Chapter 337: Pathless God Temple
Chapter 337: Pathless God Temple
At the same moment Chen Chuan entered the Arena Stadium to watch the match, in the southeast of Center City, on Green Summit Mountain, a young man with long arms and a headband was pouring a bucket of water from the well into a stone vat in front of the Pathless God Temple.
His name was Du Geng, and on the platform, he was considered one of the people Wei Wusheng would leave for last before killing.
Since returning from the Rhinoceros Horn cruise ship, he had stayed here, never leaving, as if the turmoil outside had nothing to do with him.
After filling the stone vat with water, he entered the temple and respectfully bowed to the statue of the Pathless God.
The Pathless God was a deity that originated from abroad and had long been localized, though it was not a mainstream sect and had already declined. It might still exist in some remote corners abroad, but in most places, it was largely unknown.
However, in Jinbei Province's Center City, a complete temple and religious tradition were still preserved.
This was thanks to the elder priest here, who had abandoned the old worship methods and spent decades transforming the temple into a mental and psychological rehabilitation center for the upper-middle class of Center City, indirectly preserving the temple's incense offerings.
Du Geng was a disciple of this temple, having been here since he was a child. His talent was outstanding, and he had once voluntarily participated in the Arena Tournament, killing a Wuyi Academy's Extraordinary Learner who was covered in implants.
After the tournament, he declined the invitation and returned to the mountain. His performance was impressive, and as the most favored disciple of the Pathless God Temple, all the temple's resources were concentrated on him. He was even considered the next elder priest, a position traditionally held by Third Limit Fighters.
After so long, some believed he might have already broken through the limits, which is why the platform generally considered him Wei Wusheng's most important target.
After praying to the Pathless God, Du Geng walked to the elder priest and bowed respectfully, "Teacher."
Despite being over eighty years old, the elder priest looked like he was in his forties or fifties, except for the large white beard on his chest.
This time, he did not respond as usual but turned to look outside the temple. After a while, he said in a steady voice, "Du Geng, a guest has arrived."
Du Geng looked outside and walked out of the temple gate, looking down the mountain. He saw a tall, muscular figure walking up the mountain.
The man had an exceptionally solid build, wearing a loose blue training shirt and a wide belt. A hammer hung from his belt, and despite his heavy frame, he moved with an unusual lightness.
Du Geng focused on the approaching figure, knowing that defeating this enemy in front of the Pathless God would elevate his mind and body to a new level.
The elder priest also came out and said to Du Geng, "This is your battle. Remember, he is your greatest obstacle. Use him to break through the shackles of your mind and the chains on your body."
Du Geng said firmly, "Teacher, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." He paused and added, "I am ready."
The elder priest said, "Take the medicine first, then drink the Pathless Water."
Du Geng nodded and immediately took a special medicine to stimulate his potential. His breathing became rapid, and his muscles swelled slightly, but with his self-regulation, he quickly returned to normal.
This was a special medicine from the Pathless God Temple. Although it had a certain level of stimulation, it was very suitable for his physique and caused minimal damage. After taking some soothing medicine at the end, most of the side effects could be eliminated, and he would be fine after a few days of rest.
After taking the medicine, he walked back to the stone vat, picked up a gourd ladle, scooped up a ladle of water, and drank it.
His hands were steady, and not a single drop spilled.
After drinking, his eyes became much brighter. He turned to look at Wei Wusheng, who was climbing the stairs from below, as if expecting something.
Wei Wusheng was almost at the last flight of stairs, about thirty steps away from the temple at the top of the mountain. Suddenly, he sensed something amiss and quickly lowered his chin to protect his throat. A small blood mark appeared on his chin.
He retreated, but his body paused, and he realized that his left hand was tightly wrapped by something, making it impossible to break free.
Looking around, he saw fine threads crisscrossing the wide steps, connecting to small insects hidden in the branches and leaves on both sides. These insects quickly flew around, wrapping the threads around the tree trunks.
Feeling a strong threat, he decisively pulled back, and his left arm was severed at the elbow, rolling to the ground. But he managed to break free from the encirclement.
However, he had barely taken a few steps back when he stopped again. The area around him was now filled with these fine threads, which were continuously tightening.
In no time, thin blood marks appeared on his limbs and body. The threads easily cut into his solid muscles, stopping only when they reached the bones, with blood seeping from the wounds.
When the threads encountered resistance, the insects quickly wrapped the threads around the tree branches and trunks. If he tried to break free again, he might suffer the same fate as his severed arm.
Dong Geng looked at Wei Wusheng, who was trapped, and smiled. He slowly descended the steps, walking over the threads without getting cut, as if they merely slid past him.
He smiled, knowing these insects were an alien creature from the Pathless God Temple, existing since ancient times. They were messengers of the Pathless God, specifically designed to deal with Third Limit Fighters.
As long as one was entangled by this creature, it was impossible to escape, especially for followers of the Pathless God. There was no need for a physical confrontation with Wei Wusheng; Dong Geng only needed to end his opponent.
He felt no shame or guilt, for he was a follower of the Pathless God first and a fighter second. Using the power of the Pathless God to defeat enemies was perfectly reasonable. Instead, offering the life of a formidable opponent to the Pathless God would bring him closer to the deity.
As he descended, he casually picked up a metal long spear with a handle from a nearby rack and slowly approached Wei Wusheng.
Staring at his restrained body, he said, "Your biggest mistake was coming here." He raised the spear, aiming at Wei Wusheng's eyes, "I've heard your bounty is quite high, and I reluctantly accepted it."
As he spoke, he moved swiftly and stabbed at Wei Wusheng. But a loud 'pa' sound echoed as his spear was firmly blocked by a raised palm.
Dong Geng was utterly astonished.
How could this be?!
This person was clearly bound by the power of the Pathless God!
His body reacted faster than his mind, and he quickly tried to retreat, but a massive shadow suddenly loomed and enveloped him, grabbing him tightly!
Feeling the powerful force, Dong Geng's face paled in shock as he struggled to break free, but it was too late. Wei Wusheng's intact arm tightened around him, and a bone-cracking sound reverberated. Dong Geng's back and chest were pressed together in an instant, his eyes bulging, and blood gushed from his throat.
Wei Wusheng released his grip, and Dong Geng slid down, leaning against Wei Wusheng's body. He landed between his feet, his head turned to the side, his cheek resting on the cold stone bricks. He mumbled incoherently, "How, how could this be..."
Wei Wusheng's gaze lowered, and he spoke casually, "You managed to pass through those threads by relying on the changes in the biofield domain. All you need to do is alter the domain, and it's a simple matter."
Third Limit Fighters, to some extent, possess the ability to briefly simulate others' biofield domains, but their own domain range must be sufficiently large. However, his severed hand, which had fallen earlier, had just expanded the domain range, allowing him to coordinate and alter his domain expression.
In the 1619 book version, it's all there to see!
"So, that's how it is..."
Dong Geng instantly regretted not being more careful or waiting a little longer... But before he could finish his thought, a large foot stomped down, and his skull was crushed with a 'pa ji' sound.
The Elder Priest closed his eyes.
Wei Wusheng walked over, retrieved the severed arm, and pressed it against the cut end. Numerous tiny altered tissues, like meat sprouts, emerged from both cut surfaces, intertwining as they were pressed together. After applying pressure, the external wound slowly closed, and not just there; the wounds on his body were also gradually healing.
After finishing, he turned his neck and headed towards the upper steps.
The Elder Priest slowly retreated into the temple, and behind him, several elders in similar sacrificial robes emerged, all taking out and consuming medicine.
Wei Wusheng acted as if he hadn't noticed them and walked towards the temple, taking in the surrounding scenery. "This place is not bad," he said, reaching out to grab the hammer and entering the temple.
Over ten minutes later, he emerged, leaving behind a trail of bloody footprints.
In the time that had passed, the wounds on his body had completely disappeared, and his originally severed hand seemed to move freely.
Just then, a voice sounded in his ear, "There's still..."
Wei Wusheng interrupted, "I know there's more, but they're not worth mentioning. Only one person is worth paying attention to."
Previously, the altered tissues of Xiong Jianyi had grown rapidly, affecting Wei Wusheng to a certain extent, even influencing his combat style.
But this was also a contest, a battle for dominance between two wills. Gradually, Wei Wusheng regained control, completely overpowering his opponent. He no longer needed to follow Xiong Jianyi's will and could act according to his own thoughts.
The combination of their altered tissues brought not only a mix of hardness and softness but also ushered in a new rapid growth phase for Wei Wusheng.
His absence wasn't due to fear or hiding from those with bounties on their heads. Instead, he needed to find a place to endure this period, and now he had essentially eliminated those of value.
At this stage, only a tiny bit of mental power remained, waiting to be absorbed.
He required greater stimulation to perfect his altered tissues, and only then could his body be ready to face the final hurdle.
It was time to eliminate the person blocking the final release of his mental power.
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(End of Chapter)
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