Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1507: The Tumbler Fell

On Undying Mountain, at Tenshu Palace.

The gaunt, skeleton-thin Ultimate Evil Boy, with his spiky yellow hair dyed in a punk style, sat cross-legged in the shrine, staring intently at the massive monitor before him.

His fingers mashed the game controller rapidly as the screen displayed the classic Neon game *Dragon Quest*.

“Clack, clack, clack, clack—”

The sound of high heels echoed from behind. Ultimate Evil Boy pressed the pause button and glanced back lazily.

Purgatory Star, an executive of the Demon-Sealing Court, stopped a few meters behind him and knelt respectfully on one knee.

“Lord! We’ve detected traces of a suspected Epsilon-class Transcendent from the Huaxu Nation in the city!”

Hearing this, a glimmer of excitement flashed in Ultimate Evil Boy’s eyes.

“An Epsilon from Huaxu Nation? That nation that gave birth to *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*? Their people actually came to Edo City? Haha, how utterly fascinating!”

As a young man of the Xihe era, Ultimate Evil Boy adored Huaxu culture, especially the lore of the Three Kingdoms.

One of his dreams was to follow in the footsteps of Toyotomi Hideyoshi—leading a great army to conquer the Central Plains!

“But it’s nighttime now. They should be tangled up with those ghostly apparitions, right?” Ultimate Evil Boy asked nonchalantly.

Purgatory Star nodded.

“Indeed, they appeared at the Daliangdu Museum, seemingly searching for something.”

“Oh? Is that so?” Ultimate Evil Boy said casually, his gaze drifting to the corner of the wooden floor.

The room was cluttered with random items.

Figurines, body pillows, holy grails, and various precious treasures looted from Edo City.

Among the pile of junk, one could faintly make out a golden dragon specimen sealed inside a crystal box.

“Why would I leave anything valuable out in the open?”

Purgatory Star lifted her head and asked, “But we must retaliate against this intrusion into Edo City!”

Ultimate Evil Boy curled his lips.

“Let’s see how they handle the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons first! Who knows—maybe they’ll die before we even lift a finger!”

“Or,” he rubbed his chin, “even if they have some skill, they’ll be exhausted after fighting those ghosts. That’s when we’ll strike.”

“After all, those ghastly things don’t know friend from foe!”

…

The Daliangdu National Museum was reduced to rubble in an instant.

Edo City’s Night Parade of One Hundred Demons showed no mercy to human structures.

Zhang Yi shot into the sky, turning back in the night to stare down the three great ghost kings.

Abruptly, rain began to fall from the heavens, a light drizzle turning into a downpour.

The Demon-Sealing Court members monitoring from a distance immediately retreated, as if afraid to be touched by a single drop.

Zhang Yi extended his palm, letting a few raindrops land on his skin. His combat suit analyzed the rain and found traces of supernatural power within—contact with bare skin would surely bring calamity.

Fortunately, Zhang Yi wore the top-grade Hidden Dragon Armor, so he remained unaffected.

But in the rain-soaked night, a ghostly figure slowly approached, an umbrella perched on its head and a blue lantern in its hand.

From the museum’s ruins, rainwater pooled into puddles, and from within emerged a monster with a plate on its head, a turtle shell on its back, and a sharp beak.

Zhang Yi clenched his fist, squeezing the raindrops.

The next moment, a massive head suddenly flew up from below—a beautifully painted, deathly pale woman’s face, but attached to a serpentine neck hundreds of meters long!

Zhang Yi drew his gun, locked onto the flying head, and blew it to pieces in midair!

The long neck went limp and collapsed, splashing into the rain.

The Nukekubi sat cross-legged atop the Canine God’s head, letting out a “geigeigei” laugh that sounded like it came from the underworld.

The furious Great Tengu raised his staff.

“Boom!!”

A massive rift split open in the overcast sky, with white lightning slithering like silver serpents through the clouds.

A fierce gale swept in, laced with silver lightning, spiraling down from the heavens in a tornado-like vortex aimed straight at Zhang Yi’s location!

Facing the Great Tengu’s attack, Zhang Yi stood his ground without flinching, calmly lifting his head.

Manifold Phenomena—three thousand Dimensional Gates formed layer upon layer of defense around him. Though invisible, they possessed formidable defensive power.

The lightning-riddled tornado slammed into his dimensional space but vanished silently, without stirring a single ripple.

“Limited attack power—only about 13,000 points or so.”

Zhang Yi made his assessment bluntly.

“In that case—”

Without hesitation, he thrust his right hand toward the three great ghost kings. The next instant, a lightning storm burst forth from another Dimensional Gate, charging straight at them!

The Great Tengu’s expression shifted drastically. Caught off guard, he was hurled backward!

The Canine God dug its four claws into the ground, opened its massive maw at Zhang Yi, and the magatama beads around its neck blazed with cyan flames.

A surging energy gathered in its mouth, then shot out as a fierce energy cannon!

The lightning storm collided with the energy cannon, and the violent blast instantly leveled a ten-kilometer radius of Edo City!

Countless Seed Humans were blown away like trash, their limbs shattering as they fell across the city. Soon, their corpses littered the streets like plastic bags.

It was like a dump of discarded mannequins—yet even in death, they remained oblivious.

The Nukekubi’s gaze toward Zhang Yi finally turned serious.

He rose from atop the Canine God’s head, gripping his famed blade Kiri-kiri, and leaped forward, lunging at Zhang Yi.

Then, he swung a slash through the air!

No flashy energy ripples—but as he struck, the space around him warped visibly.

The Nukekubi, the master of all wandering phantoms and monsters in Neon mythology, a yokai fond of mischief.

Zhang Yi had already witnessed his ability: an unstoppable cutting power that left no damage to objects.

But no one dared to bet on what would happen if a body was struck!

Still, Zhang Yi knew his Dimensional Gates couldn’t intercept him effectively.

He drew both White Owls, merged them together, and aimed at the Nukekubi, ready to pull the trigger and unleash his strongest attack—the Spear of Annihilation!

Only by temporarily forcing the three ghost kings out of the battle could he buy time to escape with Liang Yue and the others.

But just as he was about to act, that immobilizing sensation struck again.

“The Tumbler fell!”

From that moment on, no matter how hard Zhang Yi tried, his fingers refused to budge the trigger even a fraction.

His entire body locked up, rigid as stone.

The Nukekubi soared high, leaping like a flea hundreds of meters into the air, closing in on him.

The ancient ghost king’s lips curled into a mocking grin. His withered arm gripped Kiri-kiri and brought the blade down in a vicious overhead slash!