Chapter 90

The White Prison Star has no distinct seasons, with the temperature remaining extremely constant throughout the year. The days are scorching hot, while the nights are unbearably cold, causing the entire planet's ecosystem to be destroyed.

Time had already passed into September. If it were on the planet Domil, it would be entering autumn, with pleasant weather. However, on White Prison Star, there was no change at all.

During the day, the red alert zone of White Prison Star is filled with intense heat. This area seems to be on the verge of being scorched, with the ground dry and cracked, and the ruins of cities in a state of utter desolation. Stepping into this area, one can see a grayish haze everywhere, with heat waves surging from all directions, instantly evaporating any liquid.

The ecological environment of the red alert zone is the worst on the entire planet. However, this area is also where the monsters are most active and where interstellar mercenaries are most frequently found.

There are trees growing here as well, but most of their trunks are extremely bent. It must be said that survival is an instinct of any living organism. To adapt to the extremely harsh climate of White Prison Star, the trees have been continuously evolving. The distribution of trees in this forest is sparse, with the number often not exceeding a hundred. However, the branches and leaves are extremely dense, with a single tree often covering an area of several thousand meters, truly blocking out the sun and clouds. This is the result of the survival of the fittest.

In a forest, intense rumbling sounds can be heard from time to time, as if an interstellar armored vehicle is rolling over the ground, making a deafening noise.

In the shadows of the forest, a massive figure darted past. This figure was a giant scorpion, nearly 10 meters tall, with a carapace of yellowish-brown color. It had eight sharp claws, as sharp as knives, which plunged into the ground at high speed, leaving deep cracks several meters deep. It moved like the wind.

This is a very fearsome creature in the red alert zone called the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion, named for its eight scorpion claws. It is one of the most difficult creatures to deal with among the fifth-level monsters.

This Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion was chasing its prey for the day, a slender youth.

As it moved quickly, the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion occasionally emitted a hissing sound, filled with a bloodthirsty cruelty, as if it was extremely excited about the meal that was about to be in its mouth.

The youth and the monster continued to run through the forest. Sun Yan, while darting forward, taunted the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion, causing it to hiss repeatedly.

Sand and soil flew up from the ground, and withered branches and leaves were scattered everywhere, like a storm passing through. Finally, Sun Yan stopped, turned around, and smiled at the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion.

Seeing its prey stop running, the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion let out a triumphant hiss. Its eight claws plunged into the ground at high speed, like a heavy armored vehicle rolling over. The front four claws swept up, cutting towards the youth's body from four different angles.

The most terrifying aspect of the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion is its claws. The scorpion's venom is not fatal to martial artists, but its claws are like eight alloy war knives, capable of easily slicing through heavy armored vehicles, extremely sharp.

The wind blew across Sun Yan's face, lifting his hair and revealing his handsome and determined face. A smile hung on his lips. He lowered his shoulders, and his fists, one left and one right, struck upward, combining intense heat and extreme cold, two opposing elemental forces, in a powerful blow.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shadow of the fist collided with the scorpion's claws, causing a surge of air and a strong wind to spread out. It was not the slender Sun Yan who was pushed back, but the massive Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion.

Sss... The Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion let out a series of painful hisses, quickly retreating. Two of its claws were charred black, while the other two were covered with a thin layer of frost.

Flame Fist Intent!

Extreme Cold Fist Intent!

By using these two martial arts true intents to drive the "Tiger Slaughter Death Strike," the power of this combat technique had long surpassed the realm of a fourth-grade upper combat technique.

In the midst of the intense force, the flames burned internally, and the cold surged in the midst of the deadly strike. Even a fifth-level martial artist could only temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

With a spring from his legs, Sun Yan darted forward, using the "Hurricane Step," his figure like a ghost. In the next moment, he stood on the back of the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion, infusing his inner essence into his feet, and the "Dragon Subduing Pile" technique was activated, stomping down heavily.

The Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion's body immediately sank. It felt a heavy, mountain-like force pressing down on its back, almost crushing its entire body. It was a sense of impending death.

In a desperate roar, the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion instinctively raised two of its claws, slicing towards its back, trying to escape the threat posed by this terrifying youth.

Pfft! Pfft!

Two crisp piercing sounds, and streams of crimson blood spurted out. The Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion's two claws pierced through its own body. Its massive body swayed a few times and then crashed to the ground, instantly falling silent.

Standing before the corpse of this monster, Sun Yan shook his head and muttered, "The data says that the carapace of the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion is as hard as fine steel. I originally wanted to test whether its claws were sharper or its shell was harder. Now it seems that the claws are indeed sharper."

Crouching down, Sun Yan took out an alloy knife, cut off a section of the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion's claw, and threw it into his backpack. He then looked at the corpse with regret and pouted, "These past two months have really wasted a lot of materials! I must be a real spendthrift."

After the conflict with Qian Julong, Sun Yan had been in the red alert zone for nearly two months. During this time, he had been hunting monsters and honing his combat techniques, without returning to the military base.

In the two months, Sun Yan had not carefully calculated how many monsters he had killed. He did not want to count the exact number because it would certainly be a heart-wrenching amount.

The materials from the corpses of third-level and above monsters are very valuable. Sun Yan, of course, wanted to take them back to the military base to exchange for credit points, which would definitely be a substantial reward. However, considering the long distance and the need to achieve an excellent evaluation in the survival training, Sun Yan had to endure the pain of leaving the monster corpses in the wilderness.

"An Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion's claws and carapace are said to be worth tens of thousands of credit points if sold casually!" Sun Yan sighed, "Ah, you can't catch a wolf without risking your child. For the final score in the survival training, I have to endure it."

Putting the section of the claw into his backpack, the backpack Sun Yan was using now was not the original one but a spatial layer backpack left by John.

On the surface, this backpack looked the same size as the one Sun Yan used before, but its capacity had increased by more than 100 times. This backpack used the latest spatial layer technology, making it convenient to carry more items and making interstellar travel more convenient.

However, even with the large capacity of this spatial layer backpack, it could not hold the entire corpse of an Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion.

"Ah!" Sun Yan sighed again, muttering, "I've heard that the best spatial layer backpacks from the Zeus Phoenix Group have a capacity equivalent to a fortress. I wonder if that's true. If I had such a backpack, how many monster corpses could I carry!"

Sun Yan couldn't help but start to fantasize, completely forgetting that anyone who could own such a spatial layer backpack would have a very prominent identity and a shocking background, and would not care about such a small amount of money.

At this moment, a series of rumbling sounds came from the sky, and several flying vehicles appeared in the distance. At the same time, the sound of breaking air came from outside the forest, as if hundreds of martial artists were rushing towards this area.

Sun Yan's eyes flickered as he looked into the distance, "Hmm? An interstellar mercenary group with over a thousand members, the red alert zone is really lively!"

The number of interstellar mercenaries in the red alert zone far exceeded that in the green and orange alert zones. Most of these mercenaries were in team configurations, often numbering in the hundreds. There were also many mercenary groups with thousands of members. These groups were well-disciplined and had many large weapons, so they did not need to return to the military base for supplies and could be self-sufficient.

Although Sun Yan did not know the details of the mercenary group that had just appeared, he had had several encounters with them over the past half-month. Many of the monster corpses he had killed had been collected by this mercenary group.

This mercenary group had issued several announcements, hoping that Sun Yan would come to claim his rewards. However, after the conflict with Qian Julong, Sun Yan had many concerns. On one hand, he was worried that the mercenaries he had contact with would be retaliated against by the Qian family. On the other hand, Qian Julong's convincing disguise had made Sun Yan wary of the interstellar mercenaries on White Prison Star.

Monsters are indeed cruel and terrifying, and some are even cunning. However, compared to the treachery of human hearts, they are nothing.

Sighing, Sun Yan turned and left, using the "Hurricane Step." A light wind swirled around him, as if lifting his entire body, and in a few leaps, he disappeared into the depths of the forest.

In the nearly two months, Sun Yan had not only stabilized his inner essence at the third-level martial realm but had also perfected all the combat techniques he had mastered. His use of the "Hurricane Step" was now extremely proficient.

With the "Hurricane Step" and the Flame True Intent, even the most advanced detectors would find it difficult to track Sun Yan's exact location in such a hot environment.

A short while later, several flying vehicles arrived, hovering over the forest. Hundreds of figures followed, arriving at the site of Sun Yan's battle.

Looking at the corpse of the Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion on the ground, the interstellar mercenaries were all surprised. Killing a fifth-level monster was not unusual, but this monster had clearly killed itself. Such a bizarre death was truly incomprehensible.

One of them speculated, "Captain, the death of this Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion is probably the work of that mysterious martial artist."

"Is that obvious? Do you need to point it out?" Someone in the group retorted.

The captain observed the surroundings, nodded, and sighed, "Yes, the death of this Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion is so bizarre, it must be the work of that mysterious martial artist. Unfortunately, this martial artist does not want to contact our mercenary group. Otherwise, if this person joined us, our mercenary group's strength would definitely be greatly enhanced."

Beside him, a veteran mercenary said, "A martial artist who can kill fifth-level monsters with ease and has such a mysterious presence is likely a talented member of a martial arts family or even a martial arts clan. It would be difficult for such a martial artist to join our mercenary group."

The captain nodded silently and waved his hand, "Drag the corpse of this Eight-Blade Giant Scorpion back. I doubt that mysterious martial artist would care about the materials from this monster. Dismiss!"

At this moment, in a mountain range at the edge of the forest, Sun Yan was hiding in a rock crevice to cool off, unaware of the incident at the battle site. If Sun Yan had heard the captain's words, he would probably have been driven to the brink of despair. How could he not care about the corpse of a monster?

Closing his eyes to rest, Sun Yan slowly recovered his depleted essence. At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and countless rocks rolled down from the rock crevice, as if the entire mountain was about to collapse.

"What's happening?" Sun Yan was startled.