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Chapter 1093 - 1093 553 Tyrant Fist Achieves Completion (4000)_2

Chapter 1093: 553 Tyrant Fist Achieves Completion! (4000)_2 Chapter 1093: 553 Tyrant Fist Achieves Completion! (4000)_2 From a distance, a red dot charged towards the sky like a meteor.

It shot straight towards the Golden Gate of Heaven.

As he passed through the illusory staircase, memories in Casio’s mind flashed by repeatedly like a movie reel—mundane, profound, joyful, painful—all intertwined into thick, sturdy ropes. Details of martial arts training, scenes during sudden insights into boxing theory, frenzies of battle soaked in blood, resonances during the refinement of secret martial arts—all surged into his mind.

This was the way to Heaven’s Gate, the path of life, the path of martial arts. It was Casio’s own way, the way into which he had transformed everything.

Each Saint Fist is distinct and cannot be replicated.

Even practicing the same boxing method, what one achieves as a Saint Fist also differs!

This is me, my obsessions retraced time after time, the search for historical truth pursued visit after visit. Alone in action, alone in battle. Everything gained from cultivation in each retrospection is developed by me, fought for by me! It wasn’t given by others, nor was it practiced by others. Since it’s mine, I’ll never let anybody take it away!

Memories skimmed through Casio’s mind over and over, but his eyes were not the slightest bit confused; instead, they grew brighter and clearer. Casio finally understood his own true heart as well as his own momentum.

The true heart and true self, is nature, is momentum!

Boom!

He charged at Heaven’s Gate with an unprecedented momentum, an unmatched aura, crashing into it violently! A humming sound instantly spread in all directions, and a golden radiance enveloped every corner of the ground.

“Did it succeed?”

“Is this holy light emitted by a god?”

“Hahaha, I’ve broken through!”

“So that’s how it is, that’s how it is!”

Within the Magical Golem Sect, disciples showed varying expressions, mostly shock and enthusiasm. Many who were stuck at the bottleneck of their cultivation felt the resonance of just a moment ago and received a fortunate breakthrough. Some powerful practitioners with ample accumulation even had profound insights, seemingly gaining a lot from watching Casio’s breakthrough into the Tyrant Fist realm from afar.

“Where is the Sect Master?”

“I can no longer sense his aura…”

At the edge of Heart of Lake Island, four elders of the Door Organization looked up and around.

Casio had just entered Heaven’s Gate and seemed to vanish suddenly. It was as if even the connection between the demon seeds had disappeared.

No one knew to what mysterious and mystical place he had gone.

Just as everyone was contemplating this, the sky suddenly changed.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding…

Above the dark night sky, in the southern star field, the Giant Vulture Constellation.

Stars, crimson as blood, began to light up rapidly, forming a cluster in no time. Almost in the blink of an eye, sixty-six stars were fully aglow, meticulously creating a vivid and ferocious Blood Vulture with its wings spread wide.

Ding! Ding!

The eyes of the Blood Vulture Bird, where the constellation’s brightest stars lay, blazed with red light, beaming down like searchlights almost with a human-like emotion.

“The stars, the stars are moving! It… it’s coming down!”

Disciples of the Magical Golem Sect pointed at the sky, utterly horrified.

Crack crack crack crack…

The Blood Vulture Bird, formed by the Giant Vulture Constellation, seemed to come to life, pulling in its broad wings and tilting its head as it dived straight down from the night firmament!

Whoosh! Bang!!!

The dense starlight, like grains of sand, fell like rain or mist, gently draping over the ground. And a silhouette returned from above the sky.

He drifted down, trailing a red glow, as if he were a holy spirit.

At this moment, Casio, returning from Heaven’s Gate, was noticeably different from his normal state. He seemed not made of flesh and blood, but more like a shadow with a faintly blurred, vibrating contour, floating lightly as he fell.

Swoosh…

Casio slowly descended, five meters, three meters, one meter.

His toes tapped lightly on the lake surface, Ding!!!

A mysterious and profound immense vibration spread out instantly, sweeping across the entire lake surface in less than half a breath, expanding further into the distance.

Everyone felt a breeze brush against their face and instinctively closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, it was light—daylight? How could it be daylight?

“What is this…”

One of the four Elders of the Magical Golem Sect, Otto, lifted his head and looked towards the sky. The white clouds drifted lazily, the blue sky was pure, and a sun radiated golden light hung quietly above. A gentle breeze blew, everything was warm and beautiful.

Around him, the woods were lush, the little grasses and flowers swaying with the wind, the air carrying a faint fragrance and moisture. Turning his head, he saw the azure blue lake of God’s Tear Lake glistening under the sunlight, its surface reflecting the light.

“How did it become daytime?”

The Fog Man beside him voiced the confusion and incomprehension shared by the four Elders.

Feeling bewildered, Otto bent down and stretched out his hand, picking up a wildflower with white petals and a yellow core. Drawing it close, he saw a few black bugs, the size of sesame seeds, climbing in the center of the core, seemingly enjoying the nectar. He lowered his head and sniffed, the scent of the flowers light yet delightful.

“It’s real, not an illusion.”

On his right, the Fog Man also crouched down and touched the clear water at the edge of God’s Weeping Lake. The sound of water, brisk and cool to the touch.

Drops of water fell onto the lake, causing ripples, the mud scattering, inconspicuously revealing plankton and small fish. Everything verified reality.

“Here, we are truly on the coast of God’s Tear Lake.”

The Fog Man slowly stood up and shook the water off his hands.

He turned to the other three and shared his conclusion.

“Is that so?”

Suddenly, a grand voice came from behind them, startling everyone.

“Hmm!!!”

The Fog Man quickly turned around, looking back at God’s Tear Lake. The other three Elders also looked over, their eyes narrowing into lines, squinting tightly.

They saw, the vast and rippling surface of the whole lake began to twist and deform. A huge human-like face slowly emerged, its facial contours fully formed, and with two black vortexes for eyes staring their way.

“Damn!!!”

The four widened their eyes so much they almost popped out of their sockets.

They instinctively took a step back and turned to flee. However, as they turned their heads, they saw the buildings of the Magical Golem Sect, bathed in sunlight and appearing like golden statues, standing silently. A face formed by an eave, tiles, streets, and building contours emerged, coldly looking at everyone.

The giant face slowly spoke, “Otto, look at your hand.”

Completely shocked, Otto subconsciously lifted his hand.

He saw that the yellow and white flower he had been holding had also changed shape. Its petals were twisted, forming a shrunken human face.

Even more terrifying was the change in the little bugs that had been crawling on the yellow core! On their slightly smaller than sesame seed-sized carapaces, a face with protruding features emerged, staring straight at Otto.

“This… this… this!”

Shuddering, Otto threw the flower away and suddenly looked up. Everything around him had changed; every object now had a face.

Mud, flowers, leaves, trees, birds flying, fish swimming.

Even a droplet of water separating from the surface, a grain of sand in the mud.

Everywhere and on everything.

Looking up at the sky, it too seemed to turn into a vast blue face, its terrifying eyes staring directly at the four.

Densely packed and overlapping, they were so eerily odd that it made the heart stop.

The four Elders of the Magical Golem Sect shuddered with fear washing over them.

All at once, every human-like face began to speak.

A humming sound exploded next to the four Elders’ ears.

“An overwhelming Qi envelops the sky and earth, solid as rock and surging like a heavy rain and waterfall. Heavenly Net Earth Cage, omnipresent. The azure heaven, the clouds floating in the sky, the light refracted by the clouds. The sparkling waves of God’s Tear Lake, the buildings of the Magical Golem Sect by the lake, and the ground under your feet…”

“All are my aura, all are my will!”

“Do you feel it?”

“To influence nature with human force, to rival nature with human strength.”

“This, is the Holy Fist Realm!”