Holy Fist
Chapter 535 - 268 There’s no way to heaven, no door to enter the earth!_2

Chapter 535: 268 There’s no way to heaven, no door to enter the earth!_2

Five meters away, the gigantic figure enshrouded in white vapor turned its head and grinned. Its ghastly teeth, under the moonlight, sent chills throughout the body.

"Distracted at such a time?"

"Did you really think you’ve just fended off Ghost Face?"

Bai Xiao stated this sentence with an undisturbed gaze.

The tall, thin man in dark robes felt a chill run down his spine, sweat drenching his forehead in an instant. Huff, huff, huff, huff, a ferocious wind bearing black qi swept over him, making the cloth of the robe on his back tightly cling to his body, rising and falling like ripples.

"Ah!!!"

A piercing scream of utmost agony came from the side.

That was the last companion of the tall, thin man in dark robes.

Under the moonlight, on one side of the battlefield.

The towering figure in a black trench coat slowly raised its arm, its hand sheathed in black gloves, grabbing the neck of a special-grade Death Sleep Master.

Raising him expressionlessly, his feet dangled in the air.

Ghost Face’s long hair flowed like a waterfall, carrying with it an aura of mystery and horror. The gruesome Ghost Mask on its face, neither gold nor wood, continued to flicker and change.

Now and then its ferocious fangs bared in anger, at times its features drooped in sorrow, and at times it burst into inexplicable mad laughter. The only constant was the two pitch-black pupils in the eye sockets, which seemed to contain an icy coldness and a granular texture like misty ink.

There was a faint hint of mockery and disdain.

"Is this the level of your capability?"

"Even wearing the Netherworld Mask, you’re still a waste!"

"Such a treasure is wasted on you."

He instantly extended his left hand with fingers like claws, snatched the purple mask off the dark-robed man’s face, and then with a flick of his right arm, threw it into the air.

On the ground, an invisible bronze-black qi giant slowly raised its savage battleaxe in an executioner’s posture and swung it down.

"Pu-chi!"

The dark-robed man’s body was split in half right down the middle.

Organs and blood gushed out, splattering across half of the area.

The gruesome and bloody scene shocked the surrounding Cult Members of the Eternal Sleep Sect who were still in the fight, even the few Biological Armors caught in dire straits froze in place. The entire battlefield inexplicably fell silent in an instant.

"Hehehe..."

Bai Xiao’s low chuckle broke the silence, his iron tower-like body radiating intense heat as he slowly stepped forward, a billowing vapor enshrouding him.

Elsewhere.

Ghost Face also stepped forward in silence, his black boots making a dull sound on the ground, his wide trench coat subtly lifting, emanating an elegant and mysterious aura.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Two sets of footsteps, one after the other, closed in on the tall, thin man in dark robes.

At that moment, he truly felt unparalleled despair. Two bloodthirsty and ferocious monstrosities, exuding a terrifying aura, were slowly approaching him. Now, the tall thin man in dark robes was completely trapped, with no escape from heaven or earth. That sense of terror suffocated him like ripples spreading through every corner of the battlefield.

His soul-fearing dread made him subconsciously want to turn and flee. But the legs of the tall, thin man in dark robes seemed to not obey, forehead veins bulging, straining with all his might yet unable to take a step, wishing he could chop them off right there.

"Swoosh!"

Far away, on the rooftop of a resort, a golden figure streaked like a large bird rushing over, its reflection mirrored in the dark-robed man’s pupils.

He opened his mouth wide, screaming with all his strength.

"Bishop, sir!"

"Save me!!!"

Above the skies, a majestic and authoritative voice thundered.

"Stop!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Bai Xiao and Ghost Face struck simultaneously, a terrifying punch and axe descending, nothing could possibly withstand them. A peak-force swept across, the ground of the entire plaza shuddered, leaving nothing but a crater and mangled flesh.

The tall, thin man in dark robes, ultimately, didn’t wait for rescue, dying a death bereft of a whole corpse.

"Swoosh!"

"Bang!"

Golden light plummeted down, stirring up a cloud of dust and debris.

"You..."

Amidst the thick dust, a pair of eyes faintly glowing golden radiated intense light. An invisible oppressive force quickly spread around.

"Dammit!"

Countless tiny cracks appeared on the ground, radiating outward in concentric circles, pressuring both Bai Xiao and Ghost Face, the closest to them.

Their shoulders slightly weighed down, as if carrying a colossal burden.

"Huff!"

A gust of wind blew from the distance, sweeping away all the dust.

A figure in a golden robe stood at the center of the battleground, white silk gloves on his hands, and a red, fierce mask on his face.

His gaze slightly lowered, sweeping over the bodies of three, anger rising within him.

"You..."

"Will be the first ants to die under my Eternal Sleep Divine Skill!"

The bishop’s voice was thunderous, his eyes ablaze with fury, his presence terrifying.

On the sides, Bai Xiao glanced at Ghost Face across from him and said nonchalantly, "Same as usual, you get the hypnotic props, and the mask is yours."

Ghost Face also wore his usual icy expression and nodded his head.

"Fine."

"Dammit! Didn’t you hear me talking?"

The golden-robed bishop’s presence peaked, his eyes burning with rage from being ignored. He didn’t hesitate for a moment to strike instantly, aiming directly at Bai Xiao. Because Ghost Face wore a mask, his presence was mysterious and dangerous, making him seem like a tougher opponent.

"Swish!"

His right hand extended, revealing an ancient bronze bell between his fingers.

The bell was simple in style, carved with savage gluttonous patterns, and its clapper made of jade, resembling a clear, blood-colored droplet.

He gave his palm a shake.

"Ding!"

A crisp bell ring erupted, a surge of sound waves rapidly expanding and sweeping over a large area nearby, penetrating layers upon an object’s surface.

Not far away, walls and houses were shattered into powder, cement pavements cracked inch by inch as if a horde of sounding serpents was roaring wildly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Simultaneously, drumbeats rose within the sound waves, manifesting as a second auditory type of hypnotic prop. The drumbeats, like thick, blood-colored city crossbows, invisible but swift as lightning and sharp as swords, aimed toward the two people, carrying a frequency that could disrupt the human body’s Qi-Blood and heart rhythm.

"And there’s more!"

The golden-robed bishop, with a sharp look, took out a crystal ball again.

A drop of blood fell, unleashing an intensely white light that seemed like a sun hanging in the mid-air. The terrifying close-range light rays, like golden light sabers, turned the ground into a sieve, the scorching holes smoking.

The battleground all around was nearly cleared, indiscriminately killing both friend and foe.

"Can’t even withstand my triple hypnotic props?!"

"This is the price for provoking the Eternal Sleep Sect!"

He emanated intense psychic waves, his telekinetic force distorting the surrounding air, exhibiting his robust and profound Spirit Attribute.

"What gibberish are you spouting?"

"Are you trying to tickle me?"

In the most intense region of the terrifying attack, where the white light shone brightest, a figure that resembled a red tank-like behemoth emerged. His stature had reached two and a half meters, his exaggerated Physique, and Peak Qi-Blood. Over his body, it seemed as if he wore unstoppable, exceptionally thick and formidable Armor.

His entire body glowed red, laced with black cords.

The consecutive three strikes had caused only minor traces.

Bai Xiao stepped forward, each footfall causing a commotion akin to an elephant’s trampling. On his formidable body, a black snake exuding extreme malevolence and demonic power coiled its way up, resting on his shoulder.

His eyes, blood-red, stared intently at the golden-robed bishop.

"Thud!"

Behind the bishop, a shadow filled with murderous intent and terrifying axe shadow directly split the triple tiered area attack, creating a large void.

The figure in the black overcoat touched the ground with the tip of his toe, his form soaring through the air.

Behind him, the executioner had shrunk to half its size, but the fear it radiated was even denser. Thick chains wrapped around his arms turned blood-colored, and the axe in his hand transformed into a clear, blood-colored axe.

"No need for idle talk with him."

"Kill first, talk later!"

With a thunderous boom, Bai Xiao’s body surged forward, like a high-speed heavy tank crushing everything in its path as it charged toward the golden-robed bishop.

"You don’t need to tell me!"

In the center of the battleground, with danger ahead and behind, two terrifying figures attacked.

The golden-robed bishop, with an incredibly heavy presence, pressed a hand to his left heart and grabbed fiercely, conjuring a phantom blood-colored heart out of thin air.

Quietly floating mid-air, it beat softly.

In this dire situation, he could only give it his all.

The golden-robed bishop wanted to see for himself whether the Eternal Sleep Divine Skill studied by the sect had the terrifying power rumored in legends. He bellowed loudly.

"Eternal Sleep Divine Skill!"

"Phantom Death Core!"

"Extreme Vacuum Sound Wave Path!"