Chapter 620: Chapter 402: Consecutive Slashes

"Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Fist! It’s you!" Pang Xiong exclaimed in shock and anger.

He didn’t know the identity of the person before him, but he knew that Yang Zheng had been killed by someone whose Martial Dao Imagery was a giant tortoise. He had never expected the assailant to dare seek revenge against the Fuhu Gang. Furthermore, according to previous reports, this person’s cultivation was supposed to be only at the Celestial Essence Second Layer.

ROAR!

A ferocious tiger’s roar echoed from a distance. The double-horned tiger rose from a pile of rubble, a vicious glint in its eyes, and charged rapidly toward them. It stood over ten feet tall, its four limbs thicker than large bowls, shattering the ground with every step.

"I have to end this quickly," Xu Yang thought, remaining silent.

Although he wasn’t afraid of Pang Xiong and the double-horned tiger teaming up, a combined assault would inevitably waste time. If this dragged on, unexpected variables might arise. He had to end the battle fast. With that thought, he wasted no more time and explosively circulated the Eight Ferocious Hidden Dragon Strength.

A twofold increase in combat power!

Xu Yang’s body trembled as a violent wave of air exploded outward, forming visible ripples. His already extreme speed accelerated further. With a mere flash, he vanished from his spot. He moved so fast that an average Celestial Essence Second Layer cultivator wouldn’t even be able to track his movements; they would only hear an ear-piercing sonic boom.

"Oh no!" Pang Xiong’s pupils shrank violently as waves of shock crashed through his mind.

The qi mechanism of the person in front of him had suddenly doubled, and the terrifying pressure made his scalp tingle. With such an aura, the attacker could absolutely crush him with ease. He wanted to run, but the enemy was simply too fast, closing the distance in an instant like a bolt of rushing lightning. The oppressive pressure battered his Heart Spirit like a tidal wave, making him feel as though a massive boulder had instantly been pressed upon his body.

"Slash!"

He didn’t run. He knew that turning his back on such an expert would mean certain death. His only chance of survival was to hold out until the double-horned tiger arrived.

With a furious roar, his Martial Dao Imagery shook the heavens and earth. Pang Xiong’s eyes bulged with rage as he pushed his cultivation to the absolute limit, the surging energy inflating his robes. His arms swelled, muscles bulging and veins throbbing as he delivered a heavy slash that condensed a lifetime’s worth of martial skill.

BOOM!

The saber light tore through the air, swift as lightning, carrying the momentum of a world-cleaving blade intent on destroying everything in its path. Pang Xiong’s Gang Yuan surged wildly, and the saber light rapidly expanded, nearly enveloping his entire body in a protective shield. He didn’t expect this strike to kill the enemy; he only hoped to stall for enough time for the double-horned tiger to reach him.

A sharp glint flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes. The power of the Dragon Symbols Heart Scripture burst forth like a breached dam, pouring into his fist. Facing the oncoming saber light, he chose not to dodge. Instead, he met it head-on with a punch.

Black Tortoise Mountain Suppression!

He pushed the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Fist to its absolute limit. His Martial Dao Imagery rapidly expanded like a balloon to cover his entire body, while the illusion of a giant tortoise raised its head and let out a heaven-shaking roar.

BOOM!

His fist punched straight through the air, creating a white shock dome. It shot forward with unparalleled, unyielding ferocity, carrying enough power to shatter a massive mountain.

BANG!

CRACK!

The fist aura and the saber light collided with a thunderous boom. The supremely fierce and domineering Fist Strength surged and roared. In a mere instant, the dense saber light was covered in a spiderweb of cracks before shattering with a loud bang.

The Fist Strength blasted outward like a reversed river. All the power Pang Xiong had poured into his slash was reflected right back at him, nearly tearing his Protective Gang Yuan apart as his Spiritual Soldier slammed heavily against it. He felt as though he hadn’t struck a fist, but rather a crashing mountain. The Spiritual Soldier in his hand let out a strained whine as its light dimmed, nearly flying out of his grasp.

A sharp pain tore through the webbing between his thumb and forefinger, which had been split open by the terrifying Force, sending blood flying.

"What kind of monster is this?" he thought, his heart seized by absolute terror.

He couldn’t help but gasp in horror, feeling that even the Spirit Bone Celestial Prides of the Celestial Strategy Academy were only at this level. His opponent’s aura felt like someone who had only just entered the Celestial Essence Third Layer, yet the sheer terror of his power far surpassed Pang Xiong’s, who was nearing Celestial Essence Third Layer Perfection. That flesh-and-blood fist had collided with his full-power saber light without leaving a single scratch behind.

"Retreat!" Pang Xiong panicked.

Xu Yang looked calmly at the horrified Pang Xiong. How could his fist be so easily blocked? It was too late to retreat now. Having shattered the saber light with crushing momentum, the fist continued its relentless advance, slamming heavily against the rippling Protective Gang Yuan.

BANG!

CRACK!

Pang Xiong’s Protective Gang Yuan couldn’t even hold for a single breath before it was instantly pierced and blown apart. A furious blast of air swept outward, instantly turning everything within dozens of feet into fine dust as a cloud of debris shot into the sky.

"Ah—"

Pang Xiong screamed miserably. The area where the fist struck caved in, leaving a Fist Seal embedded in his body, surrounded by terrifying fractures. The pain made his vision go dark and his limbs spasm wildly. He nearly dropped the Spiritual Soldier in his hand. With a whoosh, his feet were involuntarily lifted off the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood as his body was sent flying backward. The Martial Dao Imagery behind him faded, no longer sustainable.

"Not bad," Xu Yang noted with cold eyes.

Even though he had suppressed his Spirit Bone and hadn’t utilized the Azure Dragon Dominating Body, anyone who could survive a direct punch from him was no weakling. Pang Xiong possessed decent strength, and his Body Refining Cultivation had clearly reached a solid level.

"Please spare my life, my lord! The Fang family was the one who put the bounty on you. I had nothing to do with it!" Pang Xiong pleaded, coughing up blood with every word. He didn’t want to die. He had only allied with the Fang family to live a life of luxury, not to throw his life away for them. Ignoring his ruptured internal organs, he only wanted to convince the man that he was innocent.

BOOM!

But it was useless. A fist thrust forward like a massive spear, tearing through the air and smashing into his temple from the side. Before the punch even landed, the terrifying fist pressure completely immobilized his critically injured body. The surrounding air felt entirely sealed off, as if he were being crushed beneath a mountain.

The opponent never had any intention of letting him go!

Overwhelmed with terror, Pang Xiong let out a desperate, hoarse scream. "No—"

BANG!

The fist smashed heavily into his temple, the Fist Force erupting like a flash flood. Pang Xiong’s scream was abruptly cut short. A mixture of red and white burst outward as bone fragments, carrying enough force to pierce gold and shatter stone, shot out and riddled the ground with holes.

"The Gang Leader is dead!"

"Run!"

The remaining Fuhu Gang lackeys scattered instantly, fleeing in sheer terror.

Xu Yang didn’t pursue them. Although his previous punch had killed most of the Fuhu Gang members, there were still twenty or thirty men alive on the periphery. Since they were scattering in all directions, he couldn’t possibly kill them all unless he knew the Clone Technique. Moreover, the double-horned tiger had already arrived, leaping toward him through the air.

ROAR!

A ferocious tiger’s roar kicked up a massive cloud of dust. The ground shattered with a crunch as explosions erupted all around. A materialized soundwave enveloped Xu Yang. Protected by his Gang Yuan, which rippled under the impact, Xu Yang managed to withstand the double-horned tiger’s soundwave attack, though his Qi-Blood churned slightly.

"Beast!" he roared furiously.

The few stalks of Spirit Medicine that had survived his intense battle with Pang Xiong were completely pulverized by the double-horned tiger’s soundwave, dissipating into raw energy.

Murderous intent surged from Xu Yang. Facing the gaping, bloody maw—as large as a water vat—snapping down at him, he didn’t hesitate to throw a punch.

Black Tortoise Mountain Suppression!

The power of the Dragon Symbols Heart Scripture erupted like a flash flood. His Fist Intent broke right through the tiger’s oppressive aura and its soundwave. His fist glowed with blinding light as he launched an upward uppercut, a luminous stream flowing along his arm.

BANG!

The fist landed squarely on the double-horned tiger’s lower jaw!

Both the man and the tiger were monsters with incredibly resilient bodies and unparalleled strength. Their collision was like two mountains slamming into each other, producing a deafening roar. The ground within a ninety-foot radius instantly caved in and exploded. Billowing clouds of dust shot into the sky. Pang Xiong’s corpse was torn apart, churning within the wave of dirt kicked up by the shockwave.

Xu Yang felt his entire body sink, as if he had punched a solid mountain. His legs sank half a foot into the ground, pinning him deep into the soil as his bones and sinews groaned loudly.

CRACK!

HOWL—

The crisp sound of shattering bones rang out as blood splattered everywhere. The double-horned tiger let out a miserable wail. Its massive head was knocked high into the air, its four limbs completely lifting off the ground. The unimaginable force had sent it flying backward, its lower jaw reduced to a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

Its eyes were filled with terror. It clearly hadn’t expected the human in front of it to possess a physical strength even more terrifying than its own as an Exotic Beast—capable of breaking its bones and sending its massive frame flying in a head-on clash. It suddenly regretted not fleeing the moment Pang Xiong died, instead foolishly attempting to eat this man.

BANG!

The ground exploded as Xu Yang pulled his legs out of the dirt and rocketed into the sky. His speed reached its absolute limit. In a flash, he caught up to the airborne double-horned tiger and grabbed one of its horns.

ROAR!

The double-horned tiger roared in terror. Before it could react, Xu Yang flipped onto its head and brought his fist down like a sledgehammer.

BANG!

A shockwave swept out. The double-horned tiger looked as if it had been struck by lightning. A booming sound echoed from its skull as its skin cracked and blood sprayed. Its head smashed heavily into the ground. The surroundings trembled. Letting out a shrill shriek, the double-horned tiger instinctively swiped at its own head with its claws, the hook-like talons flashing with a cold glint.

Xu Yang remained unmoved, a brutal killing intent surging in his eyes. The Martial Dao Imagery behind him rapidly expanded to enshroud his body as he slammed down a second punch.

THUD!

Sounding like a heavy mallet striking a leather drum, a violent airwave exploded, kicking up a wave of dirt several meters high. The double-horned tiger’s entire body seized up. Its swiping claws froze mid-air, its roar vanished from its throat, and its tense body instantly went limp.

CRACK!

A sharp crack echoed. Its vat-sized head split open, and snow-white brain matter gushed out.

The double-horned tiger, an Exotic Beast comparable to a Celestial Essence Third Layer cultivator, was dead!

Xu Yang flipped off the tiger’s head. He darted over to retrieve Pang Xiong’s Spiritual Soldier and returned to cut open the double-horned tiger’s carcass. Soon, he extracted a heart the size of a washbasin. Slicing the heart open, he revealed several drops of blood that looked like sparkling diamonds, standing out starkly from the rest.

These distinct drops of blood emitted a refreshing fragrance akin to Elixirs. There was a clear distinction between them and ordinary blood—they hardly seemed to be of the same substance. They even flickered with a faint, shimmering light and radiated Spirituality.

"Essence Blood!"

A bright light flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes as he hurriedly reached out to gather them. He found that these few drops of blood were heavier than the same volume of iron, remaining perfectly condensed without dispersing. Not daring to dawdle, he quickly took out a Jade Bottle used for Elixirs from his pocket, carefully stored the drops of Essence Blood inside, and tucked it away.

Looking at the massive corpse of the double-horned tiger, he swung his blade and cleanly chopped off its two horns.

"What a pity," he mused.

The corpse of an Exotic Beast equivalent to the Celestial Essence Third Layer was incredibly valuable. Both the flesh and bones could fetch a high price. Unfortunately, he couldn’t carry them with him. He could only take the most precious parts, leaving the rest to benefit the Fang family.

Xu Yang darted over and blasted open the doors to the Treasure Vault. Spreading out his Heart Spirit, he soon sensed every item inside that possessed Spirituality. There were Elixirs, Spirit Coins, and Spirit Iron. The haul was no less impressive than what he had acquired after killing Yang Zheng.

Taking out a pre-prepared Beast Hide Bag, Xu Yang packed away everything that caught his eye before vanishing from the scene in a flash.

He left the remaining items untouched—saving them for the Fang family to rebuild the Fuhu Gang all over again.

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