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Chapter 1031 - 1031 525 Slaying the Pale Origin (4000)_2

Chapter 1031: 525 Slaying the Pale Origin (4000)_2 Chapter 1031: 525 Slaying the Pale Origin (4000)_2 Casio’s eyes were blood-red, and he firmly stepped on the ground. A torrent of red steam fell like a gauze from the top of his head, forming a canopy-like cover.

Fifty-one acupuncture points lit up, shining like scarlet stars. With a pop, under the terrifying pressure of the Ultimate Dark Entity, another acupuncture point unexpectedly broke through. Fifty-two acupuncture points resonated, and the shrill cry of the raptor shook the earth, the domineering will roaring out from his mind.

Boom!

A gigantic raptor skull burst forth from the red mist emanating from Casio’s body. It was immense, easily several times the size of a train engine. The metallic gleaming beak opened inch by inch, fierce and terrifying. The crimson eyes seemed to drip blood, shedding tears.

Whoosh!

The Beak of the Blood Vultures soared upward, the massive skull shooting up to collide with the Thunder Staff in the high altitude. A terrifying explosion occurred between them.

Rings of mushroom clouds flew toward the sky, the shock wave clearing all the ashes within several kilometers. The two massive creatures clashed fiercely!

Bang!

Casio’s eyes seemed to emit a scarlet divine light as he furiously punched forward. The Beak of the Blood Vultures howled again, clashing with the Thunder Tree Root of the Pale Origin. The forces of the two colliding repeatedly, creating a sound like a sonic boom. In a blink of an eye, they clashed over thirty times. Their strength poured out wildly, like a dam that had been opened.

“Blood Vulture Beak, Demon Fang Spiral!”

A variation, this was a killing move variation! Casio was not the type of boxer without creativity but had his own understanding. Feng Liusi’s original Blood Vulture Beak was powerful and perfect, but Casio felt its penetrating power could go even further. Thus, he developed a variation!

Crack, crack, crack, crack, the howling Deathfang Power appeared like sharp tusks, layer upon layer covering the surface of the Beak of the Blood Vultures. In the blink of an eye, it formed a presence that bore both biological and metallic weapon characteristics. It looked like a drill in the shape of a bird’s head.

Buzz!!!!

The Beak of the Blood Vultures spun rapidly, forming a huge tornado directly behind it. Ding! Ding ding ding ding! The South Dou Red Vulture Fist’s killing move collided once again with the Thunder Staff transformed from the rootstocks of the Pale Origin.

With a loud explosion!

A figure in tattered black clothes was sent flying, skimming over the ground like a stone skipping across water. He slid for hundreds of meters before coming to a stop.

He dragged a long trench in the ground.

Thump. Casio slapped the ground with his palm, stopping the recoil while he stood up. From extreme motion to extreme stillness, it took only a blink of an eye. He stood firm, looked down at his fists—skin and knuckles worn raw—and revealed a grim smile. Teeth tight and aligned like a fierce beast’s tusks, blood seeping between them, flowing toward the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the other side.

One of the Pale Origin’s five thick rootstocks transformed into the Thunder Staff was short by a large section—broken cleanly at a third! The cross-section was jagged, showing traces of a drill rampage.

Looking at the ground now, amidst the thick piles of rock, a deep pit led straight underground for nearly a thousand meters. There, the Beak of the Blood Vultures, half-transformed into a metallic weapon, lay quietly, its eyes as red as a light source.

This move resulted in mutual damage!

But the moods of both parties were entirely different.

The Pale Origin was incredibly furious, yet also astonished. Before making its full move, it had greatly overestimated Casio’s strength, almost close to that of the Saint Fist. Thus, the Pale Origin’s recent move was already its most extreme effort to prevent the full bursting of Yan Yang Saint Fist.

However, rather than an overwhelming situation, it was nearly a tie, one where both sides suffered. One of its thickest rootstocks was cut by a third, weakening its power further.

It seemed possible now to foresee a bleak and miserable future.

This contrast in expectations intensified the fury of the Pale Origin to an incomparable degree. It surged around with all its roots, like an ocean of trees, waves surging and rolling. The other four thickest rootstocks stretched out, crackling and covered with various supreme ripples.

The potent and terrifying aura made even the sky tremble.

The ground cracked, the soil inside surging like a tide.

Boom!!! Unquenchable Flames ignited once again, spreading like a rich viscous liquid. Yan Yang Saint Fist was all-out, suppressing and weakening the power of Pale Origin. Sadly, to keep the Pale Origin tightly entangled, it had transformed into an alternative existence of flames. Thus, it was difficult to block like a solid body for Casio, only able to reduce the power of the roots.

“Retreat quickly! The Pale Origin is planning to go down fighting!”

The reminder from Yan Yang Saint Fist abruptly reached Casio’s ears.

The scene unfolding before him was indeed as described. The ground was gradually cracking and collapsing, forming valleys and abysses. Amid these massive cracks, dense and robust root systems climbed up. They appeared like pale skeletal frameworks, gathering, entwining, and expanding.

It seemed as if layers of enormous pythons and dragons were mating, giving birth.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four giant stalks that shot into the sky ignited, their surfaces gleaming brightly. There were flames the color of magma, icy crystals resembling cold scales, terrifyingly twisting tornadoes, completely white metallic hardened coverings. The terrifying power of the Ultimate Dark Entity burst forth!

A ring of black fluid expanded in sight, occupying the world.

This was the Dark Ultimate Entity, even if only half a body remained, even if constrained by the full force of a formidable Saint Fist, even if tricked and trapped in place by the White Bird Sacred Fist. Its all-out burst was still as unstoppable as an entire heaven and earth bearing down!

Other than being crushed, a body of flesh and blood had no other fate!

“Retreat quickly! You cannot block this move!”

Yan Yang Sacred Fist kindly reminded again.

However, Casio stood in place dumbfounded like a puppet.

As if he heard nothing.

“Successor of Nan Dou! Retreat now, don’t act tough in this situation!” Urgency rarely appeared on the fiery face of Yan Yang Sacred Fist.

On the Ashes Land, Casio slowly raised his head, watching the four root systems intertwined with different Supreme Ripple Forces rising towards the high skies.

His gaze was hollow, looking towards the distance, into some unknown darkness.

His lips moved, as if murmuring to himself.

“Did you hear that?”

“The sound of the Water Bird…”

Chirp!

In the chaos of darkness, a faint sound of a water bird slowly transmitted. At first very weak, almost like an illusion. But then it grew louder and stronger, eventually filling the entire ear, flooding the entire brain. It excluded all other sounds of the world, only that bird call remained.

Chirp!!!

Whoosh

A gaunt silhouette, like an elegant water bird, naturally extended its arms, caressing the air currents. It was the air currents actively pushing him, not him breaking through the air currents. For a moment, it seemed as if a white bird took flight.

Gliding lightly, descending leisurely.

Then… Bang!!!!!!!!

A punch swung out, a claw as monumental as a mountain emerged from the void, blocking all sources of light. The claw was so enormous, so terrifying, so majestic. Unstoppable! It inched towards the four roots of the Pale Origin.

Bang! Crack! Bang! Crack!

Explosion, rupture! Explosion, rupture!

Two thick roots, like wild dragons, were instantly burst open.

And weirdly, shards flying into midair disappeared the next second, as if devoured by an invisible, mysterious enormous mouth. Like snowflakes falling in the heat of summer, evaporating before hitting the ground.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A spine resembling silver-white metallic steel.

And weirdly, shards flying into midair disappeared the next second, as if devoured by an invisible, mysterious enormous mouth. Like snowflakes falling in the heat of summer, evaporating before hitting the ground.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A spine resembling silver-white metallic steel.