American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The one speaking was the white-clothed youth. His cave wasn't too far from here.

Qishan had been using the Earth Release ninjutsu, and the entire process was silent. He didn't expect to still be discovered by the other party.

Qishan's lips curled slightly, and he ignored him, continuing to exert force upwards.

The light pillar closely followed, rising another inch. Then, a hand suddenly appeared, grabbing Qishan's wrist.

Immediately afterward, a sinister voice sounded in his ear.

Qishan slowly turned around and, sure enough, next to the white-clothed youth, he saw the black-clothed youth clutching his wrist.

Just now, he had used his ability to turn into smoke, transforming his wrist into a sharp blade. He had slowly slid it across Qishan's neck, expecting to see a scene of blood splattering, but he hadn't anticipated that pure energy would be directly devoured after touching Qishan's skin.

And the left hand gripping Qishan's wrist also clearly had a layer of flesh missing.

The other party was seriously injured, but Qishan didn't feel anything at all. Perhaps under the surge of澎湃energy, he couldn't feel such a tiny ripple.

Or perhaps the other party's power was too insignificant, so insignificant that it couldn't be noticed without careful observation.

"How exactly did you get in here?"

The black-clothed youth was full of vigilance, staring at Qishan's face for a few seconds before a trace of realization flashed in his eyes.

"It's you! The one who mastered the amazing survival skills, the one who could build his own hut in the middle of a desolate mountain! I knew you weren't a simple person. I tried several times to instigate Harry to develop a dislike for you, but each time I failed. This is almost impossible. So the reason lies with you!"

Qishan's eyelids twitched, and he barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Are you kidding me? What does this have to do with me? Harry is just a born optimist. He's incompetent himself and insists on finding reasons in others. Isn't that just crazy?

Speaking of which, if he wasn't crazy, he wouldn't be so bored as to try to verify the issue of human nature's goodness or evil.

Does he really think everyone is a philosopher?

He should focus on studying his own home first!

Perhaps seeing that Qishan was unmoved, the white-clothed youth stepped forward, his voice steady and soothing. "I don't know where you came from, nor do I know how you discovered this place, but you are right. All the secrets of this island, and the reason why the survivors appeared, are all on this pillar of light in your hand.

I can tell that you have powerful martial strength and a resilient heart.

As long as you don't destroy the foundation of the island, I can cultivate you into my successor. After I die, you will inherit the position of guardian and own this island!"

Before Qishan could speak, the black-clothed youth shouted frantically, "That's impossible! They are outsiders! How can we let them inherit the island? Only we are the rightful heirs.

Rick, stop looking for so-called successors. You have the Elixir of Life. As long as you continue to use it, you can extend your life indefinitely and live with the island until the end of time. Wouldn't that be better? As long as you can let me leave the island, I guarantee I will send a batch of people every year!"

The white-clothed youth smiled faintly. He didn't speak, but he made his meaning very clear.

That was impossible!

Seeing that the black-clothed youth was about to descend into an even more frenzied state because of the rejection, Qishan was too lazy to listen to their love-hate entanglement. He exerted force with his hand, and the entire pillar of light was pulled out.

The island below emitted a rumbling sound, and the surface began to shake. The entire island fluctuated unevenly, as if its roots had been severed. The entire island became a small sampan drifting with the waves, as if a huge wave could directly overturn it.

On the island, because the mineral water had been exhausted, the survivors who had no choice but to change their encampments were now in a state of panic. The island suddenly shook with an earthquake, and the surrounding waters vibrated wildly. A tsunami was about to form.

It felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing.

The surviving villages were even more不堪. After years of being trapped, they had long resigned themselves to fate, thinking they could spend the rest of their lives in peace. Even if they were lonely, at least they were alive. But they didn't expect that even this small wish would be extinguished by the disaster.

Many people directly gave up running, kneeling on the ground in despair, clasping their hands together, and praying to an unknown god.

Deep in the earth, as Qishan pulled out the pillar of light, all the energy poured into Qishan's body.

His physique was strengthened to a critical point, as if a thin eggshell had been shattered. In a daze, he seemed to hear a cracking sound, and then the world was completely different.

His vision was clearer, the colors were more vibrant, as if he had his own halo. Everything he looked at seemed to be faintly glowing.

The black-clothed youth screamed. The invisible energy was stripped away, and the whole person instantly turned into an ordinary person from an energy state.

The white-clothed youth was a little better, but blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"1000 years... So, in the end, I still couldn't escape this fate? Well, well!"

The white-clothed youth looked lost and gradually knelt to the ground.

His figure changed from a tall and sturdy youth into a pile of white bones within a few seconds. Even his clothes weathered away. On top of the pile of white ash, a small red gourd sat quietly, emitting a faint glow.

The black-clothed youth pounced over, frantically trying to snatch the gourd.

A White Zetsu suddenly appeared and kicked the black-clothed youth away.

The unreserved power instantly broke his sternum, and the whole person was embedded in the rock wall like a hanging painting. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes as wide as copper bells, and he whimpered a few times before dying directly.

Qishan didn't even look at him. He reached out slightly, and the small gourd automatically flew into his palm.

This small gourd was indeed a bit magical. It looked a bit crystal clear, as if it were carved from red jade, but it faintly exuded a kind of life aura.

The gourd wall was somewhat translucent, and you could see more than half a gourd of water inside. When it was shaken slightly, you could still hear the sound of the water rippling.

"Could this be the secret to his 1000 years of life?"

Qishan was a little curious. After thinking for a moment, he pulled out the small gourd and sniffed it gently.

He was slightly stunned, and then he laughed.

That's a bit interesting. It's actually a high concentration of the Spring of Life.

I didn't expect treasures from the fantasy plane to appear in the real plane. It seems that this world is not that simple!

Fortunately, my mission has been completed!