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Chapter 1045 - 1045 533 Southern Dous Power Stage 6 (4000)_2

Chapter 1045: 533 Southern Dou’s Power Stage 6 (4000)_2 Chapter 1045: 533 Southern Dou’s Power Stage 6 (4000)_2 This time, Casio did quite well in the transmission of the White Bird Sacred Fist technique.

A cold wind blew again on the mountain peak, causing the robes to flap loudly.

“You lad, you’re really bold,” the White Bird Sacred Fist slowly withdrew his palm behind Casio, shaking his head with a contemplative look in his eyes. “You truly resemble the Red Vulture with the same Tyrant Fist, acting upon your thoughts with extraordinary courage. Just like when Red Vulture directly went to that Calamity Source and forcefully restrained Totem King Cassius, buying us time, it was the same…”

Muttering to himself, Casio on the ground was quickly recovering from his injuries. The life vibration energy dissipated, continuously nourishing his flesh. The wounds quickly healed, and the holes were filled, skin regrowing.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed when he slowly stood up on flat ground.

At this moment, there was an unexpected sense of fulfillment within his heart.

Power is what best nourishes the hearts of those, starved and thirsty. Especially for a madman like Casio, who could derive an unprecedented satisfaction from it.

This sense of satisfaction, compared to the pleasures of love between men and women, was countless levels more exhilarating. As if being on the clouds, floating as if in a divine trance—these descriptions were not enough to fully capture the feeling. Casio’s lips curled into a smile.

It was a pleased yet inherently fierce smile.

“Hahahahahaha…”

His wild, unrestrained laughter echoed across the mountain peak, piercing into the high altitude.

In this laughter, the entire World of Qi gradually faded away. Like a fading oil painting, the colors dripping off, leaving only a black and white sketch. As time passed, even the sketch disappeared, leaving only a blank space, vague and blurry, as if obscured by a layer of glass.

Whirring…

The world spun around, and his field of view blurred for a moment.

Casio opened his eyes to find himself back in the Ash Boundary.

Ahead of him was the White Bird Sacred Fist, face-to-face with him, while the Yan Yang Sacred Fist stood silently waiting beside. Visibly, the state of the White Bird Sacred Fist was extremely poor, his aura weak to the extreme, flickering like a candle in the wind, potentially extinguishing the next second. Without the strong Qi aura to cover him, an air of death also emanated from the decaying corpse of the White Bird Sacred Fist, giving off a deep sense of impending doom.

The next second, the eyes of the White Bird Sacred Fist opened.

His eyes were no longer bright and sharp, but cloudy and obscured.

“The Qi I forcefully injected into this realm is almost exhausted…”

“Yan Yang, be ready. I will take you back soon. But be very careful later on. I can feel at least three Ultimate Dark Entities lurking around my physical body, possibly launching an attack at any moment. They aim to forcibly detain me. Let the Moon God Curse and the Death Abyss Seal continue to strengthen, exhausting me to death on the continent. But unfortunately for them, they can’t achieve it…”

The White Bird Sacred Fist’s tone carried an unmatched confidence.

“Later, when you enter the World of Calamities, leave my side immediately. I will hold off those Ultimate Dark Entities for you. Once I shake them off and move into the Black Sea area to reset the curse and seal, wait for me at the edge of Despair Beach. I have important matters…”

The elderly man slowly stood up, looking towards the golden red Flame figure beside him.

Yan Yang Sacred Fist nodded, clearly trusting the White Bird Sacred Fist unconditionally. They had cooperated before, so they understood each other well. Yan Yang Sacred Fist knew the terrifying strength of the White Bird Sacred Fist; if he said he could hold off at least three Ultimate Dark Entities, he certainly could!

There was no need for doubt, nor for hesitation.

Besides.

Presently in poor condition, if I were to enter the World of Calamities, I would only be a burden to the White Bird Sacred Fist. Finally free from the endless entanglement and exhaustion with the Pale Origin, the Yan Yang Sacred Fist needed time to gradually recover.

“Hmm…”

On the open ground, the expression of the White Bird Sacred Fist slightly changed, and his eyes became vacant. After a while, he regained his senses, turned his head to Casio, and said, “Casio, I am leaving to return to my battlefield. Yan Yang will also leave with me, and we will wait for you in the World of Calamities. It won’t take much time now, sixty Southern Dipper Acupuncture points are not far from perfecting the Boxing Method. And you, once your Boxing Method is perfected, will be able to break through directly to Tyrant Fist. In this matter, I have even more confidence than you…”

The White Bird Sacred Fist slowly walked over, continuing, “What had to be told to you, what had to be said, has already been said in the World of Qi. Those unspeakable things, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you. It’s just that you’re not at that level yet. If I told you, you wouldn’t remember it anyway. You won’t remember the real secrets until you reach the Holy Fist Realm. So, hurry up and break through, hurry up and become stronger, you rascal…”

He reached out his aged hand and, satisfied, patted Casio on the Shoulders. Clearly, after several months of association, the White Bird Sacred Fist had grown quite fond of Casio, the Southern Dipper Successor. Their relationship had developed a mentor-apprentice bond.

“I understand.”

Casio slowly nodded, his gaze profound. In the World of Qi, he had not only trained in martial arts but also inquired about many secrets from the White Bird Sacred Fist. Of course, some secrets could be told, while others could not.

Or rather, he couldn’t remember the ones that were told.

“Does it involve Xiadu again?” he speculated at that time.

Right now, Xiadu’s Door Organization had completely collapsed. The Vice leader, Magic Phoenix Sacred Fist, was dead, and nearly all seven Kings were gone, along with a vast number of core Fighter members falling. It could be said that at least two-thirds of the foundation of the Door Organization had been destroyed, leaving only a few cats big and small.

During this time, Xiadu should still be in slumber.

It seems that, after returning from Immortal Island to the Hong Li Empire, it was time for a purge. Targeting the world’s top Forces, the Door Organization. In addition, various dark forces also needed to be cleansed, such as the Lunar Eclipse Meeting and others. Also, some plans from the Florence Dark Hunt Organization needed to be scheduled, starting as a Holy Light hunter to fulfill the original master’s Obsession. Of course, if the Chief Inspector of the Dark Hunt Organization was willing to retire graciously, Casio wasn’t unwilling to take over the Dark Hunt Organization.

Additionally, the Secret Martial Arts World of the Hong Li Empire already owed him two favors. In his hands, he actually held a tremendous and terrifying Power. In two years’ time, it would surely bring surprises to an unknown enemy.

As his thoughts circulated in his mind, Casio regained his senses.

“Let’s go.”

The White Bird Sacred Fist instantaneously fell seated, his eyes tightly shut. His aura rapidly weakened until he seemed lifeless, like a sacred Sculpture. After a moment of silence, a chirp of a bird rang out.

A white Water Bird burst forth from the body of the White Bird Sacred Fist.

In the blink of an eye, it soared into the sky like a Missile, trailing a pale white tail flame behind it. Below, the golden red Flame giant, transformed from Yan Yang Sacred Fist, infinitely collapsed and compressed into a human-sized dark flame figure. With a leap of his Footsteps.

The dark flame shadow also flew toward the high altitude, following the Water Bird’s trajectory.

The speed of both was unimaginably fast, vanishing without a trace in a mere moment of absentmindedness. Only two thuds were audible as the sky trembled.

A white Water Bird burst forth from the body of the White Bird Sacred Fist.

In the blink of an eye, it soared into the sky like a Missile, trailing a pale white tail flame behind it. Below, the golden red Flame giant, transformed from Yan Yang Sacred Fist, infinitely collapsed and compressed into a human-sized dark flame figure. With a leap of his Footsteps.

The dark flame shadow also flew toward the high altitude, following the Water Bird’s trajectory.

The speed of both was unimaginably fast, vanishing without a trace in a mere moment of absentmindedness. Only two thuds were audible as the sky trembled.

The speed of both was unimaginably fast, vanishing without a trace in a mere moment of absentmindedness. Only two thuds were audible as the sky trembled.