One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Even more terrifying was the huge chasm that spread from Su Heng’s feet.

It swept across hundreds of meters, sweeping over the entire battlefield, before finally crashing down onto the high platform with a boom.

The platform shook violently, cracks spread, and then it collapsed directly. Thick black smoke billowed as Jialan Gunna, the future Buddha standing atop, could never have anticipated such an event. His eyes widened in shock, and unprepared, he fell face up to the ground.

When he climbed out of the rubble, dirtied and disheveled, Jialan Gunna was a mixture of shock and fury, his anger shooting straight to his head, exploding in a frenzy as he roared, "Kill him! At all costs, kill him!"

With orders given, the Heavenly Deceit experts in the military formation began to move.

At this level of cultivation, they had extremely rich combat experience. Knowing the terrifying nature of Su Heng’s physical prowess, they dared not approach him lightly. Instead, they all kept a certain distance, channeling their full strength, and with the boost from the military formation, they unleashed barrages of attacks at Su Heng like artillery fire.

Su Heng’s stature was towering and, with the military formation suppressing and reducing his speed, he directly became a live target.

Initially, he tried to dodge, but soon he was engulfed in powerful energy. Su Heng let out a grim laugh and simply gave up trying to evade. He stretched out his arms and allowed all the ferocious attacks to hit him.

Fire expanded, and dust erupted.

The combined strength of more than a dozen Heavenly Deceit wielders manifested into a smokescreen that touched the sky, engulfing Su Heng’s colossal figure completely.

Luo Sang was gasping for breath, even with the support of the military formation.

After using several powerful Secret Techniques in a row, he felt a significant drain on his strength.

Sweat dripped from his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He gasped for air, then spat vehemently onto the ground.

"Damn it, such fierce attacks could shatter a mountain in their way, this guy can’t possibly still be alive, can he?" Luo Sang couldn’t help but curse angrily, his eyes trembling as if he were a criminal awaiting judgment, fixated on the smoke that obscured the sky in front of him.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Unfortunately—

Wings spread, casting a shadow.

A lofty and indifferent voice came from within the smoke.

"Release, Supreme Martial Form!" Su Heng stepped forward, wings spread, horns, sharp fangs, and the long bone tail whipping behind him, as well as the enormous eight-meter-tall figure in his full form. Su Heng’s face was covered with a triangular Bone Armor, and at the corner of his mouth was an almost elegant sneer, "Now, the game is over."

"What the hell is this thing!" Luo Sang’s eyes shook violently, and just from glimpsing it from afar, he felt like he had fallen into an abyss.

Just overcoming the instinct to turn and flee had nearly exhausted all the strength inside his heart, let alone facing such a monster.

Strangely, Luo Sang recalled the words he had said to the captive not long before.

Back then, he boasted without shame, comparing the soldiers of Skull Plain to a pack of wolves. If they were wolves, then what was this monster before him? An ancient tyrannosaur?

"Roar!"

Amidst the unspeakable terror trembling through the many Heavenly Deceit experts,

Su Heng had already charged into the enemy ranks, starting a massacre. Wherever he went, corpses were strewn everywhere, and severed limbs flew about.

His strength was still sealed and restricted, but in his Supreme Warrior state, his robust physique felt almost no shackles. Thus, Jialan Gunna’s pride, the military formation, only made Su Heng’s slaughter even more brutal and bloody, besides that, it was practically useless.

His wings fluttered, his long arms swept across, or he would lift and smash down entire watchtowers on the battlefield...

In the end, crack!

Two Heavenly Deceit experts from Skull Plain who couldn’t dodge in time were caught in Su Heng’s hands.

A savage smile spread across his face. As ideas from his dissections and research on the Dragon Guards flooded his mind, a mad idea formed in Su Heng’s head. Flesh spores rebuild flesh, Gravity Manipulation twists bodies, energy is infused, leading to mutation—

Amid a terrifying chorus of screams,

The ribs rose sharply, piercing the skin and covering with a layer of crimson muscle, transforming into axe blades. The legs beneath fused, elongating, the flesh remodeling and sticking together, mutating into a handle. After a few manipulations, two bloody, cruel battle-axes appeared in Su Heng’s hands.

They might not have been sharp, but the bodies of the Heavenly Deceit experts were tough enough, and with Su Heng’s energy bolstering them, they were more than adequate as Divine Weapons.

And what was even more horrifying,

Was that despite having become such miserable creatures, these two Heavenly Deceit were still alive.

Their bloody heads were twisted in terror, frozen in the posture of screeching, embedded on the top of the battle-axes.

Su Heng burst into wild laughter, his lips stained with blood, wielding two bloody, ultimate living axes chopping left and right, thrusting and smashing. With each swing in Su Heng’s hands, a desperate scream inevitably accompanied it.

Moreover, as more and more people died on the battlefield, the power of the army formation continued to weaken. It was like a balance scale gradually losing its equilibrium, collapsing towards Su Heng’s side.

It began with a jet of force bursting forth from his body, followed by a second stream, then a third...

By the end, it was like a volcanic eruption, altering the heavenly phenomena.

Thunder roared in the sky, while on the ground, a smoke-like force swept across in all directions. The ground was peeled back layer by layer, the army formation destroyed by the flood-like forces, with hundreds of soldiers being tossed into the air, screaming in terror. Wherever Su Heng walked, it was as if the end of the world had arrived, a grossly exaggerated scene.

"Jialan Gunna, that son of a bitch, what the hell did he bring upon us!?" Luo Sang shivered uncontrollably, finally unable to hold on any longer, his face turned pale, his body shaking like a sieve.

He cast aside his responsibilities, his honor, and all other dignities.

Filled completely with fear, he turned tail and ran.

Regrettably...

Even so, he still could not survive.

A blood-red arc slashed across the sky, and before Luo Sang could escape a hundred meters, he was cut directly in half, split into two pieces from top to bottom.

"..."

And on this battlefield, Jialan Gunna, the commander-in-chief, was even more disgraceful than Luo Sang.

Seeing Su Heng burst from the midst of the army formation, feeling the rolling force coming like a natural disaster destroying everything, Jialan Gunna didn’t hesitate at all and chose to flee for his life at the first opportunity.

"If I can successfully escape this time, I swear I’ll never set foot within the Great Zhou territory again," gasped Jialan Gunna, his face a picture of panic, looking as pathetic as a dog that has lost its home. As he cursed angrily, he swore oaths in his heart, "Damn it, this place is like the Demon Cave, too terrifying!"

Despite his corpulent figure, his speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed out of the camp, crossed a forest, and just as he was about to scale a barren mountain, a firelight suddenly appeared before him.

Fiery Sun Sect’s senior sister, Qin Shunying, with her cold features, stood atop flames, stepping out from the void.

Bang!

Their palms collided.

A circle of red firelight exploded in the air, Jialan Gunna was forcefully flung away, crashing into a distant rock wall like a cannonball.

He crawled out from the debris, face covered in dirt, looking at Qin Shunying with a gaze filled with twisted hate and undeniable greed.

But at this point, he didn’t dare to waste time lingering any longer.

Without any hesitation, Jialan Gunna turned to change directions, only for another figure to emerge from the void. The person, with white hair and beard, a robust body, was none other than the Li Family’s Supreme Elder, Li Wangchuan.

Sweat beaded on Jialan Gunna’s forehead, and he turned back again, not even taking two steps before a flash of golden light appeared in front of him. Holding a dragon-headed cane and with a cold smile on his face, Shang Qingqiu appeared before him.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, Jialan Gunna stood rooted to the spot, his face turning ashen, as he finally came to his senses.

He no longer struggled but slowly turned around.

Upon a mountain peak behind him, Su Heng’s tall figure loomed, as imposing as a dragon and as sinister as a demon.

With his back to the setting sun, his hair whipping wildly, the blood-red light in his eyes was clearly visible. Standing there motionless, the aura he emitted turned into wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spreading through the void, suppressing everything. It was like a cage that pinned him in place, unable to advance or retreat, frozen.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Su Heng’s mouth slowly twisted into a grin, his face finally revealing a cruel smile.