novelraw Chapter 852 452: The Outcome Is Decided. From Now On, Everything of Yours Will Be Taken Over by Me.
Chapter 852 452: The Outcome Is Decided. From Now On, Everything of Yours Will Be Taken Over by Me.
Under the unique sense of smell of Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue, Lei Ying and the others finally found their way.
They followed the path cleared by Duan Yun and descended all the way to the first tomb chamber.
But once they arrived, their clues broke off again.
The swirling quicksand not only blocked their path but also hindered Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue from detecting any scents.
Leng Yimeng showed no sign of giving up, sniffed forcefully, and said, "The place is filled with his scent, but he is no longer here."
The area was marked with signs of battle, three of the seven star lamps had gone out, and the walls bore traces of swords and blades.
Yet, for now, they couldn't find a way out.
Leng Yixue hung from a coffin and looked at the still swirling sand below, saying, "Could they have left through this sand?"
Just as she was about to lean into the sand to sniff it, suddenly, a terrifying voice yelled out, "I want to be a Hero!"
Though the sound wasn't loud when it reached here, barely discernible, the aura and atmosphere still struck them with fear.
At this moment, Feng Ling'er unexpectedly relaxed and said, "It should be fine now."
"Huh?"
In Feng Ling'er's past experiences, if an opponent shouted this sentence, they were generally at a disadvantage; one might even say the outcome was decided.
Because it represented the Heroic Spirit had occupied the opponent's mind, making it extremely difficult for them to regain higher ground.
Indeed, Feng Ling'er's deduction was accurate, as Wei Wuxing was reaching his end.
He still had many skills left unexecuted, but now his body was penetrated by Bitter Spring Rain Blade Qi and washed over by abundant Heroic Spirit; he had no space to showcase them.
He could only blame himself for a moment's carelessness, and Old Demon Duan was simply too ruthless; a single oversight and he'd nearly be killed by Old Demon Duan.
The fiercest wolf and the wildest dog wouldn't be this ruthless.
Because wild wolves and dogs at most bite a chunk off, while Old Demon Duan means to kill.
Seeing Duan Yun's fist about to strike again, Wei Wuxing mustered his last ounce of strength to shout, "Can we reconcile now?"
Duan Yun paused briefly and said, "Reconcile? At this moment? You must be joking."
"Fire Fist!"
With a boom, Wei Wuxing's hair was incinerated.
To be honest, Wei Wuxing's exterior did resemble that of a handsome man, something unchanged even if he farted and drilled into corpses' bodies.
Unfortunately, he was about to die!
He continued to struggle, shouting, "No more tricks! I promise no more tricks! I have a lot of treasures!"
"Lots of secrets!"
"This Underground Martial World is full of treasures, there are even some in this tomb!"
"Spare me!"
"Spare me and it's all yours!"
Duan Yun's Fire Fist halted, asked, "Is that so?"
Wei Wuxing's eyes lit up with joy, and he said, "Really! Ah! I'll take you to find them right now!"
"No need! I'll check it myself!"
As soon as Duan Yun finished speaking, his hand already pressed onto Wei Wuxing's bald head.
"Beiming Divine Skill!"
Wei Wuxing's True Qi instantly surged into Duan Yun's palm.
Of course, this True Qi was incredibly solid, yet Duan Yun considered his own no less substantial.
But he didn't quite like this True Qi.
Because when True Qi reaches this level, it connects with the Martial Artist's Divine Soul, allowing him to sense Wei Wuxing's unwillingness and immense suffering, feeling akin to consuming a potent herbal medicine.
Still, Duan Yun didn't stop, he didn't favor this True Qi, but he wished to view this guy's memories.
He had to admit, Wei Wuxing was a formidable opponent.
And for him to possess these martial arts, there must have been quite a few extraordinary experiences.
Especially regarding his mention of the "Underground Martial World," which piqued great interest in Duan Yun.
By now, fragments of memory had entered Duan Yun's Sea of Consciousness.
Duan Yun witnessed parts of Wei Wuxing's experiences over the years.
The experiences were messy but rich, some even quite horrifying.
Stuff like Ghost Lantern, Golden Jade Corpse of Black River City, Enchanting Corpse Queen, Cliff Famous Weapon, etc.
Just as he spoke of, some of it was indeed true; for instance, there really was a Martial World underground, a world mysterious and strong.
Because many Martial Artists, after perfecting their skills, seek not just to dominate the world but also to overcome life and death, aspiring for eternal dominance.
It's for this reason that the world underground isn't silent; rather, it holds secrets that are somewhat spine-chilling.
Duan Yun even saw Wei Wuxing hiding his tomb-robbing map within his belly.
"Hmm, belly?"
Wei Wuxing had already realized that Duan Yun wasn't merely absorbing his power but also siphoning his memories.
At this moment, Wei Wuxing glared with intent and said, "Old Demon Duan, you can't do this."
As he spoke, his belly rumbled with thunder.
"Damn it, is the rotten mouse trying to fart again?"
Duan Yun slammed a palm onto his belly, with a boom, Wei Wuxing's belly sank, forcing out the thunder through his back.
A huge fart escaped from his back.
Yet Duan Yun suddenly realized, something felt off in his hand.
Beiming Divine Skill had been absorbing Qi from Wei Wuxing's scalp consistently, with no significant change in volume, but right then, it suddenly felt much lighter.
And then, as Wei Wuxing's skin rippled like waves, it erupted just afterward.
With a snap, at the moment of the skin bursting, he dropped down like peeled flesh.
The bastard had peeled off his own skin!
Such a sudden change startled Duan Yun.
Having robbed countless tombs, Wei Wuxing mastered numerous sinister skills, including the Skin Peeling Technique learned from a Red-clothed Taoist's tomb chamber.
It must be said that this Taoist's martial arts and techniques were full of strange tricks, including self-eyeball piercing for a critical hit, pulling out his own teeth as concealed weapons, and even a sword made of human vertebrae, etc.