Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Attribute Points Allocation-Chapter 978 - 494 To Reach the Divine Palace One Must

Chapter 978: Chapter 494: To Reach the Divine Palace, One Must Cross the Bitter Sea

Chapter 978: Chapter 494: To Reach the Divine Palace, One Must Cross the Bitter Sea

“The Bitter Sea has appeared, and the seal of the core inheritance site of the Heavenly Extinguishing Supreme has been opened.”

People exclaimed, knowing that to enter the Divine Palace, one had to cross the Bitter Sea, an inevitable path.

The Bitter Sea, derived from the fusion of the Heavenly Extinguishing Supreme’s blood and his Small World’s ocean, harbored great dangers as well as crises.

Lu Yun, along with Zhou Yichen and other fellow disciples, hurried toward that place with utmost speed.

From afar, it was a mist-enshrouded region, aglow with rosy clouds, steaming with auspicious vapor, and filled with dazzling, flowing lights, permeated by an astonishing aura.

As time gradually passed, the bewildering fog that shrouded that stretch of heaven and earth began to dissipate, and thunderous, surging sounds could be heard.

Wave after wave, incessant, crashing against the shore with a force that shook heaven and earth, the echoes resounding everywhere.

When the crowd drew near and witnessed this shocking spectacle with their own eyes, they were all taken aback.

Vast and boundless, almost edgeless, and from time to time, thousand-layered giant waves rose as if they intended to turn the whole void into the Bitter Sea.

Upon seeing this immense Bitter Sea, everyone felt an indescribable terror in their hearts.

The man of Divine Flame arrived, his body wrapped in flames, glowing intensely, his black hair disheveled, hands clasped behind his back, standing proudly as he looked around, an air of dominance about him. But upon seeing the profound depths and vastness of the Bitter Sea, his expression grew solemn in an instant.

“There is something truly terrifying within this Bitter Sea.”

Beside him, Ye Zhentong, clad in a flowing dark garment, with eyes swirling with Runes, glinting with Divine Light, stared into the depths of the Bitter Sea, seemingly discovering something, and a look of eagerness crossed his face.

He saw Divine Mountains standing erect amid the Bitter Sea, where the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi reached the pinnacle of refinement.

He also saw, amidst the layers of mist and diffused rosy light within the void above the Bitter Sea, a majestic and splendid Divine Palace standing erect, an exact projection of the Inheritance Land from the outside world. Even a corner of the palace was enough to make one understand what creation and divine craftsmanship meant.

Lu Yun also saw it, but his Eyes of Aurora were still at a low level, and his vision was limited and somewhat blurred.

Other Heavenly Prides also arrived one after another, each wielding Dao Weapons, standing in mid-air, gazing solemnly at the vast Bitter Sea.

Moreover, there were descendants of the creatures from the Secret Realm, such as a purple-golden great spider, the true Bighorn with only one eye and other fierce beasts, each emitting overwhelming might, ready to compete with the Human Race’s Heavenly Prides for the chance and inheritance.

An Daochen ran wildly, quickly reaching this place.

Seeing the standoff between the Human Race’s Heavenly Prides and the creatures of the Secret Realm, he was somewhat astounded.

“Hehe, seems I’m not too late.” He smirked that signature smug smile as he arrived, immediately chewing on a King-grade spirit herb from his Small World, its rich aroma hitting the nostrils, attracting everyone’s gaze.

“It’s this guy.”

Many seemed to recognize An Daochen, but they all wore looks of disdain, and those who were closer subtly shifted their positions, not wishing to be too near him.

“You damnable fatty, you set me up and killed me, coveting the chance that belonged to me. Today, I’ve stumbled upon you, you’re doomed to a bad end,” a Heavenly Pride furiously accused.

He had a pair of silver-white long hair, wings with feathers growing out of his back, shining like silver Long Swords under the light’s reflection, his body shrouded in Divine Dawn, engulfed in the dense spiritual energy. Upon seeing An Daochen, he flapped his wings and charged forward.

This was surely a wronged party, who had finally found a chance to perfect his own Dao, but before he could rejoice, it was snatched away by An Daochen, who arrived a moment later.

Hearing that, some other Heavenly Prides also recalled their past encounters, where they seemed to have been knocked out by someone when searching for spirit herbs and other Heavenly Material Treasures.

Now, upon careful reflection, was that rotund individual not somewhat similar to An Daochen?

Furthermore, although this fat An Daochen was powerful, this place had now gathered so many people he had indirectly and directly offended—it was the perfect opportunity to seek revenge on him.

“Fatso, give me back my head!” bellowed a golden lion, charging forward. It originally had nine heads but was left with eight after An Daochen consumed one; its hatred was consequently deepest.

“You have all mistaken me, I, An Daochen, have always been kind-hearted, and could never have made enemies of you. The dead fatty you speak of is most certainly not me,” An Daochen explained while trying to escape.

“Do not fear, Brother An, I will help you,” shouted a Heavenly Pride from afar, pretending to want to intervene but was in fact secretly channeling his Divine Power to form an invisible wall, blocking the fat man’s escape.

This Heavenly Pride also held a grudge against An Daochen and was just waiting for a chance to kick a man while he was down.

“Boom!”

The silver-haired Heavenly Pride attacked, his wings transforming into two silver Long Swords, darkening and distorting the void as they swiftly slashed down, carrying terrifying undulations.

An Daochen twisted his butt and his form nimbly dodged the attack.

Another Heavenly Pride, previously wronged by him, scattered a stretch of the Milky Way that turned into a net-like Dao Weapon, aiming to capture An Daochen.

An Daochen moved once again; despite his corpulent body, he was very agile and moved at great speed.

“Interesting,” murmured Lu Yun, watching the surrounded An Daochen without any intention of intervening.

“Roar!”

The Golden Lion joined the fray, roaring loudly with its eight remaining heads, and clearly eight spirals of golden light surged forth, like eight titanic waves, causing heaven and earth to resonate.

This was the Golden Lion’s Divine Ability, the true Lion Roar Skill, which not only rattled the Divine Soul with its sound waves, but also posed a terrifying physical attack that shattered the ground and snapped trees wherever it went, creating a fearsome sight.

“You beast, does it really matter that much just for eating one of your heads?” grumbled An Daochen as he fought back with all his might against the two Heavenly Prides and the Golden Lion, while many other Heavenly Prides lurked with bated breath.

“Roar!”

The Lion Roar Skill was extraordinary, further amplified by the simultaneous roaring of eight heads, the effect was not a simple sum but multiplied, magnitudes stronger than the Lion Roar Skill executed by a normal lion.

In this area, it was clearly felt that the sonic waves were almost tangible, like a tidal wave, covering the sky and earth.

Under the torrent of this golden sonic power, golden waves swept across, shattering rocks and turning them to dust.

“Damn lion, can’t you stop using that divine ability? It’s not only ineffective against that fatso, but it’s inadvertently helping him.”

At this moment, the Heavenly Pride, who was secretly exerting divine power to prevent An Daochen from escaping, reminded him.

It turned out that although the Golden Lion’s Lion Roar Skill was terrifyingly potent, it was an indiscriminate attack that enveloped the two Heavenly Prides along with An Daochen, forcing them to be distracted.

But the Golden Lion couldn’t care less and simply did as it pleased.

The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, that was the cognition of fierce beasts. If one couldn’t withstand even its Lion Roar Skill, how could such a person be fit to stand by its side against enemies?

Not only did the Golden Lion possess astonishing sonic divine abilities, but it also had an incredible physical body. Each time its golden paws struck down, they did so with the force of mountains collapsing and the earth splitting open. When they collided with An Daochen’s fists, runes sparked, divine sounds thundered, and the resulting anomaly horrified onlookers.

It wasn’t the Golden Lion that astonished people, but the fatso An Daochen. How could such a corporeal body contain such immense strength, enabling him to brawl with a Nine-headed Lion, a creature with a terrifyingly powerful body, without falling behind?

In fact, he might even have the upper hand.

Because while he was fighting with the Nine-headed Golden Lion, he was also fending off the killing strikes of two Heavenly Prides with Absolute Peak combat power.

“Shh!”

The Golden Lion spewed out eight beams of golden light, which at times turned into divine weapons and at other times into sharp, lustrous fangs, dazzling and brilliant like the scorching sun, suppressing An Daochen.

“What an amazing treasure,” admired An Daochen, a flash of golden light in his eyes, before taking out a three-foot-thick golden fang to fight against the Golden Lion.

“Damn it.”

Seeing the fang in An Daochen’s hand drove the Golden Lion nearly mad. That was one of the fangs from the head it had been beheaded from.

Each of its heads had cultivated a fang, sharp and hard enough to compare with a Two Seal Daoist Soldier.

Moreover, this was a combined Dao Weapon; if the nine fangs were assembled together, their might would be even more terrifying.

“Boom!”

The golden fangs collided, releasing a thunderous noise that echoed like a divine drum from the ninth heaven.

“It’s too terrifying, this fatso is practically a humanoid fierce beast, managing to brawl with the Golden Lion to this extent.”

“This guy is really crafty, using the Golden Lion’s treasure against it. That would drive anyone crazy.”

“With such strength, he’s another fearsome Heavenly Pride. I wonder where he came from. At least, I’ve never heard of his renown despite traveling the True Fire Domain for so long.”

“Isn’t that Lu Yun from the True Fire Domain? Had you heard of him before his battle with Li Chensha?”

“That’s different; the Green Flame Palace is after all the overlord of the True Fire Domain. It’s normal for an unknown prodigy to suddenly emerge from amongst the multitude of Heavenly Prides.”

…

The crowd discussed among themselves, shocked, and also secretly guessing the origin of An Daochen’s power.

Judging by the combat power he displayed, even if he was not as good as Lu Yun, he was still among the leading figures of the Heavenly Prides with Absolute Peak power.

Boom!

Another massive collision took place. The Golden Lion roared furiously; its sound waves surged like a vast ocean, and its golden light shone brilliantly like the sun, overwhelming everything as it pressed forward.

The silver-haired young man’s Feather Sword also tore through heaven and earth to strike down, and the other Heavenly Pride’s Magic Net cascaded like the Milky Way in reverse, completely sealing off An Daochen’s escape path.

“When a tiger doesn’t show its might, you all really think I’m just a sick cat, huh!”

An Daochen was furious, but his chubby round face, no matter how angry, could hardly convey much ire—in fact, it only appeared somewhat endearing.

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His body was very nimble; he dodged the Feather Sword and ignored the Magic Net, with divine light radiating from his body and treasure light enveloping him as he charged into battle.

“Kill!”

Behind him, a black hole appeared, releasing an astonishing aura. A golden Dao Weapon emerged, exuding dazzling radiance, and slashed towards the Golden Lion.

This was a pair of scissor-shaped Dao Weapons; their opening and closing resembled two golden dragons intertwined, emitting piercing divine light, indestructible.

The Golden Dragon Scissors charged forward, their dragon roars vibrating heaven and earth, causing souls to tremble and involuntarily inspiring awe.

“This Golden Dragon Scissors Dao Weapon used to be mine,” internally resented a Heavenly Pride upon seeing the fearsome weapon.

After the clash, the Golden Lion was in dire straits, one of its heads severed by the Golden Dragon Scissors, leaving only seven heads remaining.

“Ah!”

“I’ll fight you to the death!”

The Golden Lion howled to the sky, as if driven to madness, its divine dawn intensifying to the extreme. The brilliant golden light it emitted completely enveloped the surrounding world.

“Fine, then today I will chop off all your heads to prepare a braised lion’s head feast,” An Daochen said unfazed, his battle intent rising. At that moment, he was protected by treasure light, his divine dawn boiling, immensely powerful.

However, in the next instant, he was utterly dumbfounded.

The Golden Lion, furious just a moment before and showing such a terrifyingly strong demeanor—intent on fighting him to the death—suddenly turned tail and scampered away.