One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 462: Chapter 385: Show Their Divine Skills, the Demon Dragon Descends

The Prison Fire Overlord Salos appeared on the battlefield.

Nangong Yue, Huang Mei, Zhao Sheng, and the others all had serious expressions at this time.

Logically speaking, although the battlefield was some distance away from Baihua County where Su Heng was in seclusion.

But from the start of the battle until now, with Su Heng’s speed, he should have been able to arrive. So why wasn’t he here yet?

Could it be…

They are using this opportunity to test their loyalty.

Such thoughts involuntarily arose in the minds of Nangong Yue and the others.

Compared to the Prison Fire Overlord in front of them, clearly, the pressure Su Heng brought on them was much greater.

Among them, Zhao Sheng had the strongest physique. At this time, he didn’t shy away but stepped forward to test the mettle of the Blood Realm Pillar God.

Boom!

But just at that moment.

The ground shook violently, followed by a loud noise from afar.

Nangong Yue turned her head back and immediately revealed a hint of joy on her face.

A colossal figure, marked by well-defined muscles shimmering with metallic luster, slowly approached from behind them.

As he appeared, a presence as heavy as a mountain filled the entire battlefield, dispersing a good portion of the searing majesty emanating from Salos.

This immense figure that brought a sense of immense security.

It was none other than the Tong Shan Great Saint.

The Tong Shan Great Saint first nodded slightly to Huang Mei and the other two as a greeting.

Then, he passed by them, went to the front of the formation, and spoke calmly to Salos, “Foolish boy, there is no need for the Demon Dragon himself to deal with you, I, Brass, am more than enough.” ℝάΝÓ𝐁Еꞩ

Salos wore an incredulous look on his face, “Demon God?”

"A Demon God from the eternals heavens, groveling and begging before a human, don’t you feel ashamed?” Salos sneered.

Brass Great Saint, however, was nonchalant, “I was born on this land, I am not like you.”

Salos, angered by the defiance, flashed a ferocious light on his face, “So be it. Since you are so eager to seek death, then let it be granted. Traitors are far more loathsome than enemies; they must be executed!”

Swoosh!

Salos didn’t waste any more words and took decisive action.

This was a struggle between two worlds; there was absolutely no room for compromise.

When Salos made a move, it was with full force, sharp and ruthless. He flicked his long spear, and a ring of dark red Prison Fire spread outwards. The force of the wind pummeled the face, and the tip of the spear lunged at the Tong Shan Great Saint’s face like a ferocious dragon crossing a river.

Boom!

The Tong Shan Great Saint pushed his massive arms forward.

An incredible explosion burst forth between them, the ground bulging upwards inch by inch, followed by scatters of molten lava.

The shockwave, mixed with dust and debris, roared out like waves of fiery red tide in all directions.

Nangong Yue and the others changed their expressions slightly.

Even just the aftermath contained a force not to be underestimated.

They each flickered in an out of sight, retreating backwards, and many Demon Gods from the Blood Realm made the same choice, clearing the space for the two powerful beings.

Roar!

Salos fought fiercely in a frenzy.

With a long howl, his muscles expanded once again.

Black and red energy swept out wildly, and in an instant, more than a dozen strikes lunged at the Tong Shan Great Saint.

The Tong Shan Great Saint’s defensive power was astonishing, blocking each blow in succession. As soon as Salos’s old strength faded and new strength had not yet emerged, the Tong Shan Great Saint seized the opportunity. He gave a slight shrug of his shoulder, and the strength of his entire body exploded in an instant, leaving behind an afterimage in his original place, then he rapidly moved in front of Salos.

Stop!

The Tong Shan Great Saint’s tongue unleashed spring thunder.

He gently slapped Salos right in the center of the chest.

This slap wasn’t very powerful, and Salos barely took a step back to dissipate all the impact.

But the expression on his face was odd, tinged with surprise, as he suddenly felt his heartbeat slowing down, a feeling of being unable to muster any strength.

Crack crack!

He looked down.

He noticed the exact point of the Tong Shan Great Saint’s attack.

His armor and the flesh within it were being transformed into a unique kind of purple copper material.

And this trend was still spreading outward, penetrating his organs. Even Salos, as a Pillar God, could only delay but couldn’t be completely immune.

"What is this damned thing?” Salos exclaimed in shock, his face turning a little unsightly.

"Amitabha.” The Tong Shan Great Saint naturally wouldn’t expose his trump card, greeting with one hand, “The evil energy in your body is too dense.”

On the other hand, Nangong Yue and the others who were watching the battle were experienced and knowledgeable. They noticed something at this moment. With a slight frown and a serious expression, she said, “This power, it’s somewhat similar to the territory of a Heavenly Awakening powerhouse.”

Zhao Sheng expressed surprise, “But the Tong Shan Great Saint is not even human, how could he possess such a technique?”

Huang Mei spoke, “Most likely his own Innate Divine Ability combined with some of the Human Race’s cultivation techniques, resulting in a deceiving effect… Nevertheless, this is quite astonishing.”

As masters of the Demon Path, they had been in the Dharma Realm for too long.

Over the years, they have been making continuous efforts, trying various methods, but their cultivation had made no progress.

This sensation was extremely uncomfortable, to say nothing of touching upon the realms of Heavenly Awakening. Even for them, it was a realm far out of reach.

Huang Mei, Nangong Yue, and others, including the Tong Shan Great Saint, were all Su Heng’s lackeys.@@novelbin@@

But the former were coerced by Su Heng’s lewd power.

While Tong Shan Great Saint was thoroughly subdued by Su Heng, volunteering to join Su Heng’s violent gang.

The issue here involved initiative and passivity, which, under specific circumstances, meant that the Tong Shan Great Saint would exert far more effort than the other three when it came to solving problems.

The current scene was no exception.

Strike down the sick, go for the kill, Tong Shan Great Saint harbored the intent to kill Salos directly as he made his move.

Boom!

He threw a punch forward.

A burst of wind and thunder surged through the air, smashing down towards Salos’s brow.

Despite being affected by a Secret Technique, Salos’s combat experience was still intact.

He sidestepped with a shift of his feet, his head angling slightly to the side.

And instantly avoided the strike.

Tong Shan Great Saint’s fingers splayed wide, turning his punch into a claw, reaching down and pressing firmly on Salos’s shoulder.

As the distance between the two closed, the ground beneath Tong Shan Great Saint’s feet exploded, his body soaring into the air, his brass head first tilting high up, then crashing down fiercely like a heavy hammer.

Crack!

Salos’s Heavenly Spirit visibly caved in.

His nasal bridge broke downwards, his eyes bloodshot, blood hot as magma spurted out, splashing over Tong Shan Great Saint’s body.

Enraged to the extreme, Salos shook his shoulder, breaking free from Tong Shan Great Saint’s grasp.

Bang!

He kicked out with his foot.

Tong Shan Great Saint’s chest slightly indented, his body flying upwards.

As he hit the ground, another quake and tremor ensued.

Salos then slammed his long spear heavily into the ground, and instantly swung his fist towards Tong Shan Great Saint.

Tong Shan Great Saint, upon seeing this, was secretly thrilled. He knew that Salos, in his raging fury, may appear ferocious, but was in fact easier to deal with due to the likely exposure of flaws.

With his arms one up and one down, his center drooping, he assumed a standard defensive and counterattacking posture.

But just at that moment, behind Salos, another Pillar God emerged within the undulating shadows. It was the Shadow Demon God Nenos, holding a scepter and gently swinging it forward.

Tong Shan Great Saint felt as though a dark tide was flooding towards him, a sudden sensation of weightlessness enveloping him, ice-cold all over. By the time he broke free, Salos was already upon him.

Boom!

Tong Shan Great Saint was flung high and tumbled roughly to the ground.

"The last strike!” Salos’s eyes burned with blood-fire, with the blood-red ground also spreading outwards.

Crack!

He reached out and tore the metallized flesh from his chest, casually throwing it onto the ground.

Then he reached out, and the long spear flew from afar into his hand, spinning as it landed.

With two strides to gain momentum, Salos leaped high.

Just like a warrior hunting mammoths in ancient times, his majestic body like a power-packed drawn bow, the spear in his hands plunged forcefully towards Tong Shan Great Saint’s Heavenly Spirit.

This sudden turn of events happened in an instant, and while Nangong Yue and others wanted to intervene at this moment, it was already too late.

Tong Shan Great Saint’s pupils rapidly contracted.

He too felt a great crisis loom ahead.

Some force was endowed upon Salos, and the spear burning with the Prison Fire from Purgatory was firmly capable of breaking his defensive power and posing a threat.

Boom!

The overcast skies above thundered with a thunderclap.

The sky appeared to be sliced open by a long narrow fissure; a multitude of iron-grey clouds continuously surged through the crack.

A purple-red thunderbolt exploded, much like an inverse-grown colossal tree, spanning tens of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye and striking the battlefield, blasting a large, smoke-filled pit.

At the critical moment, Salos raised his hand to block, but a handful of shattered rocks and dust still pelted him, eliciting series of stinging pains and a clinking sound off his armor. He then slowly lowered his arm, took a deep breath, and looked up earnestly, as if he could drip water.

"Demon Dragon Su Heng!”

This name sounded like it was cursed.

Whether it was the many Demon Gods who were just cheering or the camp of the Human Race Martial Artists.

At this moment, they all fell silent.

An invisible fear enveloped the battlefield, causing both sides to feel oppressed.

Especially Nangong Yue and others, at this time, could not help trembling, afraid that their earlier performance had betrayed them and would result in punishment.

Among all those present.

It was the Tong Shan Great Saint who actually heaved a sigh of relief at this moment.

He had indeed given his all and asked himself without guilt, naturally without worries.

"You have been here all along.” Salos raised his hand, thrusting the Prison Fire Spear towards the sky, his blood-red cape fluttering behind him.

Amidst the sky full of lightning, Su Heng’s hair was disheveled, one hand fiddling with the brilliantly sparking Thunder Drawing Pearl, the other resting behind him, his expression relaxed and casual.

It seemed as though the astonishing battle between Salos and Tong Shan Great Saint just now was nothing more than child’s play to him.

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