One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 567 - 467: I hit Su Heng, for real?

"Hiss!"

Blood spurted violently, bones shattered cruelly. Stay connected with novelbuddy

The excruciating pain ripping through his arm was like lightning detonating within Ban Poluo’s mind.

His face twisted, bloodshot slowly surfaced in his eyes, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. Inexplicably, he began to laugh, his crazed laughter echoing in the wilderness like shattered straw. Glinting white teeth were exposed to the air as Su Heng licked the blood at the corner of his mouth without hurrying his strike, leisurely on his face as though watching an elaborate clown performance.

"Indeed, worthy of the legendary Demon Dragon, the strongest of this era. I admit I did underestimate you," Ban Poluo sighed, as his severed arm swiftly regenerated and healed.

A look of curiosity appeared on his face; his two violet eyes gleamed brightly, "The more it is so, the more I am curious, what expression will such proud and unruly strong beings like you show when knowing, after spending your lifetime ascending to the peak, you are nothing more than a domestic dog that cannot break its chains. I wonder what expression you will have when this truth is unveiled before you."

"What do you mean?"

"I am Ban Poluo, a member of the third generation of Descenders."

Ban Poluo took a deep breath, spreading his arms wide as if embracing the entire sky.

The Sanskrit inscribed on his body all lit up, golden light piercing into the clouds as thunder rumbled overhead, and gusts of wind scattered beneath Ban Poluo’s feet.

Ban Poluo’s body slowly levitated, his expression indifferent, looking down from a lofty position at Su Heng not far away, "You’ll know soon enough."

"I am your creator, your master. My word is the celestial decree, and you dare bare your fangs at me. I will punish you, an unfaithful hound, pluck out your teeth, sever your limbs, strip your sinews and bones as a warning."

Whoosh!

Ban Poluo pointed his scepter forward, "Kneel!"

Su Heng felt a breeze brush against his face, with no discomfort whatsoever.

But seeing the convinced expression on Ban Poluo’s face, he suddenly felt bewildered, feeling as if he should do something.

Ban Poluo fell into a deep self-doubt.

Although outwardly appearing human, the core of their spirits was vastly different.

To Ban Poluo, all humanity living on this continent was nothing more than tools they had cultivated.

Just as using tools is one of the standards to distinguish intelligent life, Descenders inherently possess coercive power over humans. This power is a backdoor left behind at the creation’s inception, but for some unknown reason, it had failed to work on Su Heng. Could it be that this guy wasn’t human after all? Just a Demon in human skin, yet his aura doesn’t lie.

Regardless of the reason,

The bloody truth lay bare before his eyes.

His greatest reliance had failed, and Ban Poluo felt like a clown.

The cold wind felt like knives; Ban Poluo, although not the weakest among the Realm Lord Realm in terms of strength, and with a robust physique, suddenly felt an icy chill crawling over his body.

"Hahaha, it was nothing but a joke earlier!" In the dead silence, Ban Poluo suddenly burst into laughter. The golden light on his body dimmed, and he slowly retracted his Zen Staff, bowing to Su Heng, "My apologies for not recognizing a person of noble character. Hahaha, ’Leave a line when doing things, for we are sure to meet again.’ Until next time."

Having said that, Ban Poluo quickly stowed away his Zen Staff and turned to flee.

"You fucking played me!"

Just moments ago, Su Heng was still thinking about what trouble this guy could bring him, and this was it?

His facial expression twisted at once, becoming deranged.

Boom!

Enraged, Su Heng exploded with full force.

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His muscles instantly swelled, ripping apart his clothes. The ground beneath his feet shattered, and he soared into the air before hammering down a mountain-crushing punch. Ban Poluo raised his arms to block, with streams of power flowing into his arms like a rushing stream. But with the crack of a crisp snap, the two thick arms broke like rotten wood, his body’s acceleration leaving a trailing afterimage, exploding onto the ground with a loud bang.

Catapulted up, he fell again.

Ban Poluo wiped the blood from his mouth, a look of terror on his face.

Screech!

A sharp, piercing cry rang out.

With its vast silver wings spread wide, the Silver Demon Bird’s large body appeared on the battlefield.

Ban Poluo, without a chance to explain any further, merely pointed forward, "Destroy him for me!"

The Silver Demon Bird had been kept in a Space Artifact when not in use and was unaware of what had just transpired. She initially saw Ban Poluo, covered in wounds and dirt, in a sorry plight, then instinctively turned her head in the direction of Ban Poluo’s pointing and immediately saw Su Heng’s fierce face and powerful aura approaching.

"Me, fight Su Heng, seriously!?" The Silver Demon Bird shivered reflexively, nearly wetting herself on the spot.

As a Destruction Power of the Spiritual Domain, the Silver Demon Bird’s perception was acute, and if she was at her peak, she might not necessarily fall into Ban Poluo’s hands.

At this moment, she perceived something: a power similar to Su Heng’s but hundreds of times stronger and more vigorous was rising from a distant volcano. It was as if the entire Blood Realm could not contain it, the earth trembled, mountains shook, and lightning cascaded from the sky far away – a grand vista of an impending Doomsday.