Capítulo 1054: Chapter 447: Origin? Ultimate?
“Is there still another mask in your possession?”
Amidst the stage ruins, the skinny old man held the Ten Thousand Souls Secret Box in his left hand, and slowly pulled out a sinister mask with a green face and fangs from his chest with his right hand. The Secret Silver Mask glinted faintly, instantly resonating with the mask that Bai Xiao was wearing.
He could feel the Mother of Masks growing incredibly hot, like a scorching brand. At this moment, in the half-collapsed Cloud Mountain Valley, a total of three Secret Silver Masks had appeared, and the coordinates for the Seal of Netherworld had also emerged. Suddenly, a strange and mysterious rhythm reverberated in the deep layers.
It was as if beneath the calm surface of the water, a giant fish was silently swimming.
“The time has come, all pieces are in place. We can initiate.”
From afar, the skinny old man quietly watched Bai Xiao, his lips moving silently, as if conveying a message across a vast distance.
At the same time.
On the ocean, a luxurious white cruise ship named the Flying Bird was quietly suspended. It seemed to have received some signal, as its specially modified bottom suddenly opened, releasing a constant flow of crimson bloodwater into the sea. Each droplet of blood was condensed like a transparent red gem, not ordinary blood, but some kind of mysterious essence blood with strange power.
It was not foul but rather intoxicatingly fragrant.
The scarlet color spread madly outward with the Flying Bird as its center, like ink dropped into clear water, turning the entire coastal area red, resembling a gigantic gemstone.
Elsewhere.
Outside the perimeter of Cloud Mountain Valley, beyond the core battle zone.
The members of the Evil Ghost Court, except for the three Grandmasters, fought against all the Martial Artists participating in the Martial Arts Competition. Simultaneously, they methodically planted black crystal pillars in specific areas. Within the crystal pillars, densely packed black dots twisted and squirmed like leeches, repulsively writhing. Upon closer inspection, those black dots were actually miniature human faces, filled with agony, weeping tears of blood, like restless souls.
If each black dot represented a person, then each crystal pillar contained thousands of lives. The members of the Evil Ghost Court had already set up hundreds of such pillars around the Cloud Mountain area.
One can’t help but wonder how long they prepared for this day.
“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Figures with blazing speed clashed frantically, intertwining swiftly.
Some wielded weapons, while others fought barehanded, sending golden-red sparks flying in their battles, leaving craters on the ground. Members of the Evil Ghost Court wore uniform black attire, a white skull at their collar. Their opponents were diverse in clothing and physique, hailing from all over the world. The Evil Ghost Court was internationally recognized as the primary terror organization.
The spectators and participants of the Martial Arts Competition naturally harbored no illusions and launched attacks without hesitation. They indeed caused significant trouble for the Evil Ghost Court, for among them were truly numerous experts, an undeniable formidable force. But among some of the top experts, they had just gone through brutal competition and hadn’t yet fully recovered. Moreover, since they came from different parts of the world, they weren’t united, showing poor coordination. Many merely aimed to break out.
As expected, the Evil Ghost Court gradually gained the upper hand.
During this time, someone even suddenly betrayed them! For instance, the few Peak Faction Masters from the Heavenly Country unexpectedly turned against their allies, causing localized chaos. Light Eagle Philin no longer pretended, completely confirming his extraordinary connection with the Evil Ghost Court. Fortunately, Light Eagle Philin had just been gravely injured by Bai Xiao in the afternoon’s competition and was currently only at three to four layers of strength.
Otherwise, if Light Eagle Philin were in peak condition and suddenly defected, the Martial Arts Competition side would have paid a dire price almost instantly.
Overlooking from the sky, the area around Cloud Mountain Valley.
Everywhere was filled with chaos, everywhere was engulfed in battle.
Colors of Qi crisscrossed, blood splattered, shadows of fists flickered.
…
The battle square.
The black and skinny old man held the Ten Thousand Souls Secret Box in his left hand, keeping a calm gaze on Bai Xiao, his face breaking into a chilling smile.
“I am Ming Qianke, known by the world as Ming Zong.”
His words became profound, his eyes slightly narrowed.
“I have been observing from the shadows. Bai Xiao, you hold so many secrets. If I’m not mistaken, you currently possess three to four Forbidden Secret Martial arts! It’s unimaginable how you obtained these Forbidden Secret Martial arts? Likewise, I find it difficult to imagine how you’ve managed to balance and wield different Forbidden Secret Martial arts without causing conflict and sparking a terrifying backlash. That feat is even more challenging than acquiring these Forbidden Secret Martial arts. A single Forbidden Secret Martial represents a root, an ultimate in the void. Different root powers are inherently irreconcilable, possessing unimaginable exclusivity. Even most Grandmasters only have one…”
The old man who called himself Ming Zong slowly began to walk, continuing, “I’m already two hundred and fifty-five years old and have met many Grandmasters around the world. To this day, only a handful have, by chance, been able to master two Forbidden Secret Martial arts, achieving a precarious balance. But in the end, they often succumbed to the backlash of the Forbidden Secret Martial arts.”