Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

[You gained 1 free attribute point]

The long-lost system prompt made his eyes light up.

Killing the split creatures of the True Demon Mother Insect can trigger the Evil Slayer talent!

A frantic grin appeared on his face, driven by a desire for purity.

Add points, charge!

As the outpost, he actively started to advance the combat position!

On the battlefield, magical artifacts and talismans shot out, blade glints and sword shadows flashed, explosions and thunderbolt roared, countless limbs and blood were chaotically flying around.

People continuously fell, yet others constantly broke through and became the soul figures in small battle zones.

Waves of air roared on the battlefield, like crimson plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

They were the cultivators and demon beasts giving their last dance to the world before dying.

They detonate their cultivation to unleash the Transformation Strike!

Despite the crushing contrast in battle power between the sides, relying on uncountable cultivators and demon beasts putting their lives aside and fighting fiercely, the waves of split creatures were miraculously contained!

At this moment, humans and demon beasts finally achieved unprecedented unity and harmony.

United we stand!

At the very front of the battlefield, Lu Wenwu carrying Dragon Mansion did not advance quickly.

He killed swiftly, yet his opponents replenished even faster.

He spent nearly ten hours and finally gradually detached from the main force, crossed a distance of hundreds of miles, and alone reached the first defense line.

Traversing the interception net formed by arrays, he faced the most turbulent wave of split creatures!

This could almost be considered a boundary line.

Beyond the boundary, the concentration of Power of Corruption soared, far surpassing what Lu Wenwu had felt within the Cyan Profound Sword Sect’s seal.

Without the Merit Power or some other special means to suppress it, even Divinity Transformation cultivators would find it hard to survive in such an environment, let alone deal with the siege of the split creature tides.

In the environment wrapped in Power of Corruption, the split creatures saw Lu Wenwu as a Taotie feast.

Almost instantly, a massive wave of split creatures with Divinity Transformation combat power rushed toward him.

This constant onslaught was more terrifying than challenging a top master.

It was a silent erosion.

Prolonged slaughter can numb, can bewilder.

The sustained tension on the battlefield pushes the soul to its limits.

Even with Lu Wenwu’s firm will, he still felt mentally fatigued from this ongoing slaughter.

Even the Military Killing Fist’s frantic progression and rapid increase in purity couldn’t wash away this weariness with joy.

A punch was thrown out, directly clearing a massive number of split creatures.

His fists were like meticulously colossal agricultural machinery, plowing the land before him time and again.

From morning’s blood war to noon, and from noon’s blood war to dusk, he lost count of how many split creatures he’d killed.

But around the True Demon Mother Insect, it seemed endless, with countless black breeding sacs constantly bursting forth new enemies.

His divine sense swept through the battlefield; no one retreated.

The light of magical treasures, the lifebound divine techniques of demon beasts, the rumble of Transformation Strike, continuously resonated over this land.

Every minute, every second, cultivators and demon beasts fell, split creatures were exploded.

But in the next moment, someone else always filled in, plugging the gap.

The confrontation was completely stalemated.

Like two steel blades clashing together.

A single misstep could lead to eternal damnation.

Relying on the powers of Purgatory Great Wall and Doomsday Defense Line, the cultivators tenaciously held the entire line, rotated for recovery and breathing, endlessly throwing themselves into this flesh-grinding warfare.

This is good, yet also bad.

They had no surplus strength to counterattack.

Except for some Divinity Transformation powerhouses, other battle zones couldn’t even advance the front lines!

Even if some areas managed to advance a few kilometers, they would be quickly suppressed back due to isolation and lack of support.

Under these circumstances, how could they talk of counter-attacking the Loose Immortals, and completely save this world?

Lu Wenwu doubted that they could simply fight until all split creatures were annihilated.

The birth of split creatures merely required energy to be endlessly released.

Yet each split creature killed demanded the lives of humans and demon race to battle!

Human cultivators and demon race’s lives were being consumed by the minute, while their split creatures seemed inexhaustible!

This was inherently an unequal battle!

Time passed.

From the start of the battle until now, no one knew how much time had elapsed.

Almost everyone lost their sense of time.

The cultivators rotating had switched countless times.

From the first defense line to within the range of the Purgatory Great Wall, every inch of land was already tainted by the Power of Corruption, the earth filled with a bloodthirsty and sinister black-red.

Severed limbs and chunks of flesh covered the battlefield repeatedly, shattered by the ubiquitous impacts.

The dark curtain grew ever deeper.

The cultivators on the Doomsday Defense Line had to expend more power to accurately lock onto targets, while avoiding sneak attacks from the combat remnants flying everywhere in the chaotic battlefield.

Charge!

Defense!

Risk life and limb!

Everyone was desperately squeezing their own potential, exhausting the spiritual power from their dantian.

Lu Wenwu was no exception.

Alone at the forefront, Lu Wenwu was a beacon in everyone’s hearts—a torch standing before victory.

He could not fall, could not retreat, could not be halted!

Step by step, he resolutely advanced forward, already surpassed the first defense line as an even more forward support!

His physical exhaustion surpassed mental fatigue.

Only by switching back and forth between human form and dragon form could he sustain himself alone in this vast sea of split creatures.

The battle experience imparted by the Old Dragon Emperor was rapidly being mastered.

Lu Wenwu’s physical functions were declining, even the terrifying recovery speed couldn’t keep up with the intense consumption.

But his fists grew mysteriously stronger, fiercer amidst the increasingly fierce combat!

An Endless Sea of Blood emerged behind him, a blazing and pure killing intent rainbow spanned across the sea, resembling a Life Bridge crossing to the other shore.

The Military Killing Fist, born for battlefields, displayed its might at this moment!

In the fierce battlefield, Lu Wenwu seemed to enter a kind of spellbinding state.

The colossal killing intent accumulated over hundreds of reincarnations had permeated his soul, melding into the equally massive Sea of Blood.

The True Meaning of Martial Arts, like a Demon Saber, was drawn by two immense forces, grotesquely casting a tangible vision into the air!

Suddenly, at a certain instant.

Lu Wenwu’s body attribute reached a staggering [9999]!

This seemed to have pushed his body to some sort of limit, even slaying stronger enemies couldn’t earn him more free attribute points.

This was a limit, also a pinnacle.

His body felt exhausted, yet his Spirit, Essence, and Qi were more brilliant than ever.

Under a unique intentional effect, Lu Wenwu instinctively threw a punch.

Suddenly, a blood-red full-bodied Demon Saber pierced through the dark curtain.

Killing intent and Blood Evil Qi completely fused, perfectly integrating into the True Meaning of Martial Arts, transforming into the Heaven-Reaching Fist Intent exclusive to the Military Killing Fist!

”Zing!”

With a punch thrown, the killing intent and evil qi in the entire world were stirred.

The golden-red heavy fist covered in Dragon Scale appeared like a Demon God’s descent, instantly bringing an eerie peace across the battlefield.

The next instant, all split creatures within hundreds of miles before Lu Wenwu halted.

They only felt a bone-chilling cold sweeping through their bodies, slitting their throats, piercing their hearts.

The fierce fist gang surged like a tornado, creating intense ripples.

Then, all the stunned split creatures began to fracture from their heads, silently falling like willow catkins to the ground, with even the Power of Corruption eradicated.

Lu Wenwu grinned savagely.

The Military Killing Fist was no longer listed among his personal skills, nor had any realm level.

Yet now he was entirely certain—Military Killing Fist, today broke into the Realm of All Laws and Gods!