Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 459 - 351

Chapter 459: 351

Boom—

The passage ahead collapsed.

Wu Xiaode unfolded the Book of the Dead and whispered, "Hide yourselves."

Audrey placed her hand on Qiong’s shoulder and in an instant, swept her into the kingdom of ghosts.

Audrey herself then flew onto the Book of the Dead and transformed into a Shadow Follower card.

The book closed.

Wu Xiaode turned around and sped back the way he had come.

A lingering shadow brushed past him.

Siang!

It was holding the head of a young council member, catching up at high speed.

Boom, boom, boom—

The passage had been blocked.

Seeing this, Siang burst into laughter,

"Hahaha, the cunning rat has finally slipped up!"

It danced around excitedly, unable to stop itself as it continued,

"I knew this passage was a loophole, so I cast the Space Confinement Skill on the world across this passage too."

"You thought by blowing up the passage, you could escape to the world on the other side and then teleport away?"

"Haha, that was just a loophole I deliberately left open!"

"This time, watch me trap a turtle in a jar, shut the door and beat the dog!"

Siang was in high spirits, humming a tune while casually releasing a magic skill with one hand.

The passage quickly returned to normal.

Siang hopped and skipped along the passage.

Meanwhile.

Wu Xiaode had returned to the treasure vault of the Prison Flame family.

As he flew swiftly outward, he began to assess the current situation.

—Siang had already gone to the territory of the Prison Flame family.

As expected, it wouldn’t find him there, so there was only one thing it would do after its visit.

Destroy the entire world of the Prison Flame family’s territory.

Once that task was completed, it would immediately return here to continue searching for the materials to craft puppets.

How should he respond?

That maniac Siang, every so often, would release magic, thoroughly searching the entire underground treasury.

Should he continue to follow it?

Good luck always runs out, and what if he misjudged one time and it cost him his life?

Wu Xiaode suddenly stopped mid-air.

Ahead.

Hundreds of heads were piled on the ground.

—The heads of the Prison Flame family members.

Further ahead on the ground lay two headless corpses.

Both were council members sent to negotiate with Siang, and both had died at its hands.

A gleam of light suddenly flashed through Wu Xiaode’s eyes.

At the end of the pathway ahead, something appeared.

The Destruction Council couldn’t possibly be sending someone down again to negotiate with Siang.

After having two people killed back to back, to continue sending more people for negotiation—

If the Destruction Council did so, it would cause disunity among all members.

Therefore,

The council would likely be forced to make a move.

Wu Xiaode shuddered, and more fog began to emerge, wrapping around him.

He walked forward, stepping on a bronze hand.

Gradually.

He saw clearly—something shining hidden in the darkness.

It was a massive piece of Mobile Battle Armor.

A gloomy old man stood in front of the Mobile Battle Armor, scanning the bodies and heads on the ground.

"Corpse Pile Mountain, we’ve stepped back time and again, while you’ve taken inch after inch."

"—Come out and face your death!"

The old man exclaimed in a low voice.

Lines of ice crystal characters emerged from behind the Mobile Battle Armor:

"Mecha: Puppet Master."

"Special class, End."

"This mecha possesses the following powers:"

"1, Overlord’s Ceremony of the Destruction Abyss: This mecha is immune to magic attacks, immune to physical attacks, Break Magic, Armor Breaking, Break Defense, invincible, attack effect increased tenfold, powerful revival."

"2, ???"

"3, ?????"

"Usage method: Sacrifice a life to operate this mecha for one battle."

Wu Xiaode’s heart trembled.

This End was too powerful!

Would Siang stand a chance against it?

As he was pondering, he suddenly saw another line of ice crystal characters appear before him:

"Your lucky status has ended."

It had ended!

Wu Xiaode instinctively wanted to transform back into Bright Ghost, but at the last moment, he stopped.

Luck bestowed by fate comes and goes; it cannot be forcibly retained.

This was an intuition he had as a Bright Ghost.

If one manipulated fate too much, one would definitely be devoured by fate.

With this thought, his expression turned extremely solemn, and he quietly retreated to the side of the pile of heads.

In that critical moment, he could only try to block with these heads.

—Right, he had Battle Armor.

He came back to his senses, flipped his hand, and took out a suit of bright red Battle Armor, giving it a light tap.

The whole suit of armor disassembled, transforming into various components that clung to his body.

This was the Battle Armor from the Human Emperor’s Secret Realm:

The Demon Suppression General’s Armor!

It was the strongest defensive item Wu Xiaode possessed.

With this suit of armor on, Wu Xiaode felt somewhat reassured and opted to hide in the shadows.

He waited for a few breaths.

Suddenly, a swooshing sound came from deep within the passage.

Siang had returned!

It landed opposite the old man, tilting its head to size up the old man and the Mobile Battle Armor behind him.

"You actually have this thing."

It said with interest.

"Die, Corpse Pile Mountain." The old man’s body surged with a killing intent.

"Wait, I have a question to ask you," Siang said.

"What?"

"You said... if someone is hiding in the shadows when I destroy the world, will they be destroyed along with it?"

"Nonsense, you’ve already killed too many people, now is your time to be executed," the elder said.

Siang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since you say so, I can rest assured."

A huge shadow flashed into existence.

The Mobile Battle Armor rushed forward!

Taking advantage of this final moment, Wu Xiaode hid behind a pile of heads and whispered:

"Stop, don’t fight."

Boom!!!

The Mobile Battle Armor threw a punch with all its might, shattering the entire corridor into pieces.

Countless treasures, rails, tunnels, houses, and walls, in front of this punch, were completely demolished and blown into the sky by the wind.

Siang was hit by this punch and flew like a shadow, his body breaking through hundreds of meters of the earth’s crust and soaring into the sky.

Wu Xiaode was hiding to the side, and just being grazed by this force put him at death’s door.

Fortunately, he was very experienced with near-death situations—

Almost instantly, he shouted loudly, "Resurrect—bring me back to life!"

A line of ice crystal letters emerged from the Book of the Dead:

"Revived."

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at his battle armor.

The Battle Armor was completely shattered.

Had it not been for this Demon Suppression Battle Armor taking a hit for him, he would have probably been smashed into a pulp.

Now.

He had finally escaped the sure-death situation—

After all, the incident had been so sudden that only now did the Book of the Dead belatedly flash with combat reminders:

"Note:"

"The Dual Angel Seal can only be effective on one target and has strict activation conditions."

"Seal One: Extreme Good Angel Seal has been activated."

"Activation condition: Being attacked while persuading others to stop fighting triggers this seal immediately."

"Effect: All healing powers in this battle will only work on you."

"Seal Two: Judgement Angel Seal."

"Activation condition: If you are hit by an opponent without retaliating, you may immediately activate this seal."

"Effect: Immediately judge the opponent, select one of their abilities to copy to yourself as medical treatment and damage compensation."

"—Please designate your target."

Wu Xiaode plunged toward the ground.

Several bronze hands caught him, keeping him floating mid-air.

He looked around and saw that there was no one else between heaven and earth.

The world was confined by Siang.

Everyone else had fled but had hidden themselves.

—This battle had just begun!

Wu Xiaode glanced at the sky and saw Siang gently landing, standing on a huge spire.

"Hahaha, what a formidable punch, worthy of battling me!"

Its mouth was covered in fresh blood, yet it laughed loudly.

Boom boom boom!

The giant Mobile Battle Armor crawled out from the sunken pit.

The elder floated in front of the mecha, his eyes coldly saying, "Serve wine but not drink leads to punishment, Corpse Pile Mountain, today is the day you will be completely destroyed."

It was this Mobile Battle Armor!

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts moved, and lines of ice crystal letters suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Your designated target is: Puppet."

"Your chosen ability is: Overlord’s Ceremony from the Destruction Abyss."

"Note, you can only cast the Dual Angel Seal on one target, therefore the seal cast on ’Siang’ has now disappeared."

Wu Xiaode’s eyes flashed, and he glanced lightly at Siang.

Siang’s body was seething with murderous intent, and seeing his body nearly fall apart, it cursed impatiently:

"Damn if it weren’t for this body being cursed—"

It suddenly remembered something.

If he had killed the Prison Flame family in the process, that brat would have perished with them.

If that was the case—

Then the seal he had cast should have disappeared by now!

If the seal disappeared, it proves he is dead.

If it hasn’t disappeared, it proves he is still alive!

This time, it was finally possible to ascertain what exactly had happened to that brat!

Siang hasted toward the Mobile Battle Armor, saying, "Wait a moment!"

It waved its hand, releasing a gentle and splendid purple glow that fell upon its body.

The wounds on its body gradually healed.

The Healing Skill was effective!

This confirmed that the seal had disappeared, meaning—

That brat had been killed by him!

"Hahahahahaha! I still won in the end! This feeling is fantastic!"

Siang stood on the spire and burst into a series of loud laughter, leaning back and forth, nearly rolling off the spire.

It was not easy.

That brat is finally dead!

"Incomplete ghostly spirits are always our great misfortune, no matter how much you laugh today, you will be buried here," the old man said coldly from the ground.

His Mobile Battle Armor once again prepared for battle.

Siang’s laughter suddenly stopped.

It looked murderous and raised a finger.

"Now I can heal the wounds on my body... watch me smash your mecha into pieces," he said quietly.

In an instant, endless Blood Shadows sprang from the ground, spreading across the world like a tide, climbing over the giant Mobile Battle Armor.

"Ridiculous, do you think you can win with numbers?" the elder began to control the mecha.

Taking advantage of this moment—

Wu Xiaode transformed into a streak of light and flew back underground.

In the chaotic underground, there were still some tunnels that weren’t destroyed.

There were still some treasure vaults—

Still wide open for him!