Stronger with More Jobs

Chapter 585 - 268: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 3)

Boom——!!!

The third heartbeat exploded like a bomb.

The entire kilometer-wide blood-colored Beast Fighting Arena was like stubborn iron thrown into a furnace, the dark red flesh dome twisted and tore crazily under the impact of an invisible mighty force.

The thick, bloody air was instantly expelled, only to be filled with a hotter, more violent aura.

Fang Qingyu’s body hovered in mid-air, supported by the golden lightning, curled like a wounded young beast.

But every inch of exposed skin emitted a terrifying "sizzling" sound.

It was as if it wasn’t flesh and blood, but ordinary iron thrown into a steel furnace.

The dark gold dragon scale patterns flickered madly under the skin, trying to resist the destructive power erupting from the depths of the marrow, the origin of the soul.

The jade bone was wailing.

The surface of the bones, as tenacious as spiritual jade, also showed dense, charred black cracks.

Every heartbeat.

Felt like an invisible giant hammer of thunder pounding fiercely on the body.

Fang Qingyu clenched his jaw so hard it shattered, blood mixed with a scorched smell spilling from the corner of his mouth.

This was the "Thunder God Origin Authority" that had never been activated all along...

Because every time he wanted to choose yes...

It seemed as if someone told him from within, "You’re not strong enough yet..."

But this moment, Fang Qingyu had no choice.

"Argh——!!!"

Fang Qingyu suddenly lifted his head, letting out a roar that didn’t sound human.

The golden lightning covering his body abruptly collapsed inward, then explosively expanded with an even more violent posture....

Like countless frenzied dancing golden lightning winding around every part of his body, finally rushing toward the one thing he could still barely control...

The Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash clenched in his hand!

Buzz—!

The ancient blade hummed under the unbearable burden, echoing the cries of dragons and sparrows.

On the blade’s spine.

The ancient Dragon Sparrow totem seemed infused with life, struggling to fly within the dazzling golden light.

The blade’s target was the huddled figure below...

Jiang Taixuan!

The astonishment and mocking leisure on Jiang Taixuan’s face shattered the moment the thunder appeared.

When he saw the blade pointing at him that instant...

Fear poured over Jiang Taixuan like ice water.

Because that long blade entwined with golden thunder, the direction it pointed...

He seemed to see it!

Saw a vague divine shadow standing towering at the edge of endless void, surrounded by billions of golden thunder snakes!

The thunder eyes surveying all life...

Coldly locked onto him, an ant who dared to desecrate divine power.

He’d die!

Would definitely die!!!

Whatever Martial Saint’s dignity, whatever composure in control of everything, was utterly crushed at this moment!

Only the most primitive, pure drive to survive remained.

Run!

He must run!

Get as far away from that blade, that person, that damned golden thunder domain as possible!

Jiang Taixuan’s barely recovered strength was crazily squeezed by his survival instincts, his hunched body exploding with unprecedented speed.

Not even daring to look back, his skinny legs kicked off fiercely.

The whole person darted away desperately like a frightened rabbit in the direction away from Fang Qingyu.

However.

He had barely leapt out less than ten feet...

Boom!!!

The entire kilometer-wide blood-colored space shuddered mightily.

The "sky" that resembled a Divine Country descending, illuminated by golden thunder...

The constantly writhing dark red fleshy mega-dome, was suddenly replaced entirely by a thick swirling golden thundercloud.

The thundercloud hung low, seemingly pressing right overhead.

Countless thick golden electrical snakes frantically darted and roared within the cloud!

The formidable Heavenly Might thunderously descended!

Jiang Taixuan, mid-flight, was smacked down hard like by an invisible giant hand.

"Pah—!"

A mouthful of dark red, nearly black foul blood spewed forth!

The whole person crashed down with greater speed than when fleeing like a kite with the string cut.

The sticky, fleshy ground was smashed into a deep pit, blood splattering everywhere.

Jiang Taixuan’s limbs braced hard against the ground, his emaciated back trembling fiercely as if bearing a mountain range, making his bones groan "creak creak!"

No matter how he summoned the Martial Saint’s power or invoked the Gluttonous Stomach’s space authority, the descending Heavenly Might was like an iron cage, pinning him to the spot immovably...

Jiang Taixuan struggled to lift his twisted, deformed old face.

His muddy eyes stared unwaveringly up at the figure also agonizingly struggling in the golden thunder above, yet firmly holding the blade locked on him!

Fang Qingyu floated at the center of the golden lightning, the broken Eternal Night Radiant Armor long since turned to ashes, revealing the scorched, cracked, continuously oozing golden red blood beneath.

Every spark of golden lightning took away large swathes of burnt skin and flesh, revealing the blackened jade bone beneath.

But the hand gripping the blade was steady as a rock!

The melted gold vertical pupils burned with equally tortured yet more frenzied flames, piercing through the raging golden lightning to collide with Jiang Taixuan’s venomous gaze below!

The charred corners of his mouth twitched upward with great difficulty, mixing fresh blood with thunder fragments, his hoarse voice cutting through the thunderstorm roar to land clearly on Jiang Taixuan’s heart:

"Old dog... dare to bet... one more time?"

"Bet... bet on what?!"

Jiang Taixuan roared, his voice distorted and deformed under extreme pressure.

Fang Qingyu’s melted gold vertical pupils locked onto him tightly, the golden thunder wrapped around the blade howling more frantically, pointing straight to the sky!

"Bet on this sky-full of thunder falling..." Fang Qingyu’s grin against the lightning backdrop was like Asura.

"Which one of us dies first!!!"

...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within the sticky, twisted blood-fleshed passage, boomed the thundering sound of frantic running, along with the heavy, chaotic panting of dozens of grandmasters in desperate flight.

"Hurry! Faster! That damned thing’s catching up again!"