Time passed.

In the pitch-black night, everything was still chaotic, with all sorts of shouting and galloping sounds mixed together, intermittently echoing from afar.

A night went by. Heart-pounding.

It wasn't until dawn, when the sky started to lighten slightly, that the commotion in the distance gradually came to a halt.

At this very moment.

In the dense woods.

Lu Zhongshan and others were still sitting firmly, not yet awakening from their recovery.

Streaks of dark yellow sunlight rose from the horizon, bathing the forest and bringing vigorous vitality to the new day.

Dozens of meters away from Lu Zhongshan and the others, Jiang Shi frowned, having stayed up all night as well, silently studying another ultimate skill he possessed.

The Great Red Sun Divine Palm!

As a supreme palm technique that complements the "Red Sun Body Refining Technique," the entire palm technique is straightforward without any complex changes, emphasizing an unstoppable and tremendous power.

Usually, one strike is enough to seriously injure and kill the opponent, making a second move unnecessary.

Thus, it's hard to say precisely how strong the entire palm technique is.

In the records of Zhenwu Temple, it has always been praised as the "First Palm Below Super Grade."

With a night passed, Jiang Shi had almost mastered the entire palm technique.

The Great Red Sun Divine Palm, like the "Red Sun Body Refining Technique," is an ultimate skill driven by external skills, and since Jiang Shi's "Red Sun Body Refining Technique" had already reached perfection, cultivating the Great Red Sun Divine Palm was naturally incredibly swift.

He looked once more at the panel before him.

"Strength has reached 19,500 jin, and Reputation Value has once again reached 30 points. A future of unlimited potential, truly unlimited potential!"

Jiang Shi thought to himself.

In just five more days, his pure physical strength could reach 20,000 jin.

By then, once he operates the "Red Sun Body Refining Technique," he could attain a bursting force of 30,000 jin in one go.

If he's able to obtain Lu Zhongshan's "Barbarian Elephant Divine Skill," reaching even 40,000 jin might not be out of the question.

What's more, even the Reputation Value is now approaching 10,000.

It seems that with one more shocking event in Fengzhou, he could surely unlock a second talent.

"However, the major events in Fengzhou that should happen have basically all been experienced by me. Even if the same major event occurs again later, it probably won't provide as much Reputation Value."

Jiang Shi frowned secretly.

This situation is becoming difficult to manage.

If it really doesn't work out, he might have to temporarily leave Fengzhou.

He shut off the panel, stood up from the ground, glanced at Lu Zhongshan and others who were still recovering, and prepared to test the power of this "Great Red Sun Divine Palm."

Suddenly, his body tensed, and a surge of vigorous blood energy erupted from within, continuously channeling into his entire right palm. The entire palm's center quickly heated up, turning bright red in an instant, emitting thin strands of green smoke, like a red-hot branding iron, containing immense power.

He revealed a look of intrigue, observing his reddened right palm, clearly sensing a formidable force within.

"No wonder the books record that this palm at its peak can even burn a hole in wrought iron. This Great Red Sun Divine Palm is truly peculiar."

Bang!

He struck out with his palm, landing directly on a nearby tree trunk, causing it to shake violently. The leaves above immediately wilted and yellowed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a blink, they dropped rapidly, rustling as they fell, turning the tree into a barren one.

Besides a palm print on the surface of the trunk, there were no other visible abnormalities.

But if someone were to cut open the trunk of this tree, they'd clearly see that the entire inside had been burned hollow, with all vitality completely severed.

Jiang Shi nodded slightly, feeling rather satisfied.

Suddenly, his expression changed, hearing a series of slight whirring sounds approaching from afar, prompting him to turn and look.

In the depths of the dense forest, fallen leaves swirled, sounds howled, as if a group was rapidly approaching.

Very quickly!

Dozens of black-clad figures suddenly emerged from the dense woods, each masked, with sharp eyes, wielding long knives and swords, and landed near Lu Zhongshan and his group.

Zhao Qing and Lu Chengtian, who were carefully guarding, immediately changed expressions, rushing out and shouting, "Who?"

Lu Zhongshan, who was sitting with closed eyes, slowly opened them, revealing a cold gleam as he looked at the newcomers.

"Lu Zhongshan, it seems your life is quite tenacious, managing to break through such an encirclement. Quite impressive indeed."

The leader of the black-clad figures chuckled, his body tall and unarmed, looking at Lu Zhongshan.

He had a well-proportioned physique, straight as a gun, with a golden ratio feel.

"Who are you? Hiding and concealing your identity, not daring to show your true face?"

Lu Zhongshan asked coldly.

"Me? Hahaha, I'm just a nameless pawn. Marshal Lu, it's better not to know. You only need to know we're here to send you on your way."

The leading black-clad figure laughed.

"Insolent!"

Zhao Qing burst out furiously.

The other soldiers around Lu Zhongshan also wore angry expressions, shakily getting up one by one.

"A ragtag group, daring to speak of bravery."

The leader of the black-clad figures sneered, saying, "Let me see how much strength you have left after using the Blood Forbidden Secret Technique, Lu Zhongshan."

Whoosh!

Without delaying a moment, he charged at Lu Zhongshan, raising a palm strike.

On the side, Zhao Qing's face changed, without a second thought, he quickly intercepted, matching the palm strike.

Bang!

Pfff!

On impact, Zhao Qing spewed blood, his arm fractured, his body flung back, crashing into the distance.

"Zhao Qing!"

Lu Zhongshan's eyes filled with murderous intent, but he saw the leading black-clad figure effortlessly palm Zhao Qing aside, his body unfazed as he continued charging at him.

His face turned grim, his energy burst forth, blood light appeared on his arm, and he swiftly charged out, fiercely intercepting with a palm strike.

Clap!

A thunderous roar echoed around.

The ground within two to three meters of the two erupted with fierce blasts, stones and foliage flying everywhere.

After one strike, both Lu Zhongshan and the leading black-clad figure quickly retreated.

However, as Lu Zhongshan retreated, his face quickly flushed, blood started seeping from his mouth and nose, turning his face pale, his body wobbled, and the injuries he had just suppressed began backfiring once more.

Not only that.

He suddenly noticed a change, looking at his palm where he had just struck.

He saw his right palm's center changing color, rapidly reddening, with strange patterns emerging, quickly forming a blood-colored eye shape, vivid and lifelike, almost like the real thing.

"You...Bloodthirsty Asura Palm!"

He showed an expression of shock, barely believing it, looking at the leading black-clad figure, exclaiming, "People of the Holy Sect, this is impossible!"

He seemed to have discovered some great secret.

"Heh heh..."

The leading black-clad figure, who was pushed back four or five meters by Lu Zhongshan, felt a sore hand, shook his wrist gently, showing a broad smile, saying:

"Nothing is impossible. As expected of someone once favored by the 'Five Elements Hall,' your strength is indeed formidable. Yet your injuries are more severe than I imagined, at most able to exert strength of the Martial Saint First Tier, Lu Zhongshan, how many more times can you strike like that?"

"Why? My father and I have always been loyal to the Holy Sect. Why treat us like this?"

Lu Zhongshan shouted angrily.

"Why? You father and son have become too unruly, beyond control. So, the Holy Sect plans to replace you!"

The leading black-clad figure coldly replied.

"No, this can't be!"

Lu Zhongshan roared, suddenly realizing, looking again at the opponent, saying coldly, "I understand now, you're faking the Holy Sect's orders. If the Holy Sect truly wanted to kill us, they wouldn't have sent just you. Who sent you?"

"Lu Zhongshan, you should just die early!"

The leading black-clad figure's eyes turned cold, suddenly charging again, raising a palm to strike.

Lu Zhongshan roared with anger, once again fiercely intercepting the leading black-clad figure.

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