Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 309 - 275 Combat!

Chapter 309: Chapter 275 Combat!

A massive white shadow fell upon the sea surface.

It shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon until it finally condensed into a luminous human form.

The light gradually faded.

The human form revealed its features.

——He was a long-haired man nearly two meters tall, his head crowned with a jade circlet, draped in a loose white robe fastened with a black belt adorned with gold patterns, and the hem of his robe was embroidered with deep blue waves.

He opened his narrow eyes to stare at Wu Xiaode and spoke,

"I didn’t expect that someone in this era would still be able to utilize the magic of Gonggong, but I have decided to destroy this world. Even if your God himself should come, I would still say the same."

The man extended his fair and slender fingers, forming a handprint.

Boom!

The water burst apart, and from the tides behind him emerged a strangely shaped dragon.

This dragon, the same one from before, had changed somewhat —

Its body, tens of meters long, now bore no dragon scales; its flesh, blood-red, bristled with a variety of bizarre faces all wearing expressions of resentment.

The dragon’s claws had completely disappeared, replaced by something similar to a centipede’s multitude of legs.

The dragon’s head had also turned into a skull of white bone, with a pair of dark eye sockets agape.

——This was a terrifying monster straight out of a nightmare, no longer in any way resembling a dragon!

The monster surged into the sky, then swiftly plummeted back down, coiling around the white-robed man and continuously roaming through the void.

A fetid wind blew in their faces, growing more and more violent.

Wu Xiaode was almost blown away.

Struggling to stand in the knee-deep sea water, he shouted loudly, "What have we done to provoke you, that you must come with such deadly force? Doesn’t heaven advocate the virtue of valuing life?"

Upon hearing the term ’virtue of valuing life’, the other party suddenly paused, a look of reminiscence appearing in his eyes.

For the moment, he did not act.

Wu Xiaode watched the other man, his mind racing with possible countermeasures.

——This guy’s strength was simply terrifying.

Why hadn’t the Sin Hell restrict his power?

Strange...

He had to understand this first, otherwise, there was no chance of victory at all.

Wu Xiaode’s gaze shifted subtly.

He could summon two demon gods at a time.

Under the current circumstances, Ulysses must be present, ready to heal him and absolve sins at any moment.

The Enchanting Demon Soul needed rest.

The One-eyed Giant would be suitable for an attack, but what Wu Xiaode needed now was information.

Rester, the king of Evil Ghosts, was skilled in disguise, intelligence, and summoning; perhaps he knew something.

Yes, information!

With a thought from Wu Xiaode, the void immediately bristled with a dense mass of bronze hands that quickly assembled into the form of an Evil Ghost.

Wu Xiaode patted it on the back.

The king of Evil Ghosts came to life.

Its womanly head rose, peering across for an instant, and its expression turned grave:

"Be careful with this one, it’s an extremely weird being."

"You know it?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"This kind of monster itself has no Soul Power; it can only use its former magics by borrowing Soul Power from you."

"I see, I’ve lost about 30 points of Soul Power."

"Anyone else?"

"The Black Dragon is out of Soul Power as well; it seems it has drawn about 40 points of Soul Power from the Black Dragon."

"70 points of Soul Power can unleash many magics, has it used any?"

"One magic that severs Soul Power, and a Reincarnation Skill."

"It seems to have one last strike left. If you survive, it will have to retreat, find someone else to replenish its Soul Power before it can continue to fight," said the king of Evil Ghosts.

"What is it exactly?" Wu Xiaode pressed.

"Not sure, it appears to be one of the Dead Souls left over from the last Epoch, which turned into a twisted spirit with the end of the Epoch," replied the king of Evil Ghosts.

——Spirit.

If it was a spirit, why didn’t it return to the Spirit Realm?

As Wu Xiaode pondered, the man in the white robe spoke up,

"It’s true that heaven has the virtue of valuing life, but the heaven that belongs to us no longer exists, so I must destroy your world — only by doing so can I find the one hiding in your world."

"Are you sure the immortal who hasn’t reincarnated is hiding in our world?" Wu Xiaode said.

"That’s right, so all of you must die! Once you all die, that guy won’t be able to hide anymore!"

The man in the white robe raised both hands, swiftly forming a handprint.

The magic was complete!

There was no more room for any turnabout.

But then, the bizarre Flying Dragon suddenly shuddered, the many faces upon its lengthy body all spat out a brilliant burst of starlight.

Countless stars surrounded the man in the white robe, beginning to spin at a constant rate.

——What the hell kind of magic is this?

Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth, drew the Ying Yuan Sword in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Evil Ghost!"

The king of Evil Ghosts focused on the man’s movements, watching the handprints settle and the many revolving stars. It then exclaimed quickly,

"Master, this is a magic of the Ancient Dragon Clan, Stars Soul Absorption."

"What’s the effect?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"It releases hundreds of starlights to follow its user, tracking all living creatures nearby, drawing their Soul Power until they’re drained of it and die!" declared the king of Evil Ghosts.

Wu Xiaode was shaken to the core.

Such a powerful magic existed!

How could one contend against such an unleashed force?

"——You know quite a lot, but what’s the use?"

The voice of the man in the white robe carried from afar:

"I came treading upon the waves from the sea, intending to drain all living beings of their Soul Power, slaughter everyone, destroy this world, and restore myself to the strength of the Ancient Era."

"All of this is to find that God from those years."

"Don’t hate me, if you must hate, hate your status as mere mortals——"

"Actually, I’ve been wanting to say that for a long time."

After finishing his statement, the man in the white robe seemed immensely pleased with himself and burst into loud, wild laughter.

He took a step forward, heading towards Wu Xiaode.

The stars that surrounded him immediately moved forward with him.

"Let’s go, Master, the Star Radiance is unstoppable,"

proclaimed the King of Evil Ghosts.

Wu Xiaode halted in his tracks and whispered, "Repeat the power of this magic to me."

The King of Evil Ghosts was taken aback but quickly replied, "Stars Soul Absorption moves with the caster, it can track all living creatures nearby, draining their Soul Power until they are completely exhausted and dead."

Ulysses also appeared contemplative before speaking:

"I’ve heard of this magic... it seems to have destroyed many worlds, it looks like we need to move quickly, Master."

Move?

What a joke, having barely survived and having invited Nina to my world.

As long as I make it through tonight’s pursuit from the six Demon Gods, I can settle down for a while.

——And now I have to flee?

Wu Xiaode wielded the Ying Yuan Sword.

A blinding Thunder Radiance gradually ignited along the blade.

Rows of ice crystal letters appeared alongside:

"You have released 2 points of Soul Power into the Ying Yuan Sword, resulting in a burst of Thunder Radiance."

"Given that your Soul Power is permanently at 2 points, you can continue to infuse Soul Power."

"You have released 2 points of Soul Power into the sword."

"You have released 2 points of Soul Power into the sword."

"You have released 2 points of Soul Power into the sword."

"..."

The Thunder Light on the long sword leaped erratically, emitting a harsh, piercing sound of electrical buzzing.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath, positioned himself in a sword stance, and said calmly:

"Even though your Epoch is no more, humans are still humans. You’re killing people and threatening to destroy the world without God’s permission, and that’s wrong."

The man in the white robe’s mouth twitched upward, revealing a look of pity, "Sadly, you’ve run out of Merit and can’t call upon the laws of heaven anymore, can you?"

"That’s true," Wu Xiaode admitted.

"Then die, pitiable commoner——I’ve said it before, I’ve been wanting to kill you all along," the man in the white robe said with a grin.

"Really? In the eras that have passed, have you always wanted to kill?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Absolutely, absolutely. How pathetic and fragile you are, yet heaven and earth chose to protect you. That was a mistake among mistakes; you all deserve to die!" the man in the white robe roared angrily.

The next instant.

A towering fog erupted from Wu Xiaode’s being, swiftly enveloping the sea around them.

The man in the white robe was caught up in the fog as well.

After sensing it for a moment, he realized that the fog held no attack power and couldn’t help but taunt:

"A mere trick to the eyes? Useless, stars will never lose their direction in the fog!"

While talking, the handprints in his hand changed.

Soul Absorption!

Go, drain that young man completely!

The man in the white robe inwardly bellowed.

However, the myriad stars surrounding him moved all at once and then froze in their tracks, no longer able to move an inch.

"Hm?"

A twitch appeared at the corner of the man in the white robe’s eye.

Impossible!

Why can fog obscure the stars?

No...

It wasn’t that the fog obscured the stars.

The fog had shrouded everything around so that the stars could no longer sense any living beings, forcing them to halt where they were.

This mist... how did it achieve this?

Such magic has never been heard of before.

But no matter, I can command them myself!

The man in the white robe thought swiftly, his Dharma Seal beginning to change again.

But a pair of cold, strong, sturdy bronze hands emerged from the Void, clamping tightly onto his hands.

His Dharma Seal was abruptly interrupted.

Thud.

A muffled sound.

The long sword penetrated from behind him, through his chest, its Thunder Radiance beginning to surge into his body.

The man in the white robe convulsed uncontrollably and was no longer able to resist.

"You have drawn 70 points of Soul Power, used two skills, and this is your final skill,"

Wu Xiaode’s voice came from behind him:

"Breaking this skill will leave you without the strength to fight again."

He gripped the long sword tightly.

The swirling Thunder Light around the blade grew more intense.

"Lastly, I want to say, do not look down on humans——racial discrimination is a grave sin nowadays."

Blue and white Thunder Light soared into the sky.

Slash!

The man in the white robe let out a wretched scream as he was entirely bisected by the sword, his body falling into pieces into the sea.