Chapter 156 - Holy. (1/2)

I was falling and falling... sadly the burst of Holy energy made me immobile, and said holy energy is growing by the minute, but it isn't coming from my body chakra or anything, it is coming from my soul.

Falling...

And Falling...

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

Another explosion of holy energy creating even more cracks, but at this point, I passed through so many cracks that I honestly don't know what to do.

My holy energy grew brighter and brighter, it was something truly extraordinary, I think I've maintained my consciousness until now because of the holy light, if it wasn't for it I would be probably out could sleeping, the fight with the skeletons really did a number on me.

Suddenly I was going in the direction of a fairly bigger crack, this one was one of the smallest at first but after being bombarded with my holy energy it grew to an impressive size.

Soon I entered the giant crack, but this time I wasn't in some strange psychedelic space-time tunnel, I was face to face with the normal sky, the crack where I passed slowly closing and healing.

For any spectators, they would be able to see a giant shining golden meteor colliding with the earth in the middle of what appears to be a neverending forest.

Not much time after I collided with the earth.

And lost consciousness.

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Most of the inhabitants of the Douluo continent are scared now. In the morning a giant golden meteor had crash-landed in the depths of the Star Dou Forest.

But while most of the population is apprehensive at seeing such a sight. The experts are as excited as they could be like always they flocked in the direction of said crash site thinking it was some kind of treasure, their greed knows no bounds as does their arrogance.

Before they even reach said crash place the young masters were already fighting for the 'prize', the idiots don't even know what it is, and there were already a hundred or more dead people. And they haven't even reached said place yet.

It was a race to see who got the prize first. but while the young masters fought with all of their beings, the true experts the Titled Douluos were just observing the situation with a calculative glance showing they have at least more brain cells than the young masters.

Soon the multitude of experts reached the crash site, Thankfully there weren't any soul beasts in the way, said beast appears to have run far and far away from the crash site. This only proved that beasts are way smarter than Chinese young masters by a fair margin.

But when everyone got to the crater, there wasn't some kind of peerless treasure or an immortal herb. There was just a person. the young masters instantly became angry, in their minds they were thinking ”How dare this trash waste our time”. Sadly their minds are too small to process such advanced concepts as danger or fleeing.

Oblivious to the angry young master shouts towards the downwards figure stayed there still on the ground. On that looked particularly more arrogant than the others decided to flex his ”Power” to intimidate the still figure. Wrong Move.

While the young master showed his measly cultivation that he is so proud of, two yellow rings, and two purple rings. A soul ancestor of at least Rank 40.

The figure likely sensing the ”danger” shot up unnaturally. Yes unnaturally beautiful fashion, for some reason every time the figure moved, his movements would produce an echo of his previous action, it was like his every move was graceful and precise, for those keen on their eyes they would be able to tell that even the world appreciated the way this person moved.{AN: Imagine his echo is like Ryu special on those old Streetfighter games for the arcade, where he would leave some blue trail showing his previous moves.}

These perfect and synchronized movements seem to be ignored by the young master in question. he is still showing his rings btw. The young master saw himself be ignored, so decided to in the most condescending and arrogant tone say:

”Who do you think you are trash. You made this young master waste his time, how are you going to compensate?”(Soon to be dead young master)

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