Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

The mysterious life on the ground was no longer viable.

Wu Xiaode took out a Gold Coin, thought for a moment, and broke off a piece the size of a fingernail cover and placed it in his palm.

"Pity the mortals, about to die yet clinging to life, give him another breath,"

he chanted.

The faint Holy Light fell on the mysterious life, raising its bloodline a fraction.

"This is my sacrifice, if the sequence doesn't want it, I'll kill it. In that case, you get nothing..."

Wu Xiaode lifted the mysterious life and said indifferently,

"---Speak your answer."

There was a moment of silence upon the altar.

Suddenly.

The voice became angry:

"Mortal, with your insignificant body, you offend the dignity of the Holy---"

Wu Xiaode suddenly drew the Desert Sword and stabbed it into the chest of the mysterious life, asking lazily:

"Well, sacrifice, do you want it or not?"

This thrust would surely kill the mysterious life.

---Meaning if you don't take it, I'll send him to Hell and won't offer him to you.

An awkward silence ensued.

Wu Xiaode squinted, fully alert, ready to deploy "Twin Dragons of Kan and Li" for battle at any moment.

Dare you come?

Dare you have a fight with me?

Under the idea of "love, dreams, and world peace," a sequence beast, no matter how strong, is merely a vessel of blood!

Time passed by slowly.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly---

The mysterious life on the ground was abruptly pulled into darkness, vanishing from sight.

"Don't rush, I'll let you see the true situation."

Little Black sent a message.

The next moment.

The altar and the boundless darkness gradually turned into illusion, and the figure of the sequence beast reappeared before Wu Xiaode's eyes.

It was seen holding the mysterious life, blood and flesh flying as it ate.

---Damn dog.

Perhaps for these sequence beasts, even a tiny bit of benefit has to be secured first before anything else?

Wu Xiaode spoke:

"The sacrifice has already been given, is there any reward?"

The sequence beast spoke impatiently:

"Take this, mortal, your disrespect may stem from your own crudeness, perhaps from ignorance and lack of knowledge."

"I have seen countless of your kind among the masses, you are the least representative of civilization among humans."

"So you must prove you are worthy of owning Heavenly Realm Skin!"

"Otherwise---"

"Your fate will be death!"

The voice faded.

The entire illusion vanished into nothingness.

The sequence beast was gone.

Only a neatly laid out Parchment remained in front of Wu Xiaode.

He picked up the Parchment, opened it, and saw lines of small characters:

"Divine's Gift."

"This task is jointly issued by the nine sequences."

"Description: Starting now, every hour, a carefully selected warrior from each sequence will be directly teleported to face you in a life and death duel."

"Each time you defeat an opponent, you can receive a corresponding reward; if you fail, Heavenly Realm Skin will be stripped from you."

"This stripping cannot be resisted."

"The challenge will continue for 24 hours."

"Of course, you may also give up this task and accept the punishment:"

"Seventy-two sequence strong ones will join forces to send you to the altar, and all that you have will be sacrificed."

As soon as Wu Xiaode finished reading, the parchment scroll instantly burnt to ashes.

At the same time.

Several lines of prompt runes also emerged on the Book of the Dead:

"At this moment, when the situation of Pangu is unclear, the sequence beast is uncertain how to deal with you."

"Prove that you deserve to live!"

"Or else, you will be hunted until death."

Wu Xiaode gave a faint smile.

He had thought it would burst forth and have a fight with him.

Who knew it would only play these tricks.

It thinks it can break him through endless battles, not knowing that this is of no concern to him.

For those who scuffle in the streets, fighting is as natural as eating or drinking.

---Even quite interesting.

A tense voice suddenly rose from the passage:

"Boss... is it over?"

Wu Xiaode turned his head to look.

He saw Skinny Wolf crawling out from a corner.

"You're not dead?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Boss, when you told us to leave, I ran without looking back, I didn't dare stop," Skinny Wolf said with residual fear.

Wu Xiaode paused.

Right, when the mysterious life had unleashed the full power of the giant blade, he had warned everyone.

"Where did you hide?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I hid in the iron shelter of the underground armory, in the furthest corner of the men's bathroom," said Skinny Wolf.

Wu Xiaode was speechless for a moment.

Alright then.

This guy not only follows orders but is also quite clever.

"I've already dealt with the invading enemy, and there shouldn't be anyone bothering everyone for a while,"

Wu Xiaode patted him on the shoulder, "The task of counting personnel and dealing with the aftermath is up to you."

"Yes, boss, but I haven't seen Qiong... Is she still alive?" Skinny Wolf asked.

"She's fine, don't worry," Wu Xiaode said.

"That's a relief. I was thinking if Qiong were gone, you might be too lonely and I could introduce my sister to you," Skinny Wolf said tentatively, gauging his reaction.

Wu Xiaode's brow twitched, and he replied woodenly, "No need, get back to work."

"Yes!" Skinny Wolf turned and left.

Wu Xiaode stood there, pondering for a moment.

An hour.

Every hour, a carefully selected mysterious life from the nine sequences would come to battle him to the death.

---Then isn't it time to keep increasing one's strength?

"Golden Dog," Wu Xiaode called out.

"I'm here; what is it?" Golden Dog appeared on the Book of the Dead.

"Continue to sacrifice my collection of jade slips. The 'Soul Suppressing' fist isn't enough; I must become stronger!" Wu Xiaode declared.