Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 178 - 149: Recourse

Chapter 178: Chapter 149: Recourse

Let time rewind a bit.

Before the destruction of Parallel World number 5432.

A concealed underground bunker.

Xiao Baihong, holding an umbrella, occasionally spun it a few times.

Outside the air-raid shelter.

Wind Blades sliced the monsters into fragmented corpses.

Following that, a gust of wind blew, and the bodies scattered without a trace.

His action of destroying the bodies was so swift that no other monsters noticed the commotion here.

Only after all the monsters at the entrance disappeared did he put down the umbrella and looked towards the sleeping corner by the wall.

There lay a person.

Li Kunlun.

"Hey, the battle here is over, should I get you some medicine?" Xiao Baihong asked.

"Do you remember the kind of medicine I mentioned?" Li Kunlun asked weakly.

"I roughly remember, don’t worry, I’ll be back soon," Xiao Baihong said.

Before his words ended, he whooshed towards the depths of the bunker.

A moment later.

Xiao Baihong landed in front of a temporary shop heavily guarded by soldiers.

Calling it a shop was an overstatement, it was merely a single room, guarded by a few armed soldiers at the door.

The room was filled with various medicines and supplies.

A bald old man with a white beard sat on a machine gun, sipping champagne in small sips.

"Old man, at a time like this, you still have the mood for alcohol?" Xiao Baihong said with a smile.

"This might be the last glass, might as well enjoy it before death,"

the old man drained his glass and shrugged his shoulders.

"I need some medicine," Xiao Baihong said.

"What medicine?"

"Ah... what was it called..."

"Can’t remember?"

"Yes, the name of the medicine is really hard to remember."

"No problem, I am a professional in pharmaceuticals, you don’t have to say the full name of the medicine, just tell me two characters, and I can guess what you need," the old man said confidently.

Xiao Baihong thought for a moment, then uttered two characters: "Granules."

"Wait... what are your friend’s symptoms?" the old man asked.

"You just said you were guessing the medicine," Xiao Baihong shrugged.

"Talking a bit more helps in understanding the patient’s condition," the old man said.

After a while.

Li Kunlun watched as Xiao Baihong, grinning, came back holding a bottle of medicine.

"Got the medicine?"

He asked weakly.

"Yes, without much effort, should we take it now?"

"Take it."

Xiao Baihong then helped him sit up against the wall and took the medicine.

"Feeling any better?" Xiao Baihong asked.

"Not so fast, this kind of heat-dissipating medicine needs some time to take effect," Li Kunlun said feebly, his cheeks flushed.

"So it’s a heat-dissipating medicine... he guessed wrong then," Xiao Baihong pondered.

"What did you say?" Li Kunlun asked.

"Ah, nothing, just that I forgot the name of the medicine, so maybe the one we just took was not quite right, but no worries, since you’ve already taken it, it must be effective," Xiao Baihong said with a grin.

"What medicine did you give me?" Li Kunlun asked.

"That person said it was some sort of brother-like medicine," Xiao Baihong recalled.

"... Thank you."

Li Kunlun said weakly, and then fell back into unconsciousness.

"You’re welcome, we’re comrades after all," Xiao Baihong replied seriously.

At that moment, the medicine-selling old man hurried over, glanced at Li Kunlun, and touched his forehead, saying:

"Strange, professionals generally don’t get fevers anymore, their physical qualities have long surpassed ordinary people, why is he having a fever?"

"His case is quite special, so it turned out like this," Xiao Baihong explained.

"What happened to him?"

"He ate continuously for five hours."

"...Is he mad?"

"No, this is actually his skill."

"Well, we took the wrong medicine," the old man sighed.

"He’s already taken it," Xiao Baihong said.

"No matter, let’s give him some heat-dissipating medicine," the old man said.

He walked back briskly, returning shortly with medicine and water.

Together, they helped Li Kunlun take the medicine.

After about twenty minutes, Li Kunlun opened his eyes again.

"I’m ready now,"

he said seriously.

"???" Xiao Baihong.

"???" the old man.

Ignoring the old man’s presence, Li Kunlun spoke directly, "It seems that this parallel world will be destroyed tonight, do you guys think there’s any way to escape from this world?"

"Parallel world? You must be dreaming," the old man couldn’t help saying.

"Let’s assume—for argument’s sake—that this is a parallel world, how do you think we can escape?" Li Kunlun asked solemnly.

"If there is a spaceship, we could escape into space," the old man said.

"In a parallel world, the universe is an illusion, you’ll find that you can’t reach any galaxy," Li Kunlun said.

"If it’s still your hypothetical scenario, then there’s nowhere to escape," the old man sighed.

Disappointed, Li Kunlun’s gaze shifted back to Xiao Baihong:

"What do you say?"

Xiao Baihong started to laugh, saying, "This is really interesting, are you saying that by eating for five hours, transforming yourself into this state, you were actually triggering that ’Dual Reality’ skill?"

"Go on, let’s hear your idea," Li Kunlun said unchangingly.

"We can’t save this world, so there’s only one thing to do... let parallel turn to intersection," Xiao Baihong said.

"Would that work?" Li Kunlun asked.

"Of course it would work, once two worlds intersect, we can go back," Xiao Baihong said.

"What could achieve that effect?" Li Kunlun asked.

"I’m not well-read enough to know what could do such a thing, but if I were to imagine, I’d hope it’s... someone achieving this," Xiao Baihong said.

Li Kunlun held his breath for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"What’s wrong? Any problem?" Xiao Baihong asked.

"Nothing—although you’re a madman and usually unreliable, you are the most helpful when it comes to crucial matters,"

Li Kunlun stood up, patted Xiao Baihong on the shoulder, and said warmly.

"Can it be done?" Xiao Baihong’s eyes brightened.

"With thy wish, make the coexistence of reality and illusion real for me, and lead all my subjects back to safety," Wu Xiaode murmured lowly.

The next moment,

An unusual fluctuation emitted from his body.

Suddenly, a set of black Battle Armor appeared on him, with a long red cape trailing behind.

Boom—

Infinite Wind Blades burst forth from him.

...

"That kind of attack just now, with the power of Dead Man Resurrection, was it the Chang Ghost Skill of a spiritual being? Please do it again, I want to learn it," the monster said enthusiastically.

"And that Saber Skill, about using quantity to overwhelm quality, it must be because it’s too weak, needing to fight like this, but it has potential..."

"Is this one of the forms of Death Ability?"

"I bet even among Death Abilities, it is quite rare because it transcends the limits of the Law."

"It burst forth a thousand full-force attacks in one go."

"Friend, I want to learn."

The monster said eagerly.

As it spoke, the surrounding Void constantly resonated with the sound of Ice Frost forming.

A massive Black Ice Cage began to take shape.

Wu Xiaode looked at the White Tiger and Ya—

They had already despaired.

This creature was too terrifying!

No wonder even the Black Dragon behaved so respectfully before it.

Wu Xiaode then turned his gaze back to the creature.

Squinting its eyes, it said in a contemplative tone:

"All these can come slowly, but there is one thing I want to know right now."

"Even I can only draw your Soul Power, yet unable to locate where you are—"

"Is this the Power of Death?"

"How thrilling."

"Quickly, let me see what the Power of Death is all about!"

"It’s over," White Tiger said dejectedly.

"No, Little Wu, I know you—you must have another trick up your sleeve, right?" Ya held onto the last hope.

Wu Xiaode’s expression unchanged, he patted the Book of the Dead and shouted:

"Use ’Page of Dark Seal’."

"Choose harvest as: A."

This was the backup plan he had reserved!

It could not be stolen because it belonged to the items of the Book of the Dead, not just a one-time skill.

—How could it steal something it had never seen, the Power of Death?

This was the only chance!

Instantaneously,

The Book of the Dead displayed lines of ice crystal letters:

"’Page of Dark Seal’ has been devoured by this book."

"You have chosen Harvest A."

"You have gained 1 point of Eternal Soul Power."

"No matter what happens, no matter how much Soul Power you have spent, you will always have a slightly higher limit of Soul Power, and you will always have one point of Soul Power on you, which cannot be exhausted."

All the ice crystal letters quickly vanished, replaced by lines of dark, burning letters:

"Your Soul Power limit increased by 1, reaching 20."

"You have reached a Soul Power limit of 20 points."

"Every being of any faction will face their limit ordeal at this node."

"The Book of the Dead is a rare power of the Death Realm."

"Your faction is determined as: Death Realm."

"Please get ready, it’s starting now..."

All the black flames on the Book of the Dead disappeared, transitioning to a single picture.

—Like a camera focusing, this picture slowly transitioned from blurry to clear before Wu Xiaode’s eyes.

On the painting, there was a fragmented tombstone, and a bony claw was gently feeling the unclear text on it.

The text on the tombstone gradually became clear:

"Do you want to understand the meaning of death? Do you want to stand firm in the Death Realm, to display your power among the deceased?"

"The war is about to start."

Wu Xiaode looked at the creature and pressed his hand on the still Demon Mist next to him.

The next moment.

Infinite Demon Mist silently appeared in front of the creature, forming into lines of text:

"Being targeted by the ’Death God,’ I knew dangers were everywhere, so I kept a trump card for myself—"

"No matter who you are, I’m off to die now, do you dare to follow?"

Before his words could finish,

An extremely outrageous power yanked Wu Xiaode, making him vanish directly from the current world.

The enormous Black Ice Cage released endless thorns, chains, barriers, bounds, and Arrays, but they could not stop Wu Xiaode from disappearing into the Void.

These powers belonging to the "Life Realm" could not intercept him at all!

The Demon King reacted very swiftly. The moment Wu Xiaode disappeared, it immediately followed through the Void.

It followed tightly as Wu Xiaode swiftly moved through the endless Void.

"You can’t run away!"

The Demon King roared angrily.

Wu Xiaode narrowed his eyes, completely ignoring it.

The most important piece of information given by the Laws was:

"Unless it wishes to die itself, no one can kill it;"

If it followed, entering the Death Realm with him—

It meant it was seeking its own death!

At that moment, the White Tiger and Ya also grew anxious.

Wu Xiaode pressed his hand on the White Tiger and Ya and whispered, "Just wait a bit longer."

The next instant—

"No!"

The Demon King suddenly saw something, cried out loudly, and stopped abruptly, clumsily falling back into the Void.

Seizing this moment, Wu Xiaode pushed the White Tiger and Ya.

"It’s gone, you guys hurry up too!"

"Okay!" Both spirits, as if granted a pardon, instantly vanished into the Void.

Demon Palace.

The Demon King fell onto the Black Ice ground.

"No! Why is it the Death Realm!"

It roared in extreme frustration.