Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 310 - 276: The Calculations of Both Sides

Chapter 310: Chapter 276: The Calculations of Both Sides

All the thunder and lightning had vanished, leaving the long sword in silence.

"You won’t die so easily, will you?"

Wu Xiaode said calmly.

The vast sea was dyed red with blood, boiling like hot water, yet no corpses floated to the surface.

"What tricks does it have left?"

Wu Xiaode asked the King of Evil Ghosts in a low voice while remaining on guard.

"Not sure, I’ve never seen anyone slay it like this, and in fact, it has never lost," replied the King of Evil Ghosts.

Wu Xiaode fell into deep thought.

He had managed to strike his opponent with the sword, partly due to the effect of "The Dreamer" and partly because the Eternal Soul Power kept infusing into the Ying Yuan Sword, awakening its power.

Unfortunately, Tian Zhi had not warned him about what skills the monster might unleash when facing it.

Two rows of ice crystal small characters appeared before Wu Xiaode:

"It’s a Divine from the Past Epoch; your title cannot retrieve its respective skills."

"You must elevate your title in the Past Epoch to access relevant information."

— It really was a God from the last Epoch.

It seems even Gods have conflicts among themselves, but why involve us mortals in your battles?

Wu Xiaode suddenly held his breath.

From within the bloody seawater, a huge figure gradually emerged.

The eerie Blood Bone Dragon was entwined around a robed man as they both surfaced from beneath the waters.

"How impressive, a mere mortal to strike me, but unfortunately—"

The robed man said, clapping his hands together.

Hmm—

A Void violently opened behind him.

The depths of the Void were filled with darkness and wild winds, and one could vaguely see numerous ruins and disordered, inexplicable existences.

"Not fighting anymore?" Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but ask.

The robed man gently stroked the white bones of the dragon’s skull and said softly:

"Of course, the limitations of your world are too great, I need to prepare more—how about this, after I drain all the Soul Power of all beings in a world, I’ll come back to kill you—what do you think?"

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

Yes, the opponent’s final move "Stars Soul Absorption" had been restricted by his "Demon Mist," preventing any Soul Power from being absorbed.

But if the opponent changed worlds...

Then...

The robed man suddenly smiled, "You managed to best me in one move, you deserve to hear my name, remember I am Ao Tian, the master of the Dragon Palace."

"Long Aotian? Or Ao Tian Long?" Wu Xiaode asked uncertainly.

"Ao Tian! Second tone, no need to add Dragon in front! You rascal—wait for me to come and kill you!" the robed man roared.

He quickly retreated into the Void.

The entire Void immediately closed up, as if nothing had ever happened.

Wu Xiaode was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his long sword, lamenting:

"It’s over!"

Indeed, it was over.

Although the opponent had no Soul Power now, with some rest, he could replenish enough to activate "Stars Soul Absorption."

This spell could drain the power of all beings in an entire world!

He would definitely come back!

What to do?

Wu Xiaode’s mind raced with thoughts until he suddenly came up with an idea.

"Here, take this."

He handed the Ying Yuan Sword to a bronze hand.

Lines of ice crystal small characters immediately appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You have infused 2 points of Soul Power into the Ying Yuan Sword;"

"You have infused 2 points of Soul Power into the Ying Yuan Sword;"

"You have infused 2 points of Soul Power into the Ying Yuan Sword;"

"..."

The sword once again displayed flickering blue and white electric light.

This blade could use Soul Power to activate Thunder Radiance, the more Soul Power infused, the greater the power of the Thunder Radiance.

Just as well, he had 2 points of Eternal Soul Power to keep infusing—

Just keep infusing it.

The benefit was that the power of the Ying Yuan Sword would continue to increase; the downside—

His Soul Power could not increase and would remain at a state of 2/32.

Wu Xiaode waved his hand.

Demon Mist came rolling in, concealing the long sword and the bronze hand.

From a distance, nothing could be seen.

He walked back a distance, cleared the mist and saw Cold Beauty and White Tiger.

Both looked at him as if they were observing a monster.

Gjestastav was limited to 40 points of Soul Power by the world’s constraints and had never seen the opponent before, thus was drained of her Soul Power.

Seeing Wu Xiaode fight the opponent impressively, even managing to repel him, she silently weighed the situation in her heart.

Her own Soul Power was in the millions and she was completely defeated by that individual.

— The boss’s Soul Power must be in the tens of millions.

Otherwise, he could not have achieved such results.

"Unfortunately, I didn’t kill him, and even made an enemy," Wu Xiaode sighed.

"You can’t blame yourself, who knew it would be a Divine from the last Epoch’s Dragon Palace—you surviving is already unbelievable," White Tiger said.

Wu Xiaode looked towards Gjestastav.

Gjestastav volunteered, "I saw that the island was full of skeletons, and I thought this might be a spell from Undead Magic—if someone could summon that many skeletons, it would indeed be impressive under the constraint of 40 points of Soul Power."

"And then?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I then called out from the outside of the island, asking if anyone could join us in battle. Suddenly a black skeleton came over, saying it could only help by signing a contract with me," Gjestastav said.

"Did you sign?" Wu Xiaode and White Tiger asked in unison.

"I signed—I checked that there were no issues with the contract before signing, but I didn’t expect it to ignore the contract’s constraints once it appeared, which was very strange," Gjestastav said.

Wu Xiaode fell into deep thought.

Yes, the basic agreement of fighting together definitely includes not attacking teammates.

The opponent was not only immune to the constraints of the contract but also to the Soul Power limit set by the prison, and moreover—

His Tian Zhi also could not discern the opponent’s moves.

Could it be that a Divine from the last Epoch really isn’t restricted by any of the laws of this Epoch?

A flash of spirit light passed through Wu Xiaode’s mind.

He suddenly grabbed the Desert Sword with his hand.

The Book of the Dead instantly revealed the entry he wanted to see:

"Sword Artifact: Desolate."

"..."

"Puppet of the Ages: Transforms the Sword Holder into a certain existence from an endless time before, unconstrained by the laws of today."

It was indeed so!

The puppet gathered the Divine’s power and was made by the Divine, hence it was not restricted by the laws of today.

— So what about the Divine itself?

It must be the same!

Wu Xiaode understood the joints here, feeling suddenly enlightened.

"Ulysses!"

He yelled.

Ulysses, connected in spirit with him, now took out a large handful of gemstones and fed them to a white dove that had just appeared.

Seeing this, Gjestastav immediately showed a look of disgust, "This shameless guy—"

"Be careful with your words," Ulysses protested, "I’m trying to help you break the contract."

Gjestastav then shut her mouth.

Sometime later.

A white dove flew out from Gjestastav’s hand.

— Her contract with the other party was now void.

That matter had to stop here.

She hoped that after the contract was invalidated, that robed figure could never find his way back.

"White Tiger, go back and rest; Gjestastav, you too need to find a place to rest soon, eat something, and restore your Soul Power,"

As he spoke, Wu Xiaode waved his hand behind him.

With a handful of gemstones in his hand, Ulysses chanted, "In the holy name, may you receive a doubly effective blessing of recovery!"

Two beams of light fell on White Tiger and Gjestastav.

"I should take a break now, call me when there are new enemies—I’m becoming more interested in the souls of your enemies," said White Tiger.

It lingered with a reluctant look at the Bronze Evil Ghost King and Ulysses, then silently vanished.

Gjestastav looked around, seeing no other living creatures besides the two bronze statues.

It was still dark, and before them was an endless sea—

No other matters were entangling her.

The boss had just saved her again.

Opportunity!

Kids, whether you get a reliable man to take care of you depends on today!

The cold beauty suddenly covered her forehead, groaning,

"Boss, I feel a bit dizzy."

In an instant, seven or eight bronze hands emerged from the Void, instantly stabilizing her trembling body.

Two bronze hands even tenderly massaged her temples.

"Do you feel a bit better now?"

Wu Xiaode asked with concern.

After he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

Ulysses spread a handful of gold coins, shouting loudly,

"Ah! Holy Light, infuse her delicate body, let her be restored to her original state!"

Intense Holy Light fell on Gjestastav, causing her to instantly regain much of her Soul Power, and she began to emit slight fluctuations of power.

— At this level, it would be inappropriate to still feel dizzy.

"I am much better now, thank you Boss,"

Gjestastav said with a strained expression.

"Hmm, rest a bit more, then go find suitable people elsewhere," Wu Xiaode instructed.

"Yes."

Gjestastav responded, gritted her silver teeth, and with a flash, soared into the sky.

Wu Xiaode looked puzzled and muttered to himself,

"Why do I feel like she is a bit angry?"

Ulysses, walking with bronze feet clanging, came over, patting him on the shoulder,

"Maybe she doesn’t like being infused with Holy Light."

"I really don’t understand your world of Demon Gods," Wu Xiaode shook his head.

Ulysses and the Evil Ghost King exchanged a glance.

— Why couldn’t their master understand that Demon Gods have emotions and desires too?

How had he come so far with such poor knowledge of Demon Gods?

Wu Xiaode no longer pondered these things.

He turned and looked towards the depths of the sea.

— After the robed figure left, were there other black skeletons on that island?

"Rester, take a look at that island,"

Wu Xiaode pointed in a direction.

Rester’s female head turned in that direction and after a while, she spoke,

"There is a surge of resentful spirit energy on that island, countless black skeletons are guarding a majestic castle."

As expected.

The robed Dragon God was just one of those black skeletons.

Luckily Gjestastav had only encountered one Dragon God and had not made any contract with other black skeletons.

Wu Xiaode pondered for a few moments.

— From now on, the self of this time slot will not return to the real world again.

At this moment, he is undergoing a trial in the Death World, and then he will go to the Holy City.

Even in the Holy City, he won’t return to the real world.

His self will go back three days earlier.

This means the self of this moment had already left, while the self returning three days earlier can now reappear in the main world.

Contacting others in the world at this moment is reasonable and legal, and it won’t cause any predetermined events to fluctuate.

At this thought, Wu Xiaode took out his cellphone, typed a message, and sent it.

After a few moments,

A text message appeared on his phone:

"I am aware now, I will immediately seal off that island, prohibiting anyone from approaching."

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