High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 483 - 358: Mysterious Powerhouse—One Slash Slays Tit

The Giant Beast Cave is so imnse that each layer is like a separate kingdom, even a small world.

However...

Deep within is a forbidden zone for humans, solely because it belongs to the realm of the Fierce Beasts, a world of Fierce Beasts. The third layer of the Giant Beast Cave contains vast cultivation resources enough to birth Grandmaster Level Fierce Beasts.

As for below the fifth layer, Grandmaster Level Fierce Beasts are as common as carps crossing a river, and Great Grandmaster Level Beasts, while not everywhere, are not uncommon.

And each ti a Great Grandmaster Level Fierce Beast dies,

its flesh and blood are not wasted in the slightest.

The scent of fresh blood quickly attracts other Fierce Beasts, and the pure Qi and Blood and Spiritual Qi contained within the flesh beco nutrients for other Fierce Beasts to grow stronger, even to break through to the Great Grandmaster Realm.

The remaining flesh decays, seeping into the ground, nourishing the soil. In places where no humans tread, towering forests and various rare Spiritual dicines would grow after many years.

It’s the so-called ’when a whale falls, all things thrive.’

This is a common occurrence deep in the Giant Beast Cave, and after Su Mu left, the site where the Fourth Forging Grandmaster Level purple giant ape’s body lay sparked an unusually fierce battle.

More than twenty Grandmaster Level Fierce Beasts were drawn by the scent of blood; after the battle, the surviving strong ones divided the pure flesh.

On this day, the scene of ’when a whale falls’ kept replaying.

The flesh of the Great Grandmaster Level Fierce Beasts paved a path leading to the upper layers of the Beast Cave.

...

Within this gigantic realm of Fierce Beasts, in a certain corner,

amidst a torrential downpour, heavy breathing could be heard by a stream.

Hoo, hoo------

The figure lying on the ground jolted awake as if from a nightmare, suddenly sitting up.

"It must have been a dream just now."

"Yes, it must have been a dream, none of it was real..."

Xin Gu muttered to himself, but when his gaze shifted down to his right arm, his entire body trembled violently, and a surge of grief and indignation rose to his heart. A hysterical roar erupted from his mouth.

Right arm.

His right arm was gone!

A Martial Artist’s physique is strong, Qi and Blood abundant. Each advance in realm is actually a small tamorphosis of life’s level, and when quantity changes to quality, such as when a Sixth Level Grandmaster charges to Martial Arts Grandmaster, a great transformation occurs.

And in this process, a mutilated body or broken ridians will inevitably pose significant obstacles, and at a certain point, advancent becos nearly impossible.

Moreover...

Xin Gu was born in the Sword Pavilion, known since childhood as a genius in Sword Dao.

And now his right arm was gone, nowhere to be found.

The hand that held the sword was no more.

He could no longer wield a sword; Martial Arts and Sword Dao were utterly destroyed.

How could Xin Gu not despair? At this mont, the world in his eyes slowly faded to just black and gray; he felt the world utterly crumbling.

His severed right arm twitched uncontrollably, clearly empty under the right sleeve, yet at this mont, he experienced a painfully intense phantom pain, as if his right arm was being relentlessly torn apart, an inhuman, excruciating pain.

The broken body and ntal blow, the dual agony made this Sword Pavilion prodigy convulse on the ground, utterly wretched, and if anyone were present, none could recognize this as the demon of Sword Dao from the Sword Pavilion.

He looked rely like a dying stray dog.

Who knows how long passed.

Da da da!

Amidst the heavy rain, urgent footsteps echoed closer, pounding on the rain-slick ground like the sound of war drums, emanating a killing intent.

At this mont, Xin Gu’s first thought was not to fight back.

But rather...

Why not just die here.

Finally, the footsteps neared, and the rough, foul-slling breathing approached. It was a wolf-shaped Fierce Beast, entirely green, with two-ter horns on its head and several-ter tusks, a massive creature over ten ters long.

Seeing the prey before it appear, the Fierce Beast’s large, bloody eyes glinted viciously; it could feel the powerful Qi and Blood within the prey before it.

Xin Gu watched the Fierce Beast approach, then slowly closed his eyes.

But as soon as the green giant wolf saw Xin Gu close his eyes, clearly not intending to struggle, a flash of disdain crossed the wolf’s eyes.

A scream burst from Xin Gu’s mouth.

His body was suddenly swatted away, flying dozens of ters before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a crater. In the pit, Xin Gu slowly opened his eyes.

He hadn’t struggled, yet this hit hadn’t killed him, clearly, the opponent had held back.

Why?

Xin Gu, intent on dying, looked at the giant wolf, then saw the wolf extend its crimson tongue, licking the right paw stained with his blood.

Noticing Xin Gu’s gaze, the giant wolf, with a mocking expression, waved the blood-stained right paw.

Boom!

Seeing this, Xin Gu’s eyes widened with rage, and the world that was only gray and black instantly gained a blood-red hue.

Better to die with honor than to live in disgrace!

"Fine, fine, fine."

"I’ve decided, I’ll kill you before I die!"

A low, hoarse voice like a roar ca from Xin Gu’s mouth. With his left hand, he grasped the air, and a three-foot Ancient Sword appeared in his hand. Xin Gu then stuck the Ancient Sword into the ground, struggling to stand.

At this mont.

The green giant wolf suddenly sensed a life-and-death crisis, imdiately transforming into a green light, no longer holding back.

Zheng!

Xin Gu’s trembling left hand drew the sword, and a sword montum cold as frost soared into the sky.

"Die!"

A single word was spoken.

The forr Sword Dao genius now had no thought of sophisticated swordsmanship. At this mont, he also forgot the Sword Pavilion’s Martial Arts, leaving only one thought.