One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Looking at Bader, who had just exploded on the spot, turning into a pool of shattered bones and flesh.

And recalling the opponent’s determined and inexplicable expression when he hastily left not long ago.

Even though the great elder’s mind was as firm as iron, seeing this cruel scene with his own eyes, there was still a surge of nameless anger rising within him. Even the hand holding the staff unconsciously tightened its grip. Fortunately, he had lived from that glorious era to the present.

He had experienced countless trials, and his temperament was extraordinary.

Although the event that occurred was sudden, it was not entirely unexpected.

The great elder took a deep breath, his expression returning to calm, and he began to rapidly think about the next steps to take.

Su Heng did not give his enemies any time.

"The anger and hatred of the weak are not worth mentioning, a pack of yapping, lost dogs, only inviting laughter."

Su Heng spoke indifferently, "Let me see if you have the strength to talk such big talk before us."

He took a step forward.

His huge, burly body directly jumped down from the steep cliff.

The weight of hundreds of tons, plus the acceleration provided by gravity. Amid the heavy thud, a fierce tremble transmitted through the ground, large pieces of rocks and dust splattering out, obscuring the moonlight, forming a mist of gray fog that dispersed.

The hem of Su Heng’s robe fluttered in the fierce wind, the surrounding environment was slightly dim and utterly silent, but his eyes emanated faint red lights, as he walked straight towards the great elder.

"Hah!"

Two Demon Descendant Samurai, clad in heavy armor and holding tower shields, roared loudly.

They first smashed their thick and overlapping steel shields onto the ground, kicking up dust, and then charged toward Su Heng like massive bulldozers.

These two were extremely burly, standing nearly four meters tall with armor included.

They were roughly comparable in size to a compact Su Heng.

The difference in size wasn’t substantial.

But the gap in pure strength was like a chasm.

Facing the ferocious pincer attack of the two Demon Descendant Samurai, Su Heng didn’t even glance at them, simply extending his arms lightly outward to block.

Bang!

Two dull sounds came almost simultaneously.

Overlapping with each other.

The muscles all over the warriors’ bodies swelled, even the armor on their bodies creaked under strain.

But no matter how hard they tried, their faces contorted with effort turning purple, they still couldn’t advance an inch. The monster before them was like the depths of a vast ocean, no matter how much force they exerted, Su Heng could always block it steadily with just a sliver more strength, immobilizing them.

Su Heng extended his arms and suddenly exerted force.

Crack!

The part of his palm in contact with the shield burst open a ring of dust.

Immediately after, the shields caved in, cracks spreading, shattering into pieces. A tremendous force exploded outward, as shards of the dark iron shield shot out, amidst the roiling vigor and billowing smoke.

Two large hands, like hunting pythons, with a flicker of black light, shot outwards fiercely and pressed against the necks of the two Demon Descendant Samurai.

His arms swelled with force, his fingers morphing into dragon claws.

Sputter!

Together with the outer armor and inner flesh, everything exploded, and a torrent of bright red viscous blood spurted out.

Two heads were ejected up to a height of several meters.

They rolled on the ground for a while, finally stopping by the feet of the great elder.

The fact that these two Demon Descendant Samurai were close bodyguards of the great elder indicated they were not weak in strength.

Su Heng was delayed by them for about the duration of one breath.

Beside the great elder there were four more young Demon Descendants, all elite, who spread out immediately, each taking their positions. They had evidently been cooperating for a long time, their auras intermingled, giving off a sense of unity.

Su Heng looked up at them.

Among these four, two were warriors, with another being an archer and one an assassin.

The archer, stationed at the top of a distant hill, was clad in dark, hooded clothes, with a shapely figure, clearly a woman. With the full moon rising behind her, she drew her bow, the moonlight flowing over the arrow vaguely aimed at the temple of Su Heng.

The other assassin had already vanished, blending into the shadows.

Su Heng enhanced his perception to the limit but could only faintly sense a trace of his presence.

This person appeared to have some innate talent related to stealth, further honed by rigorous training.

But Su Heng hardly cared.

No matter how well hidden, if one couldn’t break through his defense, it was of no use.

Moreover, after opening the Descending Yin Domain, every plant within thousands of meters was an extension of his will.

There was no chance for any covert attacks or hiding.

It was the remaining two warriors, however, who exuded an aura that somewhat surprised Su Heng.

The two stood one in front of the other.

The one at the front had a broad upper body but relatively thin lower limbs.

At first glance, he appeared somewhat disproportionate.

His weapons were armguards, one red and one blue, flickering with dark energy patterns.

He was holding his breath at the moment, center lowering, like a predator on the hunt, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on Su Heng.

The last person’s weapon was also quite bizarre.

It was a triple-tailed whip.

The tails of the whip were metal mechanisms carved into the heads of a pig, a tiger, and a bird, their eyes glowing red and looking lifelike.

This person was the closest to the great elder, and the aura emanating from his body was also the strongest among the four.

He seemed even more formidable than Auris, whom they had encountered initially.

It seemed that,

In the Demon Descendant tribe, Auris’s strength was not considered particularly outstanding.

The great elder, not hesitating to venture into danger and hastily appearing, also had to take him away for rescue, which must involve some other plans.

Regardless, the first step is to kill the great elder.

As for other arising issues, they could all be resolved in due time.

Bang!

At that thought,

Su Heng no longer held back and exerted his full strength.

"Descending Yin Domain!" he roared, exploding in fury as the Seed of Destruction throbbed dully in his chest cavity.

His entire body surged with energy, transforming into black smoke that rose into the sky, darkening the heavens. A hair-raising rustling sound came from all around. Underfoot, the grass grew wildly, the soil churned, and a vast expanse of sticky fungal mat spread out and covered everything.

At the same moment, the great elder’s gaze sharpened.

His voice boomed like thunder in spring, his body flickering with tiny firefly-like green glows, "Spring arrives, rain arrives, wind arrives!"

As his words fell,

Wisps of green light transformed into a spring breeze and gentle rain, fluttering down from the sky.

Su Heng only felt a chilling coolness skim across his skin, causing all his muscles to quiver slightly.

"The power of the Seed of Destruction is being suppressed!?" Su Heng’s eyes widened, his pupils contracting as he watched the rolling soil underfoot slowly return to normal, a large amount of plants glowing with green light growing. These lights condensed together, like chains, wrapping around Su Heng’s body.

The latter felt as if a thin film covered his body.

The strength within him was locked internally, making it difficult to affect the external environment.

Moreover, his strength was diminished to a certain degree, as if trapped in a mire, each movement contending against the viscous resistance of the surrounding environment.

"This is an ancient formation left by our ancestors to combat real dragons," the great elder calmly stated. "You should feel lucky to die under such a formation."

"Die!?" Su Heng sneered, "You overestimate yourself."

The great elder also emitted green light from his body. He had the formation patterns inscribed on his own body.

Now fully activating them,

The cost was a rapid drain of his own life force.

Su Heng had a physique as strong as a demonic dragon, practicing to this day with very few rivals, his strength unfathomable.

And the great elder had lived for thousands of years, enduring various injuries and the wear and tear of long years. Even though he had used some methods to prolong his life, he was now at the end of his life span. Between the two, the inevitable outcome seemed to be that this old man would fall first.

"The rest is up to you!" the great elder suddenly coughed painfully.

He instinctively covered his mouth with his hand. Explore stories on

But still, spots of bright red blood seeped through his fingers, strikingly conspicuous and jarring.

"We cannot let the great elder’s sacrifice be in vain!" The muscular Demon Descendant with dual arm guards stepped forward, his eyes slightly reddened.

When Bader died at Su Heng’s hands just now, these people were all surging with anger.

Finally seizing the opportunity,

With new grievances and old hatreds combined, they struck with full force.

Driven by intense emotions, even vaguely feeling an exceeding of their peak, breaking through their limits.

Bang!

Su Heng, empty-handed,

Faced fully armed Demon Descendant warriors.

But surprisingly, those arm guards, forged from unknown metal, twisted and shattered. Even though his strength was sealed, the pure physical power was so tremendous that it seemed like mountains and tsunamis, rolling forward, crushing everything.

"Ah!!!"

The Demon Descendant screamed in agony.

The palms and arms encased in the arm guards exploded, twisted like pretzels, blood spraying everywhere.

The intense pain was like a heavy hammer, striking fiercely, causing his vision to suddenly darken. Before he could react, another large hand reached out, grasping his head. Another mutated large hand was swiftly pressed against his shoulder, the dark locked nails piercing into the flesh.

The gushing blood splattered all over Su Heng’s face, who then grinned, his teeth eerily white, yet his face filled with malevolence.

"Die!" Su Heng tightened his arm, exerting force.

He was going to brutally tear the head off the shoulders.

"Tanali!" The remaining companions screamed, their faces showing shock. They had not expected Su Heng, seemingly trapped like a caged animal, to display such ferocity, which was truly unexpected. They had worked together for many years, reacting very quickly, seizing the opportunity at this moment.

The assassin leaped from the shadows, perching on Su Heng’s shoulders, his twin daggers tracing arcs before fiercely plunging into the sides of Su Heng’s neck.

The distant archer’s nocked arrow left the bow, tracing the sky and landing on Su Heng’s temple.

The remaining warrior lashed out with his long whip.

Three fierce beast heads,

With jaws wide open as if alive, tightly clamped onto Su Heng’s left arm, aiming to tear off a piece of flesh!

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