I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 584 There is a kind of numerical beauty

"This is impossible!"

King Yama, who had been easily defeated by Lu Wenwu, roared furiously at the headless corpse of King Yama, his eyes wide with rage.

The strongest of the Ten Kings of Hell, just like that, died?
He did not die in the ancient battle with the immortals of the Celestial Court, but after the world was shattered and the Great Dao was incomplete, his head was blown apart by a nameless nobody who was not even a Dao-Merging Immortal Venerable.

Neither King Yama nor King Qin Guang could accept this outcome.

Even though Yama King's injuries have not healed and his essence has been damaged, he is still a Dao-Merging Immortal Venerable!

The powerful beings within the Netherworld system did not suffer the same severe damage as those in the mortal world.

This is already a small world with a sound set of laws operating within it. Even without relying on the mortal world for its existence, it can achieve a natural cycle without collapsing.

Therefore, the Underworld possesses a unique pseudo-Dao Realm existence.

Just like the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons, they merged with the power of the underworld, enhancing both sides simultaneously.

Beings of the level of the Ten Kings of Hell and the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, in addition to possessing a portion of the power of the underworld, also merge with the original world of the living, thereby gaining a stronger boost in combat power.

In the beginning, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak commanded the underworld to form an army to attack the Celestial Court, attempting to conquer the entire world, relying on the power of the Dual Dao.

If the entire mortal world could be brought under the rule of the underworld, the underworld could undergo a second evolution by devouring the essence of spiritual energy.

Just like the Dragon Palace Small World, which is gradually transforming into a celestial realm.

If the underworld can fully mature, the superposition of the Dao Integration Realm and the Pseudo-Dao Integration Realm will become a true dual Dao Integration Realm, unleashing incredible power.

This power even surpasses the legendary supreme realm that allows one to transcend.

He can easily break through the barriers of the world and roam the boundless chaotic sea with his powerful cultivation.

For this very goal, the underworld and the celestial court waged a world-destroying war.

This is also part of the reason why the world collapsed and the Great Dao was shattered and incomplete.

However, the underworld is not a complete, large world.

Even if it can produce the combat power of a pseudo-Dao Integration Realm Immortal Venerable, it is still difficult to fight against multiple opponents.

Under the siege of numerous powerful immortals from the Celestial Court, only defeat and death seemed inevitable.

The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak himself was aware of this.

That's why, after realizing he seemed unable to win, he began to implement a plan to use others to his advantage and temporarily avoid direct confrontation.

If I can't beat you, I'll wear you down.

When the immortals of the Celestial Court, facing the decline of heaven and earth and entering the Dharma-ending Age, are forced to collectively venture into the boundless Chaos Sea to make a gamble, the immortal lineage of this world will be completely severed.

When we are reborn, no one will be able to stop the Yin army from showing its power again.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

The spiritual energy revival has only been going on for a little over three hundred years.

With a cultivation system that starts almost from scratch, even if one keeps digging up graves to absorb knowledge, how can one possibly defeat an old monster that has been sealed away since ancient times?

Without Gris's continuous self-funded cultivation over the past three hundred years, even if the alien race had developed intelligence, how could they have achieved such a technological breakthrough that they could develop the heaven-defying space technology that could use the ancient star road to propel the world through space jumps?
If it weren't for Lu Wenwu and Gris, those two troublemakers, it would be uncertain whether the human race on Blue Star could have produced a Star Martial Saint when the Underworld was revived without strong external pressure.

Just as planned before the underworld sealed itself off in ancient times, it will easily sweep across the entire world, turning the whole universe into a ghostly realm.

Under Gris's behind-the-scenes manipulation, the alien invasion, which should have been a side story after the spiritual energy revival, has instead become the main storyline that forces the plot forward.

Otherwise, the true essence of the game would be a struggle for supremacy among a hundred races and the exploration of ancient ruins.

Avoid this, dodge that.

He lost countless brothers and barely managed to outlive all his rivals, just like Sima Yi, until he became invincible in his time.

Just as he was about to go on a rampage, he suddenly encountered Lu Wenwu, a little Karami with incredible combat power, who easily crushed his older brother with a few punches and kicks.

At this moment, King Yama and King Qin Guang were devastated.

There was even an absurd feeling that I might not be fully awake yet, and everything in front of me seemed unreal.

That's Yama, the King of Hell!
In the ancient times, he was considered a powerful being, a top-tier expert.

Now he's like an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator who got his head smashed by a single punch, and even his natal magic weapon is shattered.

“Your purity is too low,” Lu Wenwu said coldly.

He twisted his neck, and the flesh and blood that had been torn and broken off during the battle were being bathed in flames and growing back at a visible speed, while thick blood dripped down from his fists.

"Tick tock. Tick tock"

Lu Wenwu strode forward, his heart pounding like thunder, his entire body wreathed in dazzling black and red lightning.

With each step he took forward, his aura grew stronger and more intense.

The terrifying aura that had become fully tangible continued to blast outwards, shattering the ground beneath their feet and creating shocking cracks.

Theoretically speaking, this is not a good thing.

This means that Lu Wenwu, who opened all six heavenly gates at the same time, could not perfectly control his power.

The body could not fully withstand it, and some of the power was released as pressure was released along with the impact of the flames.

In battles of equal strength, the inability to perfectly control one's own power is extremely dangerous.

Not only are they extremely easy to expose weaknesses, but their power cannot be fully utilized.

If Lu Wenwu could unleash 200% of his full power under normal circumstances, then in his current state at the Sixth Heavenly Gate, the overall effect would probably only be 70% or 80%.

But what's the problem with that?

For others, this is a potentially deadly threat.

But for Lu Wenwu...

It doesn't matter!
His fighting style is straightforward and direct, with each punch landing squarely against the enemy.

Even with his top-notch combat skills, he rarely needs to use them.

As long as the values ​​are high, it doesn't matter whether the mechanism is needed or not.

Under the sixth level of the Heavenly Gate, Lu Wenwu's control over his body decreased significantly.

In return, the numerical values ​​were greatly improved.

So what if you can't unleash your full potential?
Even if he only uses 50% of his current strength, it is enough to crush a perfect performance under normal conditions.

Once the values ​​reach a certain level, techniques become meaningless.

Insufficient numerical values ​​cannot be compensated for by skill.

If the numbers are sufficient, there's no need for tricks.

Therefore, Lu Wenwu has always pursued a simple and unadorned improvement in purity without neglecting technique.

Skills can be countered.

Numbers never will.

"Everything will stand if it is hesitated; if it is not hesitated, it will be ruined."

Lu Wenwu walked forward step by step without using any movement techniques, a cold smile on his face.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

King Yama brandished his spear and roared loudly to boost his morale and force himself to calm down.

The closer Lu Wenwu got to him, the more he felt like he was being stared at by an invincible ferocious beast.

It seemed that if he made any move, the person in front of him would instantly attack and kill him.

“Heh, in any fight, if you hesitate, the other person will get up. If you don’t hesitate, you can cripple them.” Lu Wenwu raised his fist and explained slowly.

The calm voice made the remaining two Yama Kings swallow hard, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

Gris, somewhat speechless, picked up his sword and shield and followed, fully prepared for battle.

Suddenly, Lu Wenwu stopped. He looked at the Wheel King, who was now less than ten meters away, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "If you hesitate, I will be fine. But I didn't hesitate, so you will be crippled by me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Wenwu moved with lightning speed, unleashing a fierce military-style killing fist.

King Yama was terrified. He used his spear to draw array patterns and retreated rapidly.

The blood-red fog, swirling with phosphorescent flames, was filled with a hundred-foot-tall bronze-cast ghost mask that materialized out of thin air in front of the giant gate, only to be blasted apart by a single punch from the terrifying being whose body was intertwined with lightning and fire!
Then, with undiminished power, the fist hurtled straight toward King Yama.

"boom!"

King Yama coughed up blood, and half of his armor was broken.

Lu Wenwu shattered the bronze fragments scattered on the ground with his bare feet, and the cracks spread like a spider web to the bottom of the moat of the ancient city of Fengdu.

The turbid waves, carrying vengeful spirits and the dead, roared as they surged into the crevice in the earth.

King Qin Guang was anxious to rescue him. His black jade crown was blown away by the shockwave from the explosion, but he quickly regained his footing.

A judge's pen, identical to that of Yama, appeared in his hand. He dipped it in the fire of the underworld and wrote incantations in mid-air. Before the black seal script could be fully formed, it was interrupted by the black sword light that erupted from Gris.

"You are not him, and you could never be him."

Lu Wenwu muttered to himself as his left fist pierced through layers of ghostly seal script.

The burst of powerful energy blasted away and vaporized countless vengeful spirits that tried to approach, embedding them firmly inside the writhing city wall.

The purgatory dragon flames, fused with countless fires, burned fiercely, scorching the vengeful spirits released from the Mirror of Sin into drops of clear liquid that flowed down the wall into the dark brown earth.

Having barely managed to catch his breath, King Yama summoned the Wheel of Reincarnation and attempted to regain control.

Just as he barely touched Lu Wenwu's hair, he saw Lu Wenwu, who was close behind, suddenly press down and then sweep his legs across as if gravity had failed.

At the very instant the kick was launched, the true form of the Infernal Dragon was revealed.

Where the dragon's tail swept, the Wheel King's Reincarnation Disc cracked inch by inch, and countless souls of the dead screamed as they broke through the shackles, shattering the thousands of restrictions of Fengdu like a reversed Milky Way.

"what!"

King Yama roared and relinquished control of the magical artifact, barely dodging the attack on the ground in an extremely undignified manner.

He even abandoned his own spinning spear.

"Trying to imitate someone like Dong Shi only makes you a laughingstock!"

Once Lu Wenwu regained his human form, the power he unleashed with every move he made continuously tore through the surrounding space.

Every inch of his body was burning and surging with the infernal dragon breath powerful enough to incinerate everything in the world, and the Yellow Springs, which stretched for millions of miles, began to vaporize and steam.

"He cultivates the path of immortal martial arts, yet as a martial artist, he can't even hold his own weapon!"

"How dare you claim the name of that being, the Wheel of Life!"

Lu Wenwu stomped his foot down, and the eighteen levels of the underworld trembled.

Seeing the opponent heading towards him again, King Yama was terrified, and the talisman in his hand spontaneously combusted without wind.

The burning, ghastly green flames were soaring, and countless vengeful spirits rose into the sky, transforming into a sinister and ghostly realm.

"Qin Guang, save me!"

Amidst the swirling ashes of paper, a pair of golden eyes gleamed like cold stars, and the figure transformed into an angry dragon, its form towering towards the heavens.

Lu Wenwu completely ignored King Qin Guang, who might rush to his aid from behind.

Because that's not possible.

He believed in Gris.

They are mortal enemies who would fight to the death even if they met elsewhere.

At this moment, however, the two sides are comrades who trust each other because of the same thing.

Lu Wenwu believed that Gris could stop King Qin Guang and prevent him from interfering with his battle.

Gris also believed that Lu Wenwu could kill King Zhuanlun as quickly as possible and resolve the immediate troubles before the Great Emperor of Dongyue was fully revived.

The dragon's might erupted, and the fist that was unleashed exploded in the air with a thunderous sound, as if the sky had collapsed and it was falling downwards.

As the endless sea of ​​blood wrapped around his fist crushed the last inch of the sealing talisman, the entire Netherworld began to tremble.

The domain, which had only been formed for less than half a second, shattered with a deafening roar.

He blasted through the Netherworld Barrier, which could only be used once by sacrificing billions of vengeful spirits!

However, it couldn't completely block Lu Wenwu's unpretentious punch!
This is pure numerical domination!
"boom!"

"boom!"

A figure was first slammed into the ground by a powerful punch, and then kicked out like an object by a terrifying kick that tore through space, crashing heavily into the Ghost City of Fengdu.

The iron-gray walls of Fengdu Ghost City glowed with phosphorescence under the blood moon, and the Asura demons protruding from the hundred-foot bronze gate emitted piercing screams.

To the right of the bronze door, there was a large, dark hole.

King Yama was lying there, his body devoid of any life force.

His entire body had rotted into a pile of mud, and even his bones had been completely crushed.

Fragments of armor and weapons were embedded in flesh and blood, constantly burned by the infernal dragon's breath, emitting a sizzling sound that sent chills down one's spine.

King Yama, is dead.

The Ghost City of Fengdu trembled violently, as if some kind of ferocious beast bound to the ground was roaring and about to break free of its chains.

Both Gris and Lu Wenwu knew this.

That is the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak.

The leader of the underworld in ancient times, the greatest threat to the world.

"You madman of the world! You deserve to die!"

With a roar, the phosphorescent flames exploded, and King Qin Guang had pushed the Mirror of Retribution to its limit.

An overwhelming horde of vengeful spirits erupted, amplifying their power and surging into King Qin Guang's body, actually repelling Gris, who had already gained the upper hand.

He then used a secret technique to summon all the scattered magical treasures around him and launched them all at Lu Wenwu.

"I want you to die!"

The moment the broken Soul-Binding Chains of Yama wrapped around Lu Wenwu's neck, the power to move mountains and fill seas suddenly erupted.

The crimson iron chains crumbled inch by inch, and the flying fragments of iron caused the summoned River of Oblivion to erupt with countless towering waves, completely destroying it.

Just as the Wheel King's Wheel Spear was suspended in mid-air, the shockwave from Lu Wenwu's right foot completely crushed the spear intent that had not yet fully solidified.

The swirling gale carried countless fragments into the city wall, and foul-smelling, viscous fluid seeped from the cracks.

Before the King Qin Guang, who was unleashing his full power, could react, the endless vengeful spirits that had formed the dark clouds were torn to shreds by the violent fist intent.

The black flames burning in Lu Wenwu's eyes burned through his magnificent official robes.

With a slam of his left fist, the Yin-Yang Judge's Pen, broken in two, traced a mournful arc in the air, and the splashed ink ignited the scattered, flowing River of Oblivion.

His right palm, with its prominent knuckles, gripped King Qin Guang's face and pierced deep into his features.

"Ah!" King Qin Guang couldn't help but scream in agony.

"Damn it, it's you!"

The moment Lu Wenwu's five fingers tore downwards, an incredible, monstrous strength suddenly erupted.

At this moment, his qi and blood had been pushed to the limit, and the seventh heavenly gate had already opened a crack. This extremely violent power was even unbearable for Lu Wenwu himself, and golden-red blood seeped from the cracks in the dragon scales.

"Hey!"

Thunder and flames exploded simultaneously, cracking open the scorched ravines that held countless ghosts, and spewing out towering pillars of fire from the surging necrotic fire in the earth's core, even severing the deep ley lines.

King Qin Guang's head, along with half of his body, was smashed apart by Lu Wenwu, ripped in half alive!
All three Yama Kings are dead!
(End of this chapter)