CHAPTER 277
CHAPTER 277 The Rending of the Eye—Battle’s End
The Eye of Flesh and Blood was a rare phenomenon. The simplified version of the Eye of Flesh and Blood was even rarer. In essence, it was a complete disregard for the rules of Silver Patterns using one's physical body.
The terror of the Eye of Flesh and Blood lay in its possessors' unimaginable physical strength. This level of physical power, combined with the Eye of Flesh and Blood, created an absolute killing weapon in the Ancient Realm. Any owner of the Eye of Flesh and Blood was effectively a quasi-Divine realm expert.
However, the simplified version of the Eye of Flesh and Blood was not as straightforward. It was essential to recognize that Zhanglang Ge and Zhanglang Gu, who were also from the Ancient Realm and had fought their way up from the bottom, were not to be underestimated. Despite the low quality of the Silver Pattern power of the natural order, they each possessed one or two patterns, though their strength was not overwhelming.
“You may ignore the power of our Silver Patterns,” Zhanglang Ge taunted, “but you cannot disregard the physical strength we have painstakingly trained, the Origin Power skills we have diligently cultivated, and the combat techniques we have meticulously honed.”
“And these are not necessarily inferior to an ugly brat like you!”
Buzz!
The wind hummed and people moved.
In an instant, Lu Ming, Zhanglang Ge, and Zhanglang Gu vanished from sight. For a brief moment, it was as if they had never existed, until a deafening roar echoed from midair.
Everyone looked up and saw...
At a certain moment, three pairs of powerful flesh wings sprouted from Lu Ming’s back. The flapping of these wings allowed him to maneuver swiftly in the air. Around him, the two cockroach-like creatures, each with four wings, moved with equal agility.
The three combatants engaged in a violent aerial battle.
Using his flesh wings as propulsion, Lu Ming turned his hands, feet, and tail into terrifying weapons of destruction. With each movement, he created black ripples in the air, as though he were tearing through space itself.
In the [Desperate State], Lu Ming’s physical strength surged to ten times that of his [Self-Limitation State]. While his strength in the [Self-Limitation State] had been among the lowest in the Ancient Realm, in the [Desperate State], his power had already surpassed Zhanglang Ge’s and was slightly stronger than Zhanglang Gu’s.
With a sharp ‘Pfft,’ Zhanglang Ge struggled to keep up with Lu Ming’s speed. In an instant, three of its right limbs were smashed by Lu Ming’s massive tail. It grunted and retreated violently. However, retreating could never match the speed of Lu Ming’s advance.
A menacing maw appeared in front of Zhanglang Ge. Lu Ming pursued relentlessly, aiming to crush Zhanglang Ge’s head in one devastating bite. His sharp teeth spun rapidly, and the tremendous suction force from his mouth further restricted Zhanglang Ge’s movements.
As long as Lu Ming succeeded in biting, Zhanglang Ge was certain to meet its end. At that critical moment, Zhanglang Gu hurried to the scene.
Zhanglang Gu reacted swiftly, blasting out his right arm with ferocious force. His three right arms combined their strength and struck between Lu Ming’s ribs with a brutal impact.
“[Heart Accelerating Palm], Pierce!” he shouted.
Although he couldn’t use the power of the Silver Patterns against Lu Ming, the Divine level’s [Heart Accelerating Palm] was formidable in its own right. Any Origin Power skill cultivated to the Divine level possessed magical properties, turning something ordinary into something extraordinary. The [Heart Accelerating Palm] was no exception.
Three palms struck Lu Ming simultaneously, momentarily stalling his body.
In the next instant, a resounding “Bang” echoed as flesh, blood, and bone fragments shot out from the other side of Lu Ming’s body like rainbows.
Zhanglang Gu did not ease his assault after delivering a devastating blow. His six arms moved like afterimages, with the palm force of the [Heart Accelerating Palm] blasting toward Lu Ming relentlessly, like a machine gun.
“Turn into meat paste for me!” Zhanglang Gu roared.
The immense force continued to bombard Lu Ming, forcing him to retreat under the relentless onslaught.
Zhanglang Ge, who had been in a desperate situation moments earlier, found relief in his cousin’s intervention. His gaze shifted, and he prepared to join Zhanglang Gu in attacking Lu Ming.
However, unbeknownst to them, in the blind spot of both Zhanglang Ge and Zhanglang Gu, a lump of flesh suddenly bulged on Lu Ming’s body.
The lump of flesh on Lu Ming’s body grew at an astonishing rate, quickly forming into a smaller head. The connection between this new head and Lu Ming’s body extended, morphing into a snake-like long neck.
This was another function of his transcendent ability [Body Self-Limitation]!
Lu Ming’s physical limitation ability granted him five distinct forms and exceptional control over his body in both the [Explosive State] and [Desperate State].
This level of control was so precise that Lu Ming could freely distort his form, increasing or decreasing parts of his body at will. This meant that any part of Lu Ming’s body could instantly become a lethal weapon, rendering his attacks unstoppable.
As Zhanglang Ge shifted from retreating to advancing, another ferocious head emerged from Lu Ming’s lower abdomen. Guided by the snake-like neck, it appeared above Zhanglang Ge’s head in an instant.
This new head had emerged in the blind spot of both Zhanglang Ge's and Zhanglang Gu’s vision.
Ancient Realm experts possessed remarkable perception abilities. However, no matter how extraordinary their senses are, they cannot fully escape the limitations of the five senses.
Origin Realm's divine sense was generally used in long-range and wide-area scenarios. In the heat of close combat, Ancient Realm experts still relied on their five senses to detect opponents' movements—Origin Realm's divine sense was too slow for such intense situations.
By the time Zhanglang Ge sensed the imminent danger, it was already too late to react.
A menacing, beast-like gaping maw enveloped Zhanglang Ge, and a tremendous suction force pulled him into Lu Ming’s stomach with a sickening squelch. Muffled groans, chewing sounds, and the unsettling noises of friction quickly followed.
Zhanglang Ge met his end—an instant kill.
Zhanglang Gu was stunned by this sudden turn of events. But before he could fully regain his senses, Lu Ming had already pounced on him.
Lu Ming’s arms wrapped tightly around Zhanglang Gu, as though in a passionate embrace. Simultaneously, countless tentacles surged from Lu Ming’s chest, swiftly enveloping Zhanglang Gu and trapping him like a dumpling.
The two of them, intertwined like conjoined twins, plummeted from the sky and crashed to the ground with a thunderous impact.
What followed was a brutal, unrestrained physical collision. Zhanglang Gu, being a cockroach species, had six arms. However, Lu Ming’s [Body Self-Limitation] enabled him to manifest countless additional arms.
A multitude of muscles rippled and transformed into iron fists, relentlessly pounding Zhanglang Gu, who was being suppressed by Lu Ming.
“You’re the one who should be turned into meat paste!” Lu Ming roared, his voice echoing with fury and determination.
Deafening roars reverberated in Zhanglang Gu’s ears as Lu Ming, resembling the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, unleashed his violence and anger without restraint.
“Pa!”
“Splurt!”
“Agh, ah, ah!”
At first, Zhanglang Gu screamed and struggled wildly, trying to fight back against Lu Ming’s relentless assault. However, with Lu Ming’s tight restraints and unyielding pressure, the battle had devolved into a contest of pure physical endurance.
How could Lu Ming’s physical condition in the [Desperation State] possibly be weaker than Zhanglang Gu’s?
The intertwined muscles on Lu Ming’s body transformed into numerous iron fists. These fists struck ruthlessly at Zhanglang Gu below, producing a series of thunderous sonic booms. With each punch, the air was compressed, liquefied, and ionized, shooting out in streams that rippled in all directions.
As blood and flesh splattered, an array of colors—red, black, white, blue, and more—surged with each of Lu Ming’s punches. For a moment, the battleground between Lu Ming and Zhanglang Gu seemed to explode in a spectacular display of fireworks.
Bang!
Bang!
Boom!
A massive mushroom cloud of dust and debris erupted into the sky. Lu Ming’s punches had pierced through Zhanglang Gu’s body, driving him forcefully into the ground.
Yet, Lu Ming was not satisfied. He continued to pummel Zhanglang Gu with unrelenting force.
It wasn’t until Zhanglang Gu had been reduced to a thin puddle that Lu Ming finally took a deep breath and stood up.
At that moment, a hole suddenly tore open in Lu Ming’s abdomen. A gruesome cascade of bone fragments and flesh spilled out from the gaping wound.
This was what remained of Zhanglang Ge—or at least a portion of it…
“Where’s the [Golden Cicada Shedding Shell]? Where’s your [Golden Cicada Shedding Shell]?!” Lu Ming roared in fury, his blood boiling with rage. His eyes scanned the area until he heard a muffled voice from not far away.
“They won’t be able to use their [Golden Cicada Shedding Shell]…”
Turning his head, Lu Ming saw a humanoid figure, about three meters tall, emerging from a swirling purple mist. The mist quickly dissipated, revealing Esek, whose face was pale and whose golden patterns were dim, indicating severe injury.
“They didn’t use their [Golden Cicada Shedding Shell]!” Tang Chongye muttered. He slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a fierce killing intent directed at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming could clearly see the boiling hatred in Tang Chongye’s eyes. He paused for a moment, then said, “So, they’re really dead. My two sworn brothers are dead. They died at your hands.”
Lu Ming’s grin was menacing. “Alright, so it looks like I did kill them. What are you going to do about it?”
Tang Chongye responded immediately. He waved his hand, and golden saber beams appeared in an instant.
End of Chapter 277