Holy Fist
Chapter 592 - 297 Strong Attitude

Chapter 592: 297 Strong Attitude

"Mother of Masks!"

"Mother of Masks?"

One voice was shocked and the other puzzled, almost sounding at the same time.

Vice Sect Hierarch Zuo Ming of the Eternal Sleep Sect glanced at the Ghost Face mask on Bai Xiao’s face and immediately realized that it was the Mother of Masks. His eyes narrowed slightly with shock, but his expression quickly shifted in an inscrutable manner.

Ghost Face was the same. He took a deep look at Bai Xiao, his gaze filled with caution and a hint of probing. Ghost Face took a deep breath and asked.

"Are you Bai Xiao, or the Mother of Masks?"

As soon as the words fell, a wild and dark laughter suddenly rang out.

"Hahaha, what do you think!?"

Bai Xiao laughed maniacally, his shoulders shaking, the fierce Ghost Face mask on his face faintly glowing. Ancient and evil spell characters squirmed on the surface like insects, exuding a bone-chilling cold. Sharply uneven fangs burst out from the parting of the mouth.

That owlish voice seemed to come from the deepest depths of the Netherworld.

"It’s the Mother of Masks!"

"That’s great!"

A look of ecstatic joy flashed in Zuo Ming’s pupils; he knew of the terrifying possession and parasitic power of the Mother of Masks. Previously, as the Vice Sect Hierarch of the Eternal Sleep Sect, a powerhouse in Spiritual Domain, he dared not attempt to wear the Mother of Masks, for he knew its ability to beguile was undoubtedly the strongest.

Even in collaboration, Zuo Ming held considerable apprehension towards it.

Just a moment ago, two figures rushed into the depths of the tranquil cave, and when they came out, Bai Xiao was wearing the Mother of Masks – probably already ensnared by it in an instant!

At this moment, Bai Xiao was an ally!

Zuo Ming immediately shouted.

"Come and help me!"

"Together, let’s completely destroy this Purple Scorpion Armor!"

As his voice fell, it echoed faintly in the cave.

Scorpion Fang Jun of Sky Scale Company felt a sinking in his heart, his eyebrows already tightly furrowed. He hadn’t expected Bai Xiao to be controlled by some trick of the Eternal Sleep Sect! If Zuo Ming teamed up with Bai Xiao, he feared he wouldn’t be able to hold out!

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a powerful figure flickered on the spot.

Bai Xiao, wearing the Mother of Masks, swiftly broke into the formation, his murderous intent and aura as clear and bright as the flame of a torch in the night. His violently fierce presence was like a Fierce Battle Axe descending.

It seemed that Bai Xiao was about to join forces with Zuo Ming to besiege Fang Jun.

Vice Sect Hierarch Zuo Ming’s power surged wildly as his spiritual fluctuations locked onto Scorpion Fang Jun completely. His crimson robe billowed, its hem rustling. Temples throbbing, Golden Light began to condense in his eyes.

Zuo Ming bellowed, stepping forward: "Together, attack!"

"Swoosh!"

At that moment, Bai Xiao charged forward, leaving behind a shocking trail.

"Be careful!"

"He’s not the Mother of Masks, he’s still Bai Xiao!!!"

Suddenly, a hand pressing on the Ghost Face mask, Ghost Face sensed something. His own top-tier Netherworld Mask had no reaction when faced with the Mother of Masks! His eyes narrowed as he shouted sharply.

"What?!"

Zuo Ming, the first to rush out, tilted his head ever so slightly, his eyes bulging, the blood vessels clearly visible against the whites. Disbelief rich in his expression, he seemed to doubt what he had heard.

"Boom!"

Ahead, Scorpion Fang Jun took advantage of Zuo Ming’s dazed moment, exploding with full force without hesitation, smoothly transitioning from a defensive stance to an offensive one. His whole body of purple armor shone with a translucent crystal energy glow, monster cells within entering a primeval state. A true Devil Scorpion descended, its cold pupils flickering with ghostly light.

Steel limbs thundered, and two sets of massive pincers swept across!

Simultaneously.

Bai Xiao, pursuing Zuo Ming like a shooting star from behind, revealed a fierce smile beneath the mask. He unleashed astonishing strength, his form instantly entering the Stone-dragon Transformation. His entire body swelled to over three meters in height in a blink of an eye, a towering shadow evaporating white steam approached.

"Thud!"

The massive foot stomped onto the ground.

A huge eye emitting a red glare broke through the mist.

A pair of arms as thick as marble pillars were raised high, with dark and scarlet colors on their surface; muscles intersected in a complex pattern. Dark meridians and crimson blood overlapped, power circulating like beams of light, emitting intense heat.

"Heavenly Bird Destruction!"

With an acceleration, Bai Xiao threw a punch, Fierce Bird Fifth Transformation descending!

"Ah!!!"

Caught in the middle, Zuo Ming felt a strong threat, every hair on his body standing on end. His hands pushed out frantically as the death core swelled and burst. Behind him, as if a golden Spiritual Sun blossomed, infinite light radiated forth.

"Boom!!!"

The core of the battlezone erupted as if a missile had detonated, a visible white ring-shaped shockwave rapidly sweeping across in all directions. The entire cave shook violently, as if triggering a severe earthquake. The hard rock walls cracked densely, with gray and black stone dust gushing forth like a fountain, and the ground trembled at a high frequency.

"Spurt!"

A spray of fresh blood shot out, instantly evaporated by the scorching air.

A battered figure with severe injuries flew out at an angle, his luxurious crimson robe with golden patterns tattered. Zuo Ming stumbled, sweat cascading down his forehead and temples. His body was like a short-circuiting machine about to break down, his chest heaving, desperately trying to draw fresh air.