CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: SHADES OF GRAY

Even though it is an abandoned temple, judging by its scale, this temple must have been a grandiose building in its prime.

But now, all that is visible are crumbling Buddha statues, thick layers of dust covering the ground, cobwebs, broken wood, all of which evoke a sense of desolation.

What concerns Lu Ren even more is the strange light here, which casts an overall grayish hue, much like the tone found in horror games.

"Ding, you have successfully entered the Treasure Light Buddha Realm. This small world is currently perishing. Please find the exit and escape within ten days!"

"Ding, you have discovered that this world is on the brink of breaking, and it seems to hide some ancient secrets."

Treasure Light Buddha Realm?!

Currently, there is no trace of the Buddhist Zen Sect here, only oddity and dread, without a hint of harmony or serenity. Even the broken Buddha statues have grim faces.

Lu Ren’s gaze quickly scanned the surrounding environment. After understanding the system prompt in his mind, he fixed his gaze on Tie Feng in the distance, who was tense all over, with an unusually tense expression.

"It seems you haven’t entered a space-time anomaly before, which makes sense. Like you, more or less, would have a ’Cicada Sense’."

The so-called ’Cicada Sense’ refers to the intuition akin to detecting autumn breezes before they arrive. It is not a supernatural ability for predicting danger, but a state of spirit. According to long-term experiments by the Martial Arts Research Institute under the Security Bureau, it gives a scientific explanation that when a Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique reaches the ultimate state of spirit and body, their personal magnetic field is strengthened. Because their five senses and spirit have reached such sensitivity, any slight external magnetic field changes perceived as harmful can be sensed.

The more pronounced this feeling, the easier it is to break through the limits of the human body.

Therefore, when the magnetic field is distorted and there is a change in space, Tie Feng can sense it first and retreat.

But he probably never thought that one day he would actively plunge into a space-time anomaly.

"Space-time anomaly..."

Tie Feng’s face twitched, and regret filled his heart. He never expected this supposed easy job to turn so tricky and arduous, unexpectedly dragging himself in.

He had heard about space-time anomalies caused by space quakes but never actually encountered them. He only knew that detailed records indicated they were extremely perilous, like if the anomaly connected to an uninhabitable lava world or the vacuum of space.

He wouldn’t last more than a few minutes.

Tie Feng couldn’t help but glance at Lu Ren’s calm yet vigilant expression and asked, "Have you been to such a place before?"

Then a sudden realization hit him: "No wonder the Security Department recruited you. To survive a space-time anomaly and possess such martial talent and power, young man, if we weren’t on opposing sides, perhaps I would introduce you to some people."

Lu Ren slightly bent at the waist, quietly observing Tie Feng twenty meters away. This was the best chance to kill Tie Feng; once he recovered from his weakened state, it would be most perilous for him.

Seeing Lu Ren’s extremely aggressive intent, as Tie Feng opened his mouth, Lu Ren stepped forward like an arrow released from a bow, rushing toward Tie Feng with the intent to kill.

Tie Feng involuntarily shut his mouth. It had been proven before that Lu Ren, although not yet at the Great Perfection of Fist Technique, was no less powerful, even managing to hold his ground in Tie Feng’s ’Giant Transformation’ state without suffering severe harm, which spoke volumes.

Letting down his guard and making mistakes would indeed be dangerous.

But even so, no matter how dazzling the opponent was, they were ultimately just a half-step Great Perfectionist in the Fist Technique. There existed a vast difference between a Great Perfectionist, whose body and stamina reached their peak, and one who had not yet achieved such extremes, completely different states of understanding of Fist Technique and physical utilization.

Tie Feng took a deep breath, letting out a roar, and blasted his fists toward Lu Ren, his fists gusty, stirring chaotic air currents around him, with a force so astonishing that each punch was as if it could shatter gold and split stone.

The opponent’s punch power was weakening, only eighty percent of its original strength, with speed and reaction dropping a notch as well.

Lu Ren could clearly sense the change in Tie Feng’s power and remained calm, though his eyes shone even brighter. The mental visualization of the Heartless Sword automatically operated within him, bringing his control over his body and emotional stability to an unprecedented peak.

"Don’t you get it yet? A Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique’s comprehension of fist techniques and their body stamina are worlds apart; you..."

Tie Feng roared, suddenly sensing something amiss, before he could finish speaking.

First, his abdomen started feeling a tingling numbness and pain, then his chest... Finally, his breathing became labored, his heartbeat turned erratic, and his autonomously controlled Qi and blood began to scatter.

Pain started delivering intensely to his brain!

Whiz!!!

With a sharp explosive sound, Lu Ren’s fist turned into a claw, and his blood-swollen fingers sunk deep into Tie Feng’s incredibly robust muscle, delivering dozens of punches, practically piercing through Tie Feng’s body.

Boom!!

With Lu Ren’s final punch, he slowly withdrew from the muscle at the heart of his opponent, blood dribbling down his naturally relaxed and curved fingertips.

For a moment, everything fell silent.

Phoenix Falcon Fist, Phoenix Falcon Flapping Wings!

Lu Ren’s inflated, blood-filled arms swiftly returned to their normal state, as Tie Feng’s bulging muscles, entangled with veins like a Cyan Python, receded at this moment.

Tie Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief, looking utterly incredulous.

"How... is this possible?!"

With a mumble, Tie Feng’s huge and robust body seemed to lose its supporting strength, slowly falling backward.

Plop!!

The last punch was a mutated strike of the Phoenix Falcon Flapping Wings, transforming the fist into a claw, mimicking a bird’s beak attack. With penetrating force and energy transmission so terrifying, it directly inflicted severe damage on Tie Feng, who had used the ’Heaven and Earth’ transformation, further harming his internal organs.

If Tie Feng were to be dissected at this moment, it would reveal his internal organs covered in cracked patterns.

Lu Ren’s strikes weren’t random, unlike the chaotic Celestial Horse Meteor Fist, which fired a hundred and twenty punches within a second. Instead, he evaded the opponent’s attacks within that second, bypassing their defense to accurately target the opponent’s vital acupoints with his rapid punches. This resulted in him penetrating Tie Feng’s outrageously thick muscle armor, breaking through what Tie Feng prided as an impenetrable fortress.

The unique rapid attack, penetration, and special effects brought by the Second-Level Light Body and stamina of the fist technique were remarkably immense.