Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 429 - 383: Battle!

Chapter 429: Chapter 383: Battle!

"Descend? Just a basic descent, unable to block my full-strength attack," he said.

The long sword extended straight.

Gradually, jumping lines of varying lengths appeared on the blade, emitting noisy sounds.

This was the physical manifestation of the End technique "Absolute Cutting".

—It had become stronger than before.

If it stayed in this state, it would likely become unrealistic to block it.

The man spoke:

"With this move, I will sever your head."

He was fully poised, his condition adjusted to its best, his murderous intent fully merged into the long sword.

The sword light was piercingly cold.

"Hold on a moment," Wu Xiaode gestured with his hand.

"You want to say your last words? There’s no need, your skull will reunite with your brothers, and together as ghosts, you will witness the glory of your family," the man coldly said, as he lunged forward—

He was coming!

Wu Xiaode’s eyes suddenly widened.

The opponent’s level was far higher than his own, overpowering him completely in speed, strength, and reaction.

Even though he possessed the Human Emperor’s True Inheritance, his low level meant he couldn’t utilize much of it.

He couldn’t afford a direct confrontation!

So—

Wu Xiaode’s eyes fell to the ground, looking at that string of skulls.

The fundamentals of Dark Power, there were two—

"See Everything" activated!

"Your eyes can penetrate all worldly barriers, taking you to and allowing you to see everything that belongs to the Netherworld."

In an instant, the long sword passed through Wu Xiaode’s body.

However, he had vanished from the spot.

Suddenly, the world split into two.

One was the world of the living, the other was the Netherworld.

The land of the Netherworld.

Wu Xiaode gently landed, finding himself surrounded by an endless Dark Sea.

In the void, one young face after another quietly surfaced.

One, two, three... eleven.

A total of eleven boys.

They silently watched Wu Xiaode, their eyes filled with confusion.

Wu Xiaode stood in the seawater, waving his hand.

A majestic wall materialized behind him.

Another facet of Dark Tao Power followed—

"Multiple"!

"Using the ’Wall of Wishes’ as a medium, you can converge the powers of multiple dead souls, Heroic Spirits, Divine spirits, and channel them into your exclusive Dark Tao Power,"

Wu Xiaode looked at the eleven children in front of him.

"Come on, state your wishes."

The children landed on the Wall of Wishes, pressing their hands against it and simultaneously uttered a phrase.

The moment they spoke, rows of ice crystal words appeared on the wall:

"These spirits are filled with extreme resentful power."

"Once you agree to them, you must fulfill their wishes, or else you will be cursed by them."

Wu Xiaode looked at the eleven resentful spirits and said softly, "I agree with you."

In a flash, the eleven resentful spirits simultaneously transformed into skulls, emitting a piercing scream that shook the seabed.

They directly wrote a bloody line of small letters on the Wall of Wishes with their own hand bones:

"We bestow all our powers upon you."

Below this line of letters, the Book of the Dead wrote again:

"With the ’Multiple’ Dark Tao Power, these powers have been transformed into your exclusive Dark Tao Power."

"This Tao Power is stored in the Wall of Sighs."

"You have now collected two portions of such power, the first one being the red-dressed skeletons from the Human Emperor World, and this is the second portion."

"When you collect three portions of this power, your ’Sealing Hand’ will undergo an advancement."

—So the evolution of the Dark Tao Power relied on the wishes of resentful spirits!

Wu Xiaode understood suddenly, and in a flash, he left the Netherworld.

He reappeared in the world of the living—

Directly opposite the man with the sword.

"Tao Power?" the man with the sword questioned doubtfully.

"Yeah, I just made a trip to the Netherworld. Guess what Tao Power I awakened?" Wu Xiaode grinned.

The man with the sword felt quietly for a few moments, then suddenly sheathed his long sword.

"Arian, I didn’t expect you to master a basic descent, yet also learn Tao Power," he said.

His murderous intent dissolved, and his tone became gentle and kind:

"Plus, with the End you already mastered, you are now the only one in the Shangmo family who possesses three kinds of power."

"You are now comparable to Abner."

Wu Xiaode quietly looked at him.

—Such an incomprehensible family.

Too distorted.

Suddenly, eleven dark skulls appeared behind him.

"Give... him... to us..."

The skulls uttered in timid boyish voices.

Of course, this scene came from the Wall of Wishes, visible only to Wu Xiaode, who had made a pact with the resentful spirits.

"From the start, I felt you overlooked one thing," Wu Xiaode sighed, speaking in an indifferent tone.

"What? My dear child," the man looked at him grinningly.

"You wasted too many resources on training Abner. Had all those resources been given to me, I would have advanced ’the Coming’ to a much higher level long ago, and would have reached a more profound realm of Tao Power," Wu Xiaode said.

The man was stunned.

Wu Xiaode continued, "My ’End’ has always been like this trash because you gave the best to Abner, didn’t you?"

"That’s because I misjudged you, I never expected you to get this far," the man explained.

"Yes, it’s your fault—"

Wu Xiaode’s expression became even colder, and he assumed a boxing stance on the spot.

"You made so many mistakes, delayed our lineage’s chance to become stronger. Why do you still have the face to stand before me?"

The man opened his mouth, unsure of how to rebut.

"Sinner of the family, you should atone with death, and I will restore all the glory atop your and Abner’s corpses," Wu Xiaode declared.

The man was even more speechless.

Magic.

It can defeat magic.

You twist, I twist more.

So what are you going to do now?

Wu Xiaode watched the man, observing every subtle expression, waiting for his decision.

A moment.

Another moment.

Suddenly, the man drew his long sword.

"This is my problem, so come on, if you can kill me, it will prove that I was indeed wrong, and all I own will be yours."

"But if you lose—"

He said, "The mistake is still yours."

"Very well," Wu Xiaode said.

—Until this moment, the world was still quiet.

Those lurking in the shadows, watching this father-son duel unfold, would never predict what was to come.

Even the man with the sword thought there would be an exchange of blows back and forth.

No one could predict what Wu Xiaode would do next.

Only those who had clashed with him knew.

The second hand ticked forward once.

The silence was broken—

Suddenly, a dense mass of bony claws burst forth from the Void, each tipped with grim flames.

Bone dragons!

At the same time, behind the man, numerous slim, delicate bronze hands emerged, blocking all his escape paths.

The Ghost Queen, Audrey!

Both Shadow Followers used Wu Xiaode’s "Sealing Hand" to completely block all his directions.

Boom!

The whole world shook.

The man stood amidst the airtight attack, swinging his long sword with all his might.

End·Absolute Cut!

With his mastery of swordsmanship, he barely managed to defend against the double onslaught of the Netherworld’s Grotto Heaven·Sealing Hand.

However, Wu Xiaode then made his move.

An endless barrage of bronze fists fell from the sky, striking the man with various boxing techniques.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed.

The man’s long sword was knocked flying.

"Can break my swordplay?"

The man shivered, completely incredulous, and shouted, "What kind of fist is this? Who mastered this exquisite boxing technique?"

He only had time to utter one sentence.

Fists like a fast and furious storm, thunderously struck him, sending him flying, relentlessly followed by punch after punch, beating him into a skeleton.

Yet the skeleton burst out laughing.

"The family no longer needs me, my previous mistakes were indeed mine."

"Arian, this last ’Absolute Cut’ is my gift to you!"

The sword fell and struck the ground before Wu Xiaode.

"You’re mistaken, I will not revitalize your family, I act only for myself," Wu Xiaode coldly declared.

"Blood does not lie! You are my child, whether you wipe out the entire family or accomplish something unprecedented, you represent our family!" the skeleton roared.

Wu Xiaode didn’t bother to respond.

This was not a safe place, and there was no need to discuss his identity with him.

"He is yours now," he said over his shoulder.

Eleven black skeletons rose from behind him, whispering in his ear:

"Thank you, Brother Wu."

After these words, they rushed towards the fallen skeleton en masse.

Only then could the skeleton see these resentful spirits.

"Wait! You are—"

It shouted in fear.

Next moment.

The Netherworld unfolded.

Eleven resentful spirits dragged it inside.

Everything vanished.

Wu Xiaode reached out to grasp the sword.

The Book of the Dead suddenly opened, turning to the last page.

"Little Wu, you know we’re just one meal away from stepping onto a new stage," one of the Angels said sweetly, making a praying gesture in front of him.

"You’re the best, Little Wu. You’ll definitely feed us, right?" the other Angel said, smiling sweetly.

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