Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 407 - 361 Destruction Will!

Chapter 407: Chapter 361 Destruction Will!

"Boring trick!"

In the sky, the dragon let out an angry roar.

With a casual flick of its head, it flung the Desert Sword along with the blood.

The next second.

The wound on the dragon’s head quickly healed, and within a few breaths, it looked as if it had never been injured at all.

"Dragon Blood, Brother Wu!"

Ma San shouted urgently.

Wu Xiaode had a stirred expression.

—Could this blood be of some use?

He released the bronze hand, capturing the blood-stained Desert Sword from the air and collected the droplets of blood. Then he patted Ma San and said,

"I’ve got it."

"Good! Good! Brother Wu, your cultivation is hopeful now!" Ma San said excitedly.

Wu Xiaode did not understand and glanced at the battlefield, saying,

"We need to move back a bit."

Ma San also looked towards the center of the arena, where the bronze giant had already killed about seventy to eighty percent of the gathered demons and was intensely fighting with the remaining powerful demons.

The range of the battle was expanding, and it was rapidly approaching where Wu and Ma San were positioned.

Ma San retreated a distance backwards.

At that moment, the dragon finally charged downward, and wherever it encountered a bronze wall, it simply opened its mouth and emitted Green Fire, turning all the bronze hands into vapor.

Boom!

It collided directly with the bronze giant, then spewed another breath of Green Fire.

The giant was immediately burned to ashes.

However, the surrounding demons were also decimated, and it seemed impossible to organize another pursuit battle.

The dragon had no other choice but to loudly say,

"Order all demons to wait in place for the main army to enter the city!"

"Yes!"

The demons responded in unison.

"Let’s go," Wu Xiaode whispered.

Ma San nodded, and promptly, carrying Wu Xiaode with him, they flew back to the pancake shop.

Zhao Congnan and Sun Qian were hiding in the backyard. Seeing the two return, they immediately smiled.

"If we live to see another day, I must commend Brother Wu for his bravery!" Zhao Congnan said.

Wu Xiaode was about to speak when he suddenly felt dizzy, broke into a cold sweat, and could hardly move.

Zhao Congnan immediately stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and after a brief examination, he said,

"You’ve overused your Divine Skills and were also injured by the dragon’s Green Fire. You must rest for a while to recover."

Wu Xiaode felt puzzled.

He had used Demon Hand countless times and Demon God many times without ever experiencing this.

Perhaps sensing his expression, Zhao Congnan said,

"You might not be aware— the dragon’s fire is its intrinsic Divine Skill capable of devouring Soul Power. You have probably lost a considerable amount of power."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaode immediately looked at the Book of the Dead, only to see that ice crystal letters had suddenly appeared on it:

"Remaining Reserve Soul Power: 200,000."

Only 200,000 left?

This isn’t right!

Christina, with the Eye Demons running the 4S store, had income millions of Soul Power!

—This dragon is truly formidable, being able to siphon my Soul Power through my abilities.

So, was this city actually breached by the dragon?

Wu Xiaode secretly shuddered.

"Sir, let’s go into the tunnel," Ma San suggested.

"Let’s go!" Zhao Congnan commanded.

The group descended down the stone steps from the bed, and Ma San pressed a hidden compartment on the wall, causing the bed to fold back as before.

The inside revealed a small chamber equipped with provisions and water, and there were a few simple campaign stretchers for resting.

Wu Xiaode lay on the bed and began to rest.

At that moment, he gradually came to realize.

The dragon was deliberately deceiving him with its furious engagements, merely waiting for his Soul Power to drain completely before planning to strike.

Regrettably, it didn’t know that his Silent Demon Mist consumed no Soul Power.

Overall, it was a give-and-take.

What now?

Ma San then took out several complete sets of Scout armor and weapons, placed them on the ground, and said, "Gentlemen, the items on your persons are much worn. Would you like to change into new ones?"

Zhao Congnan took off his battle-worn Battle Armor, grabbed a piece of Scout light armor, and put it on.

Sun Qian also changed into a suit of armor and picked up a long spear.

When it was Wu Xiaode’s turn, he glanced over but found that the armor was either too large or too small; none fit him well.

As for weapons—

there were no knives, fist weapons, or spears.

That is, there were no suitable weapons for him.

"Never mind, I won’t change any equipment for now. I’ll just rest a bit," Wu Xiaode said.

Zhao Congnan also found a wicker stretcher and lay down to rest.

Ma San and Sun Qian handed some dry provisions and water to the two.

Feeling hungry, Wu Xiaode casually took a piece of bread and slowly ate.

Before he had taken a few bites, the bread got stuck in his throat; he could neither spit it out nor swallow it.

He reflexively tried to get up to drink some water, but accidentally rolled onto the floor.

Suddenly, a line of ice crystal text popped up on the Book of the Dead:

"You can now activate ’Bright Ghost.’"

—What is going on!

Bright Ghost is a skill that can only be activated on the brink of death—

Does this mean I’m about to be choked to death?

With a flash of thought, Wu Xiaode suddenly realized a possibility.

Could it be...

He immediately activated Bright Ghost.

—However, this time, he didn’t go to the Death World but just turned himself into a Bright Ghost.

"I still have... 200,000 Soul Power left, use it all, give myself a bit of luck!" Wu Xiaode thought.

—The bread was suddenly expelled from his mouth.

A line of ice crystal text appeared:

"Your luck has now been consumed; your current fortune continues to fall into a negative state."

"Who cursed me?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The Book of the Dead quickly flipped to the page of the Sighing Wall, revealing rows of ice crystal letters:

"All situations are now clear."

"Your opponent in the life-and-death battle, Abner, does not know, this is the critical moment of the ’First Comprehensive Destruction’ event."

"However, he and his family have used many Ends, borrowing the power of destruction."

"The will of destruction sensed the importance of the current historical event."

"Transcending the limits of time and space, the power of destruction reached you from the distant dueling field, casting a curse on you:"

"Conduction of the River of Death."

"Effect: Your fortunes will plummet to negative numbers, persisting indefinitely unless you die, only then will the curse disappear."

"—Destruction is an extremely ancient principal Law, please be extra careful."

Wu Xiaode was slightly stunned.

This was too intense—

He had clearly hidden in the Human Emperor’s Secret Realm, yet the will of destruction could attack him across time and space?

He had spent 200,000 Soul Power to release a bit of luck, now it was also depleted.

What to do next?

He couldn’t possibly be entangled by this curse forever.

Death...

Yes, death!

He was currently in the Bright Ghost State, he should be able to accomplish this.

Wu Xiaode silently shrouded his bed with the Silent Demon Mist, and then immediately summoned the Death World.

The next instant.

He found himself standing on a long road with no end in sight, with people walking both ahead and behind.

Two rows of ice crystal letters suddenly appeared:

"You have entered the Naihe Road."

"Please continue walking along the long road, awaiting the judgment of the Destruction Curse."

Wu Xiaode walked along with the crowd.

—He could tell that these were all dead spirits, now heading somewhere.

Sand... Sand...

The surroundings were utterly silent, with only the sound of his own footsteps audible.

Finally.

A pavilion appeared up ahead.

A robed woman wearing a mask stood in front of the pavilion, gesturing for every passing spirit to pick up the cup on the table and drink it all in one gulp.

The spirits who drank the water would step forward, instantly merging into a waterfall of nothingness, quickly flowing away with the current.

The line moved quickly forward, and soon it was Wu Xiaode’s turn.

He glanced at the Book of the Dead, which still displayed a row of small letters:

"Destruction Curse judgment in progress."

Still in judgment, huh!

What should he do now?

Wu Xiaode looked at the woman with the Evil Ghost mask.

The woman pointed at the cup, signaling him to drink the water.

Wu Xiaode did not move.

"Drink, reincarnate," the woman rarely spoke.

"I cannot drink this water—can you make an exception?" Wu Xiaode whispered.

The woman seemed startled, suddenly looked up at him.

"I see."

The woman murmured, thought for a moment, lifted her hand, and rubbed her index and thumb together.

—This meant money.

Money was good!

Wu Xiaode sighed in relief, taking out gemstones and gold from the Holy Treasure Ring.

The woman shook her head.

No?

Wu Xiaode then took out various currencies and fruits collected by bone dragons.

The woman shook her head again.

She seemed a bit impatient.

Wu Xiaode calmed down, thought carefully, and then picked up an empty cup from the table, pouring a few drops of blood into it.

—The Dragon was a powerful demon in this world system.

Dragon Blood was an item of this world system, presumably suitable for trading.

Sure enough, the woman took the cup after seeing the Dragon Blood.

"A bit more, and I will settle this matter completely for you," she said.

Wu Xiaode sighed and poured half of the remaining Dragon Blood into the cup.

"Is this enough?"

"Enough," the woman nodded satisfactorily.

She quickly took out a piece of white paper, cut it into a human shape, and stuck it on Wu Xiaode.

"Go," the woman commanded lightly.

The human-shaped paper instantly flew off Wu Xiaode’s body, transforming into his likeness, joining the other spirits walking into the waterfall.

In an instant, two rows of ice crystal letters emerged:

"The Destruction Curse judged you as truly dead."

"The curse is completely dissolved."

Wu Xiaode felt a lightness on his body.

Some invisible, heavy thing seemed to have been on him all this time, disappearing without a trace only at this moment.

This thing was good!

"You may go back now, your matter is settled," the woman with the Evil Ghost mask said.

"Thank you!" Wu Xiaode turned to leave, but a sudden thought emerged in his mind.

Dragon was so valuable.

Valuable...

If the will of destruction came again, and he ran out of Dragon Blood on him, what would he do?

He couldn’t just sit and wait for death!

With this thought, Wu Xiaode turned back, rubbing his hands together, a friendly smile on his face:

"May I inquire—"

"What?" the woman with the mask said.

"I have a Dragon on hand, would you like it?"

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