Zhou Leng saw the Mountain River Oak and squinted his eyes.

The Mountain River Oak, though not as strong as the Mountain and River Origin, was still formidable among giants, ranking around the top hundred.

Yet he was covered in injuries, his left arm missing, lacking his former majestic presence, and full of fear.

The Molten Hammer, who usually feared nothing, now seemed like a startled bird.

Even those few Tree-men were covered in wounds, worse off than when they last encountered the Demon attack.

Zhou Leng gazed at the Beastmen pursuing them.

He saw a familiar face from the youth rankings.

The Barbarian Star Axe, the demigod's direct grandson, ranked fourth.

With green skin and a square head, tusks protruding from the sides of his mouth.

Standing four meters tall, with a large and sturdy body, his skin seemed packed with huge stones beneath.

He carried a massive two-meter-long axe, following slowly behind the Beastmen without making a move.

Just by standing there, he was like a mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.

Zhou Leng's heart sank. This was, apart from the Deep Dark Fury, the strongest enemy he had ever faced.

Not even the three Innate masters he encountered before at the airport rescue of Zhao Nandi compared to this Barbarian Star Axe.

The grandson of a demigod, with an extraordinarily potent concentration of divine blood.

Suddenly, the Barbarian Star Axe turned his head, looking towards where Zhou Leng was.

The Barbarian Star Axe said two sentences.

Two Beastmen, wielding Blood-Refined Giant Bones, charged forward.

Seeing his exposure, Zhou Leng continued to walk forward.

The pursued crowd also turned to look towards Zhou Leng.

Upon seeing Zhou Leng, the Mountain River Oak and Molten Hammer's eyes reddened.

Molten Hammer shouted, "Zhou Leng, run! You're no match for the Barbarian Star Axe! He's deliberately not killing us all, using us as bait! Run! Run!"

"Run! Find my brother, only by joining forces can you save us!" Mountain River Oak shouted.

Zhou Leng waved his hand nonchalantly, not saying a word, calmly heading towards the two Beastmen.

The two Beastmen, both demigod descendants, charged with savage grins.

Zhou Leng moved casually, True Qi suppressing the sea, stepping the Eight Trigrams Step, unleashing the Overlapping Waves Palm, blending hardness and softness, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

No killing moves, no fancy tricks, just using the Overlapping Waves Palm, striking the two Beastmen.

One palm, two palms, three palms...

Each Beastman received three palms, splitting them evenly, without favoritism.

Six palms delivered, and the two Beastmen fell.

Zhou Leng took their Magic Spirit Bags as smoothly as picking up his own wallet.

The Mountain River Oak and Molten Hammer sighed softly, seeing Zhou Leng refuse to retreat, they did not persuade further.

"Not bad." The Barbarian Star Axe waved his hand, sending four stronger Beastmen toward Zhou Leng.

An encounter much like before, with a similar scenario.

Just like before, Zhou Leng was unhurried, unflustered, each move crystal clear, so clear that even a beginner could trace it, except for being a bit faster.

Every step, every move seemed ordinary, yet the four Beastmen couldn't dodge, couldn't evade.

Once again, everyone received three equal palms, and just as before, he bent down to pick up the Magic Spirit Bags.

The first time, the difference wasn't obvious, but by the second time, all experts from both sides noticed.

Especially the few Tree-men whom Zhou Leng had saved days ago.

They hadn't expected that in just a few days, Zhou Leng's palm technique had grown even stronger.

It's hard to pinpoint where, but it felt different.

The Mountain River Oak whispered, "It seems like the realm my brother wanted to reach, something about returning to simplicity."

"I don't understand," said Molten Hammer.

Zhou Leng's expression remained indifferent.

Before now, the distance to Elder Song felt like looking across a sea at a mountain, seemingly within reach, yet utterly unreachable in a lifetime.

From now on, at least in palm technique, he drew ever closer to Elder Song.

The basic palm techniques of the Innate Pavilion and hundreds of innate palm styles gradually merged with his own.

The Barbarian Star Axe glanced at the four new Beastmen corpses on the ground, his expression serious.

He had witnessed similar attack methods among Beastman Innate masters.

The Beastmen called it "Returning Beast," meaning all actions become so simple, like a beast striking, pure and powerful, naturally flawless.

"The perception of humans is indeed high. However, it ends here."

The Barbarian Star Axe lowered the blood-colored giant axe and strode towards Zhou Leng.

The giant axe dragging behind, its blade scraping the ground, making a slight sound, stirring a light dust cloud.

The Humanoid Alliance, beaten back by the Beastmen, heard the giant axe scraping and almost felt their hearts stop.

The attacking Beastmen saw their leader leave, plus six had died, slowing their aggression.

The battle continued, with occasional glances towards the Barbarian Star Axe and Zhou Leng.

The Humanoid Alliance's sentiments were complex, hoping for Zhou Leng's victory, yet finding it unlikely.

The Beastmen felt much more at ease.

Throughout the journey, they had witnessed the terrifying power of the Barbarian Star Axe, leaping to kill dragons, cleaving giants, crushing demons who disrespected him with just one punch after another.

In the eyes of ordinary Beastmen, demons were unrivaled and noble beings.

They even witnessed the top-ranked Spine-headed Demon Dragon's Deep Dark Fury personally descend to recruit the Barbarian Star Axe.

The Barbarian Star Axe was the pride of the Beastmen.

The Barbarian Star Axe stood full four meters tall, rivaling ordinary giants, while the human opposite him looked so small, so helpless.

"How many moves do you think that human can withstand?"

"Three moves, no more."

"That person's aura is unique; he should withstand ten moves."

"Barbarian Star Axe, kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The Beastmen shouted in chorus, morale soaring.

The Barbarian Star Axe and Zhou Leng stood twenty meters apart, facing each other.

Both regarded each other.

The Barbarian Star Axe's gaze was calm, speaking slowly, "You are the strongest human I have met in the youth battles."

Zhou Leng circulated his True Qi, silent, his demeanor calm.

"You will also be another nameless one dying under my axe."

The Barbarian Star Axe sneered.

The two of them stepped on the ground together, rushing forward, with dust and crushed grass flying behind them.

The giant axe, over two meters long, seemed like a mere chopstick in the hands of the Barbarian Star Axe, carrying an ear-piercing sound, slashing towards Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng sidestepped and slapped the axe handle with his palm.

The Barbarian Star Axe's eyes flickered with boredom, as if faced with a game he had grown tired of.

Too many opponents have attacked his axe, thinking they can casually touch it, but the next moment, there was only one result.

The Barbarian Star Axe tightened his grip on the axe, ready to roll back and slash—a move that had slain countless masters.

But, the axe wobbled lightly, a massive force surged, unable to be slashed forward.

Sparkling starlight exploded from the Barbarian Star Axe's eyes.

The boredom in his eyes vanished, replaced by a high-spirited fighting spirit.

Zhou Leng rushed forward, pushing out his palm.

The distant combatants on both sides saw this palm clearly, even some beastmen recognized this move.

A simple Great River Entering the Sea, the arm pushed forth, the palm directly striking.

The Barbarian Star Axe took a step back.

The others were perplexed, but the Barbarian Star Axe's eyes shone brightly.

That palm earlier was straightforward, but the control of position, timing, angle, and speed was perfect, at the pinnacle of perfection.

Regardless of whether the Barbarian Star Axe blocked, attacked, or used other methods, he couldn't keep up, forcefully striking, which would result in a flaw in the following move.

The Barbarian Star Axe could only retreat, only by stepping back could he perfectly defuse that palm.

The two exchanged glances, their gaze piercing like a sword, electric sparks flashing abruptly.

"You're very strong, I like it!"

The Barbarian Star Axe let out a hearty laugh, swinging the axe to strike once more. At the moment he swung his arm, his entire body suddenly emitted red light.

The beastmen behind couldn't believe how quickly the Barbarian Star Axe resorted to demigod power, even facing a Giant Dragon or a Giant, he hadn't used it.

At the instant of applying demigod power, the strength and speed of the Barbarian Star Axe doubled instantly.

Zhou Leng's gaze was unflinching, drifting backward like fallen leaves.

Whiz...

The axe wind was sharp, brushing past his chest, slicing open the camouflage clothes in front of Zhou Leng.

The Barbarian Star Axe pressed his advantage, charging forward, swinging the axe repeatedly.

On the hill in the dark night, the blood-colored great axe swung out countless remnants, like a congregation of blood moons.

Zhou Leng retreated step by step.

Unlike human martial arts techniques, the Barbarian Star Axe's giant axe had no peculiar moves, only the basic techniques.

Hacking, slashing, chopping, cutting, and more than a dozen moves that weren't named techniques.

It was these basic moves that, under the enhancement of power and speed, were as effective as any Martial Arts style.

In front of Zhou Leng, the Heart and Mind Shadow kept appearing, but all results of the Heart and Mind Shadow were similar.

Before touching the Barbarian Star Axe, the body was hit by the giant axe.

The power and speed of the Barbarian Star Axe formed an unbreakable offense, an impregnable fortress.

Truly worthy of being the descendant of a demigod.

For over a dozen moves, Zhou Leng found no opportunity.

Retreating to the eighteenth step, Zhou Leng recalled Zhang Xinglie's No Return Battle Technique and the Mountain and River Origin's Mountain River Guardian Technique.

One charges forward without looking back, facing death and living without fear.

One blends spiritual will, with undying intent, the flames of war never die.

These two combat techniques are more suited to facing the Barbarian Star Axe head-on.

But, he cannot do them.

Zhou Leng retreated, the Divine Text spinning in his mind, the martial arts of the Ancient River Sect flashing by his eyes like a horse trotting through flowers.

The Heart and Mind Shadow Splitting Battle Technique faced a formidable enemy it had never encountered before, being forced to adjust, actively improving.

Almost in an instant, the learned techniques flickered in his mind.

The next moment, they flickered again.

With each retreating step Zhou Leng took, all the martial arts he learned flickered once more in his mind.

Between life and death, life leaps, the heart and mind unfolds.

True Qi surged, washing over the body.

Under the immense pressure of the Barbarian Star Axe, the Giant Body slowly released its power.

The bloodline of the Original Demon, the Light of the Ancient Gods, Dragon Blood Flower, Star Gazing Technique, and accumulated medicinal power accelerated their activation amid the chase of the Barbarian Star Axe and the backward movement of the body.

Gradually, Zhou Leng's skin turned from white to red.

From within his hair, a faint white mist emerged, hanging like smoke, consistently lingering.

Zhou Leng suddenly shot out a punch, the fist struck like a spear, the arm like a dragon.

Clang...

The punch landed on the axe face, flesh colliding with metal, resonating through the cold night.

The Barbarian Star Axe's right hand went numb, the giant axe wobbling.

Zhou Leng's right palm kneaded like dough, sweeping across in an unusual arc, lightly slapping.

The giant axe seemed to suffer a heavy blow, suddenly dropping, crashing to the ground.

Zhou Leng thrust his left hand forward, striking towards the chest and abdomen of the Barbarian Star Axe.

The Barbarian Star Axe stamped his foot down, abruptly retreating.

He grinned.

Left hand grasped the axe handle.

Both hands held the axe.

He wouldn't give his opponent any chance.

Once he strikes, he goes all out.

At the instant both hands gripped the axe, a layer of bloodlight surfaced around the axe.

The power blessed by the Beastman Shaman activated.

The axe face seemed to crack open like a wound, revealing lines of blood vessels within.

In an instant, the giant axe started breathing, suddenly growing to four meters long.

The enormous axe face was like a blood moon, high hanging in the night sky.

"You're ultimately just a nobody."

The Barbarian Star Axe finished speaking, swinging the four-meter-long axe with extended handle, attacking Zhou Leng.

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