I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1223 - Chapter 1223 Chapter 516 Picking Up A Life

Chapter 1223: Chapter 516: Picking Up A Life Chapter 1223: Chapter 516: Picking Up A Life Struggling and constrained, he was struck by Xiang Zhuang more than ten times in an instant, the force penetrating his body and worsening the injuries of the Demon Lord Gou Chen.

As for Xiang Zhuang’s attacks, they became even more decisive and confident–he knew he would be the victor of this battle.

Though the cost was an Earth Level artifact and the life of a Martial Ancestor from his own sect, if he could capture or kill the Devil Lord, then the price was not considered high at all.

Not to mention the covert rewards promised by Wang Fuling and the Dutian Heavenly King; the Devil Lord Gou Chen himself hoarded many secrets worth uncovering.

For instance, where did the legacy of the Devil Lord Gou Chen originate, and why could he harbor the Blood Fiend without being corrupted? Moreover, what were the secrets that allowed him to summon the Nine Heavens Thundering and traverse a thousand miles.

This itself was an incredible treasure trove, and soon, it would become the foundation of the Xiang Family, fueling Xiang Zhuang’s excitement.

Another palm strike landed on the chest of the Demon Lord Gou Chen, throwing the tall, thin man in the Star Robe like a shooting star into the ruins.

The proud Xiang Zhuang landed slowly, watching the struggling Demon Lord trying to rise, then stomped down.

“Crack!”

The already cracked spine was completely severed, Xiang Zhuang grasped the head of the Demon Lord Gou Chen and lifted it from the ground.

“Who would have thought that the Demon Lord Gou Chen, known throughout the land, would fall into my hands?”

With inexplicable excitement and pride, Xiang Zhuang finally let down his guard and said confidently.

The spine is the core of a martial body, severing it cuts off the connection between a fighter and their Dantian Spirit Power. Controlling the Dantian with the soul is too slow and too conspicuous, giving Xiang Zhuang a hundred ways to stop it.

Thus, the Demon Lord Gou Chen, now like mud, could stir no more trouble.

“I must see for myself what the famous Demon Lord Gou Chen truly looks like.”

The victorious always wanted to satisfy their curiosity first, and grasping the head of the Demon Lord, Xiang Zhuang lightly shook his right hand, revealing a delicate and determined face beneath the Gou Chen Mask.

Although he had imagined countless faces of the Demon Lord Gou Chen, seeing such a young one was unexpected for Xiang Zhuang.

What he expected even less was that the mud-like Devil Lord was actually smiling!

That smile was like that of an old hunter who had waited a lifetime and finally saw his prey fall into the pit with pride.

Fear surged within Xiang Zhuang as the Gentle Wind in his body stirred, planning to escape as before. However, the explosive release of Gentle Wind merely lifted the short hair on Tang Luo’s forehead.

The lack of Spiritual Power rendered many of Tang Luo’s secret techniques unusable, including the Star Halo; to bind a powerful foe like Xiang Zhuang, the opponent needed to come within an arm’s length and be momentarily distracted.

So Tang Luo gambled, betting that Xiang Zhuang would be curious about the identity of the Devil Lord, betting that Xiang Zhuang would find the living Devil Lord more valuable than a dead one.

He gambled right. Xiang Zhuang, at a seemingly insurmountable advantage, ultimately chose to maximize his gains, overlooking the potential risks.

“That kick should have been aimed at the head.”

There were still streaks of blood on Tang Luo’s white teeth as he, with his spine severed, grinned like a ghastly spirit at Xiang Zhuang.

Armed with enormous amounts of his own blood essence and the Blood Fiend’s essence, the Blood River Divine Sword burst forth from Tang Luo’s mouth, decapitating the triumphant Xiang Zhuang.

Though unwilling to accept defeat, the peak Warrior of the Fierce Realm died, but his fierce spirit flew out from the God’s Residence, intending to take Tang Luo down with him.

Then, naturally, there was no thereafter.

Tang Luo, lying on the ground alongside the headless corpse, let out a long sigh of relief. Using the Star Core spiritual bonds to haphazardly stitch his shattered spine, and irrigating it with the Two Ambiguity Innate Qi for just a brief period, he struggled to stand.

Before sustaining the injury, repairing such extensive damage to the great dragon of the spine would have required a day of treatment with the Two Ambiguity Innate Qi, but now, he only needed a few simple steps to be able to stand, an astonishing improvement.

Although he could stand now, the severely damaged great dragon of the spine was still only a makeshift solution; it would be difficult enough just to bend or twist, let alone engage in another intense physical duel.

He would need at least a few hours of nourishment from the Innate Qi before he had a chance of recovering thirty to forty percent of his combat prowess.

Therefore, all he could do now was hope that the legless Martial Ancestor’s escape technique was extraordinary enough to afford him some time to catch his breath.

Bending down with difficulty to pick up the Gou Chen Mask from the ground, just as Tang Luo put the mask back on his face, he sensed a wave of spiritual power approaching from afar–it was indeed that legless Xiang Family Martial Ancestor.

Feeling more miserable than if he had swallowed a fly, Tang Luo thought he was utterly cursed; not embodying this string of bad luck would be unjust to his “luck E” status.

Despite his fervent pleas, the timing of the opponent’s return was just so coincidental that he didn’t even have a moment to gather his breath and hide.

With the great dragon of the spine underperforming severely, the Shura Divine Heart’s accumulated Blood Fiend had also been completely drained these past days.

He still had quite a bit of Innate Qi left, but the vast majority of it was being used to support his spine and suppress the injuries in his chest. If he diverted any, he might collapse from physical exhaustion even before the enemy made a move.

Great, so besides blowing himself up and dying together with his soul, there was no other choice left?

After a careful assessment of his own condition, Tang Luo could only come to this conclusion, but compared to being at someone’s mercy, it was not too bad.

With his current physical and spiritual power status, having slain two pinnacle warriors of the Fierce Realm, even a top-tier Saint Child probably wouldn’t have much better combat strength.

Giving himself a fair and objective assessment of his combat capabilities before death, Tang Luo raised his head and slowly ascended, ready to shine brightly one last time.

However, he noticed the legless Martial Ancestor glanced over, then, as if mourning his parents, used his blood escape technique and vanished without a trace once again.

Tang Luo could even see the panic in the eyes of the legless Martial Ancestor and his ashen face.

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Watching the cloud shadow disappear in an instant, Tang Luo felt inexplicably happy.

After all, who would choose death if they could live? The opponent ran so hurriedly, it must be because there was an urgent matter at home.

Glancing back at the headless corpse on the ground–the one belonging to Xiang Zhuang of the East Camp–Tang Luo scratched his now bone-white chin, quite satisfied with his judgment.

On the twenty-ninth day of the first month in the year 1787 of the Longzhou Calendar, I, Tang Luo, saved my own life.

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The further one goes in martial arts, the greater the perceived disparity becomes.

Take a simple example: if we reverse time, the least disparity between family martial artists and those from sacred lands is in the Mortal Realm phase.

Even at this time, the world-renowned Saint Child, when compared at the Mortal Realm level, isn’t much stronger than the family martial artists.

It’s like comparing the top student with ordinary students, who, rolled back to the first or second grade of elementary school, often have their moments of glorious deadlock.

Martial arts is likewise; the further one progresses, the larger the disparity becomes, demonstrating the stark and harsh reality of strength and weakness.

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