Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Chapter 555: Chapter 252 Steal the Heavens and Swap the Days_3

Upon hearing him speak, everyone realized that it was Master Hongyun himself in person.

Immediately, they exchanged courtesies again.

Originally, tonight they had opened the city gate to lure the people of Eternal Night Valley into a trap. Even though they had the numerical advantage, the sheer number of Shadow Envoys and all of them being masters, combined with the unfathomable depth of the Ghost Shadow Seven Sects.

Comparing both sides, it was indeed a close call almost allowing these evil people to escape.

It was extremely timely for Master Hongyun and others to arrive, seeing the evil people of Eternal Night Valley attempting to leave, they immediately asked them to stay.

During the clash, there was no time to report their names, but they knew that these malevolent-looking monks were not to be trifed with.

There had been speculation before, and it was only now confirmed.

With Master Hongyun and others joining forces to fight the enemy tonight, and with Su Mo’s reputation backing them, everything naturally fell into place.

After briefly organizing themselves, they followed Su Mo to attack into Chimei Forest.

However, along the way, Wei Ziyi looked at Su Mo and always felt something odd in his expression.

It constantly seemed… as if he had something on his mind?

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The time was around Mao Hour, to the east of Qingxiu Mountain, a black-clothed man was leaping through the air.

He occasionally looked back at Qingxiu Mountain City which he had just passed, finally letting out a breath.

Surveying his surroundings, he found a secluded spot to temporarily stop.

He had just steadied himself when the ground beneath him started to shake. fr eewe(b)nove.l.co\m

He slightly furrowed his brows, reached up to remove the gold-threaded black mask from his face, revealing a pale, beardless face.

His lips thin as a blade’s edge, but suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The blood was bright and striking, not from an internal injury, but rather from a continuously developing new injury inside his body.

Seeing this, his expression changed.

He immediately took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and as his hands moved together and apart, his inner breath surged immediately.

After bringing it up to his chest, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

“What Fist Technique is this? It’s exhausting… all my internal organs are injured!?”

This person was actually the Night Lord!

Ever since he escaped all the way to Liuyin City, he had realized that the strategy to free himself was right before his eyes.

The Wuzhou divine Demon Record he cultivated was marvellously incomprehensible.

It contained countless secret techniques.

Especially the “Stealing Heaven to Substitute Day” was definitely the best method for seeking life from death.

Previously, the shadow he used for this technique was just an illusion.

He used a human skin shadow to replace his real body, thus escaping twice from under Su Mo’s hand.

But this time, with the Youquan Sect Disciples ahead, the substitute he used was one of the Shadow Envoys.

When Su Mo’s overwhelming punches landed on his body, causing dust to fly everywhere, it was the perfect moment.

After executing this technique, he then used Wuzhou divine Demon Record to transfer all the shadows around him onto that Shadow Envoy.

This forced the Shadow Envoy to put up a false front of raising his hands to defend.

Eventually, he was shattered by Su Mo in a single strike.

He had predicted that the death of ’Night Lord’ would definitely cause the disciples of Dongcheng Sects to be ecstatic.

There would be a brief moment of being stunned.

Even Su Mo wouldn’t be able to immediately realize the strangeness in this.

This was the perfect chance for him to escape.

So… he had already given the order beforehand.

He instructed the Shadow Envoy to leave first, not to look back.

With many Shadow Envoys dispersing in chaos, the disciples of the Dongcheng Sects would definitely be confused and overwhelmed.

Afterward, he let the Ghost Shadow Seven Sects fight while retreating, precisely to delay Su Mo and others.

For this, he even didn’t hesitate to take a strike from Su Mo, just to make sure the Shadow Envoys could break through. free\NovelFire.c o(m)

He knew that when he faced Su Mo’s strike, Su Mo wouldn’t use his full strength, and although taking the blow directly caused significant damage, thanks to the technique of An Wu Tian Ri, it wasn’t fatal.

Even if Su Mo had his doubts afterward, he couldn’t confirm them.

The strategies involved were complex and indescribably risky.

Nevertheless, Su Mo relentlessly pursued him, and despite the risks, he had to gamble for a chance of survival.

In the end, he managed to seize that slim chance of life.

But now, the internal injuries he sustained are causing the Night Lord severe distress.

Su Mo’s Seven Injuries Fist targeted the vital organs, with seven different types of fist strength penetrating his body. Even though he used the technique of An Wu Tian Ri to shift the force of the Seven Injuries Fist into the darkness as much as possible,

He still couldn’t withstand the accumulation of numerous hits.

Now, the damage to his vital organs is almost beyond the help of medicine.

After a brief contemplation, he deeply inhaled and pressed on major acupoints on his chest, arms, and waist.

With each press of his fingers, his face grew paler.

Finally, after pressing the corresponding five acupoints, he let out a long breath.

At last, he managed to stop the gushing blood.

But looking down at his condition, he couldn’t help but bitterly smile:

“For decades of hard cultivation, I finally devised the Eighth Level of Wuzhou divine Demon Record…

“Yet, after one battle, it’s almost completely destroyed.

“Su Mo… Su Mo!!”

Hatred surged in his eyes.

The Wuzhou divine Demon Record of Eternal Night Valley originally had seven levels.

The Night Lord, a genius in his own right, had already mastered the pinnacle of the Seventh Level, and there were rumors that he wished to extend this martial art to an unprecedented Tenth Level.

But as they say, easier said than done.

Over the years, even with the Night Lord’s talents and gathering of Absolute Skills and using other techniques as stepping stones,

He only managed to create the Eighth Level.

Yet, even so, with this Eighth Level of the Wuzhou divine Demon Record, he considered himself potentially the top martial artist of Donghuang.

Who could have expected he would encounter Su Mo today?

Such a young man with terrifyingly formidable martial arts skills!

Now, his internal injuries are extremely severe, with his vital organs nearly shattered.

He barely maintains stability using the Wuzhou divine Demon Record he painfully cultivated.

But this left him unable to utilize his Inner Strength temporarily.

Moreover, this isn’t a long-term solution.

Maintaining stability with Inner Strength is just a temporary relief; the internal injuries persist and if he can’t return to Eternal Night Valley to heal in time, further delays could lead unerringly to death.

And if he recklessly uses his Inner Strength, a little might still be manageable, but if it’s too much… it will certainly trigger the recurrence of his injuries.

Once the injuries flare up, it would be like a tsunami overwhelming him, and he could truly die on the spot.

The Demon Master, caught off-guard, finds himself in such a wretched situation; how could he not harbor hatred?

But he clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and did not let the anger defeat him.

Now more than ever, he understood that if he lost his rationality, he would truly have nowhere to be buried.

The most pressing issue now was whether Su Mo would realize that he had feigned death to escape…

If Su Mo didn’t notice, his next moves would likely be easier.

Once he recovers from his injuries, he might accomplish even greater feats.

But if Su Mo knew, then he would need a different approach.

Thus, how much Su Mo knew needed to be tested further.

However, all these considerations would have to wait until he returned to Eternal Night Valley.

He quickly got to his feet, subconsciously trying to use Qinggong, but upon lifting his foot, he came back to his senses and resignedly, solidly trekked through the mountain.

Occasionally, his clothes were torn and bloodied by branches and thorns.

Involuntarily, long sighs echoed through the silent night, reverberating through the valley, filled with desolation.

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