Chapter 1037: Chapter 803: Extreme Interpretation You’re spouting nonsense.
This was Huai Shi’s first reaction.
It’s not that he holds Luo Lao’s expertise in contempt or anything like that, nor is it that he doesn’t believe there are things in the world he doesn’t know.
Even if Luo Lao were to speak to him in three thousand words of new concepts, he could accept it.
But this one thing, he finds hard to believe.
A realm beyond the Overload State.
That’s a false proposition in itself, because the Overload State is already the limit.
It has nothing to do with one’s own strength; the Overload State is an excellent universal skill up to the Fifth Stage, but the problem is... it itself is an explosive state formed by the combination of one’s source substance with one’s physical body through mastery of technique.
It’s just like CPU overclocking.
You’re already overclocked, can you further overclock?
Aren’t you afraid of burning the machine?
The reason it’s called Overload State is precisely because it has already surpassed the limit. Now, going beyond the Overload State, whether such a nesting doll method exists or is reasonable is secondary, but what’s the difference from the Overload State itself?
It’s still within the range of the Overload State, just differing in degree.
"You don’t believe?"
Luo Lao laughed mischievously: "Of course, because you don’t believe it, you can’t touch its edge."
"This is fundamentally unreasonable, Luo Lao you know what I’m talking about." Huai Shi seriously replied.
"Reasonable? Is that kind of thing useful?"
Luo Lao’s weird laughter became increasingly ear-piercing: "If everything had to make sense, then nothing would work. Sometimes, if you want to succeed, you must..."
"—Defy reason!"
At that moment, an explosive sound was ear-piercing.
Death Perception suddenly erupted, and Huai Shi was drenched in sweat.
He saw Luo Lao’s Iron Fist advancing.
Material lost its outlines.
Everything dissolved like bubbles before him, replaced by the terrifying blazing light of ten thousand suns exploding simultaneously, erupting from the ground, sweeping, and expanding in all directions, engulfing everything.
It shattered the floor, tore the ground, burst through the ceiling, and shook the sky.
Pure power turned into a tidal wave, rushing straight forward.
Like a massive tidal surge, swallowing him.
Huai Shi’s form lost sensation in an instant, then he seemed to see his shell ignited by the grand stream of light, burned, turned to charcoal, his face slowly cracking, peeling, countless ashes merging into the wind, exposing the grim skeleton.
At the end, the skull evaporated completely along with the body.
Disappearing without a trace.
But when he snapped back from the terrifying illusion, it seemed like nothing had happened, the Iron Fist was still near, only the lingering fear and despair surging inside him remained, suffocating him.
Drenched in sweat.
In the footage, Huai Shi seemed possessed at that moment, face pale, frozen in place, his gaze turning vacant, losing his soul.
Only those present could sense the flash of terrifying power from the elder’s shell at that moment.
The frightening miracle formed by that pure ’power.’
Destruction.
Pure destruction.
The Bhagavad Gita says: At this moment, he seemed to become death, the Destroyer of Worlds.
In the silence, Huai Shi stared blankly, his body slowly sliding down the wall, unable to stand.
Hands trembling.
If Luo Lao had really thrown that punch, he would truly die a bodyless death.
"Have you sensed it?"
Luo Lao slowly pulled back his fist, smirking tauntingly: "That’s the punch that once knocked the Heretic King into the Abyss, the pinnacle of pure mastery—"
"How did you... do it?" Huai Shi asked incredulously, unable to comprehend: "How did you explode with so much power in that instant?"
If Huai Shi’s daily full-force punch is a 10, then Luo Lao’s output could easily surpass 80, yet the terrifying pressure Huai Shi felt at that moment wasn’t even 800, not even 8000.
Eighty thousand? Eight hundred thousand? Or... more?
"Very simple, Huai Shi."
Luo Lao thought for a moment, then seriously said: "Just like how after exercising, lactic acid accumulates in the muscles, as long as you accumulate this power with the lactic acid during exercise, it’s fine.
Day after day, drop by drop, piercing rock—putting the bricks down daily, eventually, you’ll have your own pyramid!"
Huai Shi was almost out of anger: "What kind of nonsense is that!"