Chapter 1003: Chapter 1001 Gospel (18) Chapter 1003: Chapter 1001 Gospel (18) Things are getting more interesting!
Could there really be a hidden story behind the rivalry between the true and fake Rebirth Club?
It’s not surprising, after all, with fame comes trouble.
Fu Qian quickly guessed a possibility and snorted coldly.
But this Native Council is really audacious, daring to interfere with my Rebirth Club’s affairs.
If there isn’t a reasonable explanation, they can’t blame me, “I,” for being ruthless later–wait a second.
As someone who reasons things out, the next moment, Fu Qian suddenly realized something.
It seems like I was the one who first interfered with their plans? And not just once.
So, is this equivalent retaliation? Well, that’s understandable!
Seeing the two arms that had just been pulled away, Fu Qian’s anger slightly abated for a moment.
One must allow others the right to retaliate, after all.
Of course, a capital crime can be pardoned, but punishment can’t be escaped.
Let’s just start by blasting them to smithereens, pulverizing them lightly into ashes!
With his sentence decided, Fu Qian’s right hand began to swell with muscle, as Bone Armor solidified.
In the blink of an eye, it had grown into a massive hammer the size of two heads.
“You truly are the Pure White Beast from the Future Mansion!”
Reciting the cryptic lines, Fu Qian finally stopped dodging, his killing intent crystal clear.
“Ah Gui!”
“Your whip technique might have been exquisite just now, but next, “I” will show you what real Dragon-Tribesman Martial Arts is.”
Ah Gui, is that a name? Do these two actually know each other?
And what place is Future Mansion?
With the rapid changes happening before their eyes, the surrounding spectators were already overwhelmed.
Especially the terms Fu Qian mentioned, they ignited endless speculations.
In an instant, all eyes from the Motion Restriction Team turned toward the commander of this operation.
They thought it was going to be a simple face-to-face affair, followed by a relaxed pursuit in broad daylight, but now the two were squarely confronting each other.
The Motion Restriction Team was in an awkward position since theoretically, they needed to do something.
“Things are a bit strange, let’s observe the changes for now.”
Caught in the center of attention, Old Master Ji Xun was naturally at the peak of awkwardness.
The scene was already quite ugly. Had he known this would happen, he would’ve arranged the meeting directly in the manor.
But since things had come to this point, he couldn’t let all his efforts be in vain.
For a moment, Elder Ji Xun composed his facial expression and quickly found an excuse to watch the battle.
While saying this, he even glanced sideways at Ji Liushuang using his peripheral vision.
The latter, who was originally filled with evident killing intent, was now standing there, completely different from what one would expect–still and dignified.
Boom!
Just then, a sound like a drumbeat captured everyone’s attention.
In the center of the battleground, Elder Lu and Ah Gui were now facing each other head-on.
The sound from before came from that dark fist hammer hitting Ah Gui’s swollen belly.
The onlookers had a good eye. Although there weren’t any exaggerated visual effects, the terrifying force on the fist hammer was apparent–it could almost bring down a building.
And it actually did.
Struck by that punch as if by a cannonball, Ah Gui’s massive body flew straight back along the original path, vanishing into the red-topped building where he had been hiding.
Amidst the loud noise, the building collapsed on one side in an instant.
However, it seems that Elder Lu hadn’t let his guard down. He still wielded a heavy hammer in one hand and carried a lantern in the other, coldly observing the dozens of meters of horrific traces.
“Not bad at all… since you ascended to demigod status, you’re the first one to achieve this extent.”
Sure enough, a few seconds later, a dull rumble came from inside the building again, as if a giant ball were rolling around inside.
And indeed there was.
The next moment, a giant flesh ball over a story tall smashed its way back out through the hole it had blown open, the layered folds on its surface still visible.
Boom!
That building finally couldn’t bear the weight and collapsed with a loud crash.
Every single obstruction in its path was ground to dust.
And facing such momentum, Elder Lu didn’t seem foolish enough to stand his ground. With a flicker of his figure, he had quickly moved to the side.
The flesh ball, unable to change direction in time, crashed heavily into the ground, plowing a deep trench.
Damn!
At that instant, Fu Qian seemed to hear Old Master Ji Xun’s curse.
The next moment, the sky and earth changed color.
The rising sun, along with all its brilliance, vanished in a moment, as black, white, and grey spread everywhere.
The Demigod Level Ashfall appeared once again.
Without a doubt, Fu Qian and his partner’s destructive actions had crossed Old Master Ji Xun’s psychological threshold.
And if he remembered correctly, underneath the cover of Ashfall, there were special rules for destruction and recovery.
Old Master Ji Xun didn’t hesitate to use his ability, probably to keep the real damage within certain limits, within a range he could explain to the Night Watchman.
And as expected of a top clan’s founding power, experiencing the Demigod Level Ashfall for the first time, Fu Qian quickly realized the terror it contained.
It was not simply a barrier, nor an illusion; it felt almost like a certain kind of chaos in cause and effect.
As if within the covered range, the concept of “existence” had forked, suspended between truth and falsehood.
Everything seemed to be made of that eternal, secluded, and deep residue.
Indeed, it did have some relation with the Unseen Hillock.
“I must say, it’s quite painful.”
In the midst of his musings, the sphere at the end of the trench had already started to move again.
Accompanied by Ah Gui’s familiar voice, the overlapping folds on the sphere undulated and rapidly converged into a face.
And you know, since Elder Lu’s face was so proportionally enlarged due to not having a single hair, it actually looked quite harmonious.
At the chin of this face, a pit as wide as a water vat was visible, flesh overlapping inside, clearly the result of Fu Qian’s punch.
Of course, at this moment, the bloated and greasy skin was rapidly retracting, soon repaired.
“However, it’s a pity, it’s still no use–”
The final word had barely left his lips when the flesh ball charged out again, now at twice the original speed.
At such a close distance, Elder Lu finally couldn’t avoid it and was forced to take the blow head-on.
Without a doubt, another deep pit was blasted into the flesh ball.
But at the same time, the hammer was swiftly enveloped by the surging layers of skin, preventing it from being easily pulled out.
The next moment, blood sprayed, as several pale, corpse-like claws burst from the folds of the flesh ball, sinking deeply into the chest of the opponent.
“How does it feel? You can hit me countless times, but I only need to land one hit on you.”
The claws tore at Elder Lu’s body, seemingly trying to drag him inside.
But soon, Ah Gui’s voice became somewhat hesitant.
Elder Lu’s body was inflating quickly, a sense of indescribable chaos also clearly permeating through.
“Hmph, it’s finally getting interesting.”
The next moment, Fu Qian, having activated Brilliant Tyrant, made an extremely dramatic declaration.
“Too bad, I, Elder Lu, am the will of heaven.”