Chapter 60: Bro, Your Strength Is Not Quite Up to It

The preliminary revival of the domain lord made the atmosphere here even more eerie.

Countless flesh puppets possessed by evil entities shrieked and charged at Lu Wenwu and the others wave after wave, attempting to block their advance.

"We need to speed up. Follow my lead," Lu Wenwu shouted loudly, an incredible surge of power suddenly erupting from his legs.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every step he took caused the ground to tremble. Amidst the deafening roars, Lu Wenwu's body projected forward like a cannonball, leaving only a spiderweb-cracked crater in his original spot.

His physique was simply too formidable.

Covered in blood-qi dragon scales, his violent vitality completely intercepted and eroded all ghostly qi and lethal techniques. Time and time again, bizarre and erratic fatal rules attempted to instantly wipe Lu Wenwu out of existence.

Yet in the end, they could only return empty-handed, over and over again.

That powerful physique seemed entirely impervious to damage. Even when a powerful entity's attack pierced through his combat armor, drawing blood from Lu Wenwu's steel-like body, it only caused momentary damage.

Within just a few breaths, his immense self-healing capability would extract the essence of flesh and blood to regenerate his body. Unless the combat intensity escalated to another tier entirely, the army of ghosts simply could not halt Lu Wenwu's relentless march.

Employing military close-combat techniques, Lu Wenwu turned every single part of his body into a weapon.

The sound of his explosive sprinting thundered. Again and again, he crashed headfirst into the horde of ghosts before him, shattering their bones, breaking their tendons, and scaring them out of their wits (literally)!

The closer they got to the sacrificial hall, the more palpable that bone-chilling cold became.

By the time he reached the front, Lu Wenwu was already drenched in blood. His combat armor was battered to the extreme, but his physical state had reached an unprecedented peak!

Having consumed the meaty flesh of the giant tiger, the "Swallowing Heaven and Earth" technique once again squeezed out a massive amount of energy to reinforce his body.

Through this entire bloody battle, Lu Wenwu's Constitution attribute had soared to a staggering 1,247 points!

In addition, there were still 414 free attribute points unallocated, quietly resting in his personal stat panel.

Su Qinghong wielded her magical sword, cleaving a flesh puppet in half with a single strike, and roared at the top of her lungs, "Great Tyrannosaurus, are you really going to be fine all by yourself?"

"Just watch and learn!"

Using his right leg for leverage, Lu Wenwu kicked the heavy stone doors of the hall wide open with a single blow.

Thick ghostly qi, almost solid in its density, poured out completely, staining the surroundings in a pitch-black, ink-like darkness.

***

The statue of the God of Glory and Eternal Life had now completely taken the shape of an evil entity.

The domain lord gazed at the "heretic" who had broken in. The last trace of indifference in its eyes dissolved into frantic madness and boiling rage.

"Arrogant mortal! How dare you attempt to interrupt the revival of a deity!"

"I am the God of Glory and Eternal Life, and I have descended divine punishment to vanquish evil!"

Sharp killing intent condensed almost into a tangible substance, and its tyrannical pressure, carrying boundless resentment, pressed down wildly toward where Lu Wenwu stood.

"Blasphemer, you deserve to have your soul devoured by ten thousand ghosts!"

"Sinner, kneel and meet your death!"

Lu Wenwu's gaze was ice-cold as he stared straight at the entity claiming to be a god, his tower-like body remaining unshakable.

The ghostly qi transformed into blades, and the pressure turned into a grinding mill, attempting to suppress and slaughter him on the spot.

However, when those ghost blades collided with Lu Wenwu's body, they only produced metallic, clanging rings.

"Is this the extent of your purity?" Lu Wenwu said indifferently. "Too weak. You can't even breach my physical defense. And you call yourself a god?"

"Arrogant!"

"Utterly arrogant!"

"How dare you insult a deity!"

The domain lord instantly flew into a rage, the fury contained within its voice escalating to a new level.

Hovering above its pedestal, it struggled violently, its pitch-black ghostly qi churning rapidly as it quickly grew a pair of slender, bizarre arms.

"I will personally tear you, a creature ignorant of the heights of heaven and..."

"Tear your mother's what? Taste your daddy's punch!"

Before the domain lord could finish its transformation, Lu Wenwu, currently burning with wrath, leaped high into the air and delivered the "Punch of Paternal Authority" right to its face!

The supreme, world-shaking might was pushed to its absolute limit under the reinforcement of his blood-qi dragon scales.

His hard fist, wreathed in the flames of Huodou, instantly smashed the domain lord's distorted face deep back into its own torso.

The domain lord was dumbfounded.

Wasn't it supposed to be my turn?

Why am I still the one getting beaten up?

Before it could recover its wits, a torrential storm of iron fists bombarded its body once again.

In an instant, its health bar—which far exceeded a million—plummeted drastically.

Even its continuously escalating gestation process was forcibly beaten to a halt by Lu Wenwu!

As his tyrannical punches landed, the dense ghostly qi was blasted apart by Lu Wenwu's fists, moving so fast that even the air emitted sharp, piercing screeches.

The domain lord finally reacted, retracting its arms and condensing a mass of flesh-like "meat chunks" around its body in an attempt to trade blows with Lu Wenwu.

However, lacking proficiency in close-quarters combat, how could it possibly be a match for Lu Wenwu?

Its close-combat skills were so pathetic they resembled the Chinese national football team devouring sea cucumbers, even down to the exact same tactical choices.

When the fist collided with the flesh mass, the domain lord's first defensive counter-attack was easily blasted to pieces.

Ghostly qi exploded, and red-and-black interwoven hunches of flesh splattered everywhere.

The domain lord let out a painful howl, the rage and aura within its body surging ever higher.

"Humble and insignificant heretic!"

"You shall die! You will definitely die!"

It shrieked, waving its fists as the ghostly qi transformed into armor, completely armoring it up.

This desperate strike caused Lu Wenwu's expression to shift slightly, prompting him to sidestep for the very first time.

When the attack failed to connect, the domain lord grew even more frantic.

More thick arms emerged from its body, constantly pushing against the giant cocoon wrapped around the divine statue.

"Rip!"

Something seemed to have been torn apart.

Lu Wenwu looked at the domain lord with a hint of surprise.

It had actually forcefully pulled itself out before its gestation was even complete!

[Unfinished Domain Lord (B+)]: 2,213,979/3,213,783

[Current Status]: Furious, Faith Fusion, Killing Technique Rudiment, Domain Rudiment, Decreased Sanity...

This the hell is a B+ rank?

Can a B+ rank have over three million health points?

For the first time, Lu Wenwu wondered if his Eye of Insight was broken.

Trash game, why is the numerical scaling so bloated?

"Humble human, tremble before the mighty deity!"

The domain lord crawled up from the ground, its gloomy voice echoing through the hall.

"The God of Glory and Eternal Life has returned."

"Even though I am still in a weakened state, killing you is already more than enough!"

"Sinner, prepare to die!"

In an instant, the domain lord transformed into a pool of viscous shadow that expanded outward, completely enclosing the space and forming a sealed containment zone.

It wanted to use the newly formed domain rudiment combined with its killing technique to trap and kill Lu Wenwu inside!

Lu Wenwu glanced indifferently toward a certain spot: "A domain full of loopholes. Is this what you're relying on?"