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Chapter 636 The more you use your brain, the less brain you have.

The Burning Heaven Ancestor was shocked after discovering that Lu Wenwu's soul defense was heaven-defying.

Lu Wenwu expressed his helplessness after discovering that the Burning Heaven Ancestor also possessed remarkable recovery abilities.

Or to be more precise, it wasn't a discovery.

Rather, it's confirmation.

Whether one follows the path of harmony or the path of incense and deity, the word "difficult to kill" is undoubtedly unavoidable.

Those who are in harmony with the Dao are integrated with the laws and the Dao of Heaven, and in a sense, they have become a part of the Dao of Heaven, or at least a parasitic part of it.

It's easy to completely kill a normal cell.

Completely killing cancerous cells becomes extremely difficult.

Those who have attained harmony with the Dao are not as difficult to kill as cancer cells, but they are more troublesome than cancer cells.

Because he can indeed manipulate a portion of the "host's" power to a certain extent.

Let's imagine.

You are a doctor.

When you are performing surgery to remove a cancerous area on a patient, or when you are undergoing radiotherapy or chemotherapy, the cancer cells suddenly control the patient's fist and shoot an electric shock into your eye.

Faced with this situation, very few people would be able to stay calm.

This is only one of the benefits of aligning with the Dao.

Regarding the influence of incense and religious offerings on combat power, opinions vary, but it generally depends on the total amount of "luck" and "incense offerings."

The more of these things you have, the stronger your fighting power will be.

Considering the current population size of the human race, the increase in combat power provided is not significant.

After all, this is not a true "faith" or "incense offering," but a product created by utilizing the characteristics of the ancient continent itself and the fortune of the race.

There was an increase, but it was minimal.

Its main functionality lies in assisting breakthroughs and surviving.

Cultivators who follow the path of incense and deities are similar to those who follow the path of faith and divine kingdoms; even their ability to protect themselves is roughly the same.

As long as believers remain, the resilience is incredibly strong.

Even if someone truly dies, if there are enough believers who are devout enough, they can still return from the river of time, which is extremely absurd.

The Burning Heaven Ancestor, who overtook others on a curve, probably won't enjoy this kind of revival match treatment.

But the enhanced recovery ability is absolutely real.

One of the more important points is...

With the dual blessing of the Fusion Dao and the pseudo-incense god Dao, the Burning Heaven Ancestor can basically be considered to have broken free from the shackles of the physical body and become a being similar to "spiritual ascension".

He is like Lu Wenwu, having no biological weaknesses or vulnerabilities.

Lu Wenwu disliked this kind of opponent very much.

Because he himself does not have any biologically fatal parts.

Even the vital points of the extraordinary realm are gone.

How do you achieve the unity of body and soul?
Once pain feedback is cut off, it doesn't matter where you hit, as your own health bar can be completely quantified.

When two tanks meet, the battle always drags on and on.

Unless one side possesses an incredible burst of power, capable of instantly annihilating the opponent without leaving a trace.

Only in this way can this battle be ended cleanly and decisively.

But one's own explosive power.
Is that the only option left to forcefully resort to that move?

But that move... seems to be somewhat countered!

"I really hate this kind of internal conflict."

Lu Wenwu's powerful punch tore through the fiery clouds, and the cracked earth suddenly collapsed, turning into a rift valley.

His bulging back muscles jutted out like a dragon, and crimson mist rose from the dragon scales that shimmered with a blood-gold halo. The blood that dripped from the sword wound between his fingers was burned away by the extreme heat before it even hit the ground.

"Especially since you're a sword cultivator!"

His furious roar was like a thunderclap, and his earth-shattering fist intent, carrying the force of thunder, crushed the thousand-mile-long curtain of fire.

The military-style killing fist unleashed the wailing of countless vengeful souls, and an endless sea of ​​blood stretched across the nine heavens, standing in opposition to the boundless sea of ​​fire.

"I never expected that Fellow Daoist Lu's fighting style would be so primitive!"

The shock that had been felt by the Burning Heaven Ancestor vanished without a trace.

With a light touch of the toes, a vast expanse of red light appeared before him.

Once the chilling coldness from the military-style killing fist, enough to freeze a soul, dissipated, the other person had already appeared ten thousand meters away.

He stood in mid-air, treading on a crimson lotus of karmic fire, his red hair, which moved without wind, burst into flames at the ends.

Daoist principles and laws intertwined to create a mysterious flame, which wriggled and repaired the penetrating wound inflicted by Lu Wenwu, instantly restoring the gaping hole to its original state.

The simple robes also changed shape in the dazzling divine light, transforming into a magnificent suit of armor that looked like gilded gold, with flames on the back turning into a cloak, and the floating chains of law distorting space.

A thousand fire dragons rose from his palm, piercing through the concentrated and unyielding fist energy, burning it with a crackling sound, and shattering it into pieces in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, times have changed. Such ancient fighting methods are no longer suitable."

"boom!"

The voice was shattered by the sudden sound explosion.

The response from the Burning Heaven Ancestor was a powerful punch, even stronger than before.

Lu Wenwu's spine bent into the shape of a giant bow of slaughter. The moment the Great Sun Fist slammed into his chest, a phantom image of the Great Sun suddenly appeared behind him.

Phantom?

Ancestor Burning Heaven felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively sensing that something was amiss, and retreated rapidly.

If he remembered correctly, the great sun behind the other party should have been a semi-solid entity, similar to the sea of ​​blood in the sky.

And the swirling, menacing, blood-gold wheel had also vanished without a trace.
Before I could think it through, the first wave of attacks was already upon us.

Ancestor Burning Heaven frowned and swung his sword. The ravaged earth, like blood and qi, erupted from the thick, scalding earth veins, transforming into an angry dragon that swept away like a tsunami.

He didn't understand what kind of fighting style Lu Wenwu was using.

Hadn't he previously tried to use the power of the Law of Fire to fight against himself, only to have all the effects wiped out by his own fire-attribute divine power?
Why try again now?
The record states that when the Burning Heaven Ancestor was puzzled, the lava veins surged like an angry dragon raising its head.

Before it could even collide with the fist's energy, it was blasted into the sky by a golden light that surged upwards, turning into countless scalding fire raindrops that poured onto the ground.

On the scorched earth, large patches of glassy orange crystals have appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Lu's actions truly underestimate this old man."

The Burning Heaven Ancestor swung his long sword fiercely, amplifying the concept of fire to its extreme. The space was torn apart by the extremely sharp sword intent, leaving cracks in its surface.

The concept of laws erupted, and even space itself was burned into nothingness!

His cold, ruthless pupils reflected Lu Wenwu's godlike demeanor.

The golden fist shattered the burning space, tearing his body apart from the void. He was covered in blood, but a sinister smile still lingered on his lips.

The Burning Heaven Ancestor did not understand why Lu Wenwu was laughing. He simply followed his previous plan and extended eighteen chains, which were entirely condensed and forged from the laws of fire, from the broken space to entangle Lu Wenwu's body and ankles.

"Heavenly Sword - Sky-Burning Collapse Slash!"

With a single strike, the Burning Heaven Ancestor unleashed a chain reaction of endless flames that instantly collapsed, transforming the entire space into a void covered in crimson inferno. Hearing the crackling sounds of bones breaking from the depths of space, mixed with the roaring roar of boiling magma beneath the shattered ground, the Burning Heaven Ancestor let out a long sigh.

Is he finally dead?
No one could possibly survive in the collapsed space; it was a place of certain death.

This is truly a formidable opponent.

Since embarking on the path of cultivation a thousand years ago, I have never encountered an enemy that cannot harm my soul.

If he hadn't been fortunate enough to gain some insight when he entered the divine realm and learned a sword technique that uses the power of the fire god to shatter space, he might have really been helpless this time.

This Lu Wenwu, who appeared out of nowhere, is really troublesome. He actually killed so many of my useful pawns.

Although he had entered the realm of gods, nearly half of the human race's high-ranking officials were missing. Many of the previously established plans had to be put on hold, and they would have to wait and see.
And what else did Lu Wenwu leave behind in the ancestral lands of the Western Regions?
The Burning Heaven Ancestor, who had initially thought Lu Wenwu was doomed and had even begun planning for the future, suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

The longsword in his hand instantly burst into flames as he looked with astonishment and uncertainty at the space that was still being burned and collapsed.

The next instant, a golden-red light soared into the sky from the pitch-black void, turning the clouds into a chaotic vortex and completely tearing apart the curtain of fire that covered the heavens and the earth.

A continuous stream of dark cracks proliferated along the trajectory from which the golden light burst forth, as if a colossal beast were forcibly tearing open the spatial barrier from the other side of space.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Ancestor Burning Heaven screamed, unleashing his entire life's cultivation without reservation, pushing the longsword to its limit.

He, who was once as cold and mechanical as a machine, has now completely lost his composure.

He no longer has time for image management.

Looking at the charred skeleton bathed in black and red flames, its body shimmering with lightning and crimson fire, and bursting forth from the void with a punch, the Burning Heaven Ancestor felt his scalp tingle.

Almost 80-90% of the flesh on that charred skeleton was gone, leaving only a small layer of charred material stubbornly clinging to the bones after it had been peeled off and burned.

The skeleton's bones were also in poor condition, covered in cracks.

The head, in particular, was missing a large portion, and liquid that had not yet evaporated was constantly seeping out, becoming fuel for the raging fire.

The eyeballs were gone from those dark eye sockets, but the two golden points shone even brighter, almost more dazzling than the sun.

"punish!"

Ancestor Burning Heaven roared, unleashing a torrent of sword intent and laws, which collapsed into black specks amidst the golden-red ultimate light.

"boom!"

The clenched fist, radiating a golden-red light, crushed all laws and suggestions as if it were paper, and gently struck the chest of the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

In just a moment, the Burning Heaven Ancestor felt as if he had been crushed head-on by an indescribable, terrifying force.

All divine power, laws, and defenses were utterly crushed by that terrifyingly powerful force.

The punch, after instantly piercing through his defenses, did not end there. Instead, it forcefully blasted some kind of substance inside, which then exploded.

It felt as if a great sun was rising within my body.

An indescribable burst of light and heat almost evaporated and burned his soul and body from the inside out!
Damn!

Ancestor Burning Heaven was also a ruthless person.

Realizing he was powerless to defend himself, he swung his sword at himself, severing him in half. His upper body flew high into the air, while his lower body was carried away by the sword.

"boom!"

The upper body that the Burning Heaven Ancestor had voluntarily abandoned transformed into a golden sun and rose into the air.

In a daze, it seemed as if two suns were shining across the sky above the ancient continent!
A vast, boundless aura of racial fortune poured in, restoring the missing body of the Burning Heaven Ancestor to its original state in the blink of an eye.

His face was filled with utter astonishment as he gripped his natal sword once more.

What happened earlier was completely beyond my comprehension.

He doesn't understand.

It was clearly still the power derived from fire, so why was it able to crush his body and divine power together?
If he hadn't decisively sacrificed more than half of his divine power to cut off his arm in order to survive, he might have been instantly killed by the opponent's incomprehensible attack.

Is this an attack that someone who hasn't even reached the Divine Realm could unleash?

The opponent didn't use any divine power at all!

And how exactly did this guy get out of the completely collapsed space?
Ancestor Burning Heaven did not understand.

He looked with immense apprehension at the blood-red skeleton in the distance that was constantly regenerating, his feelings incredibly complex.

"It hurts a little."

Lu Wenwu, whose skull had already grown eyeballs, opened and closed his upper and lower teeth, conveying a spiritual message.

Mad yet calm, utterly contradictory.

The charred flesh kept peeling away, and scarlet granulation tissue regenerated on the bones.

The severed blood vessels and meridians were reconnected, and the regenerated heart resumed beating.

In less than a few breaths, Lu Wenwu was restored from his previous skeletal state to a human flesh and blood body.

Aside from his bronze skin regaining its fair and radiant appearance, he looked as if he had never fought anyone, without even a single scar on his body.

The Burning Heaven Ancestor was already numb from watching it.

He had no evidence, but he had reason to suspect.

The reason Lu Wenwu was able to break out of that collapsed space and almost kill himself was because his recovery ability was simply too incredible.

This is practically an unkillable monster!

Ancestor Burning Heaven roared in his heart.

How can someone's recovery speed be stronger than the instantaneous damage caused by a spatial collapse!
What's more, he also has his own divine sword intent burning and slashing!
And what methods did he use to nullify his divine power?
That is divine power!
"You got a pretty bad punch from that punch I just threw, didn't you?"

Lu Wenwu's lips curled up high, and his smile grew even wider.

Through the Eye of True Sight, he saw that the Burning Heaven Ancestor's health bar had decreased by a full three-fifths in an instant!
It doesn't matter even if it's rising rapidly.

His punch just now was an experiment.

The experimental results are in.

This means that the attack was effective.

The ability to eliminate pseudo-concepts has an upper limit, or it can be said to be a kind of defect.

Absolute power and absolute temperature are concepts that cannot be erased.

At the same time, anything that is beyond the understanding of the concept controller will be very ineffective when he tries to erase it using concepts.

Lu Wenwu used his brain in battle, but lost it in the process.

The effect is remarkable.

Whenever he loses his mind in battle, he can unleash even more terrifying fighting power than before.

It's the same this time.

Therefore, the more Lu Wenwu uses his brain, the less brain he seems to have.

Faced with the questioning from a formidable enemy, the Burning Heaven Ancestor chose to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor, refusing to respond via microphone.

But that doesn't matter.

Lu Wenwu was once again covered in dragon scales, and jet-black flames rose up.

"I'll have to put in some effort for this next punch."

"If you can't catch it, you'll die."

(End of this chapter)