The sky fell apart.
It was around the darkest hour of the previous night.
There were no stars in the Fist God's World. Every night, people always went to bed early to prepare themselves for the next morning when the sun rose from the east to toughen their muscles and bones and practice their martial arts.
Therefore, the people of the Red Gold Town did not see how the sky was torn apart.
Just as they were deep in sleep, they suddenly heard a thunderous explosion in their ears.
No. That was not an accurate description, because there were neither stars nor lightning in the Fist God's World.
Rather than calling it a thunderbolt, it would be more accurate to say that it was like the sound of the town's former most tyrannical boxer, "Glenn", punching the iron-cast skull of the "Iron Horn Bear", causing the skull of the ferocious beast to explode.
It was also like 'Glenn', who had been dead for a long time, punched the head of all the townspeople and gave them a splitting headache. They all jumped out of their beds.
The townspeople kicked open the doors of their houses and rushed out to take a look in the middle of the noisy whispers and earsplitting screams.
They saw that a white, shocking crack had appeared in the sky that was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
By rough estimation, the crack was at least dozens of kilometers long and several kilometers wide. It looked like a weird giant worm that was raging in the sky.
The crack went straight to the sky, but there was nothing beyond the sky. There was only a blinding white light. Staring at this white light for a long time was like staring at the sun for a long time. It would leave a clear mark on the eyeballs that could not be erased for a long time.
Nobody in the Red Gold Town, no, in the entire Fist God's World, had ever seen lightning.
Otherwise, they would've thought that it was a bolt of lightning that should've been gone in the blink of an eye but had been frozen in the sky forever.
Right now, people could only imagine the broken sky as a burnt pot. They were filled with indescribable fear toward the dazzling light beyond the crack.
For a moment, everybody was panicking, and rumors were spreading everywhere.
It was not the first time that the people of the Red Gold Town had heard about 'Sky Split'.
As early as half a year ago, the traveling business teams had brought a lot of bizarre news from the south, where the water network was dense, the forests were everywhere, and the land was full of miasma and fog.
It was said that in many places in the south, the sky had already split open.
The most terrifying one was the crack that ran through the sky for thousands of miles. Dozens of towns and cities, even those with a dense population and many experts, could only watch as the crack hung high in the sky, unable to do anything.
It was said that this was the result of the degeneration of the world and the rampant demonic beasts.
It was exactly because a lot of malicious people in the south tempted the cunning people to stop studying the strength of fists and bodies of flesh and blood dutifully. Instead, they worshiped 'mechanical demons' and 'steam devils' and fell into evil ways, which infuriated the Fist God.
The Fist God, who had protected the world for more than ten thousand years, finally gave a revelation, hoping that the believers of the 'mechanical demons' and the 'steam devils' could realize their mistakes and return to the righteous path of training their bodies of flesh and blood so that their fists could be unparalleled.
This is just a small warning.
If the believers of the mechanical demons and the steam devils did not come to their senses soon, the terrifying cracks would be transferred from the sky to their weak bodies and insignificant souls.
At first, the people of the Red Gold Town did not believe the groundless rumors and felt that they were too exaggerated. How could the sky be split open? It was probably the airwaves left by a certain ferocious beast, such as the 'Fiery Vulture', when it passed by quickly. Because the scene was too appalling, it was exaggerated and spread out.
But right now, the townspeople saw that the sky above their heads was split open with their own eyes. The dazzling crack was like a furiously burning claw that could reach down and snatch their souls away at any moment.
They found it even harder to believe it!
Fist God above, in all honesty!
Nobody was more devout to the Fist God, the Fist God Temple, and the path of the Iron Fist than the townspeople of the Red Gold Town!
As for the barbarians in the south, they were barbarians who had only been conquered by the Iron Fist Army thousands of years ago. They were lazy, uneducated, opportunistic, and untamable. The reign of the Fist God Temple in the south had never been stable. It was not strange that the 'mechanical demons' and the 'steam devils' had taken advantage of the situation and gradually gained power.
Hehe. Even if the clowns could show off for a while, as long as the Fist God Temple summoned the Iron Fist Army to march to the south again, the demons would be obliterated immediately when the army arrived. The 'power of machinery' and the 'power of steam' would be nothing but begging for mercy!
But where was this place?
This was the Red Gold Town, the heartland ruled by the Fist God Temple. It was a place where the Fist God had been active in person ten thousand years ago!
To this day, the miracles of the past still remained in the Red Gold Town.
It was an enormous ore ten square meters in size. There was a huge mark of a fist at the center of the ore.
The punch did not shatter the ore. Instead, it created an area of high temperature and high pressure at the center of the ore, which squeezed out the gold components inside the ore. As a result, the mark of the fist was emitting dazzling crimson brilliance that was still as clear as ever after ten thousand years!
It was said that it was the mark of the Fist God's training ten thousand years ago.
That was how the Red Gold Town got its name. All the towns in the hundreds of square kilometers nearby knew that the Red Gold Town had been blessed by the Fist God!
The people in the north were simple and hardworking. Few of them were as opportunistic as the people in the south. Few of them believed in 'mechanical demons' and 'steam devils'.
The Red Gold Town was also a famous holy land for training in the hundreds of square kilometers nearby. There were more than ten schools of fist arts in the small town. There was also an enormous Iron Fist School that recruited children and young people between three and sixteen years old. There was even a Fist God Temple that had a long history and a profound heritage. Many great boxers whose fists could shake mountains and rivers had emerged. Leaving aside the ancient experts from hundreds of years ago, 'Glenn' had already grasped the level of 'Deep Sea Fist' twenty years ago. When his fists were activated, the force of his fists was surging, and the edge of his fists was impenetrable. He could blow up the seawater nonstop and split the ocean apart by brute force. He could walk hundreds of meters from the shore to the ocean and then walk back, and the ocean would be closed again without getting his clothes wet. That was the most terrifying level!
Therefore, no matter how large the towns within several hundred square kilometers were, they all liked to send their disciples to the Red Gold Town to receive the most rigorous training of fist arts. They all dreamed that their disciples would one day be able to reach the level where they could be summoned by the Fist God, shatter the void, and soar into the sky.
The residents of the Red Gold Town were all proud of their identity as the successor of the Fist God. They believed in the path of the Iron Fist with their lives.
In their daily life, training, and battles, not to mention that 'mechanical power' and 'steam power' were absolutely forbidden, even the simple tools that were barely allowed in the path of the Iron Fist, such as choppers, kitchen knives, axes, and even needles, were avoided as much as possible.
Even the women in the town, when they needed to sew clothes, soles, and needles, had to hide at home and close the door. It was because needles were tools, and to use tools was to violate the path of the Iron Fist that 'all the magnificent power belongs to oneself' and the evil path of 'steam and machinery'. Therefore, there was only a thin layer of window paper between them and the evil path of 'steam and machinery'.
Even if the adults could control themselves, it was not a good thing to be seen by the children and arouse their suspicion and curiosity.
The atmosphere of the Red Gold Town was so righteous that it was almost pedantic.
However, how could such a righteous and pious town have a crack in the sky?
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Enough rest. A new story is about to begin!
This is the story of Lu Qingchen, who escaped from the Lightning Giant, and A Boxing Champion, who guarded the Pangu Universe alone. Of course, they were not necessarily the main characters. Or rather, the guys who were nominally the main characters in Old Cow's story did not seem to be the main characters at all.
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