nucmednet Chapter 800: Inherent Evil
Chapter 800: Inherent Evil
On the battlefield of the Central Region, Chen Futu, like a madman, kept throwing black stars towards the location of the small spot.
"This is a dark version of 'Moon Rising Over the Sea,' is that enough firepower? If not, we've got more!"
Rumble!
Black Moon was thrown out by Chen Futu like bullets from a machine gun, as if it were free. Its power caused the surrounding area to collapse and be annihilated, creating endless spatial turbulence.
After a long while, Chen Futu stopped what he was doing and saw a small black dot rising from the altered landscape. It was spewing black gas out of the ground in anger.
Chen Futu sneered, "Is there a law of no harm from smoke? A martial god is a martial god. I, a demigod, am getting more and more excited."
"Chen, Fu, Tu—"
The little spot roared, and the sphere, originally the size of a fist, began to writhe. Thick, impenetrable black mist twisted and emanated from it, growing like a tumor, and gradually outlining a body.
About a breath later, a burly, bald man appeared before them. He was surrounded by wisps of misty curses, black and gold bone spurs sprouted from his arms, and his eyes were as sinister and eerie as obsidian. His aura was that of a true martial god.
The powerful figures across the continent sensed this gloomy aura of the Martial God, and each of them felt a chill run down their spines.
As expected, the Martial God is much stronger than the Supreme Emperor. This is a power from a completely different dimension. Just sensing a little bit of it is enough to inspire awe.
"I'll take you away first."
Chen Futu slapped the dazed Shi Ya, trapping her inside an energy shield, then threw her into the shattered void, sending her to the Sun Moon Sect.
With the burden gone, Chen Futu could fight with peace of mind.
"Death to the blasphemer!"
The man teleported in front of him in an instant, and Chen Futu seemed to have no time to dodge, and was cut in half at the waist.
"The Holy Emperor of Great Xia is nothing more than this."
After the man finished speaking, Chen Futu, who had just looked pained, suddenly grinned and said, "Just kidding. I can do that too."
"what?"
Before the man could react, his body was severed at the waist by the black dragon-bird that Chen Futu had conjured.
"What exactly are you...?"
This scene is so weird.
In the understanding of the Earth Vein Clan, the human body is the weakest, and once it suffers a serious injury, its combat power will plummet. However, Chen Futu broke the Earth Vein Clan's understanding of countless years, and even tricked him, cutting him in half at the waist.
When the emperors of the Central Region captured this scene, they were all so shocked that their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.
Fu Shuang stood atop Dan Mountain, watching the two of them, a smile playing on her lips. "Chen Futu, you're quite mischievous, leaving a wicked corpse to tease that Martial God. If he knew the truth, he'd probably be furious to death."
As the most sinister of Chen Futu's three corpses, the Evil Corpse is unkillable, just like the Earth Vein Clan. Strictly speaking, all three of Chen Futu's corpses are immortal, but the Evil Corpse alone has the fastest regeneration speed.
"You are not Chen Futu, absolutely not!"
The Martial God wasn't stupid either. No matter how strong Chen Futu was, he was still human. But this thing in front of him, wearing Chen Futu's appearance, wasn't human at all.
"Correct answer, but there's no reward. Here's another one of my 'Rising Moon Over the Sea's Edge's Edge."
The evil corpse was too perverted. Taking advantage of the close distance between them, it grabbed the upper body of the God of War and, right in front of him, shoved a Black Star into his mouth.
"Chen Futu, you!"
Before he could finish speaking, the God of War exploded with a deafening roar, and Chen Futu, who was nearby, was also severely injured.
One of them was blown up and only half of his body remained, while the other was blown up and only half of his head remained.
Chen Futu, with his mangled head, hovered in the sky, covering his mouth and letting out a sharp, eerie laugh, "Yohohoho, that was a pretty good move, wasn't it?"
"Chen Futu, how dare you!"
The cursed mist rapidly reshaped the physical body, and the newly formed body gasped for breath, its aura diminishing.
Little did they know that Chen Futu's evil corpse was more malevolent than any curse. He didn't need righteous energy, the Devouring Heaven Scripture, or the blood of the Ancestral Dragon; he could suppress the earth's veins on his own.
Chen Futu, too lazy to reassemble his body, still wore his tattered face and grinned sinisterly, "This is nothing. The real fun is just beginning."
"What the hell are you?!"
The martial god was terrified. Everyone else was afraid of the earth vein curse, but was the filthy thing in front of him really Chen Futu?
This is absolutely insane!
The emperors who were secretly watching the battle shared the same thought; they couldn't believe that the filthy thing was Chen Futu, which was a thousand times more evil than the earth vein curse.
"Hehehe, next, let me give you some appetizers."
Chen Futu suddenly transformed into a gust of cold wind and pounced on the Martial God, shouting, "Sleep paralysis!"
Boom!
A chilling wind swept backward, suddenly bending the God of War's body under the sky. His hunched body trembled violently as the chilling wind seeped into his body, stretching his God of War form like a giant balloon.
This scene is unbelievable.
Even though Fu Shuang had personally witnessed the sinister carvings of the evil corpse, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. "The secret technique of severing the three corpses—what kind of species does the evil thought that is severed belong to?"
The evil corpse's behavior shattered everyone's worldview. It was something outside the rules, completely immune to physical damage, and could transform into all sorts of dark forms, representing the ultimate evil.
In fact, Chen Futu himself had limited understanding of the evil corpse, and it was only by chance that he managed to slay the three corpses.
The legendary severing of the three corpses only exists in the Great World of mythology, which is the highest level plane, from which the Goddess Pingxin and Nuwa came.
For example, in the mythology of the prehistoric world, the most well-known Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West all practiced the secret method of severing the three corpses. Laozi is the benevolent corpse of Taiqing Daode Tianzun, and Bodhi Patriarch is the benevolent corpse of Zhunti Daoren, and so on.
Regardless, Chen Futu's creation of three corpses in this martial arts world has placed him above the will of this realm.
"Damn, damn!"
The Earth Vein Martial God was stretched by the Yin Wind and finally exploded, transforming once again into endless curse mist that reassembled.
At the same time, the yin wind also transformed into the appearance of Chen Futu, who looked at the panting Martial God with a grin, "Oh ho ho ho! You're not good either. You can't even withstand one ghost-pressing move. I'm only a demigod level now. If I reach the Martial God level, I can crush you with a single finger. So you might as well go back to your lair and eke out a living."
"Chen Futu, I want you dead!"
The God of War was furious.
The Earth Vein Clan's power has extended from ancient times to the present. They have killed countless Martial Gods. Even powerful figures like the Human Emperor and the Moon God are dead. How could a demigod be able to overpower him? He didn't believe it!
Chen Futu was displeased: "You ignorant fool, then let me show you what true fear is."
For the rest of the time, Chen Futu practically dominated his opponent, rubbing him in the ground. While the attack wasn't particularly lethal, it was extremely humiliating.
He even used the "Thousand-Year Killing" technique – what a ghost wall, what a ghost pressing on the bed, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would believe it?
"You evil corpse, that's enough. Stop ruining my reputation."
Chen Futu traveled through the lair of the earth's veins and witnessed the entire great battle through the connection of wills.
He was amazed by the evil corpse's power, but also felt a burning hatred for it.
Damn it, doesn't the Holy Emperor have any dignity?
"Mind your own business and worry about yourself," the evil corpse's reply echoed deep within his soul. Chen Futu said, "You believe me, I'll have my own corpse and the good corpse deal with you later?"
"You'd better finish this quickly, or this thing will be impossible to kill."
The evil corpse wanted to kill the war god, but unfortunately, it couldn't kill him as long as the ancestral temple wasn't destroyed. It was already quite remarkable that it could suppress the opponent with its demigod strength.
As Chen Futu was pondering, a familiar figure suddenly flashed by. Chen Futu thought he was seeing things, "It's her..."