Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

[Precision +0.5]

【Fine: 9.8】

Before Zhou Chen could examine the changes in himself, a huge maw roared.

At the mountaintop, the monster leader roared to the sky, his thick hands reaching into the mountainside beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, a creaking sound rang out.

He drew out a long, white bone staff, as white as jade and covered with joints.

Tread!

The large, thick soles of the feet stomped on the ground, causing the trash on the mountainside to tremble and fall.

The monkey-like monsters that had surrounded Zhou Chen screamed and immediately retreated.

The next moment, the pure white bone staff, carrying the force of wind and thunder, crashed down on Zhou Chen.

boom!

A sharp clang rang out.

Zhou Chen braced himself with both hands on the long staff, pressing it against the bone club. The muscles and veins in his arms bulged, indicating that he had used all his strength.

Seeing that Zhou Chen had blocked the bone staff, the monster leader immediately swung his arm, and the bone staff slid along the shaft of the long staff, sweeping towards Zhou Chen's right hand holding the staff.

Zhou Chen remained calm. He had encountered this kind of move countless times in his sparring with Chen Yunpeng.

Turn to the side and let go.

The bone stick slid forward along the shaft and missed its target.

At this moment, Zhou Chen suddenly sprang up and rammed into the monster leader.

Nearly a thousand pounds of force were concentrated in his shoulders and elbows, like a cannonball.

The monster leader, already staggered from the blow of the bone club, had no time to regain his balance and had no choice but to collide with Zhou Chen.

"boom--"

A human and a strange creature collided.

Zhou Chen swayed his body, his spine cracking as the impact was channeled into the ground.

Then, the rusty club, whistling through the air, pierced straight into the monster leader's throat.

The monster leader was thrown off course by the impact, roaring angrily.

The monkey-like monsters that had been hesitant to move forward suddenly surged forward, slowing down Zhou Chen's momentum.

The rusted long stick, like a bamboo skewer, was used to pierce a string of monkey-like monster heads.

ka ka ka-

With a flick of his wrists, Zhou Chen separated the monkey heads from the monster's neck, like a string of candied hawthorns.

In that instant, the monster leader readjusted his center of gravity and swung his club down again.

Zhou Chen snorted coldly, swung his long staff diagonally, and the monkey head stuck on the staff slammed into the monster leader like a cannonball.

bang bang bang-

The monster leader swung his bone club, smashing the incoming heads in mid-air.

Countless bone fragments and ashes splattered out, but not a single drop of blood was seen.

The moment the last monkey head shattered, the rusted staff seized the opening created by the monster leader's rebound and suddenly stabbed it.

"Click—"

The club struck straight at the heart, causing the monster leader's chest bones to collapse more than an inch, and drops of blood splattered out.

Upon seeing blood, Zhou Chen immediately became alert.

If we kill this fiend today, the gray dust that devoured flesh and blood may reappear as it did some time ago.

"roar--"

The intense pain turned the monster leader's eyes bloodshot.

At this moment, its muscles bulged all over its body, as if it had grown into fleshy lumps.

The depression on his chest gradually swelled up, the blood congealed, and apart from the dark red and black scabs, no injury was visible.

However, just as it was preparing to retaliate.

Zhou Chen's second strike arrived.

The blow was aimed at his chest again.

According to the psychic perception, the wound did not heal instantly, but was temporarily lifted up by the dust seen earlier, thus restoring the monster's strength.

The monster leader raised his staff and struck, colliding with the rusty staff.

The two, one human and one monster, were locked in a fierce battle, turning the entire garbage mountain into a battlefield, where it was constantly being smashed into numerous craters.

"A wildfire!"

Just as the monster leader was struck in the old chest wound once again, Zhou Chen slammed his long staff into the ground.

A fierce burst of energy spread along the ground like wildfire, and the remaining two or three monkey-like monsters around them, before they could even relieve their leader's burden, were already forced back several feet.

The next moment, Zhou Chen suddenly leaped up and smashed his staff into the monster's head.

"Click—"

The rusty long staff broke the bone staff and struck the monster squarely on the head.

Struck by a heavy blow, the monster leader's head was smashed into its neck and chest cavity with a "pop".

He passed away suddenly.

At the same time, the breeze created by the swinging of the long staff scattered the ashes of all the monkey monsters into the surrounding area.

The dust on the entire garbage mountain vanished.

Indeed, the golden monkey wields its mighty cudgel, clearing the jade sky of dust for ten thousand miles!

With their leader dead, the remaining monkey-like monsters let out a few whimpers and ran away at top speed.

Its speed was even faster than when it attacked Zhou Chen.

Seeing a few monsters fleeing, Zhou Chen did not give chase.

He sheathed his long staff at his side, assumed the stance of the Zhenyue Pillar, and regulated his breathing.

Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries in this battle, it was arguably the most exhausting one he had ever fought since he began exploring the Old World.

If it weren't for the guidance from Master Yi Yan today, and the help of the relic that allowed me to improve my Crimson Flame Staff Technique to a minor level, I would probably have been surrounded and killed by this group of monkey monsters.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

He stood atop the mountain, looking down, and saw that all the monsters on the mountain had been wiped out.

A gentle breeze swept by, making me feel refreshed and relaxed.

Zhou Chen looked at the only remaining corpse of the monster leader on the mountain with a peculiar gaze.

The strange relic aura that the psychic powers sensed from afar was actually inside the body of this monster leader who stood atop the mountain.

Since his death, the scent of his belongings has only grown stronger.

The next moment, the monster leader's shiny fur fell off like bald patches, revealing its crimson muscles, just like those of other monkey monsters.

Immediately afterwards, its size suddenly shrank, and its whole body hunched over, becoming much smaller than that of ordinary monkey monsters.

A pale golden, perfectly round ball of light slowly rose, like a bright, golden moon.

The moment the ball of light completely detached from the monster leader's body, a familiar buzzing sound rang out.

The corpse in front of me rapidly shriveled up, its flesh and blood devoured by the "dust" in an instant, leaving only a skin hanging on the skeleton.

Clumps of "dust" flew up, circled the mountainside a few times, and flew straight towards the direction of the few monkey-like monsters that had escaped.

Only after the dust had settled did Zhou Chen squat down and reach out to touch the pale golden light.

The moment it touched the object, the pale golden light suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance.

It was as if a bright golden sun had appeared over the entire town of Guanxian, and the eyelids of countless plague monsters who were sleeping or dormant in their houses began to flutter as if they were about to awaken.

Outside the city walls, the enormous plague giant's eyeball, drooping out of its socket, was illuminated by a blinding golden light, dripping with pale yellow pus before melting away and disappearing completely.

[Discovery of a Supernatural Relic: Seventy-Two Transformations]

[Has it been infused with supernatural powers?]

"Seventy-two transformations?" Zhou Chen opened his eyes, which were stung and were now filled with tears, and uttered the words aloud.

"Does this world also have a Great Sage?"

"But, his belongings?"

"The Great Sage is dead too?"

Thinking of this, a sudden, inexplicable fear arose in his heart, and even his heartbeat slowed down.

In his previous life, the Great Sage was practically invincible.

Even the Buddha of the Western Paradise could only imprison him on the Five Elements Mountain to suffer punishment.

But now, the Great Sage is dead?

If the Great Sage dies, what about Buddha? What about the Jade Emperor?

Are they all dead?

Zhou Chen's hands trembled, and he shook his head, not daring to think about it further.

At that moment, he swallowed hard, gazing at the pale golden light before him, and slowly said, "Integrate!"