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Chapter 985 - 985 Above the Saint Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 985: Above the Saint Fist? (4000)_2 Chapter 985: Above the Saint Fist? (4000)_2 This meant danger and a heavy burden, and equally, it was a mission.

Casio gazed at this higher-level cruel battlefield, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, but in a flash, a firm will cut through the confusion. In such a battlefield, the Saint Fist could die, and the Ultimate Body could perish! Look at the Saint Fists still holding on in the World of Disasters, the various kinds added up still don’t match the number of recorded breakthroughs to the Saint Fist in the entire history of the Secret Martial Arts World of Hong Li Empire. What about Star Blue Empire? Yana United States? And all the smaller countries?

All dead, either killed in battle or drained to death.

Cruel, unimaginably cruel. One originally thought that by cultivating to the final stage of Martial Artist, the Holy Fist Realm, one could look down upon an era, truly being invincible. However, that was actually just the beginning of true despair.

In the previous records of the Secret Martial Arts World of Hong Li Empire, it seemed that every breakthrough Saint Fist didn’t like to appear in public and lived in seclusion for many years. It seems that after reaching that level, they perceived the true nature of the Inner World. Heavyhearted yet at the same time, they prepared themselves for battle.

As Casio read this, he recalled the three gates he had seen before. The gates sealed the true form of Xiadu, suppressed by the Sea of Spirit, Sea of Body, and Sea of Mind. And these three essences, they come from every human being.

This was also a kind of different consumption.

Just like the entanglement of the Saint Fist and the Calamity Source.

No wonder, from a macro perspective, it seems the entire Secret Martial Arts World showed signs of weakening. The establishment of the Hong Li Empire, the Federation, the recent modernity of the Federation, each generation weaker than the last. Although slight, the accumulation over days and months was quite significant. Casio had once participated in the Exchange Meeting of the Eastern Martial World in the Real World, which brought the Magical Golem Sect into being. At the meeting, he had friendly sparring with many strong individuals of the Eastern Martial World. Comparing it with the Eastern Martial World of the Hong Li Imperial Period now, it was indeed much weaker in the future.

Furthermore, Casio had once vaguely felt that a mysterious force existed in the world that blocked the Secret Martial Arts World, making it exceptionally isolated and closed.

Could this be related to the remains of Xiadu in the three gates?

After all, every bit of strength inside came from the living beings of the world, a reflection of themselves. Xiadu being sealed at the bottom of the three great sources indeed signified a restriction. Yet, it also made a reverse influence.

For a time, many things that he couldn’t understand became clear in his heart. Although not necessarily correct, he already had a direction for deduction. With more thought in the future, he could get closer to the truth.

“Sigh…”

Casio let out a long breath, refocusing his attention on the surrounding environment. He found himself in a peculiar state.

It wasn’t obvious at first, but as time went on, it became increasingly intense. Just like the countless fragmentary scenes before his eyes, Casio’s perception was divided into innumerable blocks, appearing simultaneously in different areas of the World of Disasters. Pale Land, Jet-black Mountains and Rivers, Ash City, etc…

This feeling was strange and jarring, exceptionally uncomfortable.

If it wasn’t for Casio’s strong spiritual will, he might have been driven insane in an instant by the overwhelming environmental information and the fragmented visual perspectives. Fortunately, Casio withstood it and stabilized himself.

He felt as if he were like a cube of sugar melting into the sea, with every molecule evenly distributed in each corner. Not present at any one place, yet seemingly omnipresent. Transforming one into many…

Casio immediately realized that this must be related to Xiadu. The Devil Well swallowed him, and he briefly experienced Xiadu’s perspective.

It must have been the perspective before it was sealed.

It seems that the Disaster Demon Well was not the original form of Xiadu. Xiadu was originally a form of Qi, a concept, a Calamity Concept.

It existed within every person, in every space.

Without a concrete form, it wielded a power like the rules of the world itself. However, the Southern Dipper Vein appeared and through unknown means, they sealed it within the body of a mysterious Southern Dou Holy Fist. Xiadu fell from a Concept Level to become a misty Devil Well, trapped in a human body. This gave it a form, a presence! And all things with form can be killed! Hope was faint, but it certainly existed. Unlike the intangible that is unseen and untouchable, and which common people might never come into contact with in their entire lives.

While Casio was contemplating and speculating…

In the World of Calamities, the Holy Fist of the Southern Dipper Vein, the powerful Ultimate Being of darkness had sensed Casio’s existence. Just as he could sense the Holy Fist and other Ultimate Beings, it was a two-way resonant sensing.

Of course, only those who were sufficiently strong and had an aura close enough could detect Casio’s existence. Ordinary Holy Fists and Ultimate Beings did not have this ability.

In a terrifying realm, layers of mud-like black fluid covered the mountain ranges, with dense clusters of dark creatures surrounding them.

At the core location, near the spring’s eye, an immensely large bronze stone idol gargoyle stood between heaven and earth, its body was covered with various dense totem patterns.

Opposite the Totem King, the gaunt old man’s body had sixty-six scarlet stars fade away. He had been bowing his head the whole time, but now he suddenly raised it. His eagle-sharp eyes stared straight into the sky of the World of Calamities.

Crack, crack, crack…

The massive stone gargoyle also raised its head, even letting out an angry roar.

“Roar!!!”

Under the deafening wave of sound, the Blood Vulture Elder muttered to himself.

“Have you already encountered Xiadu? No, Xiadu’s true form is still in slumber. This is just a splinter of its power…” His body’s scarlet qi flame shone brightly, “But, this is acceptable. Descendant of the Southern Dipper Vein, you are qualified to have driven Xiadu’s incarnation to such a state…”

“Go, go fight, go become stronger! We old folks can hold on for you long enough, and if necessary, I will drag the Totem King into hell with me at the very last moment!!!”

It was as if the Blood Vulture Elder was making a vow to the air. After his words were spoken, his body’s blood color became hotter and hotter, his aura more and more terrifying. The elder pressed a palm to the ground, and a scarlet stream of Deathfang Power surged to the sky, instantly forming a scale-covered giant hand that covered the sun and clouds. The hand fiercely snatched a totem flying dragon the size of a mountain range!

On the ground, the Totem King roared, its two massive wings behind had already vanished. It was clear it intended to transform a part of its power into a flying dragon to escape, planning to find Casio, the threat.

But unfortunately, Tyrant Fist would not allow such a thing to happen!

“Just stay here and accompany me, let’s fall into hell together…”

Elsewhere, inside a cavern of a giant volcano, the enormous purple-scaled python also sensed something. A human-like expression appeared in its eyes.

“He has even cultivated my Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist! Good! Good! Good!”

“Cultivating two Southern Dipper Boxing Methods simultaneously, without conflict leading to death. No matter how you’ve done it, I admire you! Nameless youth… inherit my will, inherit the will of our Southern Dipper Vein…”

Boom!!!

The python once again opened its massive maw, spewing out a potent sonic wave. The sound wave kept echoing in the confined space, bringing extreme destructive tremors.

Over an unknown dark sea, a gigantic white bird suddenly halted.

Instantly it transformed into a human shape.

He abruptly turned his head, looking back towards the Calamity Continent.

“South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, South Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist. Aside from the South Cross Boxing Method which is special and difficult to cultivate. Southern Dipper Vein, the only thing you’re missing now is my South Dipper White Bird Fist. Maybe, I should give this kid a hand…”

The White Bird Sacred Fist muttered to himself, then suddenly transformed into a meteor rushing towards the Calamity Continent. He did not bother with the giant creature that was fleeing beneath the sea.