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High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 652 - 438: Immortal Flame, Divine Soldier Descends, Martial Saint Dies! (Part 2)
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Chapter 652: Chapter 438: Immortal Flame, Divine Soldier Descends, Martial Saint Dies! (Part 2)

"You can’t sustain your battle for long, I guess your strength is almost exhausted. How many more times can you use your Fist Technique?"

"The Martial Saint Tower communicates with heaven and earth, passed down for a thousand years, even possessing the supreme mighty power to allow one to reach the Saint Realm. You simply don’t understand the power of the Martial Saint Tower. As long as the Martial Saint Tower is not destroyed, my strength is virtually inexhaustible..."

"How can you possibly kill me?"

"So right now, I don’t need to do anything. I just need to wait for the strength in your body to be exhausted, and the final victor will still be me."

"You’re doomed!"

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint said at the end and couldn’t help but laugh wildly, as he was already standing in an invincible position.

Hearing a dignified Martial Saint, who had always boasted of himself as a God of the Human World, say such shameless words, the elders of the Military Department and the Battle Zone Generals above the bay were all filled with righteous indignation.

"Shameless, a dignified Martial Saint can actually say such shameless words!"

"That’s right, how can he be so shameless, is this guy really a Martial Saint?"

The voices from the bay reached his ears, and the face of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint looked terribly ugly. How could he not feel aggrieved at this moment? A dignified Martial Saint being forced to rely on the Martial Saint Tower to survive by an Eighth Level Martial Artist; if this got out, his face would be utterly lost.

"But history is always written by the victors..."

"Even if today’s events get out, so what..."

"I am still a Martial Saint, still that God of the Human World, and who dares to offend me!"

Looking at the frenzied Overlord Blade Martial Saint, Su Mu’s face flashed with a trace of disdain. His gaze no longer fell on the clownish figure before him, but rather focused on that towering pillar of light that rose to the heavens, and then he chuckled softly.

"Heh, how do you know I can’t break this tower?"

"How do you know that my greatest strength isn’t something other than these fists?"

"Wu Ba, you are truly pitiful. Even until now, you don’t know what trump card I really prepared for you!"

Hearing this, the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s wild laugh came to an abrupt halt, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a chill surged in his heart. Could such a powerful Fist Technique not even be Su Mu’s trump card?

What exactly would Su Mu’s trump card be?

What could be even more terrifying than that Fist Technique?

"Impossible, that’s impossible, what other trump card could you have? You must be bluffing, there’s no meaning to what you’re doing!" the Overlord Blade Martial Saint coldly spoke.

"Is that so..."

"Then open your eyes wide and watch carefully!"

"The final thirty seconds..."

Su Mu took a deep breath, and at this moment, twenty-four Immortal Cells within his body were pushed to the extreme.

Then...

Poof!

The twenty-four Immortal Cells burned furiously from the inside out, transforming into twenty-four stars. The Immortal Flame burst forth from his body, then circulated on every inch of Su Mu’s flesh.

The immortal radiance at this moment soared to the pinnacle of brilliance, like a sublimation.

Immortal Radiance!

Divine Flame!

An Immortal Star Map appeared directly on Su Mu’s body at this moment, and then one golden pattern after another began to emerge on Su Mu’s skin. Finally, these golden patterns completely connected into a piece, transforming into a true Immortal Star Map.

The core of this star map, indeed, was at the center of the brow where the Eye of the Martial God was located, which also rose with Immortal Flame.

In an instant!

The wind and clouds changed, the heavens and the earth transformed in color, and all the lights of the world converged on Su Mu. At this moment, Su Mu seemed like an Innate Divine Spirit walking out from ancient mythology; he was the only one in this world.

"What of the Martial Saint?"

Su Mu spoke indifferently, then launched a punch.

Faced with this punch, the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s hairs stood on end. His instinct as a Martial Saint told him that what was coming next was extremely dangerous, and he might fall!

"You, you..."

Before the Immortal Flame, time and space seemed to be ignited, the sky instantly turned into a sea of fire, and any grand momentum of the world had to retreat.

At the same time, this punch was unavoidable.

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint could only use all his strength, pushing the Martial Saint Tower to the extreme, to block it in front of him.

Bang!

Light, time, and space seemed to be infinitely stretched within this punch, and the mighty power descending from the Martial Saint Tower shook violently, then dented.

Crack.

A crack appeared, followed by another.

The Immortal Flame penetrated through the mighty power of the Martial Saint Tower, landing on the Overlord Blade Martial Saint hiding behind it, and instantly the Immortal Flame set him ablaze.

Then his chest caved in, flesh and blood blurred.

Ah-------

A piercing howl of incomparable agony came from the mouth of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint, but at this critical moment, the Martial Saint Tower suddenly burst into radiance, with another mighty power manifesting as a solid wall.

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint, seeing Su Mu obstructed by the Martial Saint Tower, let out a voice of incomparable pride from his charred face, "Hahaha, I didn’t die..."

"And your aura is rapidly diminishing, you’re reaching your limit, you can’t kill me, you can only smash my flesh..."

"But what good does that do?"

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint laughed wildly, basking in the mighty power of the Martial Saint Tower. Soon, his injuries quickly healed, but there were still flames burning on him, even the mighty power of the Martial Saint Tower couldn’t directly extinguish the Immortal Flame.

"Damn... but once I crush you to death, I’ll have my own way to put out your flames."

"Come again, what other trump cards do you have, quickly bring them out?"

"I am the God of the Human World, I am immortal and undying!"

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Still not enough?"

His gaze fell on the Martial Saint Tower; this thing was indeed incredibly troublesome, but it was not that the Immortal Flame wasn’t strong enough, rather his own strength was indeed, as the Overlord Blade Martial Saint said, nearly exhausted.

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