Chapter 145: The Death Stare and the Method of Preparing Beef
The red light swept across Di Xin’s body.
The Black-Gold Divine Bull then confidently shifted its gaze away.
Beneath the gods, all are but ants!
The Death Gaze.
This was the signature technique that had made the Black-Gold Divine Bull clan famous! It was one of the very few curse-based attacks specifically designed to target the soul. Any soul-bearing creature, even one slightly more powerful than them, would either fall into a coma or suffer complete soul annihilation once struck!
To be safe, the bull had even utilized a trump card left by its father, infusing it with divine power. Not to mention, the target had looked him straight in the eyes!
Forget about a mere human; even other divine beasts of the same rank would have perished instantly!
"It is over."
He whispered, his stomach beginning to ruminate. He prepared to force the tear back up to save for future use.
However, before he could take any further action...
Whoosh!
A fierce gust of wind suddenly struck his face. He looked forward in astonishment...
A massive fist was expanding in his vision!
BOOM!!!
A simple uppercut, packed with tremendous brute force, slammed directly into his right cheek! His metallic skin shattered instantly!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
His mountain-like frame stumbled back several steps. His brain was buzzing... Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils simultaneously. A sense of unreality welled up from the depths of his heart!
"He didn't die?!"
"How is that possible!"
He could not believe it.
"I see!"
"He must have used some bizarre method to block my gaze just now!"
"Well, this time, I shall see what kind of trick you are pulling!"
Though shocked, he did not panic. Red light shot from his eyes once more!
Hum!
The red light erupted again, thicker than before!
Yet, Di Xin maintained his relentless, head-on assault, charging straight toward him! The red light caused Di Xin no substantial harm; instead, it looked like two spotlights guiding his path!
"Charging head-on into the Death Gaze and suffering no damage at all?!"
"Impossible!"
The terror in the divine bull’s eyes could no longer be concealed!
"I understand! It’s a phantom!"
"This is a fake body! His true self is elsewhere!"
The bull quickly shifted his gaze, attempting to locate Di Xin’s real form. But the next moment...
BOOM!!!
A ripple of white air pressure expanded from his face!
Another bone-chilling, heavy blow!
Di Xin used a solid punch to tell him that the person before him was indeed the real deal!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The divine bull’s body retreated several more steps. This time, the damage caused his consciousness to blur for a fleeting second! His massive frame nearly collapsed!
But he soon regained his senses and forced himself to stand firm. At this moment, however, his eyes were filled with disbelief and self-doubt! His worldview was on the verge of collapse!
A gift from his father, a supreme god. A technique containing immense divine power! And it had failed to cause the opponent any harm at all?!
Did that not mean the opponent’s strength was even greater than his father’s?!
"This is impossible... This is impossible!!!"
"I must have made a mistake just now!"
"A mere human!"
"A mere ant!"
"How could he possibly withstand the power of a god!?!"
Filled with panic and unease, he desperately stimulated the tear in his stomach, refining all the divine power within it and focusing it onto his eyes!
"DEATH! GAZE!!!!"
BOOM!!!
The red light erupted! The power was terrifyingly immense! It even pierced through the barriers of the dueling space!
Di Xin laughed heroically, then leaped into the air, moving against the flow of the red light.
"Excellent!"
"I love an opponent who refuses to give up!"
BOOM!!!
Another punch landed...
The divine bull took four consecutive punches to the head. Crimson blood flowed from his seven orifices, and the violent vibration finally caused his brain to lose its sense of balance. Under the force of massive inertia...
Rumble!!!
His mountain-like body slowly crashed down, collapsing a large portion of the plain!
Di Xin had no intention of letting him off. He accelerated as he fell from the air...
BOOM!
A full-power kick landed squarely on the bull's abdomen!
A mouthful of black, filthy blood sprayed out, mixed with chunks of matter. Those were the shredded remains of his internal organs, crushed by Di Xin’s ability!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four consecutive punches struck the joints of his four hooves!
"MOOOO!!!!"
The bull’s wails and the crisp sounds of snapping bones echoed across the dueling space.
Only then did Di Xin stop. He jumped down from the bull's body and took a look. Then, he threw two more punches! He sent the bull flying back dozens of meters, plowing a trench hundreds of meters wide across the plain.
The Black-Gold Divine Bull, which had been so spirited just moments ago, now had blood constantly spilling from its mouth, and half of its face was shattered. Its abdomen was deeply sunken, at least half of its ribs broken, and its limbs were bent into twisted shapes.
Seeing this, Di Xin finally nodded with satisfaction.
"Hmm, that’s about enough."
"Any more and he’ll actually die."
[Torture] allowed each of Di Xin’s attacks to reduce the opponent's vitality by at least 5%. After twelve consecutive strikes, the bull’s health had dropped below 40%. For a mortal creature that had not mastered the Laws, losing 50% of one's health was effectively a state of impending death. This bull was exceptionally tenacious, which was why he had thrown a couple of extra punches.
At this moment, Song Qi finally walked over from a distance.
Seeing the four of them standing before him, the heavily wounded, dying bull’s eyes were filled with confusion.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"Who... who exactly are you?"
"My name is Song Qi, that is Di Xin, and these two are Ying Zheng and Lu Bu."
Song Qi introduced them very generously.
"By the way, I heard you say earlier that you are the offspring of a god from the Divine Kingdom?"
"Can you tell me about the situation in the Divine Kingdom?"
Hearing this, the bull sneered and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Cough, cough... If I tell you, will you let me go?"
"No," Song Qi replied, shaking his head bluntly.
"But I can guarantee your departure won't be too painful."
"For instance, I won’t use a blade to slice your thighs off piece by piece, then boil them in water and eat them while hot, dipped in seasoning."
"Or, after eating the beef from your abdomen, I won’t use your internal organs to make a pot of beef offal soup while it’s still fresh."
"I also won’t cut off your manhood while you’re still alive to use as a virility tonic."
"Oh, and before cutting it off, I’d have to take out your testicles too."
"However, I don't know how to cook testicles, so I usually just toss them out after taking them."
"You have tenacious vitality, so don't worry about dying. Of course, even if you are about to die, I can save you."
"I promise to let you experience the entire process in full!"
As he counted on his fingers, he spoke of various beef dishes quite naturally.
The divine bull, who had faced death with disdain, suddenly felt a chill in his groin, a cold sensation shooting straight to his crown!
"You cannot lay a hand on me!"
"I bear a mark from my father; if I die, you won't be able to escape either!"
He was terrified!
He couldn't help but visualize the words the man had just spoken. Infinite fear and chill surged into his heart! His lower limbs seemed to be suffering from phantom pain already.
Bang!
The massive corpse of a black bull was tossed out by Song Qi.
"Your brothers here likely have similar marks, right?"
"So, to me, what difference is there between killing one or killing two?"