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Chapter 463 - 463 260 Immortal Blood (4000)_2

Chapter 463: 260 Immortal Blood (4000)_2 Chapter 463: 260 Immortal Blood (4000)_2 In serious cases, life is in danger due to self-contradictions.

It’s like cultivating multiple secret martial art techniques at the same time, with completely different directions of physical cultivation. One requires lightness, the other strength and defense. So, how should the muscles develop?

Such a practice will only result in a sickly and distorted creation.

That’s why, Sheng Feinan rarely hears of fighters possessing multiple qi at the same time. As for what he just said to Casio about cultivating the Holy Water Absolute Art, it was a momentary slip of the tongue due to exhilaration.

The gradually completed theoretical information, coupled with Casio’s own speculation, he gradually realized the peculiarity of the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission, a pure ancient boxing method, and the Demon Idol’s secret martial art of pure physical training. If a normal secret martial art is the product of multiple aspects of martial arts combined, then the Demon Idol’s secret martial art and the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission have each picked one direction and taken it to the extreme.

They are drilling into one direction like pushing the bull’s horn, parallel to each other, never overlapping. Theoretically, it is difficult to create conflicts or intersections.

The probability of contradictions occurring between different Southern Dipper boxing methods is even greater than the probability of contradictions occurring between Southern Dipper boxing methods and Demon Idol’s secret martial art.

Casio was unsure whether this was a good or a bad thing, after all, no one had walked this path before, he could be considered a pioneer.

But since he has reached the level of a fighter, it’s difficult for Casio to turn back. He can only stubbornly follow this path to the end.

Of course, at the current stage, it seems to be beneficial.

The two kinds of qi in his body do not conflict.

Qi is a product cultivated from essence, qi, and spirit. The dark energy of the Demon Idol’s secret martial art leans towards essence, and the red energy of the Red Vulture Fist of the Southern Dipper leans towards qi.

In this respect, Casio is cultivating both essence and qi.

Next, he cleaned up the battlefield, and harvested 20 portions of incorruptible-level life vibration energy, and 3 portions of immortal-level life vibration energy. Since the incorruptible level was already useless for him, Casio only used the 3 immortal-level portions and increased his progress bar by 0.7%.

The effect has indeed weakened considerably.

Top right corner, secret martial art progress bar display.

“Demon Idol Secret Martial Art: Qi Chapter 32.4% (Third Layer)”

He was still 2.6% short, but he moved one step closer to the formation of the boxing intention and the completion of the Qi chapter. Casio could feel that his qi had increased slightly, probably by about 2% out of a hundred.

Bit by bit, he will eventually accumulate enough to cause a qualitative change.

Sheng Feinan waited on the street for a while. Feng Liusi hurried back with several bloody scars on his body.

He said regretfully: “He still managed to run. However, Garoro had suffered greatly and had just been hit by my two punches. In the short term, the organization may lose this top fighter…”

“At least we have one less powerful competitor at the antique exhibition, I hope that the organization won’t bring out another core member…” Feng Liusi’s body exuded a smell of blood, drifting with the wind.

As the main force of the battle just now, it was natural for him to be injured. But his injuries were hidden beneath his clothes and Casio could see the deep cuts, but they were temporarily closed appearance with his secret method.

So, he looks a lot better than Casio.

But in reality, Feng Liusi might also be seriously injured.

Casio immediately offered the remaining life vibration energy he had, about 40 portions. Feng Liusi could inject it at any time he wanted. However, he politely refused and the three decided to leave first.

The fight just now made too much noise, even in the middle of the night, various forces might have noticed and were coming over.

Soon, three figures left Green District. Casio also took the bodies of Belon, the Gate Master, and his third senior brother Lanxi.

Some time later.

The alarm rang loudly in Green District, police outbreaks in the middle of the night and cordoned off the area, encircled by the yellow caution tape.

At intersections all along the street, police in blue uniforms equipped with firearms were everywhere.

This scene lasted until the next morning.

During this time, silhouettes appeared and disappeared atop skyscrapers and in the shadows, as if some mysterious forces were watching.

In the early morning, on the balcony of a building within the cordoned-off area, a woman in a red dress appeared out of nowhere.

She was stunningly beautiful and alluring, her black belt emphasizing the curves of her body and a rose-like aura radiating off her. She held a floral parasol in her left hand, resting her right hand on the railing.

Even though patrol officers were visible in the walkway below, they seemed not to notice her presence, as though she were invisible.

In the early morning, occasional white mist filled the alleyways, with the white daylight from the cloud gaps faintly falling and a scent of earth carried in the fresh breeze.

The woman slightly raised the edge of her parasol to look down the entire street on her left. Suddenly, she saw the full view she wanted to see.

Corpses, corpses, and more corpses.

Ruins, ruins, and more ruins.

The woman’s pupils contracted sharply, her breath hitched. The noise last night had been like an explosion, and now it seemed indeed correct, this block had been bombarded!

Most of the nearly hundred meters wall had collapsed, with only a few doors standing tremulous as if they would topple with a gentle breeze. Trees in the walkway, trash cans, street lights, black benches, cars, all had been destroyed by certain explosive force.

A twisted chaos in ruins were laid bare.

The ground was as if it had been plowed, uneven everywhere, with massive pits as wide as four or five meters in diameter. The buildings on both sides were no different, with the sharp edges worn smooth, and the protruding signboards smashed. Some were less fortunate, with massive chunks missing as if they had been bitten off by a monstrous beast.

The buildings’ structure had lost a third of its volume and seemed poised to collapse at any moment.

“This… Is this really possible for humans to have caused?!”

The elegant woman gaped in an inelegant manner at the distant structure, at the center of which was a hollow that nearly scraped the insides making it appear like an arch. The hollow’s inner arc was extremely smooth, as if it had been trawled and polished by metal. This was the outcome of the impact the Prism World had caused last night.

“Ridiculous, East City truly deserves to be the most prosperous city on the East Coast. There are too many monsters. One look today is enough to know that I had been ignorant previously.” The woman took a deep breath and quickly left the Green District with a sense of fear and awe.

Several hundred meters away, on the other side of the block, inside a building on the edge.

An old man and a young boy were also looking at the entire street.

“Steward, weren’t we about to get stuck last night if we were any slower…” asked the black-haired boy, delicate as a china doll.

The steward remained silent for quite a while, then finally nodded.

“Young master, given the intensity of the battle, we would likely be killed by the mere shockwave from tens of meters away…”

“You must have also heard the explosion-like noise last night. This is most likely a life-and-death fight between top fighters in the transcendental realm.”

You An pressed his slim left chest.

“Those three individuals, what exactly is their origin…”

On a main road outside the Green District, a black car slowly drove up, stopping next to the security tape. A young man in a black and white suit stepped out, his leather shoes tapping on the ground.

He wore a pair of round glasses and a bronze-colored upside-down sword emblem was pinned on his left chest. He had a pair of white gloves on his hands, with seven or eight indecipherable black letters on his back.

The young man had a frosty expression, with an elderly figure following behind him. They squatted down on the battlefield to examine the corpse of a man in a black robe. The young man casually turned the corpse over a few times, then suddenly stood up, looked at the old man beside him, and laughed.

“It’s him… He’s back…”

Inside a single house in Liren High-End Apartment, Casio and his two companions had just had breakfast. Sheng Feinan seemed somewhat excited and was adapting to his new youthful body in the training room. Feng Liusi was practicing, maintaining a horse stance with his hands combined, as if rehearsing a prototype move of the Blood Vulture Fist.

Meanwhile, Casio was tending to the bodies of his third martial brother and the Gate Master.

At about nine in the morning, he made an unexpected discovery.

Casio found a small booklet in Belon’s arms, which contained the Blood Spirit Association’s target – the Cupan Magic Box and its function.

The item was a mystical substance known as Immortal Blood.

Incorruptible, immortal, indestructible, unceasing…