One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Boom!

The sound stacked heavily upon itself, like the tides rising on a dark, icy sea.

The Great Elder only felt as if a hammer had struck his head fiercely, and fresh blood seeped from his mouth and nose.

His consciousness blurred, incapable of thought, muscles and bones throughout his body trembling ceaselessly. His knees bent as he slowly began to kneel.

In such a critical moment.

Hiss!

The staff in his hand, inlaid with a black gem, seemed to possess some incredible sentience.

At this moment, the temperature suddenly rose, a sharp pain emanating from his palm.

The Great Elder bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes bulged, filled with dense networks of crimson blood vessels. It was then that he finally recovered his clarity from the terrifying Spiritual Shock, his face filled with an indescribable horror. As a Demon Descendant inherently strong in spiritual power, at such a tremendous distance, he could actually still...

The Great Elder’s chest heaved as he took a deep breath.

The boiling turmoil within him gradually calmed down; now was not the time to think about these issues.

Auris was an important part of the subsequent plan.

Even at the cost of his own life, he absolutely could not let him fall here.

He made up his mind.

Raising the staff, the magical energies within him flowed like a stream, pouring into it. The pyramidal black crystal shone brightly, a gust of wind blowing, the grass beneath his feet rippling out like waves, his robe fluttering wildly in the breeze.

"Heavenly Punishment!" the Great Elder shouted in a lofty tone.

With a snap, a crisp sound echoed.

The crystal on the staff, as if unable to bear that force, cracked open, yet the light became even more dazzling, turning from a deep black to a scorching white.

Whoosh!

A white light shot up into the sky.

In an instant, the clouds that had been dispersed by Su Heng’s imposing aura quickly gathered again, forming a vortex.

Winds whirled, leaden clouds hung low, with the roar of thunder from within. A massive force materialized suddenly, landing heavily on Su Heng. He had been using Divine Skills to move; now he was forcibly rooted to the spot. The ground beneath his feet seemed to boil, continuously sinking. ṚâɴộᛒÈŠ

With a look of shock and uncertainty on his face, Su Heng looked up towards the sky.

A streak of white light flashed through the dark clouds.

Thunder intertwined.

A mountainous, pitch-black corner emerged into view, the sound of taut chains creaking discernible from afar. That strange artifact floating in the sky became fully visible to Su Heng.

In the last war, the ancestors of the Demon Descendants used an ark to escape from this land.

The object above Su Heng’s head appeared similar to that ancient ark.

It was pitch-black and disk-shaped.

With a diameter of over a kilometer, the object was enveloped by a layer of sparkling crystals. Glows of flame and ice shot out through densely packed holes along the edge, while supernatural forces from the Immortal Heavens surged like a tide.

This enormous artifact had forcibly descended through the crack between the mortal world and the Immortal Heavens, appearing above the battlefield. At the moment, it still seemed somewhat ethereal, yet the overwhelming sense of imminent danger emanating from it tightened Su Heng’s muscles, sending waves of sourness through them.

"What on earth is this thing?" Su Heng’s mind raced with the first thought.

The second thought followed, "It must not be allowed to fully descend; otherwise, things will get very troublesome."

He took a deep look at the Great Elder, who was gradually moving away, and then fiercely retracted his gaze.

The ancient artifact of the Demon Descendants was disk-shaped.

Around the edge extended chains, each thick enough to require several adults to circle their arms around them, and covered with a thin layer of frost.

Above the chains and directly above the disk was a deep black pyramidal crystal.

This crystal seemed to be made of the same material as the one on the Great Elder’s staff.

But it was much larger, like a suspended boulder.

The vast powers of the Immortal Heavens were being attracted and converted by it ceaselessly, then fed through the chains into the structure below.

At the base of the vessel, the bottom opened out, extending a pitch-black cannon muzzle. Accompanied by a slight, dangerous ticking sound, specks of black light gathered from outside, pouring into it.

Facing such an ancient and unknown entity.

Su Heng dared not be careless.

Cracking noises came from his body.

Whoosh!

Dragon wings unfurled behind him, an eighteen-meter-tall behemoth emerged on the battlefield.

His breath rapid and urgent, as if trying to greedily suck in all the air in the world into his body. Many trees thick enough for two people to hug were unable to resist this power, being uprooted and floating through the air.

The sound of his secondary heart beating heavily and deeply, like a war drum.

Streams of golden light pierced through the gaps in the Scale Armor, stabbing in all directions like swords.

The air first twisted, then gave rise to billowing smoke. A golden-red stream of flames covered every inch of his body surface, all converging into his wide-open maw.

Bang!

A beam of golden light.

Like the first dawn breaking through the heavens, it surged upward from below and pierced the sky.

Almost simultaneously, the grand battleship above had completed its power buildup. A chaotic beam suffused with the mighty power of eternal sky, dark as ink and carrying a breath of icy death, descended towards Su Heng at near the speed of light, inflicting divine punishment upon this unruly mortal.

One black, one gold.

From afar, two straight, thin lines met in the air.

The power contained within was fully internalized, so the spectacle was hardly noticeable from a distance. It was no different from the fireworks or firecrackers set off during New Year’s or celebrations, and at this moment, it was even overshadowed by the brilliance of thunder, making it hard to discern their trajectories without paying close attention.

Yet, the power released in the explosion could only be described as a cataclysm, the overwhelming heavenly authority beyond words.

Solban had long since stepped into the realm of Earth Immortals and was not among the weakest.

But even so—

That extreme sense of danger made him feel as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

The intense pain compelled him to exert all his strength to get as far away as possible.

Solban glanced at Su Heng with some concern.

But he did not hesitate.

His body turned into a streak of light, exerting all his power to flee rapidly away from the center of the explosion.

In the distance was a crimson and putrid blood-red lake.

Solban exerted force with his feet and with a "plop" jumped right into it.

The master of this lake was a crocodile with a dragon’s head, far stronger than the Tuo Long Lord that had fallen by Su Heng’s hand.

At this moment, it lay at the bottom of the lake, shivering and feigning death in the mud.

Bang!

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Solban arrived at its side.

Without a word, he smashed a heavy punch onto the head of the Dragon Crocodile.

This unlucky creature’s head visibly swelled from the blow, and Solban then forcibly pried open the crocodile’s fanged maw.

His body curled up.

Like slipping into a set of clothes, he dove directly into the crocodile’s belly.

Feeling the slight pressure from the fresh, crimson flesh all around him, Solban heaved a sigh of relief.

But the buzzing vibration that followed instantly tensed up Solban’s nerves again. He held his breath, waiting for the horrific calamity to pass.

Solban was further away and reacted quickly, able to flee and dodge.

Su Heng was almost right beneath the explosion, and that strange battleship in the sky seemed to have the ability to disrupt Divine Skills.

He was constantly shrouded in a heavy pressure, as if bound by invisible chains.

His legs were deeply embedded in the rolling mud as he watched the sparkling light in the sky.

Well, there’s no other choice but to take the hit head-on.

Whoosh!

First, Su Heng’s thoughts stirred slightly.

He manipulated the Seed of Destruction to alter the environment around him.

Black vines intertwined and hardened, mutating into a thick and solid barrier of ironwood.

Then Su Heng used the Pharmacist Bodhisattva’s emerald divine light to add nine layers of defense to himself, which was the limit of his empowered state.

Afterward, Su Heng’s wings folded together, transforming into twin shields.

Completely covering his body.

The two incredible forces met and initially annihilated each other, then collided further, causing a violent explosion.

The power from the battleship was drawn from the eternal sky, while Su Heng’s breath originated from the divine beast, the Golden Crow. Once these collided, the formless, chaotic power was split into frost approaching absolute zero, flames that melted everything, endless hurricanes, and unstable gravitational fields that tore the earth apart.

Within these strange and dangerous primal forces were also torrents of lethally high-energy particles.

From the outside, it was a series of magnificent auroras slicing through the clouds.

The ironwood barrier hastily erected by Su Heng lasted only an instant, then frosted over, before dissipating into a glistening mist under the hurricane’s fierce blow.

The green light obtained from the Pharmacist Bodhisattva stood only slightly longer. It was pierced layer by layer by the fiery rain falling from the sky, which turned the vast landscape into boiling magma.

Fortunately, Su Heng’s physique was robust enough, especially after spending numerous attribute points to train every realm to its limit beforehand. He was strong in every aspect, without any weakness.

Whether Frost Flames or Hurricane Meteors, they could only leave gashes on his body, unable to inflict fatal damage.

Even so, Su Heng’s current state was rather ragged.

Blood flowed everywhere, and his once imposing dragon wings had been stripped of flesh by the fierce scraping, leaving only a bare skeleton that reflected a metallic luster against the backlight of thunder.

With heavy breathing, Su Heng stood up from the ground.

Behind him, the entire land was ablaze, and under the bloodlight, it resembled purgatory.

And around him, where there should have been rising mountains, the peaks had vanished, creating a perfect concave arc.

Su Heng looked up.

The disc-shaped black battleship above also seemed far from optimistic, with billows of thick smoke rising from the armor’s crevices.

There were also large pieces of melted armor falling straight down from the sky, trailing flames.

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