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Chapter 1283 - 1283 641 Time flies the arduous cultivation ends and

Chapter 1283: 641 Time flies, the arduous cultivation ends, and stepping out is the Extreme Fist Realm (4000)_2 Chapter 1283: 641 Time flies, the arduous cultivation ends, and stepping out is the Extreme Fist Realm (4000)_2 Far away, the silhouette of the fleeing Hazard Spirit in the Fog, rapidly shrinking into the distance, looked like a dog fleeing in desperation, inexplicably comical and ridiculous.

“The Ultimate Dark Entity, fleeing… fled!?”

The many Disaster Spirit Level Dark Creatures that escaped catastrophe exchanged shaky glances. The bewildered expressions vanished, replaced by an even greater fear. If the Ultimate Dark Entity, the Hazard Spirit, had fled, what kind of monster had invaded the depths of the Sinful River? It was frighteningly powerful…

There was no need to witness anything more terrifying; all the Disaster Spirit Level Dark Creatures simultaneously fled toward the distance with even greater effort. Some even burned their Original source to increase their speed by a little bit.

At the depths of the Sinful River, the enormous Golem strode through the water, as stable as Mount Tai.

Casio had no idea how much commotion he had caused, or that even Ultimate Dark Entities had been scared away. But even if he knew, he wouldn’t specifically chase after that Ultimate Dark Entity. Priorities must be set, as the Immortal Ascetic had officially begun, putting all other matters aside.

In this regard, he and Blood Vulture Dominant Fist were in agreement.

Starting today, Blood Vulture Dominant Fist would always stay by Casio’s side.

Even if there was Prey nearby, he would not actively hunt. The first priority of Blood Vulture Dominant Fist was to eliminate any factor that might disturb Casio.

This was of utmost importance at the moment.

Boom, boom, boom, the Golem crushed another wave, reaching a river bend. Here, the aura of Disaster had intensified unbelievably, the River water resembled viscous high-temperature bitumen. Within it, Corrosion factors like steel needle spikes scoured every corner.

Their exaggerated piercing power and corrosive power broke through the limits of imagination.

“Finally, I feel tangible damage…”

On the surface of Casio’s Golem Body, the torrent of Devil’s Flame had extinguished, and the Silver-White Armor also suffered intense corrosion. Tiny holes appeared and the Corrosion factors invaded, injuring Casio’s Flesh.

But the strength of the Golem Body was still too formidable; within a few breaths, the eroded holes healed again. This cycle of continuous damage and healing maintained a balance.

“This place is perfectly suited for the beginning of Immortal Ascetic…”

“Neither too dangerous nor without pressure.”

“Very good…”

Golem Casio’s eyes flickered slightly as he walked straight towards the center of the river bend. There, a Calamity Spring was bubbling with Disaster mud, which was the most intensely horrifying area of Corrosion factors. Even the Ultimate Dark Entities dared not linger here.

The once Hazard Spirit merely wandered around this area occasionally.

But Casio, he just walked directly into the water.

Standing unswervingly at the very center.

Then he sat down cross-legged, his vast Golem Body completely submerged in the waters of the Sinful River. He let the dense Corrosion factors attack and corrode every part of his body, causing a ceaseless sensation of fine pain.

Crack, crack, crack…

The Iron Palm slowly lifted, eventually coming together in front of him with a bang.

The Golem remained motionless, as if a monk in meditation.

An ultimate aura of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist emanated, sixty-six purple Acupuncture points on the body’s surface lit up, forming a giant Scaled Python Phantasm. The Python Phantasm materialized, coiling around the Golem Body in spirals, as if constricting.

Yet in reality, this was a form of defense and protection, an embodiment of the Extreme Fist will. The scales of the giant purple Python closed slightly, bearing the incessant corrosion of the Corrosion factors, while bursts of Echo powers erupted from within.

Circling within the Python’s Body, causing rapid Vibrations.

The more fierce the damage from the Corrosion factors on Casio, the more violent the Echo vibrations within the Python’s trunk. Each vibration rendered the Python Phantasm increasingly solid, gradually coming to life.

This was one of the meanings of Immortal Ascetic.

The more pain, the stronger it became.

Each time oppressed by the environment and external harm, all forces within would coalesce, like iron forged in fire and hammered, driving out all Impurities. What remained was an unbreakable, forever undistorted Alloy.

This was Casio’s realization; he had already begun the Immortal Ascetic.

At the Sinful River Source.

The vast silhouette of the Golem sprawled there, with Blood Vulture Dominant Fist guarding nearby.

Two silhouettes stood like sculptures, one in ascetic meditation and the other keeping watch.

Time passed by slowly.

The environmental landscape in the World of Calamities showed no significant signs of aging.

After an indeterminate period, tumultuous waves surged at the source of the Sinful River.

A colossal deity slowly rose, shaking earth and heavens. Thick shoulder Armor emitted white steam, and the myriad black holes on its body surface rapidly healed, reverting to smooth silver-white Armor. The sinister Black Flame, too, reignited, carrying a strong self-will.

“I’m almost immune now.”

“Let’s head to the next forbidden zone of life, Blood Vulture…”

Beside the Sinful River, a blood-red silhouette moved and soared into the sky.

“The next destination, Valley of the Trees.”

The two figures swiftly relocated their position, acting decisively.

Valley of the Trees, a paradise of calamitous Plants, a forbidden zone for animals. Countless Plants, imbued with mutative powers, thrived on the Calamity Source Spring, forming an immensely expansive abyssal valley. Any being entering it would be pierced by endless spores, creepers, buds, and roots, enduring pain as if a thousand arrows pierced their heart, until completely drained.

Protected by the Blood Vulture Dominant Fist, Casio plunged straight into it.

He delved until reaching the very roots of all Plants, his Golem body engulfed by myriad roots, days and days passing as if he turned into nutrient for the Valley of the Trees. This condition persisted for several months.

At a certain moment, the massive tree clump wrapped by various strange Plants suddenly exploded. A vast silhouette surged upward, like a bird soaring into the blue sky.

The next forbidden zone of life, Devil Lake, needs no further explanation.

White Bird Moon Killing God was right here.

Devil Lake, encircled by mountains, possesses a special domain with a fearsome force field capable of twisting and heteromorphing the Spirit. This force field intensifies towards the center, creating batches of Soul Monsters in the heart of the lake. Even the robust Dark Ultimate Body wouldn’t dare enter.

Because it was a bizarre attack targeting the Spirit.

Yet, Casio daringly entered. With each step he halted, feeling the intensifying attack, adapting gradually. Initially moving a step per second, then a step per minute, and eventually a step per day.

Getting slower and slower, each halt caused him to stiffen on the spot for ages.

Clearly, the Golem was undergoing a terrifying ordeal of Will training.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have entered such a state resembling a freeze-tag game.

Time slowly passed, and although Devil Lake was eerie and terrifying, Golem Casio’s steps were resolutely advancing towards the center of the lake. Boom!

An Iron Feet stepped down, and the Golem stood at the very middle.

Swhoosh, two pairs of bloody, huge pupils reopened.

Casio’s voice emerged, unusually deep, as if refined by countless abrasions of rough gravel: “The last forbidden zone of life, Deep Sea Abyss…”

At the edge of the continental plate, deep in the Black Abyss Sea, an extremely dark place.

Above the sea surface, a fierce Blood Vulture Bird with burning wings continuously flapped, stirring up Gale and circling high above. All colossal Oceanic Dark Creatures attempting to approach were driven away by this terrifying Aura. Just as once, the White Bird Sacred Fist relentlessly hunted and chased them.

Black Abyss Sea, the place where the Death Abyss Seal is most intense and fierce.

At the bottom of Ancient Austin Marine Trench.

A faltering silhouette hovered above blazing Magma.

Using one’s body as a boat, drifting back and forth.

An ultimate Aura brewed within the Silhouette, growing denser and more refined. All powers contracted, transforming into one.

Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist was about to take a step and enter the Extreme Fist Realm!!!