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Chapter 740 - 740 389 South Dipper Red Vulture Fist Trial Field

Chapter 740: 389 South Dipper Red Vulture Fist Trial Field (4100)_1 Chapter 740: 389 South Dipper Red Vulture Fist Trial Field (4100)_1 “Bang!”

A large hand, clad in scale armor, pressed a dark creature against the wall, crushing it into a flattened pulp, like stepping on a cockroach. The four-meter-tall demon idol retracted its arm, gazing out in silence.

This was a cluster of structures, the size of a small town, all in terrible disrepair. Stone houses, gray predominant with some faded black. The countless spots and patches seemed like traces of erosion, showing signs of the passage of time. The stone buildings carried a medieval architectural style, with irregular gaps and holes. Some houses even had strange shapes, like large globs of melted chocolate. Roofs sagged, and doors were twisted out of shape.

Casio could clearly smell the scent of decay in the air, coming from the large open area surrounded by cliffs and woods behind the town.

He glanced back at the Ghost Man and the Iron Knight behind him and took the lead.

With each step on the ground, the sound of sand scraping echoed. The roads were severely damaged, as if eroded by sulfuric acid, full of honeycomb-like pits. Stepping into one invoked a slight feeling of weightlessness.

Casio glanced at the street that was no more than three meters wide, then immediately stimulated his demon idol Secret Martial Art, shrinking his entire body to the size of a normal person.

The surface of his skin still had black scale-like patterns, which was the normal state when using the demon idol’s Qi, capable of resisting half of the Disasters’ invasions.

The three of them ventured deeper into the town.

The town was quiet, hollow. The windows of the buildings were dark as night, coated with layers of thick dust, making it clear this place had been abandoned a long time ago. Casio’s steps gradually slowed, his gaze scanning the surroundings from time to time. If the task in the Undead Cemetery was related to the ancient secrets of the Southern Dipper, then the place that should hold the most traces would be the town next to the Undead Cemetery.

“Hm?”

Casio’s gaze suddenly fixed on something, his footsteps halting. His eyes peered through a gap between houses, staring at a tall building in the distance.

It was similar to a bell tower, but half of its roof had been ripped apart by some unknown power. The break showed traces like a decomposed spiral, and the building’s surface was also covered with whirls formed by distorted stones.

“That is… Deathfang Power!”

Casio recognized it at a glance.

“Is anything wrong? Is there danger nearby?”

The Ghost Man stepped forward, asking in a soft voice.

“No, I’ve just found something interesting. You go ahead to the Undead Cemetery to collect the skeletons. I will stay here for a while and will soon catch up. Should danger arise, call out for me. The Undead Cemetery is in an open area behind the town, your voices will carry far…”

Casio suggested, his gaze still fixed on the distant town.

“Alright, we will head off first.”

The Ghost Man agreed immediately and left with the Iron Knight. Clearly, Casio had his own agenda. His aims might involve concealment, making it inconvenient for them to be present. Besides, the Shelter Stone, a precious task tool, had to be used as efficiently as possible. It would be more efficient for the Ghost Man and the Iron Knight to go straight to the Undead Cemetery.

As soon as the two of them left, Casio dashed off towards the direction he was gazing at.

Several seconds later, he was standing in front of a three-story building. With a leap, he soared up onto the top. Crouching, he lightly brushed his palms across the broken surface of the building. The hard rock, decomposed into sand, fell in layers, scattering in the wind. Casio narrowed his eyes as though he had discovered something.

At first, he had thought this was caused by Deathfang Power, but it seemed to be different. Deathfang Power had two characteristics: spiral and decomposition. The destruction caused by force in front of him only showed signs of decomposition. Casio jumped down to a spot with spiral damage and examined it again, yielding the same results.

This force only had one characteristic, spiral but no decomposition.

Casio landed and entered the building. Even though it was dim inside, he could still clearly see his surroundings. This was not a clock tower at all, but an ancient fighting arena. The floor was similar to marble, walls of grayish white, and ceilings made of large rocks. There were fighting traces everywhere, carving marks from powerful forces.

It appeared that what he had once thought to be damage from an external attack was actually caused by internal sparring.

Casio paused for a moment, then tentatively tested the solidness of the building’s wall with a punch. The strike landed with a thud, but the wall was completely unscathed. Casio hit harder, but there was still no visible mark. After a moment’s thought, he wrapped his fist in Deathfang Power for another strike.

Thud…

Immediately, a shallow fist imprint appeared on the wall. At the same time, the entire first floor of the building lit up. That was the light emitting from the numerous battle marks on the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling, all resonating with each other.

Casio took a step back, looking around with a curious gaze.

Several red imprints projected light and gathered at a corner of the arena, slowly forming into a glowing humanoid figure. It had no facial features or body characteristics and stood around one meter eighty-five tall, standing in one spot like a wooden mannequin.

“What is this?”

Casio tensed up, feeling the intense Qi and strong boxing will emanating from the red figure.

For some reason, Casio was reminded of his acquisition of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist when his fourth retrospection ended. Within that realm of Qi.

The form and aura of the Holy Fist Incarnation felt somewhat similar to what was in front of him.

Casio cautiously neared the figure, which showed no reaction. After actively studying it for a few moments, he figured out the functions of the red figure. When Casio touched the fist imprints of past battles left on the walls with Deathfang Power, the red figure was triggered and would reproduce the fighting style of that moment.