Holy Fist
Chapter 297 - 153 Bai Xiao, help me keep the Magic Bird Secret Scripture safe!_2

Chapter 297: 153 Bai Xiao, help me keep the Magic Bird Secret Scripture safe!_2

Sssss...

From within its body, countless blood-red filaments were extracted, like dense tendrils. As the Cross Black Sword was pulled out, these red threads, like swallows returning to their nest, entered the blade. The Cross Sword then seemed to be enveloped in red mist, eerily unsettling. Even the heart of the demon-shaped figure was rapidly withering and shriveling, its energy seemingly being continually transferred and extracted.

The tiny heart on the Cross Black Sword was becoming more and more blood-red.

The sound of beating was also getting louder!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Boom!

Finally, after a thunderous noise.

The Cross Sword emerged, cutting through the air.

Clang!!!

Screech!!!

The clear ringing was both like the cry of a sword and the call of a bird.

Wu Binghe came to his senses, his eyes brightened, and his spirit surged.

He had finally pulled out the Cross Black Sword and, in effect, obtained the Magic Bird Secret Scripture! Whoosh, red filaments and black mist from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, formed a massive vortex, violently surging in.

After a mere three seconds.

The Cross Black Sword vanished silently, transforming into a tome.

The secret tome quickly became transparent at a dizzying speed and entered Wu Binghe’s palm.

He suddenly closed his eyes.

"So that’s how it is, that’s how it is!"

"Hahaha...hahahaha!"

Wu Binghe couldn’t stop laughing, ecstatic beyond measure. He hadn’t been this happy even when he had killed the Blood Bird, nor had his emotions ever been so uncontrollable. This was Wu Binghe’s long-held wish, a puzzle that had troubled him for who knows how long was finally solved. It was a euphoric enlightenment.

"If only I had gotten this scripture five years ago..."

"Perhaps by now, I might have had a glimpse into the ways of a grandmaster..."

"It’s a pity, such a pity."

Wu Binghe opened his eyes and suddenly looked ahead.

Half his face was now completely covered in black, the once half-limit had been breached, and what followed was a domino effect. As expected, the black spread swiftly.

Rumbling...

The ground around Wu Binghe, at the center, shook violently.

It was as if some colossal creature were rapidly approaching.

It was fear; fear was coming for him!

Breaking through from a deeper layer of the world, step by step, descending upon him!

Suddenly, it got dark!

Or rather, it got darker!

The sky, where the real world overlapped with the deeper world, was a black curtain with glowing blood-veined cracks. Now, the blood veins disappeared, leaving only a pure primordial black. It was as if a massive entity from beyond the world, so large it replaced the backdrop, obscured everything.

The surroundings were a terrific darkness, a darkness that devoured everything clean.

Suddenly, crack!

Space shattered, and a giant raptor’s pupil looked down.

Wu Binghe’s expression was extremely grim, his face struggling to endure. His entire face had turned black, with only his right eye barely retaining some lucidity.

The next second, Wu Binghe violently turned his head, looking toward the Fierce Bird Sect.

With the fastest speed, he locked on to a figure.

"Bai Xiao!!!"

Upon hearing the shout, Bai Xiao quickly looked up and locked eyes with Wu Binghe.

"Take it!"

Whoosh!

A streak of black light was thrown by Wu Binghe, as swiftly as lightning.

Bai Xiao instinctively raised his hand to catch it.

His five fingers firmly grasped a sword hilt burning hot. The Cross Black Sword, standing upright with molten lava-like, faintly glowing blood-red filaments on the blade, quickly disappeared into Bai Xiao’s hand.

"The Magic Bird Secret Scripture!?"

He looked up again towards his senior brother.

Wu Binghe’s tall and robust frame stood in the center of the square, the cross-shaped scar on his right eye twitching slightly, and a somewhat fierce smile squeezed from the corners of his mouth.

His lips moved, but no sound came out.

Yet it was possible to know from his lip movements, Wu Binghe’s last words: "Take good care of the Magic Bird Secret Scripture for me, one day, I’ll come back for it!"

The next instant, the blackness completely devoured the clarity in his right eye.

Bam!

A giant raptor claw of maddening size reached out from the depths of darkness.

Instantly enveloping Wu Binghe’s figure!

Whoosh!

The hurricane howled, space trembled.

By the time the huge claw disappeared, Wu Binghe’s figure had vanished into the darkness as well. Layers upon layers of qi waves scattered the white mist.

"Elder brother..."

Bai Xiao murmured to himself as he looked in the direction where Wu Binghe had disappeared.

The Magic Bird Secret Scripture in his hands had completely vanished, and the skull mark on the back of his hand was burning bright and hot, as if it had just sensed an unprecedented breath of fear.

It was activated to the limit!

"Is this what true fear is?"

"Indeed, something unseen before..."

Hum!

Bai Xiao’s figure wavered, his brain bombarded with a mass of information.

All the contents of the Magic Bird Secret Scripture appeared before his eyes!

That extremely evil yet powerful aura was maddening. It seemed as if merely reading it could transform the viewer into a slave of the fist skill!

His thoughts raced past.

Within them, Bai Xiao saw a familiar term.

He had once received a secret message when he successfully visualized the twelfth move of the Fierce Bird Boxing Manual, leaving a deep impression.

"Devour the Blood of Fear, condense the Heart of Demon Bird!!!"

Wasn’t that the opening line of the "Magic Bird Secret Scripture"?

...

Horror Bird Organization headquarters, underground base.

The brutal slaughter that had just ended was in no way inferior to the great battle at the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters. Countless bloody corpses lay in the passageway, with fresh blood forming a small stream. Those were members of the Evil Ghost Court.

Just fifteen minutes prior.

Two formidable figures had entered from the outside, unleashing terrifying power. One cloaked in cold wind, frost fierce; the other enshrouded in flames, incinerating everything. Their combat strength had actually reached Sect Leader Level.

Moreover, they were not ordinary sect leaders; their methods were extremely powerful.

So much so that the defenses of the Evil Ghost Court were only enough to delay them for a time with their thickness. In the end, every line of defense was forcibly breached.

This caused the elderly gentleman Charon clad in a suit to have to take action in order to stop the two.

The summoning ritual was underway.

One of the dignitaries of the Evil Ghost Court, who held the sixth seat, attempted to descend from the deeper world with the overlapping effect of the Yabadon Life Tree.

Charon would not allow anyone to disrupt this process.

So, when facing Tu Qi and Tuoba Tian, he gave his all. His entire being entered an overloaded state of desperation, frantically biding time.

In addition, with the powerful artifacts of the Evil Ghost Court.

Charon actually succeeded.

He held on until the moment the ritual took full effect!

Thump thump thump!

Charon, turned into a monster-like being, retreated frantically as if possessed by an Evil Ghost, his body gravely wounded and on the brink of death, standing in front of the Yabadon Life Tree.

He was covered in blood, yet his demeanor was unbridled and wild.

Charon looked at the two figures opposite him, one emitting a red and the other a blue aura, both tremendously powerful.

He actually managed to curl his lips into a cold smile.

"You’re finished!"

"Wait to die!!!"

In the Yabadon Life Tree, above, the flames condensed into a mirror.

A dark shadow enshrouded in massive floodwaters was taking steps forward, its entire shape growing clearer by the moment. An extremely terrifying aura was already rolling through the flames, intimidating the whole melt cavern.

Rustle, rustle...

The sound of raging water currents grew ever closer in the surrounding space.

Until at a certain moment.

A foot suddenly burst through the flame mirror and stepped out.

"Dare to obstruct my arrival, you’re seeking death!"

A voice of enormous dignity, imperious and overbearing, echoed violently through the empty space. The owner of the voice had already revealed nearly half its body.

Just as the owner of the voice was about to descend into the real world, to crush the two ’ants’. Suddenly, the surroundings darkened, as if enveloped by a colossal shadow.

Shriek!!!

An explosive Bird Call, akin to thunder.

Intimidating heaven and earth, stirring the universe.

"Hmm?!"

"The three pillars of fear!"

"Damn it, why at this time!"

The shadow within the mirror seemed extremely annoyed and anxious at that instant.

He quickened his pace, attempting to squeeze through and descend into the current world.

But another existence of extreme horror from the deep world had appeared in this region, causing the Yabadon Life Tree to collapse madly, unable to bear that force. It was like using a small grass to support a large elephant.

The sixth seat of the Evil Ghost Court emitted a deafening roar of rage.

"No! Let me out!!!"