Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

The sky.

The Fire Giants gradually ceased their wandering.

Their bodies gradually dispersed, transforming into pure energy that flowed and merged with each other.

The power of fire faded away.

The wind.

Began to rise.

A gentle breeze swept across the entire world.

The desolate hill region.

Within a dilapidated house.

Wu Xiaode naturally noticed the changes happening outside.

The Wind Disaster is coming!

But his attention was not yet focused on the external changes, but rather he was concentrating on the cabin depicted in the Book of the Dead.

"I have never seen such a sequence... nor such a usage,"

he murmured.

A few lines of ice crystal characters floated up from the cabin:

"Pangu Primordial Sequence・Initial Placement."

"Exclusive to champions, personalized customization;"

"Unauthorized copies not permitted;"

"Shape it, rot it, beyond anyone's control;"

"Though a million people may pass, I rot alone."

Wu Xiaode quickly finished reading and couldn't help but chuckle.

Perhaps this sequence had been carried by other champions, dying countless times, and this last instance couldn't take it anymore.

As soon as it heard about rotting, it was even more eager than himself!

The cabin urged:

"Champion, give it a try. This is an evolved new sequence!"

"Okay,"

Wu Xiaode replied.

Epiphanies emerged in his mind.

He stretched out his hand, touched the page, and said with a light shout:

"Load!"

Two lines of ice crystal characters swiftly emerged:

"You have now loaded a special class combat sequence:"

"Pangu Primordial Sequence・Initial Placement."

The entire cabin vanished from the page and appeared directly around Wu Xiaode.

The cabin was roughly 100 square meters in size.

Centered around Wu Xiaode, it enveloped him and gradually became invisible, vanishing into the void.

From this moment on, these 100 square meters were all part of the sequence's territory.

As for how to activate this combat sequence—

Wu Xiaode already understood in his heart.

He sat down directly on the ground, laid his body sideways, and reclined on the floor.

Ding!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, a gentle voice emerged in his ear:

"Champion has merged with the sequence into one, ready for combat!"

"The current sequence power is very weak, only providing the following ability:"

"Lie Flat (Level 1)."

"The moment the champion takes the position of lying flat, this sequence power is activated immediately."

"Description: Within the encompassing range of the sequence, no matter what the champion does, it appears as if lying flat and will not be discovered."

"Lying on the ground, you become an object manifested by the sequence, immune to all damage."

Wu Xiaode sat up from the ground and looked back.

He saw another self still lying there, maintaining the posture of lying down to sleep.

——It was somewhat like an out-of-body experience.

"Little Black, can you see me?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

On the Book of the Dead, Little Black looked down and asked in confusion:

"Aren't you just lying on the ground? Of course, I can see you."

Wu Xiaode stood up and waved at it:

"What about this me?"

Little Black looked around, puzzled: "Which you? There's only one of you, lying on the ground not doing anything."

Wu Xiaode felt reassured.

Once the sequence was activated, within a range of about 100 square meters, everyone could only see a "self" that was lying on the ground.

This "self" was immune to all harm.

So—

He lightly cut his arm with a knife, and at once, a thin wound appeared, bleeding.

The real self could be injured.

But there was also good news.

The real self remained unseen by others.

At this moment, Wu Xiaode fully understood the power of the sequence.

"Feels like you're a combat skill,"

Wu Xiaode said to Little Black

"I am a combat sequence to begin with, and besides, this is just the start. I will become very strong in the future!"

Little Black responded confidently.

Wu Xiaode nodded thoughtfully.

If the sequence became stronger, what would happen?

——Spread over the entire world, making all beings play dumb?

Let's leave that aside for now, it's perfect for learning the Hongmeng Fist Skill—

Tai Chu!

Wu Xiaode walked back and forth in the room and suddenly performed a water-drawing magic.

Water appeared out of nowhere and surged towards him.

——This time, nothing unexpected happened.

Yes.

To the outside world, he always appeared to be lying flat, not even preparing to practice the fist skill!

Even those accidents failed to notice he was bathing!

Wu Xiaode exclaimed with joy, "This is good. It seems lying flat was the right choice."

"Who says it wasn't? This was crafted especially for you,"

Little Black spoke as it floated in mid-air.

"Thanks a lot."

Wu Xiaode washed himself clean according to the requirements for fist skill practice, and took out some precious plants from the Holy Treasure Ring and lit them, using them as incense.

Next was prayer.

——Not sure what to pray for, but praying seems right anyway.

He stood in place with his hands together and said:

"Tai Chu Fist Skill, please let me learn to use you. I will use you to fight, to thrash all the trash, to stir up a storm of blood and violence in the world, instead of being covered in dust for eternity."

The prayer ended.

Only meditation remained.

Meditation is a term from both the cultivation and magic aspects, focusing on clearing the mind and spirit, forgetting both self and object.

Wu Xiaode sat down and prepared to complete this final requirement for practice.

He closed his eyes, gradually cleared all distractions, forgot both self and object, and entered a meditative state.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Time flashed by.

A row of ice crystal characters emerged:

"Enter meditation, please maintain for one hour to complete this procedure."

Wu Xiaode sat upright, silently meditating, gradually sensing something in his heart.

Suddenly.

Something happened.

This was not an accident, but it just happened to be the appointed time.

In the sky.

A mysterious fluctuation suddenly erupted, quickly spreading throughout the entire Pangu World.

All beings had a message appear in their minds:

"The Primordial Tribulation of Wind, Fire, Earth, and Water's third calamity is imminent!"

"The third calamity is: Wind Disaster."

"Those who survive this calamity first will immediately gain 0.5 life levels."

"All beings with higher life levels may force those around them with lower levels to die instantly, entering 'Hell'."

"Countdown ten seconds, the Wind Disaster is descending!"

The entire world was in an uproar.

Wasn't it said that after surviving the Four Tribulations, one could improve by one life level?

How come it's starting now?

In front of this rule, all creatures, as well as mysterious lives, were equal!

Whoever gained 0.5 life level could order their enemies to die!

Wu Xiaode's meditation was interrupted, and he slowly opened his eyes.

In fact, he could have continued to meditate, but he remembered something.

After all the worlds had merged back into the Pangu World—

Billions of beings were within Pangu World.

If the mysterious lives were allowed to survive the Wind Disaster first, wouldn't all other beings have only death to face?

Previously, relying on the power of "love, dreams, and world peace," even mysterious lives had to fight one by one to kill other beings.

Moreover, the continuous chaos of the Rain and Fire Disasters.

So, while having to adapt to the human body and face the double calamities, the majority of beings had survived!

But once the Wind Disaster passed, everything would be different.

That was forced death!

Under this rule, what's actually the most important is—

"First" to survive the calamity.

That's to say, it's a race to see who can survive the calamity first!

Whoever gains 0.5 life level first can annihilate all other species around them!

Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth.

There was no other way.

Mysterious lives had actually taken the lead.

"The next calamity is coming, and it's a thousand times more terrifying than the Fire Giant, even we might perish if we're not careful."

These were Emperor Bai's exact words!

They knew what was about to happen!

Beings had already fallen behind…

No!

We cannot let all beings be killed off like this!

Otherwise, there won't be many living beings left in the future; all will be mysterious lives—what's the point of playing then?!

With this thought,

Wu Xiaode resolutely took action.

He pressed on the fairy's green vine brooch and directly transformed into a Qilin.

This was a Qilin he had once killed!

"Holy Walk Wall, begin the live broadcast."

The Qilin spoke in human language.

As it spoke, it retracted its sequence.

The entire room became clean and tidy.

"Broadcasting to:"

"All beings who have not sided with the mysterious lives."

"Starting immediately!"

On the Book of the Dead, the Holy Walk Wall gradually lit up, transforming into a screen of light and shadow.

——The live broadcast began!

The Qilin cleared its throat and said to the camera:

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"I am the auspicious beast, Qilin."

"What an auspicious beast is, you all understand, right?"

"That's right, I'm the Divine Beast that brings all of you fortune."

"The Wind Disaster is coming, and I'm worried that many of you won't be able to survive it, so I'm starting a live broadcast."

"What? You ask how to survive the Wind Disaster?"

"I don't know for the time being, but as a Divine Beast, I have extensive experience with these strange phenomena."

"Besides, if someone finds a way to survive the disaster, please send a barrage message to me immediately."

"I will tell everyone right away."

"Let's work together!"

He had just finished speaking when a huge rocket appeared on the screen.

A top donor was born!

But right now, the top donor is not what's important.

"Eh? Which bro gave me a rocket? Thanks a lot, but right now we need to—"

The Qilin suddenly closed its mouth, widened its eyes, and looked down below the screen.

Line by line, prompt runes appeared in the private chat.

"Lucky that you have this live streaming skill."

"I know how to survive the Wind Disaster, I'll tell you now, and you tell everyone."

"East wind arrives with jumps and bounces; the west wind carries one over with head and feet reversed; embrace for north and south winds, wild winds laugh madly."

"It seems ludicrous, but you should believe me."

"The code word:"

"You're buried by the spring and the dirt consumes your bone, I stay in the world with snow on my head."

"Don't believe it? Here's the second code word:"

"The long canal flows silently under the moon, in the sparse shadow of the apricot flowers, playing the flute until dawn."

All the prompt runes had finished displaying.

At the same time.

At the other end of a distant world.

A youth with an orchid in his hair and a long sword slung at his waist, wearing snow-white clothes, yawned and asked:

"Are we truly done with this place?"

A gentle yet masculine voice responded:

"He has grown up, I believe in him."

This was a man wearing a bamboo hat, with several menacing flying swords floating behind him.

If Wu Xiaode had been there, he would have recognized him as the Swordsman Gu Qingshan who floated above the Blood Sea.

"More importantly, we can't manage it anymore."

The youth in white spoke lazily.

"It's time to go and face... those genuinely troublesome opponents."

Gu Qingshan glanced back at the vast Pangu World, placed his hand on his bamboo hat, and stepped into the Void.

He and the swords behind him vanished.

The youth in white followed suit, murmuring:

"After we finish this battle, I want to open a museum right next to your barbecue stall and bar."

"That's what you call appealing to both refined and popular tastes."

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