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Chapter 1025 - 1025 522 No one can stop me (4000)_2

Chapter 1025: 522 No one can stop me (4000)_2 Chapter 1025: 522 No one can stop me (4000)_2 Fist of the Saint, king of the Secret Martial Art!

Even the roots of Cangyuan, which had been trapped in the Ancient Ruins for thousands of years, seemed to have a traceable connection with a certain Saint Fist.

Among the invaders this time, there was an existence close to the Saint Fist. No wonder even the roots of Cangyuan had immediately given it attention.

“Close to Saint Fist?” Mu Ling slowly raised his head, “I’m afraid I can’t defeat him. My body has already decayed, and my strength is waning. More than twenty years ago, you asked me to invite the Thunder Spirit, didn’t you? Wasn’t it with the idea of replacing the master of Paradise? Unfortunately, the Thunder Spirit saw through it and realized the truth of Paradise. I made a full effort but still couldn’t retain him. He was severely injured and nearly died escaping. Certainly, the Thunder Spirit’s strength was formidable, but more so, it was because my power was leaking away. There’s no such thing as eternal life. Maybe, I was wrong from the start. If I had not accepted your gift then, dying of old age would have been fine…”

“You’re regretting it now!?”

“Why did you act like a drowning man clutching at the last straw, wildly ecstatic, back then? The first hundred years, you really enjoyed those days, didn’t you? Weren’t the initial members of Paradise invited by you proactively? Yet now you are recanting? Hypocritical humans…”

said the voice from the pale face solemnly.

“Yes, I regret it. I didn’t expect that among all the members of Paradise, only I had partially preserved my consciousness! The personalities of other Spiritual Level individuals were all erased, leaving nothing but bare hedonistic desires! Becoming a beast, a puppet. A puppet whose interior is manipulated by a monster like you, yet superficially has to pretend and display human behaviors…”

Mu Ling’s emotions progressively intensified. As the progenitor of the Ripple masters and the first generation Mu Ling, he had a protective feeling toward the Ripple master Organization and each of its leaders. It was his heritage, showcasing the traces of his once-glorious achievements and representing the value of his life. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have invited the subsequent leaders of the Ripple master Organization to join Paradise and share immortality without knowing the real situation.

Later, after knowing the truth, Mu Ling never again proactively invited the leaders of the Ripple master Organization. Even when the roots of Cangyuan requested him to do so, Mu Ling resisted fiercely. Only the Thunder Spirit incident was because of its significant implications. Cangyuan’s roots had to pay a certain price, forcibly controlling Mu Ling’s body to carry out the plan. Paradise had existed for a thousand years, and Mu Ling’s consciousness had also existed for a thousand years; he grew increasingly loathsome of his own existence.

Especially after the Thunder Spirit incident, he faintly began to harbor thoughts of seeking death. Still, Mu Ling somewhat couldn’t let go of the Ripple master forces he had founded and expanded himself. Even though this force was deeply influenced by Cangyuan’s roots. However, the main elite of the Ripple master Organization had just been annihilated. Suddenly, Mu Ling found that he was not as sad or as angry as he had imagined. He instantly understood that he was just looking for an excuse. An excuse to logically continue living.

Cangyuan’s roots were right, what a hypocritical human indeed…

And also a contradictory one.

Beside the large tree, Mu Ling’s emotions gradually calmed, and the pale face on the tree trunk then said, “If you can lead Paradise and kill those invaders entering the Relic, I will allow you to commit suicide afterward.”

Yes, even suicide had to be permitted.

Because, even the half-controlled Mu Ling could not bring himself to commit suicide. He could only feel his body gradually decay and rot, eventually turning into a pile of ashes after a thousand years. What a suffocating way to die…

Is there really such a thing as eternal life? The sea will dry up, and rocks will decay. Perhaps even Cangyuan’s roots couldn’t achieve it; they too would die and decay.

It’s just too slow, too slow, compared to humans whose lifespan is just over a hundred, it seems almost eternal. Even rocks that exist for hundreds of millions of years will turn to ash, let alone sentient beings. Mu Ling’s current state of mind was completely different from before, filled with thoughts of death.

“I agree to it.”

He looked at the pale face on the tree trunk, word by word, he said. As soon as the words fell, Mu Ling stepped out of the shadow and into the sunlight.

Afterward, figures gathered in Paradise, with Mu Ling in the lead. They flew toward the exit of Paradise at high speed.

On another side, the team of the Secret Martial Arts World had completely entered the Ancient Ruins.

They followed behind Casio, their pace quickening.

As a relic similar to the Oyon Ruins, this place naturally had dangerous traps, terrifying exotic species, and unknown powers. But the dangers that were previously enough to kill even the top fighters of the Secret Martial Arts World were swept away forcefully. The reason was simple: it wasn’t just one or two fighters but over seventy! The sheer number of fighters completely changed the game, making the same dangers look different.

Powerful silhouettes packed the rectangular tunnel wall to wall.

The floor, the walls, or even the ceiling, whenever any metal mechanism trap appeared, there would immediately be a fighter jumping up, smashing it fiercely with a punch. Some pulled the mechanisms out of the walls, others straight-up destroyed the gears. There were even those who, moving flatly, destroyed the traps with their flesh.

And these were just the mechanical traps; the scene with the exotic species was even more horrific.

As soon as they appeared, they were brutally besieged by over seventy fighters. With one punch per person, they were directly crushed into ash, skipping even the process of bruising and kneeling in agony. Wherever the crowd passed, it was like a flood sweeping through, leaving behind a dense and horrifying trace of destruction. It looked less like an expedition to explore ancient relics and more like a group specifically organised to demolish them.

Of course, this was only the first layer of the relics, and the level of danger was the lowest. Being forcefully pushed through by almost the combined strength of two major forces of the Hong Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World was quite normal. The danger would increase in the next few layers, and everyone would have to be more cautious.

A slight misstep could potentially lead to injuries and reduction in their numbers.

However, Casio had a bronze key that led directly to the secret tunnel where the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist was located, within the first layer of the relic. He could take everyone through a shortcut, facing the most dangerous situations first in the most complete and optimal state. After that, they could rest more and head to the armory if they wished.

“This way,”

The black-clad Casio, who was leading, stood at an intersection of three tunnels.

He stepped forward, heading straight for the darkest intersection on the right. Everyone followed him, completely adhering to Casio’s judgment and will.

Ten minutes later, the wall on one side of the ancient hall cracked.

A slanted downward passage appeared, displaying a simple gray-white color.

Casio retracted the key, his palm slightly sweaty, and inexplicably felt a bit excited. It had been a long time since he had felt this way. After all, it was the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, Three Fists Combine; today he might really achieve it.

The floor, the walls, or even the ceiling, whenever any metal mechanism trap appeared, there would immediately be a fighter jumping up, smashing it fiercely with a punch. Some pulled the mechanisms out of the walls, others straight-up destroyed the gears. There were even those who, moving flatly, destroyed the traps with their flesh.

And these were just mechanical traps; the scene with the exotic species was even more horrific.

As soon as they appeared, they were brutally besieged by over seventy fighters. With one punch per person, they were directly crushed into ash, skipping even the process of bruising and kneeling in agony. Wherever the crowd passed, it was like a flood sweeping through, leaving behind a dense and horrifying trace of destruction. It looked less like an expedition to explore ancient relics and more like a group specifically organized to demolish them.

Of course, this was only the first layer of the relics, and the level of danger was the lowest. Being forcefully pushed through by almost the combined strength of two major forces of the Hong Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World was quite normal. The danger would increase in the next few layers, and everyone would have to be more cautious.

A slight misstep could potentially lead to injuries and a reduction in their numbers.

However, Casio had a bronze key that led directly to the secret tunnel where the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist was located, within the first layer of the relic. He could take everyone through a shortcut, facing the most dangerous situations first in the most complete and optimal state. After that, they could rest more and head to the armory if they wished.