Chapter 129 - 128: A World-Destroying Strike

Chapter 129: Chapter 128: A World-Destroying Strike

During the reign of the Eastern Han Ling Emperor, the eunuchs held power, the court grew more corrupt by the day, the people’s hearts yearned for change, and the flames of war were rising everywhere.

A failed scholar named Zhang Jiao was shipwrecked at sea and thought he would surely drown.

Fortunately, he was rescued by a golden *ao* turtle and thus survived the great disaster.

Zhang Jiao was brought to a deserted island, where the golden *ao* turtle would bring him fresh fish every day to sate his hunger.

Their bond gradually deepened. One day, he made a chance discovery.

There were characters carved upon the turtle’s shell.

With nothing else to do, he decided to study them, finding a small joy amidst his suffering.

Who would have thought!

That the characters on the turtle’s shell actually contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Feeling as if he’d found a priceless treasure, he buried himself in arduous cultivation for five years.

Afterward, not only was his martial prowess unrivaled,

...but he could also use talismans and incantations to cure illnesses and exorcise evil.

With his skills fully mastered, he rode the *ao* turtle across the sea, intending to help the world and aid those in peril.

From then on, Zhang Jiao wandered the land, using his talismanic water and immortal arts to cure illnesses and avert disasters for the people.

He stood up against injustice wherever he found it, winning the hearts of the people.

As they say, troubled times give rise to heroes. Zhang Jiao accumulated virtue through good deeds and was known by the people as an Immortal.

When he felt the time was right, he founded the Taiping Dao and proclaimed himself the Great Worthy and Good Teacher.

In an instant, his followers swelled to hundreds of thousands.

He then compiled what he had learned from the golden *ao* turtle into a book.

He named it the *Golden Armor Divine Skill*, splitting it into two volumes.

The first volume was a martial arts treasury, while the second volume detailed the arts of the divine path.

The Martial Canon within contained a total of five Chapters: the Golden Chapter, the Primordial Yang Chapter, the Mountain and Sea Chapter, the Giant Stone Chapter, and the Falling Leaf Chapter.

Named after the Five Elements of heaven and earth, each had its own unique killing moves and characteristics.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jiao was ultimately defeated and died in battle.

The *Golden Armor Divine Skill* was lost in the chaos of war and had not been seen for many years.

And now, the Giant Stone Chapter of this divine skill was seeing the light of day once more.

He Xiaotian’s three hundred and forty years of Inner Strength erupted like a volcano, surging with tremendous power.

The scorching Inner Strength from his *Fire-refined Golden Body* was at its core, like a blazing sun hanging in the silent night.

A wave of golden divine light dispersed the endless darkness.

In the void, thousands of ancient seal script characters faintly appeared.

Each character was obscure and difficult to comprehend, yet contained endless mysteries.

It was believed that if one could decipher the secrets within, the rewards would be astonishing.

The golden meteorite, formed from a hundred years of Inner Strength, took shape as it began to fall.

*Golden Armor Divine Skill - Giant Stone Chapter*’s killing move—Meteorite Strike!!

Plummeting from high above, it formed the most violently explosive attack.

Like a meteor falling from the heavens, it was unstoppable.

The Abyssal Voyager wanted to flee.

But the immense pressure from the sky held it completely still.

It struggled with all its might, but to no avail.

It could only stare with its two searchlight-sized eyes, waiting for He Xiaotian’s crushing blow to fall.

"What the fuck kind of ability is this?!"

Roger was dumbfounded. Even as worldly and experienced as he was, he couldn’t figure out what series of specialist He Xiaotian belonged to.

BOOM! BOOM!

As the golden meteorite fell, it unavoidably carved a trench down the side of the hundred-meter-tall skyscraper.

You could even see some of the interior decorations.

In short, it was a total mess.

If He Xiaotian hadn’t leaped dozens of meters, the skyscraper would have likely suffered the most severe damage in its history.

It might have even collapsed entirely.

Over one hundred and thirty meters, in six or seven seconds.

The massive golden meteorite made contact with the Abyssal Voyager in an instant.

At that very same moment, He Xiaotian viciously swung the iron hammers in his hands.

BANG!

The blow landed squarely on the octopus’s head.

RUMBLE!!!

This strike was world-destroying!

On the large screen in the Shanghai Cleaner conference room, there was nothing but endless golden light.

It was as if the sun was unleashing its final, brilliant glory.

A violent shockwave erupted, sweeping in all directions.

The street itself caved in, sinking an unknown number of meters.

After more than ten seconds, the raging shockwave finally subsided.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared, revealing the brutal battlefield.

The massive Abyssal Voyager was gone.

In its place was a deep crater.

Visually estimated to be at least ten-plus meters deep.

"AWESOME (voice crack)!"

Roger slammed the table and shot to his feet, so excited he looked like a hundred-pound Mummy.

In the crater, He Xiaotian was panting heavily. Unleashing over three hundred years of Inner Strength all at once had taken its toll on him, too.

His bones and muscles, in particular, had sustained various degrees of damage.

He was only able to remain standing by relying on his formidable physique.

A few small cracks had appeared on the iron hammers in his hands.

Clearly, they had also borne a great deal of the Meteorite Strike’s power.

’It was worth spending sixty thousand Experience Points to break my limit. This special attribute, Meteorite Strike, is truly unparalleled in its dominance.’

BOOM!

He stomped his feet, launching himself toward the sky with immense force.

BANG!

He Xiaotian flew out of the massive crater, and the first thing he saw was the heavily damaged street and some tragic-looking houses.

The hundred-meter-tall skyscraper, dozens of meters away, was teetering on the verge of collapse.

It gave the illusion that it could crumble at any moment.

This scene made Roger’s heart pound with fear.

If it actually fell, he was a dead man!

After all, he was the one who recruited the guy. If any major incident occurred, he’d be the one to take the fall.

He Xiaotian focused his Spirit on the upper left corner of his vision, where a message had already popped up.

[Ding! You have slain a juvenile Abyssal Voyager. Received 150,000 Experience Points!]

One hundred fifty thousand!

’I’m rich.’

However, the single word "juvenile" was enough to make his blood pressure spike.

’I went through all that trouble, used my ultimate killing blow, and nearly broke my hammers.’

’And you’re telling me it was just a kid?’

’I...’

’Was I beating up a kindergartener?’

’If word got out, it’d be pretty embarrassing.’

"Sigh! Big bosses may be valuable, but they’re not easy to fight. Grunts are better. They’re simple, easy, and there are lots of them—the best choice for grinding levels."

PFFT!

As He Xiaotian spoke, everyone in the conference room simultaneously spat out a mouthful of old blood.

’Not easy to fight?’

’We could spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda!’

’Looking at the whole fight, you were the one completely dominating the Abyssal Voyager, okay?’

’It’s the only monster known to survive within the World-Devouring Shadow, and you just tied it up with chains and dragged it around.’

’And that’s not all—that final, world-destroying strike.’

’Anyone could see the terror in the Voyager’s eyes.’

’A single person, able to make a monster feel fear.’

’One could only imagine how powerful He Xiaotian’s strength truly was.’

"It didn’t leave anything behind. Feels like a huge loss," He Xiaotian said with a sigh, looking at the devastated battlefield. "Usually when I kill monsters, they at least drop something. This time, not even dust is left."

PFFT!

Roger, who had been in the middle of celebrating the successful kill of the Abyssal Voyager, froze in place. He felt as if a knife had just been plunged into his heart.

’Shouldn’t I be the one crying?’

’Do you have any fucking idea how much I personally lost?’

’To get you to act this time, I literally lost the shirt off my back.’

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but be overcome with sorrow.

The group watched their teary-eyed Vice-Minister, completely dumbfounded.

’Why did he suddenly start crying out of nowhere?’

’Shouldn’t we be celebrating right now?’

’Could it be... tears of joy?’

And so, everyone followed his example. One by one, they all began to shed tears of joy.

"..."

’What the FUCK!’

Seeing this, Roger almost couldn’t catch his breath and nearly fainted on the spot.

’How many Spiritual Energy Crystals did you guys even contribute?’

’You have the nerve to cry?!’