Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1273 - 618: Scorching Light Dispels the Darkness

After a brief impasse, the formidable vitality and robust blood energy inherent to powerful humans ultimately triumphed over the Black Monsters' ingrained fear of flame.

With unified, ear-splitting shrieks, they transformed into four grotesque black streaks, hurtling towards the shimmering golden light shield.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

A dense, corrosive sound erupted, akin to ice being violently forced onto a searing hot iron plate.

Upon contact with the True Sun Fire, the Black Monsters' forms began to emit vast quantities of foul-smelling black smoke.

They writhed and twisted in agony within the noxious fumes.

Nonetheless, they clung tenaciously to the golden light shield, intent on using their malevolent energy to forcibly breach the defensive barrier.

The golden flames flickered subtly but remained steadfast, refusing to yield an inch.

Fang Cheng remained rooted to the spot, observing these persistent nuisakances with a cold gaze.

"Is that all you've got?"

Having assessed the potency of these creatures, he let out a dismissive snort and deliberately retracted his encompassing Domain.

Witnessing the disappearance of this protective field, the four Black Monsters immediately lunged like ravenous wolves from all directions.

A visible ring of gray ripples suddenly propagated through the air.

Fang Cheng perceived the hall before him distort and warp incongruously.

The surrounding walls appeared to animate, ominously oozing scarlet blood.

The ground beneath transformed into a mire of blood and flesh, from which countless pallid hands emerged to ensnare his ankles with a relentless grip.

Haunting moans and sinister whispers swirled madly about his ears.

Concurrently, the Black Monsters' bodies fragmented into dozens of wispy, gray-white tendrils.

These tendrils slithered up Fang Cheng's legs like serpents, coiling around his waist and neck, seeking to pierce his skin and drain his vital essence.

For any ordinary individual in this blighted realm, even a Telekinesis User, confronting such terrifying apparitions would invariably lead to madness, leaving behind a desiccated husk.

Yet, Fang Cheng stood unfazed, his expression unreadable.

The spectral wails and mournful cries, capable of driving ordinary minds to insanity, failed to disturb the tranquil depths of his gaze.

The blood and flesh swamp materializing before him, as if subjected to an inferno's blaze, disintegrated and vanished in less than a second.

The subterranean hall reverted to its former dilapidated state.

As for the misty tendrils entwined around his skin.

They never even had the opportunity to siphon a single iota of vitality before being instantly consumed by an extreme heat.

The formidable Pure Yang True Fire surged along the mist, retaliating fiercely against their primary forms.

Observing the futility of their tactics against their adversary, the Black Monsters were gripped by terror, hastily attempting a retreat.

Fang Cheng, naturally, would not permit their escape.

He raised his right arm diagonally upwards, True Qi surging from his palm.

Buzz—

An invisible Qi Blade, exceeding three feet in length and shimmering with dazzling golden light, quietly coalesced into existence.

He abruptly thrust his right foot forward.

Bang!

The floor tiles fractured, and a shockwave erupted.

"I shall test my new technique upon you today."

Before his words had fully dissipated, Fang Cheng propelled his right foot forward once more.

Bang!

The floor tiles shattered, and a shockwave exploded.

Immediately following, a resplendent crescent-shaped Sword Aura sliced through the gloom.

The floor tiles directly in its path were instantly fused by the intense thermal energy, leaving behind a dark, vitrified groove.

Not a whisper of metal clashing was heard.

Those energy forms, impervious even to bullets, were effortlessly bisected by the Flame Blade's sweep, as if cleaving through butter with a heated blade.

The shrill screams ceased abruptly, and the severed remnants suspended in mid-air were instantly engulfed by the True Sun Fire, incinerated into nothingness.

The remaining two Black Monsters sensed the imminent danger, abruptly altering their trajectory mid-flight, turning to vanish into the black miasma outside the passage.

"Attempting to flee?"

Fang Cheng's left leg, recoiling like a spring coiled to its absolute limit, suddenly pulverized the floor tiles.

His entire being, akin to a cannonball discharged from its barrel, instantly closed the interceding distance.

His left hand fisted tightly, True Qi intensely compressed upon his knuckles, unleashing a Straight Punch towards the third Black Monster's ephemeral form.

Boom!

The ferocious gust of wind from his fist, intertwined with flames, manifested as a golden pillar of light, penetrating halfway across the underground hall.

The Black Monster was obliterated into incandescent ash on the spot by the sheer force of the punch.

Even the robust concrete support pillar situated behind it bore a large, blackened-edged aperture from the punch's residual impact.

Fragments of stone shot outwards like projectiles, scattering forcefully.

At this juncture, the final Black Monster had already reached the fringes of the passage entrance.

Fang Cheng's gaze sharpened, and he advanced once more to pursue.

His right leg shot out like a scorpion's tail, slicing the air with a whistle as it delivered a Whip Kick.

A powerful golden Qi Blade detached from his technique, precisely striking the spine of the final Black Monster.

Squeak——

The slicing Qi Blade carved a deep, seven to eight-meter chasm into the robust passage wall.

With a final, piercing wail, the Black Monster dissolved entirely within the flames, dissipating into nothingness.

The oppressive black mist that had filled the area, now devoid of its master, appeared to lose all vitality, scattering into disarray.

In mere moments, it was rapidly vaporized by the intense heat radiating from Fang Cheng.

A gradual warmth began to permeate the hall.

The underground chamber descended back into profound silence.

Only the lingering, faint golden radiance from Fang Cheng’s form, not yet fully faded, illuminated the surrounding devastation, casting light upon the bloodstains and fallen bodies scattered across the ground.

It was like a solitary, eternal flame against an endless expanse of night.

Kael gazed, awe-struck, at the silhouette resembling a War God.

His lips quivered, his mind utterly vacant.

It was not fear that gripped him, but rather an overwhelming surge of excitement and elation.

"Light... sunlight banishing the darkness..."

He whispered the words unconsciously.

An ancient legend, long passed down through the desolate lands, struck his mind with the force of lightning.

Yet, he dared not utter another sound, even consciously stifling his breathing to its absolute minimum, terrified of disturbing the sacred spectacle unfolding before him.