Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 135 - 108: The Death God’s Cage!

Chapter 135: Chapter 108: The Death God’s Cage!

The entire Void began to turn a deep red.

"All Things in the World!"

This move was coming again!

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts flashed like lightning as he quickly pondered how to counter this move.

Just now, there were many buildings blocking the way, and the dirty magic hand absorbed part of the attack, plus the protection of the Demon Armor, which was why he had survived in the end.

Even so, he was thrown onto the square, creating a deep crater.

His body still ached.

What should he do?

...No, that’s not right.

The dirty magic hand could actually block the attack of All Things in the World?

Wu Xiaode reached out and rubbed his chest.

There was no pain at all in the chest area.

Yes, the Demon Hand had been blocking there just now.

Why could it withstand the attack of All Things in the World?

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts raced.

He remembered that when he was killed by the One-eyed Giant, the Book of the Dead had recorded this move.

"All Things in the World:"

"Infinite Skill that covers everything the One-eyed Giant contemplates; one must die if caught, only Death can stop it."

Only Death can stop it.

Demon Mist couldn’t stop it because it was an illusion, whereas the Demon Hand was a real object, a hand of substance created from the Death Realm.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode looked across.

An endless red radiance emanated from the Pope, rushing towards him quickly—

There were no other options left.

Wu Xiaode suddenly snapped back to reality.

He shouted loudly, "White, give me a few Chang Ghosts!"

The red bishop immediately appeared in front of him, accompanied by several other bishops.

"Block it!" Wu Xiaode commanded.

"Yes."

The bishops formed a row, like a wall, and stood in front of Wu Xiaode.

"It’s useless, you all will die!" the Pope roared.

He opened his hands wide.

An even denser deep red radiance burst forth from him, quickly occupying every space.

Wu Xiaode remained unmoved, saying sternly, "Bring me a few more Chang Ghosts to protect my flanks and rear."

"No problem," the White Tiger said quietly.

The priests appeared.

All of them formed walls on all sides, and a few even connected above to create a human-shaped barrier, protecting Wu Xiaode in the middle.

The wind howled fiercely.

Aggressive glints of light flashed continuously.

One moment.

Two moments.

The light gradually dimmed and faded away.

All the Chang Ghosts dispersed in turn, disappearing back into the Void.

Wu Xiaode stood in his place, unscathed.

His hand rested on the Dream Blowing Blade, and his entire posture was that of drawing the sword.

The Pope’s incredulous voice rose, "Impossible! No one in history has ever survived God’s strike!"

Clang!

The long blade unsheathed, slashing golden streaks through the Void.

Suddenly, the Pope reached out and grabbed through the air—

Wu Xiaode vanished from where he stood and appeared before him.

In that instant, the Pope stood before him, and behind him was the glint of the golden blade he had slashed.

Was it an attack? Or should he evade first?

Wu Xiaode didn’t care anymore.

"Die!"

He roared in rage, lifting the long blade, aiming a strike at the Pope’s neck.

The Pope brought his hands together, and suddenly a huge head phantom surged from his body.

It was the head of the One-eyed Giant!

He had never seen this move before; what could it be?

Wu Xiaode swung his blade.

The One-eyed Giant opened its mouth wide and sucked toward Wu Xiaode’s hand—

The Dream Blowing Blade was instantly pulled in.

The long blade entered the phantom’s mouth, was chewed harshly a few times, and spat out.

Sharp fragments scattered everywhere.

The blade—

Was gone.

At that moment, we return to Wu Xiaode, who, thanks to years of brawling, possessed a strong psychological endurance and reacted promptly.

The moment the blade was sucked away, he no longer cared about it, turning his hands from palms to fists and unleashed a Swinging Force punch.

Thud!

A muffled sound.

The Pope, having just completed a victorious spell, was chanting another, his protective Spell was interrupted, and he was struck by the punch, flung into the air.

The Pope spat out blood and, almost without thinking of anything else, shouted loudly, "Repel!"

The red scepter planted in the ground suddenly emitted a ring of light, catapulting Wu Xiaode away.

Only then did the Pope relax; he gestured, calling the red scepter back into his hand, holding it firmly as he warily watched Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode landed on the other side of the arena, steadied himself, and assumed a boxing stance.

Both men were silent for a time.

One without his sword.

The other struck by a heavy blow.

At this moment, it could be said they were evenly matched, and who would live or die remained to be seen.

"God is with the devout; with this belief, I shall overcome all on earth," the Pope recited a scripture.

Wu Xiaode frowned slightly.

This guy’s power had weakened a lot, not as formidable as when the One-eyed Giant used it himself.

But it was unexpected that the One-eyed Giant had such an ability.

—To directly destroy weapons.

Days later, when facing it again in the Demon Pit, the moment it got annoyed, no weapon would withstand.

What should he do?

His expression was seen by the Church Leader.

"Mortal, you have committed so many grave errors in the face of God, do you now regret them?" the Church Leader said in a serious tone.

"Don’t change the subject, I’m thinking about something else," Wu Xiaode replied impatiently.

The Church Leader’s face darkened, and he was about to speak when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Iron Wire Fist..."

He murmured in a low voice, his pupils shrinking as he said softly, "I heard that this boxing technique is like an iron wire piercing the viscera, continuously destroying the body’s functions..."

As if having made some decision, the Church Leader knelt on both knees, pressing his hands to the ground.

Wu Xiaode’s eyes twitched.

This move, he had not seen the One-eyed Giant use before.

And the Church Leader’s body was clearly radiating a power like never before, as if something extremely terrifying was lurking, not yet unleashed.

"I didn’t want to use this move because it represents the ultimate."

"But now I have only one thought."

"Die, Wu Xiaode, go to where you belong and never come back to life again!" shouted the Church Leader.

Suddenly, a black hole that kept spinning appeared on the ground of the arena.

In an instant.

This black hole expanded, enveloping the entire arena within it.

Wu Xiaode looked around, only to see endless iron cages appearing everywhere, each one confining a rotting corpse or skeleton.

But the Death God was not here.

—Perhaps it was still in that parallel world, searching for its prey?

Regardless, lucky it wasn’t here!

Wu Xiaode was thinking this when he suddenly saw the Church Leader’s body slowly fading, almost vanishing from this world.

"This is where the Death God incarcerates souls, and you will stay here forever, waiting for the Death God’s torment!" said the Church Leader’s voice from far away.

He vanished.

The next instant—

The Book of the Dead abruptly flipped open, revealing lines of ice crystal text:

"You are a soldier of the Death World, with a rank conferred by a dragon drake itself, and you possess the awakened power of Death—"

"The Book of the Dead!"

"This place is not the true Death Realm, just a soul prison disconnected from both life and death."

"It’s a prison world, a manifestation of death."

"It has no right to detain you!"

The Book of the Dead shuddered.

The scenes around him quickly dissipated.

Two Demon Hands emerged from the Void, one on each side, grabbing Wu Xiaode’s arms and lifting him upward—

In the blink of an eye.

Wu Xiaode separated from that world and returned to the arena.

The Church Leader was gasping for breath, his eyes scanning around when he suddenly noticed someone reappear not far ahead.

"How could you possibly come back!" the Church Leader exclaimed in disbelief.

Wu Xiaode pointed at the Church Leader and said seriously, "I admit the power of the God behind you is extremely potent, so with the next move, let us decide life and death."

He raised his hand into a boxing stance.

Mist exploded from his body, filling the entire arena.

That’s right, he couldn’t keep fighting with the Church Leader.

Each move of the One-eyed Giant was incredibly strong; this time, he was just lucky to have already encountered the Deep Red Beam and the All Things in the World, and he just happened to witness a move spared by Death.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not have been able to return.

He couldn’t allow the Church Leader to act again!

Whoosh—

Wu Xiaode kicked the ground and dashed toward the Church Leader like a bolt of lightning.

The Church Leader, however, had already calmed down.

He looked at his watch and then began to smile again.

"Wu Xiaode, our individual power is so insignificant, it’s not worth mentioning in front of Divine spirits," he said.

"With flesh and soul as offerings, we can invoke the power of Divine spirits to descend, and if the sacrifice is right, the power can be multiplied several folds."

As the Church Leader spoke, he took a small jug from his sleeve and poured it over a red scepter.

Blood flowed out, meandering and spreading over the scepter.

Wu Xiaode had crossed half the arena, continuing his charge towards the Church Leader.

Take out the Church Leader!

Don’t give him any more chances!

As though unaware, the Church Leader kept drawing runes on the ground with his scepter, continuing to say:

"The time is now 11:59 pm, and although I must go to the Otherworld, I am protected by Divine spirits and will return soon to complete a large Sacrificial Array here."

"This Sacrificial Array, presided over by me personally, is a particularly powerful Sacrificial Curse Main Method."

"It will take me nearly three minutes to complete it."

"—I guess you won’t be able to return within three minutes."

"After all, that world is almost finished."

"If you can come back alive, I’m sure my Sacrificial Array will have already been completed."

"Wu Xiaode, I’ll wait for you here."

"This Sacrificial Array can amplify my power fivefold, and you’ll witness what true despair is."

As his words ended.

Wu Xiaode punched straight at the Church Leader’s face, but his fist passed right through.

o’clock on the dot!

An unusual fluctuation immediately descended upon them.

Their figures flashed, and they disappeared from the spot.

Time continued to move forward.

About a minute later.

A figure quietly appeared in the arena.

The Church Leader.

He raised the red scepter and earnestly traced the sacrificial runes on the ground.

"That world is about to be destroyed," the Church Leader murmured to himself.

"Wu Xiaode, did you die there, or are you coming back to be sacrificed to the Demon God by me?"

"It’s up to you."

"Either way, your death will become the founding offering of the Holy Country."

The Church Leader spoke slowly, his movements speeding up.

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