Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 656 - 601: Breaking Magic with Martial Force (Combined - ) _3
Chapter 656: Chapter 601: Breaking Magic with Martial Force (Combined Chapter) _3
’Puh!’
Subsequently, the black wave first struck the silver spear man at the forefront, sending him flying backward, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. His face immediately turned pale.
With just one move, the silver spear man, the strongest in cultivation among them, fell into an absolute disadvantage!
“Old Dong!”
“Brother Dong!”
Seeing this, the rest were shocked, and all of them immediately displayed their divine skills.
Some swung wolf fang clubs, some thrust treasure swords, some threw golden leaves. Together, they managed to barely fend off this surging black wave.
The black wave seemed to have a life of its own. When it sensed the strong resistance from the five, it retreated nimbly.
As for Lou Yi, he was hastily thrown aside by the black-faced man.
If he weren’t truly a low Qi cultivation level, he might have ended up with broken legs and arms.
The five powerful Martial Artists immediately looked towards the dungeon door.
A yellow-clothed man wearing a monkey mask was slowly approaching.
’Deng Deng Deng.’
Although he also wore a monkey mask, this one was of a black monkey, with fangs at the mouth and intricate patterns across the face, looking far more ferocious than the previous gatekeeper.
His aura was seamlessly integrated, appearing like an ordinary person.
Yet, beneath the calm surface, one could sense terrifying energy brewing, causing chills to run down one’s spine.
Just from this brief encounter, the five’s expressions changed.
“Extreme Foundation Establishment?”
“Perfect Dao Foundation?”
“This is not good…”
The difference between cultivators with a Perfect Dao Foundation and regular late Foundation Establishment cultivators is akin to the gap between Foundation Establishment and Qi cultivation.
Their most notable trait is the ability to integrate their divine sense into magic, amplifying the power of spells by several times, also known as magical command of the divine.
While the silver spear man and others boasted of being invincible at the same rank, even fighting across levels.
A Perfect Dao Foundation nearly surpasses the Foundation Establishment level, reaching another realm, making it not easily dealt with.
Every cultivator with a Perfect Dao Foundation is a cherished member of major factions, a seed for the Golden Core, often seeking opportunities in the abyss, so they aren’t easily encountered.
“What kind of trash Perfect Dao Foundation, I’ll smash him with one swing!”
The black-faced man rushed out first, like a swift wind, holding two wolf fang clubs, trying to quickly close the distance with the monkey-masked man.
Despite his taunts, he wasn’t foolish; he knew only by closing in did he have a chance.
“Ignorant.”
The yellow-clothed man with the monkey mask gazed mockingly.
He waved his sleeve, letting black waves spread forward, then transformed them into a tall black ape over ten feet high.
The black ape was covered in hard, metallic shining fur, muscles bulging like hills, its body emitting a black aura.
A stout horn grew on its forehead, its cold red eyes gleaming with cruelty and malice, seemingly a real demon!
The black ape pierced through the void with a swift ’swish’, reaching the black-faced man with lightning speed.
It lifted its giant palm resembling a fan.
’Bang!’
With ease, a palm opened up the black-faced man’s wolf fang club, and the second palm slapped onto his body.
His body produced a series of cracking bone sounds, and he flew out powerlessly, spitting large amounts of blood like the silver spear man in mid-air.
“Old Fang!”
The remaining Martial Artists witnessed this, and all wanted to rush forward.
But the yellow-clothed man with the monkey mask waved his sleeve several times again.
Once more forming apes over ten feet high, blocking each of them and entirely dominating in the killing.
’Boom boom boom!’
The short and stout man wielding dual swords, the robust man bare-handed, and the blue-clothed youth adept in golden leaves were battered in retreat by the black magic ape, faces flushed, bodies trembling, almost unable to counter.
“Weak, so very weak.” The monkey-masked sentinel sneered and shook his head, “See? What trash martial arts you cling to are worthless against magic.
You can’t even beat my casual trick, so why bother practicing martial arts?
What’s this nonsense about a thousand divine skills added to oneself, what’s this nonsense about one strength overcoming myriad methods?
All rubbish! Utterly ridiculous!”
“Despicable!” The black-faced man fumed at the insult to the martial arts he revered, smoke steaming off him.
“Ah!!!” His face showed abnormal redness, his qi-blood soared, and he fiercely swung his wolf fang clubs.
Estimating each strike had nearly a million pounds of force, causing a black ape to retreat.
As for the silver spear man and others, they also used special secret techniques, their aura strengthened considerably.
In the fight against the silver ape, they regained an active stance.
“Still struggling?” The yellow-clothed man with the monkey mask shook his head disdainfully.
His massive spiritual essence surged, forming intricate hand seals with his hands, chanting softly.
The five black apes, each over ten feet high, turned into black streams of light rushing into the sky, merging together.
Finally transforming into a seventy to eighty feet tall giant ape, towering like a mountain, coldly watching the five diminutive Martial Artists below.
’Boom!’
The giant ape easily waved its paw, releasing an endless stream of white air downward, seemingly solidifying all space below.
The five appeared to be in a quagmire, faces drastically changing.
They struggled desperately, scattering messily to barely avoid the strike.
“Martial arts is a laughable trick.”
The giant ape launched a second attack.
The attack’s scope included the ordinary middle-aged man, the only Yellow Springs Sect member the black-faced man and others hadn’t killed.
For high-level sect members like the yellow-clothed man, they didn’t care much for the life of ordinary sect members.
“Get out of the way!” The black-faced man roared.
His wolf fang club flew out, trying to block the giant ape, creating an opportunity for the middle-aged man.
The wolf fang club was flicked away with one finger by the giant ape.
The middle-aged man below seemed to be scared stiff, motionless.
About to be slapped into a meat patty by the giant ape’s descending palm.
’Bang!’
But the giant ape’s house-sized palm suddenly halted.
The five Martial Artists, along with the Yellow Springs Sect sentinel, all stared wide-eyed in surprise.
Blocking the giant ape’s palm was a simple little hand.
Belonging to the Yellow Springs Sect member everyone thought would surely die.
Yet this hand prevented the giant ape’s slightest progress.
“You just said, martial arts are garbage?”
The sect member smiled at the yellow-clothed man, revealing shiny white teeth.
Next, his body surged with alternating white and red energy, his aura visibly strengthening.
His entire body rapidly grew taller and larger, one foot, two feet, five feet, ten feet, thirty feet… In the blink of an eye, overshadowing the giant ape, casting a large shadow over everyone’s face.
The five Martial Artists, including the black-faced man, showed fear in their eyes.
And the monkey-masked yellow-clothed sentinel was utterly stunned.
“Say it again, hmm?”
The head-topping giant emanated brilliant red and white light, its aura vast like an abyss.
Watching the yellow-clothed sentinel coldly like a divine descent, making him feel like a small insect.
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