Chronicles of the Old Days
Chapter 283

Advancement

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"Still so weak and powerless!" Zhao Yifan patted his body, got up from the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of blood. His blood-stained teeth grinned, making him look ferocious. "I thought you were going to beat me to death this time!"

"Hey, Ancient Moon Hall, kill a few more! He's not doing a good job!" Zhao Yifan shouted, his aura rising as if he were a madman.

In Lu Li's eyes, Zhao Yifan's protagonist aura began to tremble and even burn, overflowing with a large amount of luck. His artistic conception and mental state were also constantly rising, slowly approaching a state of high unity.

With a scream, a beautiful woman lost her life. Wu Siqi's heart trembled again, and his aura surged wildly, violently impacting Wu Siqi condition.

Wu Siqi, who could be described as a half-dragon, spread his arms and roared to the sky. The earth began to tremble. His earth talent, inherited from the Earth Dragon, began to awaken. With the power of his bloodline, Wu Siqi forcibly stepped into the semi-mythical realm.

The entire trembling earth was providing Wu Siqi with endless power. A pale yellow light flashed by, and Wu Siqi appeared behind Zhao Yifan, his powerful fist swinging down wildly.

Just as Zhao Yifan's body was about to be freed, Wu Siqi's fist slammed into the ground, sending countless bits of dirt flying. Wu Siqi frantically waved his hands, slapping away the flying dirt and rocks.

Zhao Yifan's figure flashed, splitting into several phantoms. The burning Red Gauze Sword spun wildly, cutting and slicing through all the soil and rocks, and continuously creating illusory bodies.

Wu Siqi's figure flashed, and the air was torn apart by terrifying force. He left behind a series of afterimages in the air. At each of Zhao Yifan's phantoms, one could see him pause slightly and leave behind an afterimage.

All of Zhao Yifan's illusions were swept away, but the next moment, a terrifying energy fluctuation came from the sky. Wu Siqi looked up and saw Zhao Yifan hovering in the air. The sky was filled with clouds and wind, forming a terrifying and ominous vortex.

Zhao Yifan held the sword in one hand, terrifying black flames burning on it. He laughed maniacally and shouted, "That's it! You can become even stronger? Come on, show me how strong you can become!!"

Cracks appeared on the Red Gauze Sword. Zhao Yifan swung the sword down, sending it hurtling towards Wu Siqi like a Red Gauze Sword, followed by black flames capable of burning and Destruction everything.

Behind Zhao Yifan, the Three Suns Seven Stars rose into the sky, making the sky even darker. Endless power of heaven and earth entered Zhao Yifan's body, and then his body suddenly fell downwards. His right hand clenched into a fist, and he descended from the sky. The terrifying air pressure pressed the ground down, leaving a fist imprint.

Wu Siqi's legs sank into the mud, and he let out a roar that sounded like both a human and a dragon. The muscles in his hands suddenly expanded, then solidified and compressed, turning into something like refined steel, with veins bulging out one by one. He then threw a punch towards the sky.

A terrifying gust of wind erupted from the fist, and the crimson Red Gauze Sword struck Wu Siqi's fist. The already cracked Red Gauze Sword developed more and more cracks before shattering completely. The ensuing black flames of Destruction then crashed into Wu Siqi's body.

Zhao Yifan was also extremely fast. He descended from the sky and punched Wu Siqi, who was in the black flames. He poured out all the vast power of heaven and earth that he had absorbed through the Black Heaven Descent.

Wu Siqi's body suddenly lurched downwards, and he was slammed into the soil by the terrifying force. His bones broke, his blood vessels burst, and blood splattered everywhere.

Hu Wenxu shook his head and unleashed a palm strike. One of Wu Siqi's most beloved women was instantly reduced to a bloody mist. The women trembled with fear, but their bodies were held firmly in place by a terrifying force, unable to move.

Another palm strike was unleashed, another burst of blood mist erupted, and an extremely frenzied roar came from the ground, the entire world seemingly filled with that terrifying howl, that mournful cry of utmost sorrow.

The earth cracked open, and Zhao Yifan's body was thrown back, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The bones in his right hand, which he used to throw a punch, were all broken, and some parts were even shattered. The rest of his body was covered with terrifying wounds. If these wounds had been on anyone else, they would probably have killed them long ago.

A figure burst from the ground, with a thick, swaying snake tail and bulging, muscular hands clenched tightly. Wu Siqi appeared above Zhao Yifan's flying body, and swung his arm down, striking Zhao Yifan's back.

With a "crack," Zhao Yifan's body bent backward into a V-shape and fell into the soil like a meteor, leaving a deep, human-shaped crater. Wu Siqi, who was in mid-air, also fell downward. He tucked his legs in, knees down, and rushed straight towards Zhao Yifan in the crater.

Zhao Yifan lay prone in the deep pit, his body trembling as he slightly raised his head. Above him, Wu Siqi's figure descended, the light blocked, and all he could see was a mixture of sweat, blood, and mud.

He might die, but he had already died once before. He knew that the Black Heaven Hall's techniques could drive people insane, and he was also aware that his previous behavior made him look like a madman in the eyes of ordinary people.

But perhaps he should have gone mad when he died in his previous life. Compared to his previous life, he didn't live long in this one either, but he doesn't regret it. Being able to see his own desires clearly and being able to abandon everything to realize what you call a dream or a delusion is really wonderful!

"Die!" Wu Siqi's body was almost entirely covered in scales, and apart from the lack of tentacles in his mouth, he was no different from the dragon demon that Lu Li had glimpsed. He knelt down on one knee and charged directly at Zhao Yifan's head. Perhaps the next moment, Zhao Yifan's head would explode like a watermelon.

However, the anticipated watermelon explosion did not occur. Instead, a layer of eerie black substance appeared above Zhao Yifan's body, firmly blocking Wu Siqi's impact, and the black substance continued to increase.

"Not bad!" Lu Li smiled. Zhao Yifan had succeeded. With this successful example, all the data was in place. In just a few breaths, the Black Heaven Fourth Volume was completed in Lu Li's mind.

Just as Zhao Yifan succeeded, in the Dream Interstice, Lu Li's wizard avatar suddenly raised his head and looked at the Martial Arts Dreamlands in front of him. The Dreamlands trembled, and what was being nurtured inside seemed to be complete and about to open.

"How is this possible? You shouldn't have any chance to fight back!" Wu Siqi roared madly. No matter how much he struggled, he was firmly held by the black substance.

Countless black substances emerged from the pit, pushing Wu Siqi out. More and more black substances were generated, and Zhao Yifan's nearly paralyzed body was also dragged up by the black substances. The black substances gradually condensed into a pitch-black humanoid shape, and Wu Siqi was being held in its hand.

After finishing the fourth watch, I, Xu Ming, will now give a reward!

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