Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron

The Giant Stone’s eyelids twitched wildly, what kind of bizarre trick is this again?

He was well aware of Beauty Snake’s skills. Despite appearing frail, she possessed a strength of a full sixty thousand jin, and her rate of explosive power conversion was as high as sevenfold,

a single strike could unleash a force of four hundred thousand jin!

He stared intently at the nearly four-meter-tall decaying giant and shouted in a deep voice:

"Don’t let yourselves be taken down one by one. This guy has strange tricks, but his strength and body toughness are both lacking. Wait for a chance, smash his skull!"

The remaining martial artists cautiously formed a circle, slowly approaching. The intense vitality made Zhang Fusheng feel a slight sting.

Yet he stood unmoved, towering like a mountain.

In the Martial Artist’s Twelve Refinements, covering the four realms of skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, every realm not only has a heaven-and-earth difference in power but also an ’evolution.’

During the Skin Three Refinements, the toughness of the skin is greatly enhanced. In the Flesh Three Refinements, muscles can roll like waves, birthing vital energy that flows through the body,

and as for the Three Tendons Refinements...

Zhang Fusheng could feel it, the great tendons within his body were like dragon tendons, and with each tension and release, the explosive force more than doubled!

"If, before the Tendons Refinement, I could use the Tiger Roar Fist to explode a thousand jin of strength into a five thousand jin impact, a fivefold conversion, now it’s tripled again..."

"That is, fifteen times."

He took a deep breath, visible white air flows into his nose and mouth, and his great tendons tightened suddenly!

One step!

The momentum was like an arrow shot from a collapsing bow!

Although the giant was nearly four meters tall, his figure was ghostly, and with one step, a cloud of dust soared, then shattered as he descended with his palm!

His entire weight of forty-five thousand jin was stored in the great tendons,

Elevated layer by layer through the rolling muscles, finally gathering between the enormous palms, exploding with a bang!

It was as if an arrow weighing thirty to forty kilograms was shot from a Tiger Bone Great Bow!

The force instantly unleashed exceeded six hundred thousand jin, over three hundred tons!!

The four Seventh-Refined martial artists were right at the forefront,

They joined forces to resist, facing him head-on.

’Boom!!’

The shockwave swept across the entire hall, the dust scattered suddenly, the air visibly rumpled, stained with a bloody hue!

"Where...where are they?" a martial artist murmured, searching for the traces of the four Seventh-Refined martial artists,

in the end, they only saw a slight blood mist lingering in the air.

They were blasted apart.

Truly blown up.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

"Go!"

One martial artist after another turned to flee without hesitation, yet they appeared trapped in a ghost wall, no matter how they tried to escape, they ended up at the same spot.

The Giant Stone and the other two captains exchanged looks, hunting simultaneously forward, the three Tenth-Refined martial artists now exerted their full effort, bodies dragging out faint white air currents, charging at the giant!

But they pounced on empty air.

The giant had vanished.

When he reappeared, Zhang Fusheng was already outside the hotel, standing among a dozen martial artists scrambling like headless flies.

A dozen martial artists frozen in place watched as this rotting giant opened his huge mouth, inhaling sharply.

In the booming sound like a tidal wave rolling back, a storm surged, the air furiously flooding into the giant’s mouth,

his body astonishingly swelled once more, four meters! Four and a half meters! Five meters!!

"Indeed, the ecstasy of power far surpasses anything spiritual can compare..."

Zhang Fusheng’s voice was deep and resonant like a tolling bell.

The fist thrust.

His rampaging stomping and the panicked escape of the martial artists erupted almost simultaneously,

with every footfall, the forty-five thousand jin force completed a terrifying fifteenfold explosion through the muscle rolls, tendon tension, and the tiger’s roar!

The concrete ground deformed, tore, with no rubble splintering, the surface was pounded into dust.

"Monster...monster!"

A Ninth-Refined martial artist roared as he charged forward, then with a pop.

Blood and brain matter scattered.

Zhang Fusheng grabbed the headless body, the Dead Man’s Bone glowed, devouring its vitality!

This time, he didn’t fight tooth and nail with the Dead Man’s Bone for vitality, allowing nine-tenths of it to be absorbed by the Dead Man’s Bone,

because right in front of him, there was more sustenance.

Step! Step! Step!

One martial artist after another had their heads blown apart, their bodies sucked into bone powder, progressing to Seven Refinements Minor Achievement, Seven Refinements Great Success!

The three captain-level figures burst out of the hall, with the Giant Stone roaring ferociously as the other two hunted one on the left and one on the right!

Boom!!

One captain was torn in half, another had his chest punched through, as for the Giant Stone.

He roared the fiercest but charged off into the distance, sparing no cost to drive his inner qi and blood to forcefully break the ’ghost wall.’

He had disappeared.

Totally scared out of his wits.

"Running quite fast indeed."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, absorbing the entire vitality of the two Tenth-Refined martial artists, embedding the consciousnesses of the two captains into the Divine Realm as they were about to die.

With the physical body perished, the remaining soul would remain forever in the Divine Realm.

The ashes drifted in the air.

A massive amount of vitality was absorbed, but clearly, the vitality absorbed in such a short time was too much for him, Zhang Fusheng already reached a saturation state,

These vitality servings only pushed him to the Seven Refinements Perfection, with the rest entirely consumed by the Dead Man’s Bone.

"In a short time, it’s difficult to make significant progress by consuming vitality alone."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself,

looking over the white bone ashes flying in the air, and the ground plowed like with ten heavy cannonshots, he grinned.

The giant reverted into a frail young man, his clothing in tatters— in fact, only a few strips of cloth still hung on him.

"Seven Refinements Perfection."

Turns out cultivation is this simple.

A force of twenty thousand jin surged within, in the Divine Realm, dozens of Grim Skeletons stood silently, the leading three as powerful as top Tenth-Refineds.

Zhang Fusheng let out a satisfied belch.

"Why am I becoming more and more like a monster?"

He stretched lazily, suddenly aware, glancing towards a dark, gloom-ridden corner, where the head of the fleeing brawny man rolled slowly towards him.

"Rest in eternal bliss," Shi Zhengyuan said compassionately.

......

"All failed?"

In the Hongji Martial Arts Dojo, the senior brother asked calmly:

"Not a single one alive?"

"None."

The middle-aged man seated across from him spoke lazily:

"All four hunter squads were annihilated, not a single message was relayed, how about your men?"

"No contact." Niu Dali shook his head, dropping his eyelids: "I should be on the brink of exposure... do you know who made a move, helping the little junior brother?"

"No idea."

The middle-aged man sat up straight:

"Jiangzhou City was chosen by the church as the ideal venue, no one is allowed to disrupt it. If you still can’t make Old Monster Hong give up on Chai Gate and the church..."

He clasped his hands tightly:

"Then we will expose Old Monster Hong’s whereabouts to Buddhism, yes, the Mandala sect."

Niu Dali spoke in a low voice:

"The young junior brother will come back, then I will kill him."

"Is your junior brother’s life or death really that important?" The middle-aged man laughed mockingly: "Without him, would Hong Tianbao spare Chai Gate? Would he not target the church?"

He paused, standing up, patting Niu Dali on the shoulder:

"Go ahead and kill Hong Tianbao, I need your cooperation."

"No way."

Niu Dali replied coldly:

"Without the master, how could I face the grandmaster? Also, how would I obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Treasure Iron from the grandmaster?"

The middle-aged man gazed at him:

"You want us to eliminate Zhang Fusheng, in reality, is it because you’re afraid of losing to him?"

"Yes."

Niu Dali nodded in acknowledgment, enunciating slowly:

"But isn’t the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Treasure Iron also something you all desire?"

The middle-aged man squinted:

"Our options aren’t limited to you, actually, Zhang Fusheng is also a choice."

Niu Dali fell silent for a moment:

"But now, he has an unknown supporter behind him, and you can’t be sure, can you?"

The middle-aged man scoffed, turning to leave.

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