One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point
Chapter 301: Unrestrained and Reckless, Obtaining the Secret Technique_2Da Xutuo brought his hands together in prayer and gave a nod to He Xingyun, uttering "Amitabha" before he no longer paused, leaving behind a broad back, walking alone towards the dark entrance that opened into "Gion". Every heart was in their throat, and even Su Heng’s face took on a more serious expression as he stood alone in the distance, straining to discern the dangers hidden within the building.
One step, two steps, three steps...
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Da Xutuo, with his burly and robust figure, took large strides. In just a few steps, he had covered a hundred meters and stepped onto the white jade staircase leading down to "Gion".
Boom!
Almost at the same moment, sudden chaos erupted.
Mist enshrouded the area around Gion, rumbling loudly and engulfing Da Xutuo.
The latter, clearly having anticipated this, was not panicked. His fierce eyes wide open, he recited ancient scriptures, his thick fingers formed the Fearless Seal, his long hair moved without wind, and behind his head, a golden halo opened, making him look like an Arhat descending, capable of suppressing all demons in the world.
Da Xutuo, resisting the assault of the black mist, continued up the stairs.
"Will he succeed?" Everyone clenched their fists nervously, holding their breath instinctively. Especially the ascetics from Skull Plain, who trembled with excitement, "Could the secrets sealed for a thousand years finally be unleashed upon the world?"These ascetics did not belong to any of the three great esoteric sects. Lacking clothing and food, resources were scarce. They had reached this stage solely through their formidable willpower and mutual support among peers.
Da Xutuo was their leader, highly respected. For the sake of a broader horizon, he willingly took risks to pave the way for future generations.
Watching as Da Xutuo ventured deeper into danger.
At that moment, these ascetics were both thrilled and worried, their entire bodies trembling.
Truly, Da Xutuo was a man of extraordinary strength. His Buddha light dispelled the black mist, standing before Gion, with only one more step to go. However, he suddenly stopped, his face clouded with confusion, as if trapped in place. The Buddha light around him began to dim, and within the mist, terrifying creatures with fierce faces emerged.
There was a blind true dragon, a hound with bared fangs, a rotting demon bull with tentacles, and more.
Their presence was extremely formidable, shaking the void, all charging towards Da Xutuo. His body shuddered violently as his consciousness returned and he regained his senses.
But when he opened his eyes, he saw demons from all directions biting at him.
Da Xutuo’s muscles tensed up, blood vessels in his eyes burst open, and his golden-red vital energy soared into the sky.
He unbuckled his patch-covered robe and flung it back with a roar. His muscles and bones emitted a burst of divine light as he threw punch after punch, fighting desperately against the demons in the mist, trying to carve out a path of survival from this perilous situation.
But it was too late, powerless to change his fate. The origin of the demons in the black mist was unknown, nor was it clear whether they were true living beings. Their numbers seemed infinite, and their bodies were frightfully robust. A full-powered strike from Da Xutuo might slay a Heavenly Deceit, but it only repelled these demons.
After prolonged fighting, fatigue was inevitable.
Suddenly, a hound as large as a calf leaped forward, fiercely biting into one of Da Xutuo’s thighs.
Da Xutuo’s speed immediately dropped by a notch, followed by seven or eight more demons rushing forward, frantically biting and then pulling together.
Rip!
The most horrific thing happened.
Before everyone’s eyes, Da Xutuo’s stout body was torn to shreds.
Within moments, the flesh on Da Xutuo’s body was devoured completely. Then the black mist dispersed, and the demonic creatures vanished. Only a blood-stained patchwork robe lightly fell onto the staircase, narrating the tragic scene that had just unfolded.
Some ascetics outright cried aloud.
And a young Lama attempted to retrieve the patchwork robe but was quickly overwhelmed by the black mist, obliterated without a trace.
"Among all in Skull Plain, Da Xutuo was one of the top powerhouses...even he..." Everyone was chilled to the core.
"This isn’t a place for transmitting teachings, it’s clearly a Demon Cave." A Cultivator from the celestial sect said softly, "Whoever goes, dies!"
"It seems the scriptures of the Law King Temple are not meant for us." In the end, even He Xingyun shook his head. His handsome and graceful face showed a hint of helplessness, but he still made a calm decision, unwilling to waste more time on this hopeless pursuit.
He was about to turn around with his junior brothers and sisters and leave, preparing to explore elsewhere.
"Eh! Someone dares to go there, does he truly not fear death?" Someone uttered with light surprise, and He Wushuang also stopped in his tracks. A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes as he looked towards the direction of Gion, only to see a figure in a black robe striding forward up the stairs without hesitation.
Though it was just a back view and his face was unclear, an aura of unrivalled dominance and confidence still radiated from his figure.
Boom!
Black mist swept over, enveloping everything.
Su Heng stepped onto the staircase and immediately encountered the same predicament as Da Xutuo.
The short pathway of white marble stairs, when actually standing upon them and looking up, resembled a towering mountain. This was the blocking of spatial patterns, combined with the Earth’s veins and the corruption brought by demonic powers. The moment Su Heng set foot on the stairs, he felt as if his body had shrunk to the size of an ant.
Moreover, soon a black mist spread, obscuring his vision, and Su Heng couldn’t even discern the directions anymore.
Terrifying beasts emerged from the black mist, each extremely ferocious, with glaring fangs and eyes, bursting with fury, bringing a storm of bloody wind, and attacking Su Heng from all directions.
"Another overconfident fool, thinking himself to be a lucky man, has to pay the price with his life," remarked a Lama from Skull Plain, shaking his head and sneering at Su Heng standing dumbfounded on the spot. If Da Xutuo couldn’t do it, this man was even less likely.
But soon another person scornfully spoke, a senior from the Immortal Sect, "Do you know who he is?"
"Does this man have some special background?" The Lama’s eyes widened as he stared blankly.
"Fool!" The Immortal Sect elder slightly lifted his chin with a look of haughty contempt, "The tens of thousands of Monk Soldiers and two Buddha Masters from your Skull Plain were beaten in retreat by this man alone. It can be said that he at least contributed seventy percent to the reversal of the situation in Northern Jiangzhou."
"What, he is that bloodthirsty great demon!" The red-robed Lama felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over.
He certainly had heard of Su Heng’s name before.
This was indeed a major affliction to the entire Skull Plain and the three major Esoteric Sects.
However, hindered by the obstacles in information transfer, very few had actually seen Su Heng’s real face.
"Back then, when the Deceit Beasts besieged the city, several of our Sword Sect elders were powerless. It was this Mr. Su who took action, quelled the beast tide with his own power, and since then, there has not been another major beast tide," Ning Xiaoyu also spoke up beside He Xingyun, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Is that so? That’s indeed impressive," He Xingyun looked at Su Heng with complex eyes.
He had been infatuated with Qin Shunying of the Fiery Sun Sect for many years, and the elders within his sect were also keen to matchmake them. Unfortunately, during this period, Qin Shunying had been staying close to Su Heng in Baihua County.
This was not much of a secret, and anyone could find out with a little inquiry.
Moreover, the combat power Su Heng displayed was truly terrifyingly fierce, like a humanoid true dragon, fiercely dominating all opposition. Those bizarre creatures that had stumped Da Xutuo didn’t even have time to gather before being obliterated by Su Heng’s punch.
In the end, Su Heng roared.
Once again displaying the Bright Sun Divine Skill, his entire body shone brightly.
He opened his mouth and inhaled, and a vast expanse of black mist was sucked into his body, instantaneously refined. Along with the surrounding buildings trembling thunderously, billowing smoke rose, and the local Earth’s veins were affected. With a clear path all the way, he finally arrived in front of the gate to Gion and stopped.
He took a long breath, his arms gradually lowering, pressing down the boiling blood inside his body.
His clothes fluttered, and his demeanor slowly returned to calm.
Su Heng looked down for a moment and then reached out his hand, pulling the blood-stained monk robe left by Da Xutuo toward him. A strand of his strength merged into it, flick of the fingers, and the lightweight robe flew away, eventually landing in the hands of an elderly ascetic.
The ascetic’s eyes welled up with tears, his arms as thin as dry twigs. The frail monk robe seemed like a burden of a great weight in his hands, causing his shoulders and arms to tremble gently. The ascetic brought his hands together, bowed deeply to Su Heng, then draped the robe over himself and turned to leave with the other ascetics.
Meanwhile, at the steps.
Su Heng raised his head to look at the huge plaque above the door frame and, without pausing, took a step forward.
Under the gaze of everyone present, he entered Gion, his towering figure swallowed by the darkness, disappearing from view, and everything finally settled down completely.
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