My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Hidden Storm Brewing! Exploring Martial Space!

"So, are you saying Chun Ma not only survived the Nether Rivers but also wore 140 kgs of weight to go up and down the mountains, coming first?"

"That’s correct."

The white-masked man replied as he stood straight and firm.

In front of him were a group of old men, sitting on thrones, their demeanour regal and elegant—as if they weren’t the bloodthirsty elders of the Demonic Cult at all!

"Can you promise it with your life on the line?"

A bald old man with a white goatee said, expressionless.

The white-devil masked man fell to his knees, terror in his eyes:

"Yes, I can promise with my eyes."

"Does the red-devil know?"

"Yes," White-devil replied.

"How many already know?"

The white-devil froze for a moment. "Too many, I am sorry, master."

"The cult leader has eyes everywhere. Since you know, then he will know too. There is no point in recruiting him any longer." The goatee elder shook his head with pity.

"Are we going to allow the cult leader’s faction to grow stronger and stronger? If that guy joins him, then the next cult leader will already be decided."

"Damn it, we can’t let them step over our heads any longer."

The goatee elder raised his hand, and the other elder stopped talking:

"We will talk about this to the heaven behind us and see what he thinks about it. If we can’t have it, then we might as well destroy it." His eyes were bloodshot, and a terrifying aura emerged from him.

Just sitting there, the table in front of him started to shatter, with countless sharp cuts to it.

’Is this the external manifestation of the will?’

Even standing there, White-devil felt like he was in a realm of thousands of swords, all their tips pointing at him. He felt like he could be shredded at any time.

"Hmph, go."

"T-Thank you."

White-devil hurriedly left, his hand trembling, hidden beneath his sleeves.

Countless intricacies were happening inside the Demonic Cult, and a hidden storm was brewing silently!

While Chun Ma was completely unknown to it.

At this moment, he was exploring his Martial Space, a deep, dark void where seemingly nothing existed.

"I have come to this place before, but there was nothing, so I didn’t find it important. Now that I have reached my bottleneck, maybe I can find a solution here."

Thinking of this, Chun Ma explored the place.

But except for an endless abyss, there was nothing.

"Let’s try using martial arts?" Chun Ma thought with a frown.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of this, but it was just that he hadn’t learned any martial arts until now, only one, which was technically one, but wasn’t at the same time.

It just taught one to open the meridians and the acupoints to be strengthened.

So, Chun Ma tried to use simple punches for now.