Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

"Bang!!"

The long stick struck the strange man's jaw squarely.

For an ordinary martial artist, this single blow would be enough to render them incapable of fighting.

However, if it were a monster like the Plague Monster, as long as its brain was still functioning, it wouldn't have any effect on itself.

This blow is even less effective than breaking someone's hands or feet.

But precisely because of this, the monster's arm was pulled upwards by the head-tilting motion, and its grabbing momentum was abruptly interrupted.

The jet-black fingernails grazed Zhou Chen's scalp, tearing off a few strands of hair.

Then, taking advantage of the Guan Dao monster's unsteady center of gravity, Zhou Chen slid along the ground, creating some distance.

His blood and qi surged like molten lava, flowing into his arms and into the long staff.

Snapped!

The long staff thrust out with the speed of thunder!

The dark stick flashed by, striking the plague monster's temple with perfect accuracy.

The strange man's tall body suddenly stiffened, and the guan dao he had pulled back fell to the ground with a "clang".

It slowly turned its head, its cloudy eyes staring blankly at Zhou Chen beside it.

With a "thud," the strange man's body fell to the ground.

Zhou Chen withdrew his stick and retreated, a stream of dark, foul-smelling blood flowing from his temple.

Looking through the wound, which was about the thickness of the stick, all the brain tissue inside was as thick and sticky as a bowl of paste.

"Is there blood?"

Zhou Chen frowned as he looked at the large circle of dark blood flowing around the strange man.

Previously, when killing the Grayspot and Black Plague monsters, no matter which part of the body was struck, even if the head was broken, no blood would spurt out from the neck.

It was like a skeleton covered with skin and clothing, while the flesh inside was filled with blackish-gray powder.

But now, there are still remnants of flesh and blood on this tall, strange creature?

Just as Zhou Chen was pondering, an extremely faint buzzing sound emanated from the tall, plague-ridden corpse.

The next moment, a thick layer of dust rose to the surface of the corpse, including the blood flowing from the ground.

It was as if a gust of wind had blown by, covering everything with a layer of dark gray dust.

Visibly, his tall and robust body deflated like a punctured balloon, and even the blood flowing on the ground dried up rapidly.

Zhou Chen took two steps back, his muscles tense.

Within the psychic vision, the dust was not from outside, but rather grew from the flesh and blood of the plague monster itself.

Flesh, blood, and even hair—they grow and thrive everywhere.

"Gulp..."

He swallowed hard, suddenly recalling the scene he had witnessed deep in the Yunsong Mountains that day.

The same happened to Yang, the incense master who was at the Bone Forging Realm. He was swallowed alive by the incense ash poured out by that small cauldron, leaving only a skeleton.

"Buzzing..."

After devouring the flesh and skin, the sounds emitted by the "dust" grew increasingly shrill, as if they had not yet had their fill.

A gentle breeze blew by, and they were suddenly lifted into the air by the wind, scattering into a sky full of sand and dust, disappearing without a trace.

All that remained was a large skeleton and a waist tag that had fallen to the ground.

Throughout the entire process, there was no reaction to Zhou Chen's location.

"The incense ash in the small cauldron used in the Wusheng Cult's rituals is this 'dust'!" Zhou Chen was shocked. After witnessing the "dust worms" devour the entire plague monster's corpse, leaving only bones, his earlier guess was finally confirmed.

"Perhaps the altar and the illusory cauldron in the dilapidated temple that day were also related to the Wusheng Sect."

His gaze sharpened, as if he had glimpsed the intersection between the old world and the real world.

Tread!

Zhou Chen stepped forward, picked up the waist token, and saw that it was neither gold nor wood, and he didn't know what it was made of.

"Yang Tianci, the 76th generation descendant of the Yang family of Guanxian County."

"Is this the Yang Clan Ancestral Hall?" Zhou Chen hung the waist tag on his side and slowly walked into the main hall of the ancestral hall.

There, two relics were beckoning to him.

Inside the ancestral hall, the central ancestral shrine, with its more than ten tiers of empty steps, is now just piles of wood chips, where ancestral tablets should have stood.

Only at the very top!

Zhou Chen's eyes narrowed suddenly. On the top layer of the ancestral shrine, there was actually a memorial tablet.

He climbed the steps and stood before the topmost ancestral tablet in the ancestral shrine, examining it closely.

The entire memorial tablet is made of Phoebe zhennan wood, with a subtle and warm wood grain. The top features a simple three-mountain crown relief, and the outer edge is decorated with continuous meander patterns.

The more exquisite memorial tablets are engraved with flowing waves of rivers and seas, with lotus flowers and auspicious clouds appearing and disappearing among them.

"The position of the Yang family ancestor..." Zhou Chen frowned as he looked at the name that had been eroded and blurred.

There seems to be a force trying to erase the traces of the old world's existence.

After placing the memorial tablet back in its original place, Zhou Chen respectfully bowed before turning around and walking down from the ancestral shrine to find the source of the two relics in the main hall of the ancestral hall.

Just as Zhou Chen turned around, the wave pattern on the memorial tablet rippled like waves, and a golden light flashed across it.

Where the name on the memorial tablet is blurred, a faint glow flows, and the character "Yang" is vaguely revealed.

The next moment, it dimmed again.

[Obtained Breakthrough Relic (Beginner) *1]

[Obtained Three Treasures Relic (Beginner) *1]

"Use the relics of the Three Treasures."

[Precision +0.5]

【Fine: 8.1】

In an instant, a warm current washed over my limbs and bones.

Zhou Chen stood still, looking inward at himself. More than half of his 206 bones were now glowing with a golden hue.

Once the bones and muscles of the body have been tempered, one can attempt to cleanse and transform the meridians to break through the internal strength barrier.

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The following day, the rising sun dispelled the chill of the early winter morning.

In a few days, it will be the Spring Festival of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At this time of year, the streets and alleys would already be filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year, but now the cannibalistic monster incident in Xingde County is escalating, casting a somber mood over the entire county.

Zhou Chen dispersed the Zhenyue Stake, exhaled a breath of cold air, and after a quick wash, pushed open the door.

He walked to the front of the house next door, puzzled. Usually, Shi Feng would knock on the door to call him, but today he didn't hear any movement from Shi Feng.

Zhou Chen walked to Shi Feng's house and knocked on the door, but no one answered after several knocks.

The telepathic ability was immediately activated, and there was no sign of life in the house where Shi Feng was located.

"Didn't come home all night?"

Zhou Chen did not see Shi Feng even after finishing his morning class.

"Brother Zhou, someone is looking for you outside the martial arts school," a disciple in blue told him.

Since defeating Li Wuji yesterday, most of the disciples around him have changed how they address him.

Tread!

Zhou Chen walked to the entrance of the martial arts school and saw a young man dressed as a servant standing outside waiting.

Upon seeing Zhou Chen emerge, he scrutinized his appearance and his eyes lit up.

When he arrived, he asked his young master how to identify the visitor, and all he got was the description of the most handsome man.

Now that I see it, it's indeed true.

"Is the visitor Young Master Zhou?"

"Who are you?"

"My young master Chen Yunpeng sent me to inform you that Junior Brother Shi was seriously injured while sparring with someone yesterday and is now bedridden."

Suddenly, the servant felt a chill run down his spine as a fierce murderous intent arose on the face of his handsome yet approachable friend.

In all his years in the Chen family, he had only ever seen it when Young Master Zhige and the head of the family were angry.

"Take me there!"