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Chapter 1203 - 1203 603 Exploding Xiadus Avatar (4000)_2

Chapter 1203: 603 Exploding Xiadu’s Avatar (4000)_2 Chapter 1203: 603 Exploding Xiadu’s Avatar (4000)_2 At this moment, if the sea water were transparent, anyone looking up from the seabed towards the sea surface would see a demonic right arm firmly embedded into the seabed, and the phantasmal contour that could be seen by looking up along this metal sky pillar-like arm. That was a god, a giant statue, a demon lord.

“Completely unable to fight back, just an uninteresting shell with no consciousness, only power? Truly disappointing, fit only to be a punching bag…”

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Two thick, metallic, silver giant palms, continuously clenched into fists, plunged into the sea water, causing frenzied vibrations in the sea area. Water vapor, evaporating under the high pressure, rushed toward the sky, forming a massive vortex.

And at the center of this vortex was the silver demon idol, relentlessly swinging its fists.

The god-like silhouette attacked furiously with both arms, each punch unleashing the massive strength of the Ultimate Dark Entity, each strike encapsulating the will of the Holy Fist Domination Fist. Casio’s avatars seemed to be constantly resisting, but every time they burst forth from the seabed, just a short distance away, they were smashed back down by a punch. The flood-like force poured down repeatedly, cracking the seabed inch by inch.

Boom!

Another punch thundered down.

From the cracks created by the fist, hot magma spewed out, spreading madly with extreme heat. The demon idol’s fist had, with brute force, penetrated the Earth’s crust, shattering thousands of meters of rock layers.

Hss, hss, hss, the high-temperature magma and sea water reacted madly, the extreme temperature difference creating vortex after vortex. And amidst the vortexes and magma, Casio’s avatar lay, its body covered in dense cracks. The terrible dark disaster power surrounding its body seemed unable to withstand the assault.

Whoosh! The avatar’s tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

The once confused and chaotic gaze was now filled with intense will.

Part of Casio’s consciousness had entered this avatar!

This was the emergency response he had set up, whereby a part of Casio’s consciousness would only be extracted and join the fight when the avatar encountered severe danger.

Because Casio’s own condition was far more crucial. The recent period of time was a key juncture in his plans, allowing no errors. He needed his complete will to suppress the horrific injuries from the White Bird Sacred Fist a century ago. Therefore, when the Evil Heart Holy Fist came to the Abyss of Permafrost to report the situation, Casio had only dispatched a part of his power to investigate.

This fragment of power had already reached the Holy Fist level. It could face a Holy Fist newly breaking through in the Real World with no issues, whether in battle or retreat. However, Casio was clearly no ordinary Holy Fist, and upon their very first confrontation, he had gone straight for the kill. The demon idol’s body erupted with power, with each punch containing a tyrannical or divine will. In a short time, it was about to shatter Casio’s avatar. Had Casio’s will arrived any later, his avatar might have been destroyed. After all, the avatar did not possess an immortal physique.

“Hmm? Such heavy wounds, is there a formidable enemy?”

The consciousness that had entered the avatar realized this instantly.

It flipped its hands and, with a loud bang, slapped them on the seabed, its entire body enshrouded in a black vortex of airflow about to burst into the sky like a meteor.

Boom!!!

The Black Meteor collided with a silver giant fist descending from above.

The meteor seemed minuscule, while the giant fist was immense, the discrepancy at that moment akin to a toothpick attempting to prop up a collapsing skyscraper.

As expected, the overwhelming power swept through, creating a vacuum tunnel in the water and once again smashing Casio’s avatar into the magma.

“What is this? An Ultimate Dark Entity?”

On the seabed, Casio supported himself with both hands, barely blocking the punch. But his arms, already fissured, cracked and peeled off like porcelain.

“Rise.”

Its eyes turned a deep black, and the figure seemed to morph into a Devil Well that eternally spewed the aura of Disasters. A boundless surge of sinful power shot heavenward, inch by inch pushing up the demon idol’s enormous arm.

“Starting to resist now, are you?”

“But unfortunately, it’s already too late!!!”

Above the sea surface, the demon idol’s whole body emitted a gorgeous silver light, carrying an exquisite sense of cold purity. Yet the armor blazed with black and red Devil’s Flames, furiously burning as if they were hands of demons struggling and writhing.

“All beings harbor evil, and within the demon, a giant statue.”

With one punch, mountains crumbled and the earth cracked; another punch, and winds howled and tsunamis roared.

An unstoppable force, it effortlessly shattered the Catastrophes released from the Sinful Demon Well. Then, with a merciless swing, a punch landed on Xiadu’s clone. In an instant, it accelerated like a rocket, horizontally piercing through the sea water. In the blink of an eye, it reached a sea area nearly a hundred miles away.

The pouring strength had just begun to wane.

The sky above this sea area was once again shrouded by a massive shadow, a figure as towering as a great mountain broke through the thick cloud layer, plummeting down in a parabolic fall. Its feet stepped into the deep sea, causing waves to splash and stirring up a violent tsunami. This absolute tyrannical combat machine stood above the vast ocean, its form leaning slightly backward, arms and shoulders unfurled behind. It appeared like a pair of gigantic silver butterfly wings, colossal as a mountain range.

Whoosh, whoosh, boom! Boom!

His fists smashed down again, hammering at Xiadu’s clone with barely a moment’s interval. The next second, the clone was like an elastic black punching bag, wildly swinging back and forth with no chance to counter.

“Damn it! A Demon Idol, how can you have an Ultimate Dark Entity level physique? Both Saint Fist and Dark Ultimate Body! What kind of freak are you? And this familiar aura…it really is the Southern Dipper Vein!”

Xiadu was unimaginably furious at this moment.

Being toyed with, beaten like a punching bag—such humiliation was a novel experience it had never encountered, even though this was merely a clone. Furthermore, the fact that the new Saint Fist was confirmed to be of the Southern Dipper Vein and even had an Ultimate Dark Entity level physique, all came as a surprising shock to Xiadu.

In the Ancient Era, the human Saint Fists attempted to research the immortality and powerful physique of the Ultimate Dark Entities. Although they achieved some results, it was all quite superficial and hardly worth mentioning.

However, the one in front of them, Casio, truly possessed an Ultimate Dark Entity physique. Could it be that the Saint Fist side really had a powerful Secret Martial Art for the physique?

All of these made a part of Xiadu’s will vibrate, vaguely sensing that something was off. In fact, it detected a deep, hidden sense of danger emanating from Casio. Of course, Xiadu felt that this danger was mostly due to Casio’s identity as part of the Southern Dipper lineage.

After all, that old fogey of the White Bird Sacred Fist truly brought unimaginable trouble to itself. He had thwarted Xiadu’s plan in the past, leading to only half of its success. After the battle at the pinnacle, it had no choice but to wait for another opportunity, hibernating and healing, while quietly preparing for the second half of its plan.

“Even if you are of the Southern Dipper lineage, don’t even think about capturing my clone.”

A flash of dark light appeared in Xiadu’s eyes. It had realized that today’s efforts were futile. Casio’s strength was beyond imagination, definitely not just some newcomer who had recently made a breakthrough in Saint Fist, but someone with considerable and profound foundation and combat power. Now that its investigation had succeeded, it was natural to retreat and conserve strength.

When it fully revived, there would be time to suppress this person.

With a thought, Xiadu pushed out a palm. Its palm seemed to contain a Devil Well, relentlessly bombarding with the rich force of the World of Calamities. The frenzied Catastrophe took the form of a visible black dragon.

Its size was no less intimidating than that of a Demon Idol, ferociously pouncing forward.

The Xiadu clone began to retreat explosively. Its entire form turned into a streak of Black Lightning, drawing a parallel line across the sea level.

“Hahahahahaha…”

Facing the sinister and terrifying Catastrophic Dragon, the Demon Idol actually let out an extremely horrific laugh. Reflected in its eyes was the image of Xiadu’s clone being overpowered and fleeing in panic. Rumbling sounds emanated from the Demon Idol’s body. Red flames and White Holy Light ignited simultaneously, each claiming half of its body.

Demonic nature and divine thought, tyranny and sanctity, descended upon Casio at the same time. The left half of his face twisted in a vicious laugh, with red flames blazing in his eyes, while predatory features merged dominantly with his visage. The right half of the face was calm and smiling, grand and dignified, seemingly coated with a layer of white gold Holy Light, feathers pristine white.

Bang!!!

The Catastrophic Dragon, charging like a mountain range, was torn asunder in the blink of an eye, turning into fragments. A massive silhouette cut through the debris and the air, violently swooping out, ultimately landing on the sea.

Water shot up into the sky, as if a boiling rain had fallen.

Xiadu’s clone abruptly stopped, looking towards the imposing figure blocking its path. Eyes heavy with a serious look that betrayed shock – clearly, it had just sensed the power of the Holy Fist Domination Fist in that moment’s aura.

“You!”

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