Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1404 - 678: Domain Unleashed (Part 2)

He clearly sensed the passing of life.

If this continues, even an immortal body would be beaten into a pulp!

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, risking the complete collapse of his true form, forcefully detonating all of the remaining corpse qi within his body.

Boom!

A circle of ghastly green poisonous fire exploded outward, forcibly interrupting Fang Cheng’s relentless barrage of punches.

Taking advantage of this powerful counterforce, Jiang Chen’s figure flickered through the twisted space, instantly distancing himself by hundreds of meters.

At this moment, most of his body was already in tatters.

Two Bone Spurs were forcibly snapped, disappearing, and the gaping hole in his chest even allowed direct view of his back.

Just as he steadied himself, Jiang Chen’s eerie green eyes fiercely locked onto two villagers hiding in the water channel.

The remaining two Bone Spurs behind him shot out like serpents from their lair, extending tens of meters in an instant.

"Squelch," two muffled sounds echoed as the sharp Bone Spurs pierced through the villagers’ chests, raising them like skewered meat into the air.

"Help..."

The cry for help from the villagers ceased abruptly as it reached their throats.

Supervisor Wu and Qian Dongming, witnessing this from behind the ruins, were scared out of their wits, their crotches instantly drenched.

The two scrambled and fled in the opposite direction of the battlefield.

In their eyes, the "King" they once revered had clearly turned into a monster that required sacrifices to heal through blood.

And they, ordinary people, were the ready blood packages.

In the blink of an eye, the Life Force of the two villagers was entirely drained through the Bone Spurs.

The husks lost all moisture like weathered stones, turning into a cloud of grayish powder dispersing in the sinister wind.

After absorbing mortal essence, the wounds on Jiang Chen’s body visibly shrank and healed.

Rolling flesh buds intertwined, rapidly filling the gaps.

At the spot where the Bone Spur was broken, under a series of teeth-grinding pressures, a brand new white bone spur grew anew.

"Boy, if I don’t skin and draw you this day, I vow not to be human!"

Jiang Chen roared in uncontrolled rage.

He took a deep breath, the dispersed black qi on his skin surged dramatically, soaring skyward like wolf smoke.

The thick corpse qi formed substantial ominous clouds under his feet, slowly lifting his body into the air.

His aura not only did not decrease but became even more tyrannically ferocious than before.

On the ground, Fang Cheng maintained his punching stance, the muscles of his drooping right arm rhythmically bulging and flexing.

Scalding qi and blood surged beneath the skin, emitting a shocking heat, building up strength for another round of even more violent attacks.

"The warm-up ends here."

Jiang Chen looked down at Fang Cheng from above, spreading his arms wide, and said loudly:

"Next, I will let you see what true Godly power looks like."

His voice no longer carried anger but turned to a cool indifference that viewed all beings as ants.

"Magic Domain expands, Corpse Mountain Blood Sea!"

As the words fell, the originally dried-up well at the center of the ruins suddenly let out thunderous roars.

Subsequently, thick, foul-smelling, dark red blood water erupted from the well like magma spewing from beneath the earth’s crust.

In merely a breath’s time, the blood wave engulfed the entire shrine courtyard, rapidly spreading outward and transforming the earth into a sea of blood.

The surrounding crumbled walls and ruins, soaked in the blood water, began to twist and dissolve violently, as if thrown into strong acid.

A towering corpse mountain, composed of countless bones and limbs, rose dramatically behind Jiang Chen amid the roars.

And in the cascading blood sea, thousands upon thousands of suffering and wailing faces appeared densely.

There were ancient soldiers clad in heavy armor, ordinary humans in various attires, and many monks in robes, twisted in anguish.

Ghastly green ghost lights lit up across the blood waves simultaneously, flickering endlessly, those were thousands of eyes filled with venomous hatred.

"Woo-woo, woo-woo..."

Numerous mouths opened and closed simultaneously, emitting shrill demonic sounds enough to drive any ordinary person insane.

These lives that he once slaughtered and devoured had now all transformed into the cornerstone of this domain of despair.

Jiang Chen stood atop the Corpse Mountain, suspended in the very center of the Blood Sea.

The four intact Bone Spurs behind him spread open completely like a peacock spreading its tail, resembling an ancient Demon God walking out of mythology.

The space of the entire Inner World creaked under the unbearable pressure of this terrifying force.

He stretched out his right claw, covered in blue scales, and pointed it at Fang Cheng from afar, his voice like rolling thunder, reverberating with shockwaves:

"Boy, in this Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, become the nourishment for this king!"

Facing the apocalyptic scene before him, Fang Cheng remained surprisingly calm.

He twisted his neck a few times, clenching his fists, as a series of cracking sounds similar to frying Beans emanated from his knuckles.

"You’re right, the warm-up should indeed be over."

Boom!

With those words, pure Golden Flame erupted from within him once more, transforming into a fiercely burning pillar of fire that soared straight into the sky.

The intense heat instantly incinerated several approaching Evil Spirits into nothingness.

The surging blood waves evaporated into vast swathes of red mist whenever they neared his three-meter vicinity.

Fang Cheng slightly bent his knees and leaped into the air.

Yet, unlike before, he did not fall back under the pull of gravity but hovered steadily in mid-air dozens of meters above ground, facing Jiang Chen from afar.

The green fire in Jiang Chen’s eyes suddenly froze, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face:

"How can you also walk through the air?"

Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze carrying a touch of pity for the brainless:

"Did my fists knock your brains out? I originally flew down from the sky to land here."

Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless, his withered face twitching twice.

Fang Cheng ignored his embarrassment, slowly spreading his hands, his tone revealing powerful confidence amidst calmness:

"Flying is not a difficult skill to master, and neither is the Domain. Since you want to play big, I’ll show my true skills and accompany you to the end."

With that, his expression suddenly turned solemn, and his lips parted slightly.

"Domain Unfold."

With those calmly uttered four words, Fang Cheng’s hands snapped together suddenly.

Pop!

The Golden Flame on his body exploded, transforming into a visible golden ring-like shockwave, sweeping towards all directions.

Wherever it passed, the sinister wind abruptly halted, and the air warped and deformed under the incredible high temperatures.

The entire Inner World seemed to become a gigantic celestial furnace.

The once tumultuous blood waves began to boil and dry up under the extreme Pure Yang Fire at a visible speed.

The white bones on Corpse Mountain emitted cracking sounds of unbearable stress, spreading blackened traces, and gradually turning to ashes.

This was no longer merely suppression by Qi Field but a forcible overlap of two entirely different spatial concepts in reality.

Behind Fang Cheng, in the void, a resplendent golden light manifestation appeared prominently.

The halos rippled outward like water waves, casting his masculine and fit physique to resemble a descending Divine Buddha, sacred and unviewable directly.

And deep within the clouds above him, the endless sea of fire split apart on both sides.

A majestic palace slowly emerged high above the Nine Heavens.

Constructed entirely of red-gold glazed tiles, it radiated boundless light, illuminating the vast sky.

The aura of absolute Yang and rigidity tore and covered the originally gloomy rules of the Inner World.

This dazzling Divine Palace repressed the fortune of the world with an absolute posture that crushed all things.

The Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, which Jiang Chen prided himself on, paled in comparison to this resplendent golden Divine Domain, as insignificant as snow under the blazing sun.

He stared blankly up at the palace in the sky, his stiff undead face displaying complete fear and shock for the first time, his voice trembling:

"What... what kind of Dharmic Image is this..."

Fang Cheng hovered above the golden sea of fire, his eyes filled with dancing flames, like a king surveying the mortal realm.

He slowly raised his right arm, his fingertip pointing directly at the once-mighty millennial Corpse King:

"Now, please go to your death."