With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 416 He made his move! A sudden attack! Three moves!

The process of increasing one's total spiritual power is as clear and long as still water gradually deepens, and as slow and steady as a tree blossoming and bearing fruit.

Just as Meng Chuan himself said, while practicing the Dao Heart Seed Demon Heart Method every day, his Dao Heart was absorbing blood.

The other party will share some of their spiritual energy with me, allowing me to steadily and gradually build up my strength.

You should know that even those rare and precious materials related to spiritual power.

For example, the Immortal Tears Gold can only solidify the foundation, but cannot directly increase the strength of spiritual power.

The improvement of the Three Flowers, including mental strength, is the same as the improvement of martial arts strength.

All of these require years of accumulation and repeated practice; it's impossible to achieve success overnight.

Pei Shan's actions will only cause these children to become mentally and physically unbalanced.

At best, it causes mental confusion; at worst, it causes the soul to dissipate!
As he thought of this, Meng Chuan's eyes gradually sharpened, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

That bastard deserves to die. He's just a jerk who treats people's lives like toys.

This way of wasting life reminded him of the demon in Tongjia Alley, who hung hundreds of lives on the wall and swung them around.

"Those Heavenly Demons who escaped from their lair and wreaked havoc in the city, they must have learned their killing methods from these scum of the demonic path."

This thought flashed through Meng Chuan's mind like lightning.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan took advantage of Pei Shan's attention being focused on the children.

He subtly sensed the opponent's specific strength.

He focused his senses and discovered that Pei Shan was surrounded by a mysterious aura, with faint black mist swirling around him.

The people of the Demon Summoning Hall all have small cauldron patterns imprinted on their chests.

Near the small tripod are also blue engravings, which are the marks of the number of sublimations.

Meng Chuan mainly focused on sensing this area, wanting to gain a concrete understanding of Pei Shan's strength.

Unfortunately, it was blocked by some strange force, preventing them from getting a closer look.

If you force your way through, it will alert the opponent and put you at a disadvantage.

"The mission statement already states that Pei Shan's strength has not exceeded five levels of advancement, so dealing with him isn't difficult. The problem is how to resolve it as quickly as possible."

Unable to do anything else, Meng Chuan simply waited patiently.

Wait for Pei Shan to slip up, then brutally kill this utterly inhuman bastard.
"Zheng Chengcheng and Chen Xuan have already begun their infiltration and are preparing to move in."

Seeing that Pei Shan's teacup was empty, Meng Chuan was calling to the servant beside him to pour water.

In his perception, that person also exuded a chilling demonic aura, definitely a demonic martial artist.

Therefore, there was no accidental injury.

Under the cover of these parents, he remained seated, but slowly arched his body, ready to strike.

His legs were curled up haphazardly, his toes pointing outwards and gripping the floor tightly, like a tiger descending a mountain.

This was also the posture that Meng Chuan learned from the dead tiger in the imagery of the mountains and forests on that last day.

It's exceptionally useful for ambushes, sudden attacks, and bursts of power.

Clasp your hands together, forming loose fists, and wait for Pei Shan to lift the teacup the moment he does so!
He suddenly took a step forward with all his might, stomping his foot to shake the ground!

Bang-!
The ground beneath their feet instantly collapsed, large cracks extending into the distance, and wooden planks stuck to the cement surface shattered and flew everywhere, rising up with dust.

When Meng Chuan stomped his foot, the part of the ground that came into contact with his foot turned to dust.

With this step, take another heavy step!

Meng Chuan's entire demeanor changed completely.

His spine rose like a great dragon, section by section, and his entire body roared with thunderous sounds.

The entire body was released from its compressed state and instantly filled and swelled.

His civilian clothes were stretched taut, filled with countless muscles and dense, snake-like veins, as terrifying power returned to his body.

As he pushed forward, his body continued to grow taller, more engorged with blood, and larger!
In an instant, his height exceeded four meters.

Especially his upper body, his two arms suddenly swelled up like a giant god.

His upper arms became much thicker than an adult's waist, and the earth vein energy flowed down from his shoulder blades, then enveloped his forearms and fists, like two huge black iron hammers.

His loose outer garment was completely torn apart, revealing the highly elastic Demon Rabbit Armor underneath.

The aura and magnetic field around him erupted simultaneously in that instant!
The parents and audience members surrounding Meng Chuanzhou seemed to have their throats choked.

The air was completely taken away, and it was impossible to breathe.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds: the overwhelming terror brought about by the crushing difference in the level of life.
Stomp your feet!

work hard!

A sudden surge in expansion!

This series of changes was completed in an instant.

Meng Chuan moved like lightning, completing the entire transformation in mid-air.

He leaped out like a catapult, carving out a visible airburst vortex in the air.

In the instant of liberation, Meng Chuan leaped forward with a wave-like step, closing in on Pei Shan.

With his left hand bent at the elbow and his fist tucked to his right chest, his right fist was raised slightly with the palm facing upwards, as if he wanted to break through everything in front of him!
This is precisely the advanced technique of [Shaking the River Eight Extremes], where two movements are executed simultaneously during the exertion of power—

Cable-breaking elbow strike, rudder-swinging punch!
Left hand forms an elbow, right hand makes a fist.

Completely locking down Pei Shan's escape route, the explosive force from the immense power beneath his feet propelled him into the air in less than half a blink of an eye, crashing headlong into the enemy with the force of the Eight Extremes!
A powerful gust of wind unleashed a terrifying sonic boom. The force of this attack momentarily deafened everyone nearby, leaving only a buzzing sound in their ears. Who could withstand the impact of Meng Chuan unleashing his power after releasing his body?
This moment!
In less than a second, Pei Shan's heart pounded like a drum, leaping high into the air before crashing down again.

His "god" was issuing warnings like a madman, scalding hot like boiling water, churning inside his body.

In the center of his pupils, Meng Chuan's tall and imposing body was clearly visible, rapidly flying towards him.

On both sides of his body, one can even clearly see the vacuum cracks caused by the enormous impact.

What was most frightening was a pitch-black iron fist, the size of a door panel, so grotesque it was almost monstrous, that was suddenly hurtling towards him.

Pei Shan was so angry he almost peed himself. Who the hell was this? Why was he trying to kill him for no reason?
His heart felt like it was going to explode, and he was the first to give way.

The urge to dodge was like an alarm bell, relentless.

But can he dodge it?
This was an assassination meticulously planned by Meng Chuan; the entire process involved a sudden leap of nearly fifty meters.

The true energy contained in the right hand's rudder-fist technique formed a huge transparent circular membrane, which slammed into Pei Shan's head.

"Can't catch it! I'm going to die."

Pei Shan's thoughts flashed by in an instant, and the black Buddhist beads on his wrist shattered instantly.

Sandalwood shavings mixed with sparks flew everywhere, creating a black, semi-transparent dome.

Meng Chuan instantly realized that this thing was a demonic artifact, capable of creating a protective shield similar to the Heavenly Demon's Field.

The opponent seized the initiative, and Pei Shan, caught off guard, had no chance to "transform" and had no choice but to resort to this drastic measure.

Bang!
The moment the fists collided, a tremendous recoil force penetrated the flesh with a cracking sound.

Pei Shan felt as if a red-hot electric iron was being pressed hard against his chest and rubbed repeatedly, the intense pain making it hard for him to breathe.

His expression was one of shock and anger, completely unaware of who he had offended that was determined to kill him.

After the Buddhist bead barrier shattered, it turned into black mist and continued to invade Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan's temples throbbed, and the strange smell made him realize something.

This is the "second stage" move of the demonic artifact, similar to the mental attack spitting out mist by the [Netherworld Serpent Demon] in Yellow Sand 011.

Swish!
Meng Chuan, who had been holding his left hand, which was holding the broken cable elbow, suddenly swung it outward and reversed it into the "Exploring the Sea Palm," blowing away the strange mist while continuing to press down on the opponent's head.

The reason he kept aiming for the head was because these demonic masters possessed many evil techniques.

Even with a gaping hole in its stomach and its heart split in two, it can still survive, and might even transform into a monstrous demon.

Aim for the head, and you can't go wrong.

If I smashed your brains to pieces, how could you possibly survive?

The demonic energy of the Soul Devouring Sect drifted forward, and Pei Shan, who didn't have a hand to hold the tea, finally had a chance to react.

In his hand, he was clutching a hazy, gray crystal sphere.

In an instant, he held it in front of him, from which a gray mist emerged and instantly coalesced into a massive collection of demonic energy resembling a black dragon.

The dragon's mouth was so wide that it could swallow the little giant Meng Chuan whole.

He was an old "magician" of the demonic path, and now that he realized what was happening, he immediately used evil magic instead of confronting Meng Chuan head-on.

"Go to hell, you brute!"

Pei Shan's gums were almost crushed from biting so hard, and the shock from the impact had caused blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.

As the black dragon clashed with the fist, the domineering spiritual magnetic field carried by the Eight Extremes Stance was relentlessly strangling the dragon's body.

The two of them had already exchanged two blows in the blink of an eye before an ordinary person could even react.

Pei Shan revealed a cold smile. The moment he raised his hand and flung the teacup away, dark brown demonic energy gathered into a tiny thorn as thin as a cow's hair.

Using the flying cup as cover, he stabbed at Meng Chuan's temple.

Don't be fooled by its small scale; this is his most insidious "killer move."

This move used to be invincible, and it even killed a top martial arts master with more than 20,000 points of health, who was almost at the third level of the martial arts realm.

On this invisible "line" lies the essence of the demonic arts he has learned throughout his life.

Once the bullet enters Meng Chuan's body, no matter how advanced his martial arts skills are, he cannot withstand it.

It will slide effortlessly down the pores into the brain, where the compressed demonic energy will explode.

Pei Shan, on the other hand, gets to watch a free fireworks display.

But the moment Pei Shan made his move, Meng Chuan instantly sensed something.

He may have a weaker foundation, but his mental strength is not low, and he had already firmly locked onto Pei Shan's body.

They can immediately sense any disturbance or unusual change.

Therefore, Meng Chuan instantly displayed his most "perverted" side.
The petals of the "Flower of Flesh" bloom on the chest, and the skin wrapped around the cervical spine makes a "crackling" sound.

His head, like a turtle retracting its shell, suddenly shrunk into his belly.
The teacup and the hidden danger behind it flew over their heads together.

In an instant, his body swelled up, and his head "grew" out of his stomach again.

Upon seeing this, Pei Shan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock.

Is this even human? A thousand-year-old tortoise reincarnated?
Is it because I haven't practiced martial arts for too long that I've developed from a martial art focused on qi and blood to a distorted martial art?

But when his long-awaited attack missed, he knew something was wrong.

There was no time to remain surprised.

The moment his gaze fixed on Meng Chuan, it met Meng Chuan's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent!

(End of this chapter)