Chapter 87 - 85: Crushing

Words : 1955 Updated : Oct 4th, 2025

What happens in Chapter 87 of "Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation"? Ding Huan didn't bring Lao Liu with him, just himself and Nian Jinqing arrived at... Read on to find out!

Ding Huan didn't bring Lao Liu with him, just himself and Nian Jinqing arrived at the East Communication Gene Center Building. "President Nian." When Nian Jinqing arrived at the East Communication Gene Center Building, everyone from the security at the entrance to the reception desk was exceedingly polite. As for Ding Huan who came along, no one even bothered to check his background. "Is Alliance Leader Shi here?" Nian Jinqing asked. The receptionist hurriedly replied, "There's been an issue with the human corridor defense line, and the Alliance Hierarch has been invited to the frontline. However, Principal Antonio is here, as well as Affairs Officer Xiao Qiang. Please wait, I will notify them for you." "No need, I have an appointment with the Principal, we can go up ourselves." Nian Jinqing said. From the fact that Ding Huan didn't go to the Beast King Group headquarters to find him, but set a trap for him instead, he understood that Ding Huan definitely didn't want the people from the Genetic Alliance to know. Nian Jinqing, after all, was a big shot, and he had arranged such private meetings before, so the receptionist didn't insist and let Nian Jinqing go straight to the elevator. ... The headquarters building of the Genetic Alliance in Puhai is the East Communication Gene Center Building. However, the real big shots of the Genetic Alliance generally have their offices on the top floor of the East Communication Gene Center Building. Even the meeting rooms are located on the top floor. The first time Ding Huan was up there, he had captured everyone in one fell swoop in the top-floor meeting room. Nian Jinqing also often came here, so he knew where Antonio's office was. "Mr. Ding, Antonio might be one thing, but I've heard that Affairs Officer Xiao Qiang's cultivation is very strong, hardly weaker than the Alliance Hierarch," Nian Jinqing cautiously told Ding Huan in the elevator. Ding Huan nodded. Some of these fellows might have been cultivating for over twenty years, so it was normal for their cultivation to be higher than his. What use was high cultivation? On the Changyi Continent, Ding Huan had seen too many Ninth-level Genetic Cultivators. But there are tremendous differences even among Ninth-level Genetic Cultivators, and many with high cultivation levels have weak combat abilities. The truly formidable Ninth-level Genetic Cultivators were all proven to be those with a Spirit Root, and most of these people were capable of Foundation Establishment. In his previous life, he had been a Fourth-level Genetic Cultivator as well; to be honest, his combat effectiveness relied entirely on fighting desperately. Now, he was also a Fourth-level Genetic Cultivator, but he wasn't on the same level as before. It wasn't just because he knew some spells, but more importantly because he now had a gene spiritual root. The difference between a Cultivator with a Spirit Root and one without is qualitative. Seeing that Ding Huan didn't say much, Nian Jinqing stopped prattling. He had witnessed Ding Huan's strength; even the Alliance Hierarch Shi Changqian would likely have trouble avoiding that Invisible Blade Radiance if he were here. Upon reaching the entrance to Antonio's office, Nian Jinqing habitually went to knock, but Ding Huan kicked the office door open directly. Inside the office, three people were seated, two men and one woman, seemingly discussing something. When Ding Huan rudely kicked the door open, all three in the room instantly stood up. Ding Huan saw clearly, the quickest to react was a slim, fair-skinned man, seemingly also of Hua Xia descent; this guy must be the Xiao Qiang mentioned by Nian Jinqing. Nian Jinqing was indeed not wrong; Ding Huan could tell at a glance that this skinny, fair-skinned man's cultivation was definitely not limited to a Fourth-level Genetic Cultivator, not even just a Fifth-level. Primarily, the aura of True Yuan around him was extremely surging. Regretfully, this was useless because the surging True Yuan was also very loose. Similar to his previous life, he was unable to fully utilize his True Yuan, limiting his attack capabilities. Because of these, Ding Huan became unconcerned. True cultivators with a Spirit Root or a gene spiritual root, after decades of cultivation, could not possibly fail to conceal the aura of True Yuan of even Fifth-level or Sixth-level Genetic Cultivators. This fellow's aura was loose and leaking; this lifetime, he could only go so far. "Nian Jinqing, what are you doing?" The woman was the first to scold angrily. Antonio and Xiao Qiang didn't speak and didn't even look at Nian Jinqing; both of their gazes fell entirely on Ding Huan. "You must be Ding Huan," Antonio, having seen Ding Huan once before, plus Ding Huan's big reputation, recognized him instantly. As for Nian Jinqing, he wasn't even taken into consideration by Antonio and Xiao Qiang. Nian Jinqing still had bloodstains on him, his aura unsteady, clearly seriously injured. A severely wounded Nian Jinqing coming to the Genetic Alliance headquarters with Ding Huan, no explanation was needed for them to know the situation. It was Ding Huan who had forced Nian Jinqing to come. The woman also realized her mistake and felt somewhat embarrassed by her lack of discernment. "Principal Antonio, long time no see." Ding Huan walked in with a smile, seeming to completely disregard Xiao Qiang's menace. In fact, Ding Huan did pay a bit of attention to Xiao Qiang, after all, Xiao Qiang was the strongest among the three. He wasn't afraid, but he couldn't afford to overlook him. Antonio was probably a fourth-level genetic cultivator and also an Earth-level Martial Artist, to Ding Huan that was meaningless. Even if Xiao Qiang was worse off, this guy could possibly be a sixth-level genetic cultivator. "Ding Huan?" The woman looked at Ding Huan with astonishment and uncertainty, Ding Huan was simply too famous. Before Ding Huan's father disappeared, he had even visited her Qin Family. Xiao Qiang suddenly raised his hand and a dozen white lights wrapped towards Ding Huan. As he made his move, Xiao Qiang was sure that even if Ding Huan was also a sixth-level genetic cultivator, he wouldn't be able to dodge his sudden Void-Sealing Ice Blade. It wasn't just a matter of having ample True Yuan, but also needing the coordination of mental power. Xiao Qiang was certain that in this world, those who understood telekinesis definitely wouldn't exceed three people. And the concept of telekinesis was his own creation, which meant force follows thought. In Xiao Qiang's eyes, the more advanced a cultivator's cultivation was, the most important thing during a confrontation was not how robust their True Yuan was, but how accurate their moves were. This was a kind of intricate control over True Yuan. To release over a dozen flying knives in one go wasn't hard, the challenge lay in ensuring that each knife had its own independent force and angle, instead of being identical to all the others. Although these dozen Blade Lights seemed consistent, not only did the force and angle differ, there were also differences in the sequence they followed. Some knives seemed to aim at the chest, but as soon as one tried to block them, they would instantly switch direction, aiming at the heart or other vital areas. This was what Xiao Qiang referred to as using thought to control force— simply, telekinesis. Of course, to block his dozen Void-Sealing Ice Blades, the prerequisite was that Ding Huan could withstand the True Yuan pressure of his sixth-level genetic cultivator. Otherwise, let alone blocking the ice knives, keeping his body stable would be challenging. Ding Huan's Divine Will was always focused on Xiao Qiang and knew the moment Xiao Qiang made his move. Despite this, once Xiao Qiang's dozen Void-Sealing Ice Blades were unleashed, Ding Huan still felt like the space around him was locked by the Sword Energy. No matter from which direction he tried to leave, three knives would certainly block him, and then the rest would surround and attack him. This oppressive aura was far stronger than the giant ape he had slain at Qianluo Mountain's foot. Indeed very strong, Ding Huan could confirm that if he didn't have Divine Will, this time he could only choose the weakest position to evade. Although Xiao Qiang was a sixth-level genetic cultivator, his True Yuan aura wasn't stronger than Ding Huan's; it was even a level weaker. Even without Divine Will, the most Ding Huan would experience was a bit of awkwardness. This made Ding Huan understand even more the immense use of Divine Will to a cultivator. Because Divine Will had captured the force and locked positions of the opponent's Void-Sealing Ice Blades, Ding Huan leaped up on the spot. Seeing Ding Huan daring to leap up from the spot to dodge his own Void-Sealing Ice Blades, Xiao Qiang's eyes revealed disdain. If his Void-Sealing Ice Blade could be so easily dodged, then Xiao Qiang would have no need to make a fool of himself. However, the next moment, Xiao Qiang was stunned. Ding Huan's hair almost touched the ceiling, two of the Flying Knives he shot out were stepped on by Ding Huan at the soles of his feet. The rest of the Flying Knives, as if they had eyes, narrowly missed Ding Huan's body. Before Xiao Qiang could speak, a Wind Blade from Ding Huan was already cleaving towards his neck. A feeling of extreme danger rushed at him and Xiao Qiang hastily tilted his head, shooting diagonally out. "Ah!" Ding Huan didn't expect Xiao Qiang to have such a strong premonition, avoiding his Wind Blade. But even before Ding Huan hit the ground, his body also moved several meters diagonally, and then he kicked out. Right after Xiao Qiang steadied himself, a large footprint kicked him square in the face. "Crack!" The sound of the broken nasal bone was clearly audible, and under this tremendous force, Xiao Qiang was kicked and flew against the wall before sliding down. Although his nose was in pain, Xiao Qiang was shocked as he looked towards the head of the bed. The Wind Blade he had dodged had split the bed in half. One could imagine, had he not dodged, that Wind Blade would have already torn him into two pieces. Xiao Qiang, regardless of his injury, started to feel uneasy— this strength... Absolutely would not be weaker than the Alliance Hierarch. Perhaps the True Yuan wasn't as formidable as the Alliance Hierarch's, but that effortless technique was already on par with the presence of Innate Strong People. Antonio, who had initially meant to block Ding Huan's path, instantly turned pale. He subconsciously withdrew his foot that he was about to step out with. He was well aware of how strong Xiao Qiang was. Despite cultivating both Martial Arts and genes, his strength wasn't even on the same level as Xiao Qiang's. Xiao Qiang, standing at the corner of the wall, didn't continue making a move. He knew he might not be a match for Ding Huan. Ding Huan could possibly be a higher than seventh-level genetic cultivator, and his Invisible Blade Radiance was unpredictable and hard to defend against. Even though he had not continued his attack, Xiao Qiang was still staring at Ding Huan, he still had his trump card— the moment Ding Huan made a move, he would immediately fight for his life. (Today's update ends here, goodnight, friends!)

Chapter 87 - 85: Crushing

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