Holy Fist
Chapter 537 - 269 Settle the harvest, the finals are about to begin_2

Chapter 537: 269 Settle the harvest, the finals are about to begin_2

"How is that possible!?"

"What are the origins of those two?"

"Even the Death Sleep core cannot decide the battle in one fell swoop!?"

A flicker of horror crossed the golden-robed bishop’s eyes, faintly mixed with a hint of fear towards the unknown. His recently inflated and wildly-growing arrogance was like a balloon—suddenly pricked and shriveled in an instant.

"Crack crack crack crack..."

Suddenly, from Bai Xiao’s side, the pressing Sound Wave Giant Palm above his head started showing cracks inch by inch, wider and longer. Finally, with a loud bang, it shattered on the spot into a dense spray like petals scattered by a celestial maiden.

Translucent fragments fall to the ground, creating small pits with each exploding sound wave.

Among the countless shards of rain.

Bai Xiao’s giant figure shot out of the pit like a cannonball.

At this moment, the golden-robed bishop had exhausted all his methods. It was about time to end it all, having probed the depths of the Eternal Sleep Sect.

"Die."

In midair, he spread his hands wide, his palms covered with a layer of condensed, expanding traces of wind, dragging behind them a faint stream of white airflow.

"It is you who will die!"

The golden-robed bishop had no way out, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, his expression ferocious, surrounded by all his spiritual power swirling back in a vortex.

Even further behind, Ghost Face, who originally rushed forward to attack the bishop, saw Bai Xiao’s hands stirring the violent wind flow and abruptly hit the brakes. His complexion underwent a drastic change as he sidestepped and, without hesitation, turned around to speed away.

The executioner protected his own massive, condensed body behind himself.

He knew Bai Xiao’s move, Water Bird Soaring, was tremendously terrifying at its peak. Several members of the Eastern Seven Stars Extreme Realm had gone all out and still met defeat! Rushing up to help would only involve him in the aftermath, causing unwarranted injury.

As Ghost Face flew past, he glanced at the golden-robed bishop, who intended to confront Bai Xiao head-on, and mourned for him for a second: "What a fool. Oh, well, ignorance breeds fearlessness; confronting head-on is also a testament to your courage."

"Right, just don’t break my Netherworld Mask, Bai Xiao..."

In the center of the battlefield.

The golden-robed bishop roared furiously as he stomped the ground, his long robe sweeping around like a cloud darting back and forth. His spiritual power burned like a flame, his eyes bloodshot and veined. Veins on his forehead protruded, and even blood tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.

"True Vacuum Sonic Burst!!!"

Behind the golden-robed bishop, a building-sized ethereal mouth suddenly appeared. The mouth opened wide, roaring an unprecedentedly loud rage towards the direction Bai Xiao was charging from. With a bang, the explosion shook the resort.

"Vacuum vacuum vacuum vacuum..."

"Screech!"

A piercing Bird Call echoed above the sky.

A pair of sound wave wings layered upon each other, plummeting from the clouds.

"Water Bird Soaring!"

"Boom!!!"

Sound waves and windstorms swept all around, sweeping the entire battlefield in an instant. Some of the lucky Cult Members of the Eternal Sleep Sect were flung directly out and fell unconscious after several tumbles on the ground. The unlucky ones, who were too close, had their organs shattered by the blast, blood flowing from all orifices.

Or were dead on impact after crashing into sharp objects and walls as they flew out.

Down a street, the shadow of Ghost Face moving forward staggered a bit. But luckily, he stabilized his form, with the executioner’s body blocking the subsequent waves behind him.

He glanced back with a grave expression.

"Is it my illusion?"

"It feels like Bai Xiao’s move is even more exaggerated than when he used it in the arena."

"Has he grown stronger again?"

The battlefield, now leveled to the ground, bore traces of destruction everywhere.

Amidst the carnage.

Bai Xiao stood tall alone, the golden-robed bishop and the ethereal mouth behind him had just been blown up by Bai Xiao’s fists, directly pulverized into dust.

The Eternal Sleep Sect indeed had some substance, but not much.

With only Extreme Realm level strength, they couldn’t block him!

Atop the mound, Bai Xiao surveyed the entire battlefield, surrounded by howling winds, his clothes rippling with layers of waves. Bai Xiao stepped forward slowly, landing on the ground.

All the spoils of war following the golden-robed bishop’s death had been collected.

A Ghost Face mask, three hypnotic props.

"Tap tap tap..."

On the left, a series of footsteps sounded from a broken street.

Ghost Face’s figure reappeared, still holding many hypnotic props in his hand, four in total. Three of which, naturally, belonged to the three special-class individuals he and Bai Xiao had jointly killed on the battlefield. The other, belonged to the black-robed man Ghost Face had killed alone, whose hypnotic props were also collected.

"For you."

Ghost Face directly threw everything at Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao reached out with a large hand, catching each one. He lifted his head, his gaze deep as he glanced at Ghost Face, his thoughts unknown, somehow eerily unsettling. From the direction of the mountain villa, the headquarters of the Eternal Sleep Sect, several extremely dangerous presences were quickly approaching. They seemed to have already sensed that something was amiss.

"Caught them."

Bai Xiao casually tossed a mask over.

At this moment, Bai Xiao and Ghost Face had both obtained what they wanted.

They slowly turned around, heading in two different directions.

"Hehe, see you tomorrow."

"The champion of the Eastern Dark World Combat Competition will most likely be decided between you and me. Have you thought about how you’ll face me on the battlefield?"

Ghost Face, with his back to Bai Xiao, suddenly spoke.

The tone was ambiguous, seemingly probing Bai Xiao’s confidence in winning.

Bai Xiao didn’t turn his head, his massive figure walking resolutely towards the distance.

A deep voice echoed far away.

"The champion can only be me!"

The tone was domineering and resolute, leaving no room for doubt!

Ghost Face’s gaze flickered, and then he didn’t stay any longer, his toe lightly touching the ground.

His entire being turned into a streak of black light, merging into the dark shadows at the edge of the alley, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

Half a minute later.

When the masters from the Eternal Sleep Sect’s headquarters arrived at the resort, they were confronted with a chaotic scene, battle marks everywhere. Five special-class black-robed Death Sleep Masters were dead, and even a golden-robed bishop had fallen on the spot!

"Who is it!?"

"Who exactly did this?"

An authoritative and angry voice echoed over the chaotic battlefield.

...

At ten o’clock in the evening, East Sea City, Hanhai Hotel.

Bai Xiao concluded his exploration of the Eternal Sleep Sect, and brought Yao Qing and others to a place of safety. Throughout the process, An Yao and Luo Ping were in a dazed state, looking utterly confused. Due to the rapid and sudden occurrences of several major events, their minds were greatly shocked, causing them to be somewhat in a trance.

They, along with Yao Qing, headed to the Mo Yun Group’s branch in East Sea City.

Meanwhile, Bai Xiao returned to his place of rest.

Hotel, bedroom.

He took off his black clothes, walked into the bathroom, and took a refreshing cold shower. The pitter-patter of the cool water flowed from his scalp all the way down.

Bringing a series of refreshing sensations.

Bai Xiao’s eyes were slightly heated as he thought of the upcoming Eastern finals.

Whether he could win the third stage championship reward or not, it all depended on tomorrow’s performance! Bai Xiao could not lose, nor would he lose; he had that confidence!