Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 202 - 76: Sacrificer (Part 3)

The opponent's power is getting stronger.

This...

What's going on?

"Get away from me!"

Cao Wu's big hand roared, his left hand tearing at his clothes, ripping them apart, revealing his upper body covered in bizarre blood-veins.

The blood-veins squirmed, like writhing worms.

"Oh?"

Fang Zheng squinted:

"Still trying to resist?"

He stepped forward, grabbed the opponent's hair, and slammed it hard into the ground repeatedly, whatever tricks you use, if your strength is insufficient... it is insufficient!

......

Thousands of kilometers away, inside a remote island, Nathan was staring intently at the monitoring equipment before him, his face full of solemnity.

Staff in white shirts were busy, gathering various information.

"Blood pressure rising, heart rate accelerating, neural activity inhibited..."

"Titan has activated Type Three Stimulant!"

"This is the latest stimulant, theoretically it can double his physique, but the chance of surviving afterward is less than ten percent."

"What makes him so desperate?"

"Turn on the car camera, retrieve everything that is visible before..."

"There's a figure!"

Someone raised a hand:

"He..."

"How is that possible?"

Before he finished his words, his expression suddenly turned shockingly incredulous.

On the screen.

Two figures were fiercely fighting.

No!

It should be said that one person was exclusively getting beaten, one person was exclusively getting slaughtered.

And the person at a disadvantage was none other than the 'Titan' who had already injected the latest stimulant and was the most powerful in the organization.

Titan, possessing the power of a giant, nearly had no power to fight back in front of the opponent.

"Bang!"

The hard van was like a toy, flattened by a punch, tree trunks as thick as thighs, easily kicked and broken.

Mountains and rocks,

fractured into rubble.

Titan screamed as he was slammed several meters away, before he hit the ground, he was again swatted away, his body violently crashed into the rock on the mountainside, unable to move anymore.

"This is impossible!"

Someone shouted hoarsely:

"Human strength can't reach such a degree!"

"Could it be Xia Country's secret weapon?"

"Impossible, Xia Country has weak research foundation in the field of biology, it can't be..."

"Bang!"

The screen flickered, and then went black.

There was dead silence in the venue.

Especially certain researchers, their eyes were full of despair, unwilling to believe that their years of hard work were so easily crushed.

"Inform the others."

Nathan bowed his head, eyes flickering:

"Come back first, Xia Country's mission is paused, we'll resume after thorough investigation."

"Yes."

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Fang Zheng was holding Cao Wu, sprinting madly on a rugged path.

He went straight all the way.

Leaping across rivers, crashing through forests, just like a fierce tiger, following a straight line charging toward the destination.

"Huff…"

The wild wind swept.

Outside the small courtyard was already crowded with people, yet not a single one dared to approach, whispering softly among themselves about something.

Guo Ziran lay collapsed among the ruins, his vision blurry, barely alive.

At a certain moment.

A familiar figure appeared before his eyes.

"Fang..."

"Master."

Fang Zheng knelt on one knee, lowered his head:

"I've brought him."

"..." Guo Ziran trembled and turned his head, looking at Cao Wu kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, flashes of light flickered in his eyes.

And then it was silent again.

"Good!"

"Good disciple!"

Fang Zheng's expression darkened.

He knew very well, Guo Ziran was critically injured and beyond saving, holding on till now was purely relying on one last breath, he could pass away anytime.

No amount of mental stimulation could reverse this fate.

"Master..."

He opened his mouth and said:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"..." Guo Ziran stared blankly at him, suddenly said:

"I want to know, you... what stage have you reached?"

Towards this disciple, he was equally filled with curiosity, clearly, he never practiced martial arts, yet had an incredibly good foundation, so good that after a few months of practice, he had nothing more to teach him.

In less than a year,

Guo Ziran could no longer comprehend Fang Zheng's realm.

Genius?

These words were not sufficient to describe.

Fang Zheng looked at Guo Ziran, then nodded and stood up.

He first assumed a Three-Body Form posture, then performed a set of Five Elements Fist, lastly twisted his body, transforming into Dragon Form from Xingyi Twelve Forms.

His movements were slow, seemingly ordinary.

But in the eyes of Guo Ziran and Cao Wu, it burst with intense, incredulous enthusiasm.

The reason being.

Fang Zheng, before them, was radiating a blazing aura all over, even without using eyes to see, his presence could be felt.

To the two within close distance, there was an even deeper sensation.

They were as though seeing an utterly vast mountain, just its aura exerting a pressure that generates a sense of irresistible compliance.

Dragon!

Alongside Fang Zheng's eyes implementing Dragon Form from Xingyi Twelve Forms.

Under their perception, it seemed indeed there was a Divine Dragon soaring the sky, proud and indomitable, integrated into Fang Zheng within the field.

Martial Dao Will!

Divine Fist!

The Martial Dao, at this extent, has already reached the level of semi-divine beings.

Cao Wu's body trembled, suddenly howled and cried.

He refused to believe, his lifelong pursuit and refined body through all means were actually a mistaken path, the true path was right in front of him.

"Divine Fist..." Guo Ziran laughed wildly, his body quivering:

"Indeed!"

"Indeed!"

"My disciple, my student..."

From ancient times till now.

The third Martial Arts Grandmaster to comprehend Divine Fist, yet potentially surpassing the other two immensely, turned out to be his disciple.

With such a disciple, what more could one seek?

"Master." Seeing Guo Ziran's emotions fluctuating excessively, Fang Zheng's face changed, hurriedly withdrew his aura, spoke softly:

"Please don't be too agitated."

"Fang Zheng." Guo Ziran opened his eyes wide, fixedly stared at him:

"Do not kill... Cao Wu."

The scene was silent.

Gazing at Guo Ziran, under the other's slow plea, hopeful eyes, Fang Zheng's eyes flickered, finally let out a long sigh and nodded:

"Alright."

"Alright." Guo Ziran smiled peacefully:

"Martial Dao has found its divinity, dying without regret..."

With that.

He slowly bowed his head, no breath left.

"Unexpected."

Cao Wu lifted his head, revealing a cold smile:

"In this era, Xia Country can still give birth to a Martial Arts Grandmaster, indeed Master's old eyes were excellent, Junior Brother has great skills."

Fang Zheng turned around, coldly looked at the opposite.

"Hmph!"

Cao Wu struggled to stand:

"I admit, over the years I may have taken the wrong path, but it doesn't matter, having witnessed the true path today, one day I also can reach your current realm."

He had that confidence.

Fang Zheng gently shook his head:

"You won't have the chance."

"Hmm?" Cao Wu's eyes widened:

"You..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished his sentence, Fang Zheng had already placed a palm on his head, power exploded, directly splattered his brain, causing Cao Wu to bleed from seven orifices as he knelt on the ground.

"The reason Master asked me not to kill you was worrying that I'd commit a sin, destroy my future." Looking at the unbelievable face of Cao Wu, Fang Zheng calmly spoke:

"It's for my own good."

"I promised not to kill you to put Master at ease, you don't really believe I wouldn't kill you, do you?"

Cao Wu indeed believed that.

After all, in Xia Country, respecting ancestral will was deeply rooted, defying it would be great treason, especially in traditional industries.

Fang Zheng had agreed nicely just now.

No one anticipated,

As soon as Guo Ziran departed, he flipped and denied, straightly killed.