One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

"Hiss—"

Simmons took a deep breath, holding his breath.

Beneath the black spire before him, a portal cracked open, a surge of cold wind swept the dust off the ground, slapping against his muscular calves.

Simmons lifted his leg to continue forward, entering the spire.

But just at that moment.

Boom!

A clap of thunder streaked across the sky, and Simmons seemed to sense something.

With a look of unexpected astonishment on his face and his muscles tensed, he instinctively looked up only to see the previously empty, cloud-swirled top of the spire. Suddenly, a narrow fissure split open, extending toward both sides, as crimson chaos energy streamed outward.

Immediately after, an unbelievably colossal figure stepped out, its iron-black body and broad shoulders.

Dark gold energy particles burst forth, enveloping the giant in a cape as stunning as his figure. The surrounding air twisted and heated, the hot energy waves rolled out like tides, spreading outwards in waves until turning into a fierce wind that swept across the entire battlefield.

This person was Su Heng!

His aura uncovered, now turned into lightning flashes.

Upon appearing, it swiftly spread outward, filling the air, heavy and imposing. Both demons and humans felt its weight as some people hesitantly stepped back, looking up in shock and disbelief at Su Heng.

Under normal circumstances, some well-trained martial artists could reach an astonishing height of over five meters.

But that was basically the limit.

Those few who could surpass this were either extraordinarily gifted or bore some demonic lineage.

However, Su Heng now stood twenty meters tall continuously, reaching an incomprehensible level. His visage was ferociously twisted, black clouds swirled into a vortex and lightning cascaded like a waterfall behind him. Against such a backdrop, he resembled a supremely savage demon god.

Since arriving at Dragon Abyss, Su Heng had always been low-profile.

Among the cultivators present, not many had seen Su Heng.

And even among those in Dragon Tomb, despite having encountered Su Heng, the difference in the aura between then and now was so vast that even those who sensed something was off only harbored doubts, unable to link the two figures together.

Among everyone on the battlefield, Simmons was an exception.

Just by glancing up once.

Simmons recognized Su Heng’s true identity, his expression turned extremely ugly as he clenched his fists.

Babek’s assignment had failed, and that ominous premonition had ultimately turned into reality. He felt his heart racing, but fortunately, the scene before him was not entirely unexpected to Simmons. Gradually calming down after two deep breaths,

Almost simultaneously.

Su Heng’s gaze swept across the battlefield and then fell on Simmons.

"Tsk tsk," Su Heng began mockingly, "To dispatch so many elite forces was indeed beyond my expectations. It seems your operation has been long-planned. Luckily, I didn’t come back too late and missed the most exciting part."

Bang!

He took a step forward, then jumped directly down from the top of the high tower.

A loud sound echoed from the ground, the vibration clearly visible. The surrounding buildings all shook noticeably, and several towers collapsed amidst the rumbling, shattered into pieces, thick yellow smoke billowing from the debris.

As the smoke was blown away by the wind, Su Heng’s figure revealed itself in front of Simmons.

Looking up at the sky, Su Heng’s frame was immensely imposing. Yet when landing face to face with Simmons, the pressure felt even more indescribable. He felt like a rabbit facing a tyrannosaurus, almost ludicrously unable to overcome his opponent.

"Whatever you’re planning, it all ends now," Su Heng said coldly, cutting off any retreat while steadily advancing toward Simmons.

The vast earth seemed unable to bear Su Heng’s weight at the moment, continuously undulating and moaning like a child.

"You’re celebrating too soon, monster!" A fierce light flashed across Simmons’s face as he charged at Su Heng like an enraged bull.

Zhao Jue and several Immortal Mountain Elders were watching from a distance.

Even as enemies, they couldn’t help but sigh. With such a tremendous gap, Zhao Jue could only feel a sense of heroic sadness from Simmons.

What followed was indeed as Zhao Jue had expected. Su Heng kicked out, Simmons blocked with both arms, but his body was blasted backward, crashing heavily against the city wall. The wall shook violently, caved in, and then thick, twisted cracks spread rapidly before the entire wall collapsed, burying Simmons beneath it.

"It’s over..." thought Zhao Jue, and with that, the battlefield quieted down.

Demons didn’t possess the Earth Immortals’ indestructibility, Zhao Jue assessed internally. Given the force and speed of Su Heng’s attack, even though Simmons was extremely robust, a solid hit like that could not last, at best temporarily incapacitating him.

But things didn’t go as Zhao Jue had thought.

Su Heng frowned slightly, looking toward the direction where Simmons had fallen.

Large chunks of the wall, turned to ruins, suddenly shuddered and then exploded outward with a blast, bricks flying in all directions as if cannon-fired. Amidst the rolling smoke, Simmons wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, then flung his arm and walked toward Su Heng like an indestructible cockroach.

"Interesting!" Su Heng’s eyes narrowed as he felt his power being diverted by seventy to eighty percent when it landed on Simmons.

Was it some special talent, or an unknown technique?

Su Heng no longer held back.

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Hum!

He stretched his hand forward, and golden specks of light emerged from the void, gathering at his fingertips. At their most brilliant, they exploded violently. A straight beam of light, surrounded by expanding rings of plasma clouds, furiously bombarded Simmons.

Simmons crossed his arms and raised his hands to block.

Silver-white liquid metal quickly covered his arms.

The golden radiating beams hit Simmons, breaking into several different forks and scattering in all directions.

Under the force, Simmons’s body continuously retreated.

His feet scraped against the ground, leaving two deep trenches.

"It seems you’re not so formidable after all," Simmons said as he exhaled turbid breath and lowered his slightly reddened arms.

Though it was somewhat forced, he had managed to block the strike.

The scattered beams hit the surroundings, followed by a series of explosions; black and red mushroom clouds surged into the sky.

Countless pieces of debris fell from the sky like raindrops.

"Is that so?" A cold smile appeared on Su Heng’s face.

Simmons was about to say something when his expression suddenly became incredulous, as if he had seen a ghost.

Swish!

Su Heng waved his hand.

Behind him in the void, golden halos lit up.

As a divine beast undergoing fusion with dragon remains, the golden crow’s heart also underwent strengthening.

Su Heng’s level of life had evolved once more, and at this moment, he handled the golden crow’s heart with much more ease. The high thermal energy within was extracted and condensed into a half-formed sphere, resulting in these intensely hot and dangerous orbs.

At a glance, there appeared to be hundreds of them.

Thinking that just a single breath had made him extremely uncomfortable and nearly unsustainable,

Now with so many, not to mention Simmons, even the Immortal Mountain Elders watching from afar felt a chill run up their spines, their faces instantly changing as they hastily retreated to increase the distance, fearing the aftermath might reach them.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Without any reservation, Su Heng waved his hand grandly.

The dense orbs transformed into countless dazzling beams, bombarding the position where Simmons was. Under the manipulation of spiritual power, these beams could easily perform high difficulty maneuvers such as refraction and turning, making them unpredictable.

Simmons pushed his spiritual power to its limits, managing to block a few times, but soon he revealed gaps and was overwhelmed by the violent explosions.

Su Heng squinted his eyes, noticing that the peculiar silver-white metal was spreading along the arms upward, gradually covering Simmons’s entire body. From the initial touch, those metals felt somewhat like dead metal to Su Heng, but their effect was infinitely better. They could even defend against the damage caused by the golden crow’s heart, quite impressive indeed.

The violent explosion waves continued unabated, lifting the long hair on Su Heng’s body.

He did not care about Simmons’s life or death, turning his gaze to the tall tower behind him at that time.

Since Simmons wanted to come here, this tower must have a unique function. Moreover, Su Heng could feel that streams of intense energy were continuously coming from all directions, converging under the tower.

If it was something the enemy wanted to accomplish,

Then it was simple, whatever it was, he must stop it here.

Bang!

Su Heng waved his hand, pressing it against the tower.

When he first arrived at Demon Suppression Tower, Li Daoxuan had taught him a martial art called "Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches."

The core of this martial art was to inflict damage on the enemy through vibrational force. At this moment, Su Heng’s realm had improved countless times since then, and he had easily mastered this martial art to a very high level.

The vigor throughout his body was like streams, now converging and pouring into the tower in front of him.

Then it shook simultaneously.

Although the tower was forged from special materials, it could no longer hold up.

Soon, large cracks spread and streaks of black profound light burst forth, the shaking growing more intense, until eventually, it collapsed into rubble and dense smoke in front of Su Heng.

But as the tower was destroyed, Su Heng’s brows deeply furrowed as he felt the power surging in the ley lines under his feet not only did not stop, but intensified even further.

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