ensued.

Ordinary vengeful spirits cannot get close to the tyrant, whose blood aura is the natural enemy of vengeful spirits; only yakshas can contend with him.

Soon, the vengeful spirit was quickly consumed, and the yin energy returned to the altar.

On the helicopter, the people under the umbrella looked at their masterpiece with satisfaction.

"The mythological test subject possesses the ability to control spirits. If we capture this cunning fellow, we will be the gods of the new world."

To this end, they dispatched a powerful tyrant, representing the pinnacle of contemporary biotechnology.

The first underground level.

The room was gloomy and eerie, with a greenish aura spreading throughout, making the dim candlelight seem even more sinister.

A black altar is enshrined on the altar.

Ghosts appeared intermittently above the black altar, and they quickly joined the battle.

As the yin energy gathered, the soil in the altar turned an eerie green.

If Huang Bai were here, he would surely recognize this as a hundred-year-old Yin soil, soil from the underworld.

Only by possessing this Yin soil can ghosts truly find peace, without needing to rely on external Yin energy to survive. This is the foundation that only a sect with a history of hundreds of years can possess.

This is equivalent to the power of sacrificing ten thousand people in blood.

Huang Bai, however, achieved this easily in this world.

In the instant the century-old yin soil was formed, the yellow and white colors awakened.

"I think you should go up and help; the people up there can't hold on any longer," the Red Queen said emotionlessly.

"No rush."

Huang Bai stretched out his hands, took out a knife, and made a cut. The wound slowly healed.

Superb resilience, superb endurance, superb sensitivity, and superb perception.

The viral variant is indeed quite good.

Looking in the mirror again, the emerald green in my eyes had disappeared.

"Good, very good."

……

"roar!"

The tyrant grabbed the shackles, shook off the yaksha, and leaped to the last line of defense.

At that moment, the wall next to them rippled, and the yellow and white material emerged through it.

In a single exchange, lightning flew from Huang Bai's palm, striking down and instantly shattering the tyrant's head.

Although the White Crane Boy's Palm Thunder can only be used once a day, its power is truly extraordinary.

"Quick! Run!"

Those on the helicopter saw this and immediately left.

Meanwhile, a new star is rising in Nevada, hurtling towards Raccoon City.

"Trying to run away?"

Whoosh!

Huang Bai's spirit left his body and flew into the sky.

Those inside the helicopter saw the Taoist priest wielding a bronze sword, slashing down at them.

"it's over."

boom!

The helicopter exploded, turning into a cloud of smoke and dust.

As his soul returned to his body, Huang Bai glanced at the thin white line in the distance. If he wasn't mistaken, it must be a nuclear weapon.

"It's about time we left."

He wouldn't put himself in danger.

Although the Red Queen said the underground facilities could withstand a nuclear explosion, what if it were ten atomic bombs?

This is just a world without any mission requirements. Anyway, I have achieved my goal. Not only has my physical body been strengthened, but I have also successfully crafted the century-old altar.

If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely come back here again.

Huang Bai returned to the underground, picked up the altar, and carrying a box containing a mutated T-virus strain. He addressed the crowd:

"My time is almost up. Now that you have developed the antiviral serum, the rest is up to you."

Huang Bai addressed the crowd.

"Where are you going, Taoist priest?" Alice asked.

"A distant world."

Huang Bai looked into the distance, then lit sandalwood incense and watched as everyone closed the alloy door.

Soon, the sandalwood incense burned out, the Heavenly Dao talisman slowly lit up, and the figure gradually faded.

The Red Queen relayed information from the outside world.

Everyone watched helplessly as Huang Bai mysteriously disappeared, heading towards an unknown dimension.

His myths and legends will forever remain in this world.

boom!

Before leaving, Huang Bai vaguely saw an explosion as dazzling as the sun sweeping in all directions.

"Just how much cultivation is required to withstand a nuclear explosion?"

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