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Chapter 1032 - 1032 526 Pale Origin Fall (4000)

Chapter 1032: 526 Pale Origin Fall (4000) Chapter 1032: 526 Pale Origin Fall (4000) The Saint Fist wielder, rightly and marvelously mighty.

With a mind unified in purpose, moving and resting as if a Saint of the Fist.

When Casio saw the pristine Water Bird, everything around him seemed like a scroll whose ink had faded to blankness, leaving only the soaring silhouette of the Water Bird imprinted deeply upon it. Suddenly, three adjectives flooded his mind: elegant, majestic, and tinged with a hint of brutality.

Yes, brutality.

Beneath that gentlemanly and refined exterior lurked a body akin to a monstrous beast. The occasionally revealed, faint aura was chilling, evoking both reverence and fear. Those who isolate themselves are either beasts or deities. And now, the Water Bird seemed like both, embodying both animalistic and divine traits simultaneously.

This kind of description could also be applied to the other two Southern Dipper Secret Transmissions. The South Dou Red Vulture Fist was where beastliness overwhelmingly overpowered the divine aspect. Dominated by bloodthirst and slaughter, it was as brutal as a raptor too hungry to bear. Its domineering will nakedly followed the laws of the food chain, seeking to control and conquer everything with a strong desire.

The Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist, cold and indifferent, saw nothing else. It focused solely on self-enhancement, drawing strength from within the spirit and the self.

Like a deity devoid of carnal desires, living a monk-like existence, yet relishing it. Possessing powerful strength, yet extremely restraining itself—was this not the perfect template of a deity? With the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist, divinity overshadowed beastliness.

Both the Red Vulture and the Sonic Snake had become somewhat extreme, mastering one aspect so completely that they hardly seemed human. In contrast, the Water Bird Fist, much like humans, possessed both divinity and beastliness, a complex and contradictory unity. Of course, compared to ordinary people, the divine and animalistic traits of the Water Bird Fist were far too powerful, robust and towering like a pillar reaching the heavens.

A spiral entwining upwards, together forming the pinnacle of humanity.

Elegant, yet brutal. Majestic, yet ferocious.

Casio’s pupils gradually focused. In that moment, he had comprehended many things, deepening his understanding of the three different ultimate paths of the Saint Fist, Dominant Fist, and Extreme Fist. So far, he had encountered the three Saint-level Casios of the Southern Dipper lineage. The corpse of the Sonic Snake Extreme Fist in the fourth layer of the Oyon Ruins, the Blood Vulture Dominant Fist of the World of Calamities seen in the Dark Creatures Experiment Field, and the White Bird Sacred Fist currently relentlessly battering the Pale Origin.

Sometimes, traveling and experiencing such epiphanies comes just like this. Seeing with one’s own eyes, feeling it firsthand, and cementing it in one’s mind. At a certain moment, enlightenment strikes. Ah, so that’s what it is, so that’s how the essence and differences of fists are.

When you understand, many things unfold before your eyes.

Your realm and will also undergo a purification. With more purifications, one naturally becomes a saint, a tyrant, an extremity.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

A daze hovered by Casio’s ear, as if a resonance occurred. With another blink, he saw a gigantic White Bird vibrating its wings in the sky.

A dramatic metal barb feather plummeted like a meteor.

And collided with a huge root swung by the Pale Origin.

Bang!

An Explosion occurred in an instant, forming a rapidly expanding golden red mushroom cloud. In the next second, as if devoured by a gigantic maw, the mushroom cloud vanished without a trace, as though nothing had happened.

However, the supreme Ripple root, just released by the Pale Origin and comparable in size to a two hundred-meter python, also disappeared along with the mushroom cloud, leaving no trace, and not even ashes or debris were seen.

Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, Barbed Feather Energy. Characteristics: devouring annihilation, simple and domineering effects. Wherever the Force touched, it seemed as if an invisible maw had gnawed there, mysteriously missing a piece. Indeed, these things hadn’t just vanished, but were atomized by the vibrations of the Force into particles too fine for the naked eye, completely merging into the air. In terms of dramatic effect, this mysterious devouring and disappearance were even more shocking than Deathfang Power and Echo Strength.

Just like the matter of the Real World being waved away into nothingness.

How could this not incite fear?

Swoosh!

Mid-air, a gaunt figure with white hair soared like a Water Bird.

Each punch and kick, each leap and shift, seemed to contain complex Boxing Theory, perfect in attack and defense without any flaw.

Arms joined into a blade, elegantly cutting through the air. The airflow seemed to actively boost it, continuously propelling it faster. It seemed that the arm of the White Bird Saint Spring skimmed through the air like skipping stones, each ripple speeding it up further. Eventually, it even traced a white afterimage arc in the air, with thousands of overlaid Qi-filled arms aligned side by side.

Thump!

This punch landed directly on the huge Tree Trunk of the Pale Origin.

With a hum, a large chunk was missing from the side of the trunk.

Revealing a deep, gigantic Black Hole.

“Roar!!!!”

The bark surface of the Pale Origin twisted and gathered, forming a terrifying Face. It roared furiously, its eyes dead set on the White Bird Sacred Fist.

“How could you appear here! Why are you here? Before her death, the Moon God unleashed all her Original curse, combined with the Devil Lake’s Death Abyss Seal, added to the joint efforts of the four ultimate dark entities! You were supposed to be banished to the Black Abyss Sea, unable to step a foot onto the continent of the World of Calamities! Why… why are you here?”