??Chapter 1123: 568 Back to Reality (4000)
Chapter 1123: 568 Back to Reality (4000)
Arrogant, unyielding, burning…
At this mont, it seed as if a fla was flickering in Casio’s eyes, distorting and blurring everything around him. The colors of everything, the contours of the world, the sound of the gale. Everything began to deform rapidly, losing aning.
Ti seed to recede like sea water from all directions.
Everything was frozen at that last mont.
Around the world, countless Secret Martial Art hobbyists were still looking up to the sky, shouting “Countless demonic thoughts, Sacred Heart Scripture”; in Florence, all the major human forces were still fiercely battling the dark beast tide brought by the calamitous dark sludge, with elite warriors grim and bloodstained. Only so elder-level powerhouses looked up at the sky, seemingly praying and calling out the na of the Demon Figure Gate Master; Dark Ice Extre Fist and Weeping Sound of Devil confronted each other.
The aged face of the White Bird Sacred Fist master bore a complex expression as he looked at Casio through the portal between two realms. Behind him were seven terrifying Ultimate Dark Entities!
At the very apex of the sky, three Heaven’s Gate doors emanating platinum holy light simultaneously pulled at the chains, carrying the gigantic demonic arms filled with sinful thoughts away.
And at the very center, the silhouette swinging a fierce fist towards the sky crumbled into quicksand, leaving only a head solidified and suspended in mid-air.
Everything—people, objects, light, wind—ford a vivid and surging portrait. The pinnacle of an era, a fiery conclusion.
Casio rembered it all, deeply branded into his mind.
Over three years, Casio completely underwent a heart-wrenching experience. Nurous changes had already quietly taken place during this process.
Each Era Retrospection not only brought him an increase in strength but also elevated his ntal realm. Casio was like a piece of raw iron, each entry into the Era of Retrospection was a quenching and forging. Clang clang clang, sparks flying everywhere. Impurities fell away, leaving only the pure. What resulted was indestructible fine steel!
At this mont, Casio felt complete. The end of one story is not the end but the beginning of another new story. Look forward, the Southern Dipper stars are guiding the direction…
Hong Li Federation Calendar year 156, October 29th.
In the eastern part of the Federation, North Flow Country, Baichuan City.
On the outskirts of the city, near a lush expanse of forest, stood a vast white private estate. Fragrant gardens, lush ornantal trees, green lawns, and stylish villa buildings.
In front of the manor was a wide, flat cent road leading to the highway outside the forest. At the entrance, a burly man dressed in black like a bodyguard patrolled back and forth. There were even patrols inside the forest.
There were no patrolling figures behind the manor, by the beautiful lakeside villa. Because, that was where the Demon Figure Gate Master resided.
A crescent-shaped balcony, a breeze carrying the moist scent of flowers gently brushed past.
The figure sitting on the black and white striped sofa opened his eyes.
His blue-black pupils reflected the azure sky, white clouds, mirrors of lake water birds. It seed as if in an instant, the entire world was captured in his pupils.
Sunlight shone on the Dark Hunt Mask, reflecting a slight gleam.
Click.
A palm pressed on the edge of the mask, slowly removing it.
“The fifth retrospection is over.”
“I… have returned…”
Casio abruptly stood up from the sofa, his peak montous aura bursting forth, carrying terrifying fluctuations that affected the natural environnt. The Overlord of the Fist, his aura released, unstoppable as it pressed forward. With overwhelming montum, he went undefeated, the most dominant and tyrannical presence.
As soon as the aura of Tyrant Fist appeared, everyone within the private estate felt their brains violently shake and black out.
Whether they were ordinary people or well-trained organization elites.
“Whew…”
In the crescent-shaped balcony, Casio slowly exhaled a breath of warm air.
The terrifying aura of the Tyrant Fist level had already been withdrawn. In the next second, he appeared no different from an ordinary person. It seed like the sudden burst just a mont ago was rely an illusion, a fantasy.
However, the sight of personnel passed out everywhere in the private estate and surrounding forest proved that what had occurred was no illusion.
Unlike the previous returns from retrospection, this ti Casio easily mastered the wildly surging power within his body, even though the fifth retrospection had brought the most fierce increase in strength. Because, he had thoroughly reached the legendary realm of Tyrant Fist in this retrospection!
This level had already surpassed that of Boxing Masters and Grandmasters, reaching an indescribable state. Perfect control of his own power, his own Qi, his own will, wasn’t it effortless?
At least, at this mont, Casio was under no pressure at all.
He easily contained the volcanic eruption-like might within his body, thoroughly digesting all gains from this retrospection.
From a top Fighter, Ultimate Fighter, to the realm of Tyrant Fist.
Within the realm of Tyrant Fist, he again took steps that would usually take hundreds of years to cross in the stage of Qi cultivation. This showed how great the achievents of the fifth retrospection were.
Naturally, for Casio, what he was most proud of was not these things. But rather, during the ultimate battle in Florence, landing a punch and a kick on the Calamity Source, Xiadu! This was what made Casio feel the surge of emotions now back in the Real World, a feeling of imnse pride and sense of achievent.
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