Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 200 Modern Peak VS Ancient Peak
A few hundred miles away from the ancient Egyptian city of Hamunaptra, in Cairo, Egypt.

A sandstorm came so suddenly. For Egyptians living in a country with a desert, sandstorm weather is nothing new.

Seeing the sandstorm getting worse and worse, locals and outsiders began to return to their homes and look for their mothers.

Those who stay in hotels will go out to drink to kill time, while those who stay at home will close the doors and windows and entertain themselves.

In the sandstorm that gradually covered the entire Cairo, dozens of figures fell from the sandstorm and landed on the roof of the Cairo Antiquities Museum.

"Here? This is Cairo. We are back? This..."

Looking down at the surrounding city outlines, Qianbol and others who had escaped from the time-stopping spell as soon as they landed looked at the Cairo city in front of them with disbelief on their faces.

Qian Boer, who was quite meticulous, also glanced at his watch. He vaguely remembered that they entered the camp at eight o'clock in the evening. Including the stop in the ancient city of Hamunaptra, it was only half an hour, and now it was eight forty.

Perhaps there was an error in my perception of time, but no matter what, in just over ten minutes, Imhotep, the high priest of ancient Egypt who lived in 2900 BC, sent them back to Cairo from Hamunaptra hundreds of miles away. So many people, without a single one left behind?
Ancient Egypt's sacredness is more awesome than airplanes?!

"What's wrong with me?"

“Congratulations, Miss Evelin. You have received the blessing of the high priest and have become a person like us.”

In the back, Evelyn looked at the sand gathering in front of her and had not yet realized that she had become a successfully transformed innate mutant, and a person with superpowers, not just a simple physical enhancement.

The curator, who had also received Imhotep's inheritance in the time-stop technique, naturally understood what had happened. Looking at Imhotep's back standing on the edge of the roof, he, who had recovered from the ups and downs, also knew the reason. He also bowed deeply to the high priest Imhotep, the leader of the ancient Egyptian guardians, who had his back to him.

Imhotep still turned his back to the curator's descendant and said nothing more. Everything that needed to be explained had already been explained in the ancient city of Hamunaptra.

Now, he just wanted to do as Wang Yi said, to have a good fight before he completely disappeared from this world!
The golden light that followed closely also fell on the roof of the building opposite Imhotep. Wang Yi's figure also appeared in the light, with a little sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that Wang Yi was just a little out of breath, Imhotep was very satisfied with the performance of this young man from Chinese civilization.

"Everything that should be taught to you is in your head. How much you can learn is up to you. Even if you don't understand, don't force yourself. Forcing yourself to protect the young people among the people is not the request of a high priest, but the concern of an old man who is about to die for the younger generation."

These were the last words Imhotep left to his descendant.

Then, Imhotep, who was standing on the roof with his hands behind his back and wearing a bald head that only a strong man could have, also imitated the gesture that Wang Yi had just made to challenge him and stretched out his hand towards Wang Yi on the roof of the opposite building.

"Young man, let me make it clear in advance that you are the challenger."

"I know!"

The triple power of Reverse Life was running at full capacity, white Qi was emanating from his body, and at the same time, Wang Yi used his magical power to shrink the ground into an inch.

Compared to the Golden Escape Flowing Light that I learned from Master Jin Guang, the Shrinking the Earth into an Inch is more suitable for this kind of medium and short-range combat.

The distance of more than ten meters was reached in an instant, but for Imhotep, the living god, he had the simplest way to break it.

The Eight Sacred Tricks of Ancient Egypt - The World!

It has the same function of controlling time as the Golden Watchman. When this move was used, Wang Yi's figure was forced to bounce out of the space he had escaped into. Then Imhotep waved his sleeves and slapped Wang Yi away.

Wang Yi's figure flew like a bullet towards a house not far away, knocking down the earth wall and causing a commotion.

Imhotep's figure also disappeared from the rooftop where he was standing. When he appeared again, he was already outside the house where Wang Yi was knocked flying and fell.

In the collapsed earth wall, Wang Yi also recovered from the influence of time stop. Looking at Imhotep who was waiting for him there, he raised his hand and waved, and the magnetic field energy that had been ambushed already instantly enveloped Imhotep.

And Imhotep seemed to know what Wang Yi had prepared for him. He did not dodge or evade, allowing Wang Yi's magnetic field to envelope him.

Then Wang Yi also rushed out of the house, with the magnetic field and true Qi flowing in his body.

Magnetic field rotation·magnetic field blasting fist!
The fist hit Imhotep's chest accurately. Imhotep's soul, which was already on the verge of death, became transparent for a moment when the magnetic field blasting fist hit him, then disappeared in front of Wang Yi and appeared behind Wang Yi.

The newly solidified palm slapped Wang Yi's shoulder, and a sound of bones breaking was heard.

Wang Yi slid forward for more than ten meters before he stopped, with his left shoulder drooping. But with a sound of bones breaking, his left arm, which had been broken just now, recovered.

"Your hands are not healthy anymore?"

"Come again!"

He raised his hand and swung it, and a powerful blow was directed towards Imhotep.

This was the technique he used in the capital to reverse the capture of the eight directions, and simulated the full-strength attack of the Japanese swordsman named Yagyu Tajima no Kami who launched a sneak attack on him.

The so-called slashing strike itself is a kind of force. As long as he can capture it and remember the way of exerting this force, he can simulate it by reversing the eight directions!

The slash created a furrow in the ground, but missed its target.

With a smile on his face, Imhotep turned into yellow sand and pounced towards Wang Yi.

The yellow sand carrying the sacred consciousness of Imhotep was not something Wang Yi could disperse at all. When he was wrapped in the yellow sand, the only thing Wang Yi could do was to push the invisible force field to the limit and isolate the yellow sand one inch away from his body.

Then his body was uncontrollably carried high into the sky by the yellow sand transformed by Imhotep.

"Is this the quicksand escape technique that is unique to Egypt?"

With this somewhat out-of-line thought, Wang Yi was carried to a high altitude by Imhotep. After realizing that the yellow sand he had transformed into was isolated by Wang Yi's force field and could not invade his eyes, ears, mouth and nose to plunder moisture, Imhotep once again used the "Luanjinwei" of the Eight Wonders Technique.

Even though Wang Yi was a time traveler, he would be stunned for five seconds when faced with this uncanny skill that directly targeted his opponent's fate, especially when it was performed by a living god like Imhotep.

The moment the yellow sand exploded, the invisible force field that had been broken in the fight with Zhang Zhiwei was forced to dissipate, and Wang Yi, with tattered clothes, was once again thrown out like a sandbag.

The yellow sand transformed by Imhotep also gathered into a human face. Looking at Wang Yi who was thrown out by him, he smiled and caught up with him.

Once, twice, three times.

Wang Yi was stunned by the "Golden Watchman" and unable to move. He was played an aerial relay by Imhotep in the air.

One second passed, two seconds passed... five seconds passed, and Wang Yi's time flow returned to normal, free from the influence of the "Luan Jin Watchman".

"You feel great when you fight, don't you? Magnetic field blast! I blast you!"

This time, Wang Yi, the 'Golden Watchman', was still not immune, but compared to the first time, he could sense that he was being hit, but he just couldn't fight back.

Relying on the sustained combat capability brought by the third level of reverse life and his own powerful life cultivation, Wang Yi directly adopted a strategy that would hurt both sides.

Using its own magnetic field as a fuse, it explodes directly!

A strong wind suddenly arose, and the sandstorm covering the city of Cairo also became violent. The quicksand transformed by Imhotep was directly blown away, turning into a ball and falling towards the Egyptian Governor's Palace below.

Also falling was Wang Yi who was in blurred consciousness.

However, as the first practitioner in the field of magnetic field martial arts, Wang Yi still knows the power of his magnetic field blasting move and how to adjust it.

Completely relax your consciousness and give full control to your body.

The true Qi in the body that had been disordered by the magnetic field explosion began to gather spontaneously and repaired the broken meridians. As a little bit of the true Qi was restored, Wang Yi once again turned into a stream of golden light, stopped his falling momentum, turned around, and landed above the tower of the Egyptian Governor's Palace.

The wind and sand ruffled his clothes, and Wang Yi, panting, looked at the quicksand that was gathering and flowing below and did not take action immediately.

The soldiers in the governor's palace and the Egyptian governor who was drinking wine behind closed doors were all panicked by this sudden disaster.

This scene doesn't look like a normal painting no matter how you look at it!

But for some reason, they just didn't want to leave like this. They wanted to watch the outcome of this battle between the strong men here.

The quicksand slowly gathered and took shape, turning back into the appearance of Imhotep.

At this moment, the ancient Egyptian high priest no longer looked as gentle and elegant as before. The black robe had disappeared, covering only the key parts. With a big bald head, he looked at Wang Yi and showed the same belligerent expression as Wang Yi. "Come again!"

"it is good!"

Five times the gravity field, total suppression!

Facing the position where Imhotep was, Wang Yi slapped it hard with one hand below and one hand above.

The five times invisible gravity also caused Imhotep's newly condensed body to disintegrate again, and the mud brick ground on which he was standing also collapsed.

But before his body and mind collapsed, Imhotep counterattacked Wang Yi's position.

The tower seemed to have been washed away by time and turned into yellow sand in a few seconds, wrapping Wang Yi inside and turning into a sand cocoon that fell to the ground.

The sand cocoon is constantly squeezing and shrinking.

The collapsed ground is also expanding, and the quicksand in it is also trying to break away from it.

As the two were in a stalemate, a cracking sound was heard.

Wang Yi, covered in blood, also rushed out of the sand cocoon that trapped him.

Similarly, Imhotep also broke free from Wang Yi's gravity field and rushed towards him with a laugh.

When the fists collided, a black hole the size of a thumb appeared on Wang Yi's palm and instantly swallowed Imhotep's left hand. Then half of Imhotep's body was swallowed by the imaginary black hole in Wang Yi's palm.

This move caught Imhotep off guard, and half of his body was blown away. It would take some time for him to gather himself again, but Wang Yi would not give him time.

The left hand reaches forward and grabs the other half of Imhotep's body

Magical power: draw a line on the ground to make a prison!
The invisible cage and the left hand that was holding Imhotep were cut off at the root, trapping Imhotep inside.

Wang Yi knew that this move could only trap Imhotep for a few seconds, as he was currently only relying on the evil energy. These few seconds were exactly what he wanted.

The true Qi in the body is mobilized so that he can still maintain the state of the third level of reverse life and not break away from it.

He put his right fingers together to form a knife and launched his third magical power at Imhotep who was trapped by him.

Magical power: dividing the river into land!
Another common name for this move is Space Slash.

It can be seen that as Wang Yi used this magical power, a part as large as a palm's distance at the junction of Imhotep's neck and torso disappeared directly.

At this time, the same treatment as Imhotep also occurred to the trees and buildings in the Governor's Mansion. They were all within the range of Wang Yi's space slash attack. Some areas were completely annihilated and disappeared without a trace.

As spectators, with the help of Isaac Taber, the future top of the Western alien circle, and the curator of the ancient Egyptian guardian who inherited Imhotep's legacy, others also witnessed the battle with their own eyes, and saw with their own eyes the scene where a part of the Governor's Palace building was wiped out with a wave of the king's hand.

At this moment, everyone on the field realized how big the gap was between them and Wang Yi.

"Dean..."

"If you want to save your life, you can do something like this."

The students from the Flamel Academy, which inherited the legacy of the great European magician Merlin, also breathed a sigh of relief, but they soon reacted.

That's not right. The dean of our school said that he could replicate Wang Yi's operation if his life was at stake. The problem is that the other party doesn't look like he's going to die at the moment! !
In the Governor's Mansion which was broken and collapsed and filled with smoke and dust, Wang Yi was breathing heavily, his right hand trembling. He took a few more steps forward, picked up his left hand which had just been cut off in the smoke and dust, and placed it on the broken end.

With the operation of the three levels of reverse life, the broken meridians and bones were reconnected, and with just one day of breathing exercises, the left hand could be restored to its original state.

"This is not a bad ending for you, a high priest of ancient Egypt who lived before Christ."

As he said this, Wang looked up and saw a blurry figure in the smoke and dust.

That was the strongest undead that he had just defeated with his own hands!
Imhotep's increasingly illusory figure walked out of the smoke and dust, looked at Wang Yi's astonished expression but did not attack again.

"No more fighting, I lost, and my time is almost up."

"You said that as if this victory was given to me by you."

"That depends on whether you are too stubborn. I didn't ascend to the heavens in the beginning, not because I couldn't do it, but because I gave up. However, I have truly realized the realm of those who have ascended to the heavens. You are fighting with an ascended person, young man."

"I know this, so I want to feel what kind of existence the so-called ascended people are. No one can tell me this."

"Have you realized it now?"

Wang Yi pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

Imhotep was not disappointed with Wang Yi's reaction, but was even more satisfied.

"That's right. If you really understood this from me, you might not be able to ascend."

"Ascension, ascension, since the birth of human civilization, the inheritance of aliens has continued, just for the sake of ascension, but what exactly is this ascension?"

"Only when you reach this point yourself can you understand what ascension is. There are too many things to give up. I can't do it, so I choose to stay."

"I understand. But you are really amazing. Thousands of years. Your soul has been dormant in that ancient city for thousands of years."

"Well... Actually, I just took a nap and you woke me up. In the cultivation system of our ancient Egyptian aliens, the soul is the main thing to cultivate. The body is weak, and I am the master of all of them. With the right time, right place, and right people, I can still be of some use."

"I see, but in your time, were you the only one who ascended?"

"That's not the case. I'm just one of the people in my civilization who have ascended. There aren't that many requirements for ascension."

"OK, that's fine. I thought there could only be one great emperor in the world. Then I can only be a great saint."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing much, but how many Inhumans can these arrows transform?"

"If used individually, without considering the losses, each arrow can transform about a hundred aliens before it is used up. If used in combination, six to seven hundred is the maximum."

"Well, this amount is enough. Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No, this fight was exciting. If I really have any wish, it's that the Guardians can continue their legacy. They should be the last of their kind in my era."

"mummy."

"what?"

"I will write this journey into a story, a story called "The Mummy", and then find someone to film it, using you as the prototype."

"A performance based on me? That's a good idea. Farewell, future generations."

"Well, no."

During the question and answer session, the ancient Egyptian ascended god Imhotep who was standing next to Wang Yi completely disappeared.

The last trace of consciousness mixed with the yellow sand covering Cairo, and a human face appeared to the curator and nephew, the guardians of ancient Egypt, and they greeted with a smile.

Along with the yellow sand covering Cairo, it completely disappeared from the world.

The yellow sand dispersed, and in the collapsed Governor's Mansion, Wang Yi stood alone with his hands behind his back, looking up at the stars.

It was as if saying goodbye to this ascended god who was active in ancient Egyptian civilization.

(End of this chapter)