Holy Fist!-Chapter 1108 - 470: The Battle Ends, Visiting the Crane Master!
That was an entity close to the root, attempting to break through, adopting means. The Six Desires Heavenly Book, consisting of six different desires, spread throughout the Void depths. All cultivators would become the food of that entity, their cultivated desires would be devoured and transformed into some forbidden power.
In the long years, that entity had already successfully condensed the power of hate and anger. He stripped away the power of hatred, choosing a genius who had once cultivated the Six Desires Heavenly Book as a bearer of his will. He tasked him to replace himself, to harvest all who had cultivated the Six Desires Heavenly Book, burying them in mysterious coffins.
The embodiment of hatred had Grandmaster level combat power and had never failed.
Until this moment.
"Wait..."
The figure in the blood chains attempted to explain, watching as a palm was about to descend.
However, Bai Xiao, in his wrath, showed no restraint.
"Boom!"
Sixteen Dragons, twenty-nine Elephants, roared and shook furiously, setting off an unprecedented terrifying explosion. The surging crimson-gold flames, comparable to a volcanic eruption, turned everything around into high-temperature lava, causing the ground to crack.
"Ah!"
The embodiment of hatred had no resistance whatsoever, directly blown apart by Bai Xiao’s furious strike, shattering into fragments of blood-colored chains scattered in the sky.
"Crash..."
Countless blood lights fell, shaking heaven and earth, as if reflecting the fall of a Grandmaster Level entity. In the distance, those six mysterious coffins corresponding to the six desires were also reduced to ash under the absolute crushing power.
"Sizzle..."
Bai Xiao’s fist was steaming as he slowly retracted it.
He had just exhausted all the power of the Dragon Elephant Scripture in one go.
Bai Xiao turned, still gazing in the direction where Wu Binghe had disappeared.
He had embedded the power of the Yellow Springs Demon Scroll into Wu Binghe’s mind, and although Wu was taken away by the Demon Bird’s will, the power of Yellow Springs might still remain, capable of igniting the senior brother’s will. After all, the Demon Bird’s true self was not here; it remained at the Beidou Seven Stars. What had just appeared were remnants of the Demon Bird’s will, automatically activated within Fear Nightmares for defense.
"I hope the power of the Yellow Springs Demon Scroll proves useful."
Bai Xiao murmured to himself.
At the same time, in an unknown area within the Void depths.
"Roar!!!"
A huge terrifying roar reverberated throughout the universe, shaking the firmament.
"The embodiment of hatred has been vanquished!"
"Who did it!?"
...
Fear Nightmare, Beidou Holy Temple.
Under the deterrence of Bai Xiao’s power, the black-gray fear mist began to retreat far away, finally leaving Conquest City, revealing its original appearance.
However, the once magnificent city was now riddled with holes.
It had already encountered wave after wave of fear assaults.
Just now, it had also endured a Grandmaster-level battle, causing even more severe destruction. Even more, a large portion of the buildings and walls had collapsed and crumbled, turning into ruins.
At the top floor of Beidou Holy Temple.
A frail old man leaned against the window, witnessing Bai Xiao’s entire display of power. Including the defeat of the Fear Knight and resistance against the Demon Bird’s will.
He breathed weakly, muttering to himself.
"If it’s him, perhaps..."
"He might truly be able to preserve the world in the face of the fear invasion."
The life fire of the Master of the Holy Temple weakened further, visibly extinguishing. His breath dwindled like a withered tree, quietly glancing outside. There was no longer any dense fear mist shrouding, and the old outline of Conquest City lay before his eyes. Though worn and dilapidated, the old man could still conjure up memories of the once vibrant city full of birds and flowers.
"So quiet..."
At this moment, he felt a long-lost tranquility.
Even for just a moment, the Master of the Holy Temple found contentment.
His aging, cloudy eyes pierced through hundreds of meters, locking onto the iconic clock tower building of Conquest City. At its top, a figure stood silently.
Turning his head, Bai Xiao’s face came into view.
The two exchanged distant glances, nodding to each other with understanding.
"Goodbye..."
The Master of the Holy Temple whispered softly.
In the next instant, his life fire completely extinguished, the divine light in his pupils dissipated entirely. At the same time, the energy source of the entire Beidou Holy Temple could no longer sustain, and the Holy Light Source within the Holy Light Pool shattered and exploded on the spot.
"Boom!"
The Beidou Holy Temple collapsed on the spot, crumbling layer by layer.
Vast expanses of dim golden light fell like rain from the sky.
Bai Xiao retracted his gaze, silently turning away.
"Buzz!"
The world spun, reality flipped.
He returned to the real world.
Before him was a dawn sky tinged with the white of fish belly.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Outside the quiet cultivation courtyard, footsteps rapidly approached.
"Hall Master."
"The Door Worshiping Letter from the He Xian Martial Arts Hall has just been delivered!"
