I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 819 - 476: The Legendary Martial Dao Will

476 The Legendary Martial Dao Will

Small Knife felt great; this was the harvest of the Ape Martial Mini World, a tiny crack leading to the Sixth Realm of Martial Dao.

The way to open it is still far away.

For others, the road is still distant, but for myself, with the Sixth Realm Unrivaled Essence Blood, it is sufficient.

So Small Knife moved forward.

The Lord's entire body had shattered, falling to the ground, yet only as flesh, unable to turn into earth.

Because every inch of skin was invaded by the Martial Dao Will, destroying the cells, wanting to turn into earth to recover—ha!

Small Knife moved forward without halting, even when swinging his fist, it didn't slow him down one bit.

Wherever he passed, one enemy after another stiffened, then shattered bit by bit.

No matter what methods they used.

Using shields, thick shields, or earth walls and the like.

It was all ineffective; upon impact, there was but one outcome.

Seeking to evade seemed impossible as well.

"So thrilling!" Small Knife's speed kept increasing.

By now those enemies were terrified; the Lord may be dead, but they could still contact the higher-ups.

Unaware, at this time, the Ape Martial Mini World's original Master of the World, along with other Ascetic Martial Artists, had also dispersed, searching for the Earth Vein Extreme Point and the World Core.

Their speed was equally swift, killing enemies in the same way, leaving no chance for resurrection.

Even though they habitually used Martial Dao Will, until now they hadn't realized enemies had undying bodies, for when they encountered them, they were all killed.

In the Ape Martial Mini World, among the experts, it was common for every attack to carry Martial Dao Will, yet they were unaware of its effect when facing enemies.

Among them was the Lord, killed with a single strike.

Just puzzled by how weak they were?

They liked to talk tough when appearing; truly inexplicable.

Absolutely worthless.

Just here to court death.

At this moment, the Master of the World of this realm was also dumbfounded at the World Core.

Because his clone had also perished.

It hadn't even gotten close to the enemy before it was directly obliterated.

That person's Level was indiscernible, his strength unfathomable.

Passing through the Space Channel, yet, in the act of swinging his fist, the elite guarding the entrance of the Space Channel, including the Lord, disintegrated into mincemeat.

The unique resurrection ability of the world hadn't activated at all.

All were dead.

What's more terrifying, his clone hadn't even gotten close before being punched from afar.

As if in jest, turned to powder.

How can one fight against such?

Right, the system.

There seemed to have been a warning just now.

After seeing it, his expression turned bitter, changing repeatedly; this, this price is just too high.

Yet there's no choice.

Meanwhile.

The Martial God was also displeased.

Every attack had to be restrained; carelessness might break this world.

Even though he could now refine the control of power, it wasn't an issue.

But the problem is, it's still annoying.

Unfortunately, being a player, his heart wasn't pure enough, otherwise, the Purist Dao could foresee, eliminating the hassle of searching everywhere.

However, it seemed not far from the Earth Vein Extreme Point.

He stepped forward, seemingly at a leisurely pace, yet as if shrinking the ground to an inch, each step covered over a hundred meters.

This was still within the world's limits, preventing him from using a faster speed.

This made him uncomfortable.

His luck wasn't good either, taking the wrong route.

Yet even so, finding the first Earth Vein Extreme Point only took ten minutes since he entered.

The enemy's blockade hadn't slowed him a bit.

The earth arched up, transforming into a hundred-meter-high rush of earth, but it was useless.

With one punch, the Immortal Giant turned to dust.

Still, he didn't give it a second glance.

In his eyes, whether it's the Immortal Giant combined with the Earth Vein Extreme Point or ordinary enemies, even the World Master's clone, there was fundamentally no difference, it all ended with a single punch.

He trod upon the Earth Vein Extreme Point, slightly sensing.

Heading off in one direction.

Ten minutes.

At most ten minutes, this mission would be complete.

The Little World was just a tenth, completing ten times equaled a Little World; he only needed to complete it a hundred times to clear his debts, then he could breathe easy.

Only then could the Martial Dao flow smoothly.

A hundred missions, just a matter of days.

Unfortunately, where can you find so many missions?

He lamented.

Yet he didn't stop, soon arriving at the World Core.

The Master of this World hadn't acted, so the Martial God was too lazy to squash an ant.

Headed straight for the World Core.

Occupying it, submitting the mission, would complete it.

The Little World was truly uncomfortable to stay in.

He waved his hand, exerted a bit of strength.

The space around his arm was torn apart.

Suddenly, world instincts, black lightning emerged, surrounding his arm.

However, as he restrained it.

The world instinct couldn't find its target.

This, ordinary Divinity Transformation could never achieve; once discovered and marked by world instincts, re-entry into such a world becomes impossible.

But an Unrivaled Martial Artist, with Martial Dao Will, transparent unto oneself like glass, forming one's own heaven and earth, anything external does not attach; the world instinct's mark does not settle upon him.

This is an Unrivaled Martial Artist.

Invincible within the same realm.

Not just that, he forms his own primordial essence, unaffected by external forces.

Even the mark of a Little World does not settle upon him. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

So even if he displays a power beyond the world's allowance, what of it?

"You're doomed." The Master of this World stared at the enemy striding forward.

Even relying on the Master of the World's authority, no hint of Level or strength could be discerned.

Yet there wasn't a sliver of will to act, seemingly understanding, the mere emergence of such a thought would spell death, just like his clone.