Chapter 1388: Change

"You're not a real virus!"

Cumbertrose continued to mock the bacteria wreaking havoc throughout his body. "You can't infect my cells at all. What looks like infection is merely physical destruction of their brains, ruining some of their neural pathways and souls, turning them into idiotic beasts that attack anyone they see... And then you live in their damaged brains."

The Three Pillar Gods continued to punch wildly, yet their expressions grew increasingly calm. This time, it was their turn to be mocked.

"This is exactly how it is. It seems hard to accept, but that's the reality!" the Three Pillar Gods communicated calmly among themselves. "An ant can never defeat a colossal blue whale; at best, it can bite off some skin flakes with all its might. It may seem unfair, but this is nature—the gap between species! And now, we are the ants..."

"There's only one move left," they thought. "'The Lord's' brain is incredibly fragile, yet it also grants us unimaginable computational power and bodily control." Their opponent couldn't keep up with their movements and could only passively let go. Soon, they reached the opponent's brain region and slowly began to punch.

"The pinnacle of technique, the essence of the fist... with billions upon billions of layers of force!""This is a fungus's punch."

A thunderous tremor suddenly spread throughout the body, and Cumbertrose felt an icy chill deep in his skull. Overwhelming sounds began to roar.

"What's happening? Weren't they unable to cause any damage?" Zhiji asked anxiously.

"It has appeared, the Three Pillar Gods' ultimate trump card – The Farmer's Three Punches," said the Great Octopus in a deep voice. His calm demeanor suggested he had long anticipated this, and he was eager to begin explaining.

At this point, a host next to him, broadcasting live, couldn't help but ask, "The Farmer's Three Punches?"

In front of their television screens, countless people watched the octopus. They knew, of course, that the power of this Celestial Way Octopus from the Death God Universe was rumored to be one of the strongest forces in all the heavens, outside the Evil God Universe. It was a last-resort, ultimate combat trump card.

"Yes," the Great Octopus replied, standing with his hands behind his back, full of pride. He explained succinctly, "As you know, the Chaos Heads bring immense wisdom, but their brain's intricate structure also means they cannot withstand any impact... However, they can still unleash a do-or-die punch. It’s their strongest punch, delivered at the cost of death, even if it means severely damaging their own brains. This punch also layers countless quantum concepts due to the profound wisdom of their Chaos Heads."

"So, it's a resolve to die?" the host couldn't help but ask. "If they land this punch, they'll die?"

"Yes. Therefore, the three of them can only unleash it three times. I call this martial art the ultimate secret, The Farmer's Three Punches." The Great Octopus tapped his tentacles and said seriously, "A farmer is a weakling, yet even at the cost of death, they aim to strike back against the high and mighty gods!"

Silence fell over the audience in front of their televisions. Many felt the name was profound, conveying an unyielding determination.

"The farmer's final resistance, then?""These three punches are three punches of desperate destruction."

Throughout the myriad heavens and worlds, Saints and Celestial Ways from the nine great universes pondered, some with a sense of emotion.

"Then, after they throw a punch, they're guaranteed to die?" the host asked again. "You know, this is a body from a main universe now; dying means a huge loss. You wouldn't be able to appear in this universe again."

"Not necessarily fatal; they hold back their power," the Great Octopus explained. "They'll only damage 30% of their brains, turning some precise quantum components into a quantum lake, but it's still salvable... They are three individuals, do you understand? Two of them can punch, while the remaining one retains consciousness to repair their brains... This means two punches are the limit. If the third punch lands and all three become incapacitated, with no one left to repair their brains, then they will truly be doomed to die!"

Countless people held their breath upon hearing this.

"Ah... ah... ah..." Cumbertrose clutched his head and cried out, unable to describe his pain. "What exactly are you doing? How can you possess such immense destructive power?"

His head throbbed with excruciating pain. Within the brain, the Three Pillar Gods grew utterly serious. One said coldly, "We're high-level entities attacking a lower-level one; isn't this enough?"

"There's no way around it. The brain is a martial artist's core weakness, but a martial artist's brain is already semi-quantized, allowing it to dissipate force. It would naturally be eradicated silently... Furthermore, their heads are like vast, colossal suns inside; we are too tiny, and our punches cannot resonate that far.""However, he is gravely injured. Second punch, unleash it."

Soon, with a desperate resolve, the second Pillar God unleashed a punch.Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying chain reactions created countless quantum shockwaves, shattering and vibrating everything, as if innumerable substances were being consumed. Cumbertrose shrieked in agony and wailed, his head splitting with pain. His brain instantly exploded.

Just as the Three Pillar Gods showed signs of delight, his brain slowly reconstituted itself, and his injuries began to recover rapidly.

"He actually withstood it," the Three Pillar Gods were stunned. "His vitality is stronger than we imagined. It seems his brain's defenses have been reinforced.""Did we lose?"

The Three Pillar Gods had already given their all but had to accept this outcome. They were on the verge of it; a third and final punch could have been delivered, which would have surely killed the opponent, but they wouldn't go that far.

Soon, having almost completely exhausted their physical strength, the Three Pillar Gods swiftly exited Cumbertrose's body.

"Next," the Three Pillar Gods said, taking a deep breath.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

"Next? The next one?"

Cumbertrose panted heavily, his expression one of a survivor. "Damn it... damn it... mere fungi almost killed me... Bacteria killing humans? Don't make me laugh!""But even with a fragile body, a strike delivered at the cost of brain damage is indeed terrifying... This system has flaws, but it's truly powerful."

He took a deep breath, his brain rapidly repairing itself, and sneered, "How about the next one lets me rest for a bit?"

"Of course," a voice echoed from the distant ship.

"As expected, they'll let me rest." Cumbertrose gasped, but the very next second...Crack.

His entire body rapidly cracked open. His brain instantly turned into a fireworks display, exploding in an instant.

"Trash! And you want to rest?"

A voice slowly drifted over. A tall, handsome man emerged onto the street. His robust, perfect physique slowly advanced, and with a single hand, he grabbed Cumbertrose's head and pressed down forcefully. With just one strike, Cumbertrose died.

He casually tossed Cumbertrose's corpse towards the Three Pillar Gods, who were preparing to leave. "You went to all this trouble because you wanted his body, right? To occupy his brain? After all, it's frustrating when there are no bodies of the same cultivation level for you to seize, isn't it? Just as you said, why bother so much with the strongest in a mere residential district? I'll give him to you. Will you fight me instead?"

This sudden arrival stood on the blood-soaked street, looking at the bodies scattered around. "It seems a street brawl occurred here, a public disturbance in front of the community gate. Not even a few floor tiles were broken."

"Who are you?" someone asked, trembling with fright.

"Me, currently? I am the strongest in a small city of a million people." A smile played on his lips as he said calmly, "My name is Tu Xin."