With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 419 The despicable are engulfed in flames; the fallen are unforgivable!
In the brief intervals between countless collisions, he brought his fists back to his waist.

The moon over the Bridge of Helplessness appears on the surface, resembling a black whirlwind.

This is a manifestation of Meng Chuan's concentrated and refined killing intent.

The surging blood and qi form rivers under the skin, merging with the power of the eight extremes to form a spiral column of qi that soars into the sky!

All of this happened naturally, and it wasn't difficult for Meng Chuan.

Driven by killing intent, Meng Chuan unleashed a powerful punch, and the initial form of his vision began to emerge!

Chen Xuan's gilded pupils suddenly contracted, and his eight arms gathered at his chest in an attempt to block the attack.

But Meng Chuan's boxing style has undergone a qualitative change!

A crescent moon hangs like a hook, shaking the eight directions of the river—the Hammer of Surging Waves!

The resounding crashing of the waves echoed through the air, and the waves churned in the air.

It was as if the ocean had descended into reality at that moment, stirring up thousands of waves!
The spirit of the Liu family patriarch who braved the waves on the shore was fully displayed at this moment.

Meng Chuan fully grasped the true meaning, and his will, blood, and spiritual power were concentrated to the limit as he threw a punch!
At this moment, Meng Chuan's ten-meter-tall body continued to rise in awe, becoming incomparably majestic.

To outsiders, he's practically a walking Aquaman, just missing a fork and a crown.

Chen Xuan noticed this and frantically mobilized his eight arms and fourth-grade True Martial Arts, along with the Heavenly Demon Force around him, to form countless protective layers in front of his chest.

clang! ! !
The eight arms shattered inch by inch the moment they collided with the moon at the bridgehead!

Chen Xuan made a snap decision and burned away all the incense's power.

The eight arms instantly transformed into a stream of red liquid, which was poured into the [Upside-Down] weapon.

In an instant, the fourth-grade True Martial Sword seemed to come alive, transforming into a fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws, its scales gleaming.

The hilt of the sword transformed into a dragon's tail, sweeping across the land and turning the flames into rivers. The blade itself transformed into dragon claws, spewing golden flames from between them. The sword's edge transformed into a gigantic maw, roaring and radiating terrifying power!
[Transform the magnetic field with your will, alter reality with your imagination.]

At this moment, Meng Chuan had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

The essence of martial arts conception is the interference of the mind with reality. When will, blood, and spirit are fused into one, the limits of matter can be temporarily broken.

If the power of the second limit is insufficient, then let the killing intent, like a blade, cleave through this constraint.
At this moment, he threw a punch with unwavering determination, aiming to create towering waves out of thin air!

At the same time, the power of water and the power of the eight extremes are perfectly integrated, jointly propelling the power of this punch to even greater heights.

Wherever the fist struck, the illusory image of the surging waves solidified into a tangible form, forcefully pressing the golden flames of the fire dragon back into the sword!

Meng Chuan's eyes were icy cold, and his inner fire surged in an instant, followed by a punch!

With arms crossed over his chest, a fiery aura surged from his chest, erupting like a volcano and coursing through his veins. The knuckles of his fingers, brought together, burst forth with a blazing light that flowed like lava.

The next instant, he soared into the air.

As the arms are released and raised horizontally, the blazing light clings to the arms like eternally burning wings!

The domineering pressure once again converged with the fire element, and the martial arts aura instantly became like a raging inferno. The red halo exploded from Meng Chuan's center and spread in all directions.

He raised his right fist with lightning speed!

Molten Core Flame Burst Fist - Sunset Strike!
"die!"

The sound of a jar came from the horizon!
Without the protection of the fire dragon, flames enveloped Chen Xuan, pouring into his gilded eyes like a waterfall.

Chen Xuan put up a stubborn resistance, but his seductive and corrupting voice was crushed into sparks!

The base are engulfed in flames, and the depraved are unforgivable!
The demon possessing Chen Xuan emitted a high-frequency shriek, but it was under the dual strangulation of the nascent vision and the killing intent.

Like a thin mist under the blazing sun, it eventually vaporizes and dissipates!
The flames continued to surge like a torrent, and the demon's shriek came to an abrupt halt!

Chen Xuan's body fell heavily to the ground, and his eyes regained their clarity.

Apart from the charred blackness all over his body, his face was as pale as paper, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe loss of vital energy.

Meng Chuan's ten-meter-tall bronze body slowly shrank, and the black arc of light surrounding him solidified.

This black arc of light is the manifestation of his killing intent.

The current state represents the completion of the first stage – [Consolidation].

The next stage, "Entanglement," which includes "killing intent," is a method for martial artists to further utilize the power of will.

The master had specifically told him this before:

Without the support of genuine spiritual power, it is impossible to achieve the stage of will entanglement; therefore, he should not be overly ambitious.

The golden-red light from the cracks in the armor gradually faded, and Meng Chuan exhaled a long breath.

White mist billowed, and the muscle fibers throughout my body emitted a weary hum.

These two fights today have really burned out the fire.

However, there were many benefits. Not only did I grasp the basic form of the concept, but I also learned how to combine the two martial arts styles in actual combat.

This wave is a huge boost!
Meng Chuan walked to Chen Xuan's side, thought for a moment, and then fed him a Cloud Water Pill.

Being possessed by a conceptual demon primarily harms the spirit, and the Cloud Water Pill is the right medicine for that.

"You owe me 800 million, remember to pay it back."

Chen Xuan was speechless at the moment, but his eyes moved, revealing his gratitude.

When he was being sexually assaulted, he simply couldn't move.

The entire battle was like that of an incompetent husband tied up and watching from the sidelines.
He saw Meng Chuan's performance clearly; it was incredibly impressive.

It turns out that the three of them had a competition on Mount Li earlier, and the other party was just playing around.
If Meng Chuan hadn't been here today, I would probably be dead for sure.

Therefore, no matter how dull-witted Chen Xuan was, his gratitude was overflowing.

In the distance, Zheng Chengcheng and the police chief stared in disbelief, taking a long time to recover.

Zheng Chengcheng swallowed hard, watching Meng Chuan's retreating figure as he searched for his spoils, with only one thought in her mind.
"The strong will always be strong." The truly invincible among their peers will only rely on their own advantages to continuously accumulate more resources, thereby snowballing their strength and widening the gap between them and others.

Just like Meng Chuan at this moment, he has only just entered the second limit.

It was actually able to kill the almost invincible [Conceptual Demon] among the higher ranks.

This ability is unheard of and unthinkable.

At this moment, he was completely convinced.

Zheng Chengcheng sincerely believes that Meng Chuancai is undoubtedly the best among his generation…

Conceptual demons are formless and intangible, and they have no core or true spirit.

I searched for a long time, but couldn't find any resources.

Meng Chuan felt as if he had killed a wisp of air.
He was a bit annoyed, feeling like he'd been unfairly taken advantage of.
But thankfully, the thought of the special merit he gained from completing the mission, which could be exchanged for a hundred-year-old snow lotus for his master, brought a smile to his face.

Moreover, the ordinary battle merit reward for killing a Concept Demon is ten times that of a Demon of the same level.

This wave of gains should net me nearly a thousand points, which is some consolation.

And the crystal ball in Pei Shan's hand, its purpose unknown, could also be considered "spoils of war."
Fucheng Police Station, meeting room.

This was Meng Chuan's summary speech, delivered from the head of the table after the first mission concluded.

At this moment, I'm a little unsure what to say.
On the left, the sheriff coughed twice, looking embarrassed, and whispered:
"Leader Meng, you just need to summarize the process and lessons learned from this mission, and our clerks will record and file it."

Meng Chuan frowned, pondering how to put it.

This information will be kept in the archives and eventually filed with the national police system.

He certainly couldn't "mess around" like he did in his previous school speeches.
Forget it, I can't do this job.

He stood up and gave up his seat to the sheriff.

"Please come, I'll listen."

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Chen Xuan was subsequently sent to the Martial Arts Hospital in Yong'an City, where his psychological trauma could be better treated.

Meng Chuan and Zheng Chengcheng hadn't left yet, because just now, inside the police station, soldiers claiming to be from the Sanqin Garrison Army came to their door.

The other party was a Grandmaster of the Fourth Limit, Qin Jun's adjutant:

"Please wait a moment, Commander Qin is currently in Fucheng assigning tasks to collect statues of Lu Zu from residents' homes. He would like to see you in a bit."

Meng Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood and was not in a hurry.

Commander Qin was not the garrison commander of Fucheng, but the highest military leader in the entire Qin region.

Moreover, his strength has reached the level of a Fifth-Limit Venerable, so of course we have to give him face.

Two hours later, at the garrison camp outside the city.

This is a middle-aged man who looks very upright.

He was clad in gilded crimson armor resembling that of an ancient general, and had a robust and imposing physique.

His sharp eyes scrutinized the two people in front of him, mainly focusing on Meng Chuan.

"Greetings, Commander Qin."

Qin Yue nodded. He had just learned from the police station about Meng Chuan's performance throughout the entire mission.

He was very satisfied.

Especially since he killed Pei Shan first and then the Heavenly Demon, his combat power was simply off the charts.

Seeing Pei Shan's mutilated corpse, missing his upper body, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.
However, his assessment was that he did a great job.
He thought to himself:
"If this boy joins the army, he will be a sharp blade protecting the nation!"

Recalling Commander Lu's attitude towards this young man, his stern gaze softened, and a smile appeared on his face:

"You did a good job on the mission, Xiao Meng. This is your first time carrying out a national mission, right? If there's anything you want to know and need me to answer, just say it."

Meng Chuan and Zheng Chengcheng sat down, and a soldier brought them two cans of cola.

It's obviously been frozen, with white frost forming on the rim of the can.

Seeing the surprise in their eyes, Qin Yue smiled and said:

"Haha, I don't like hot tea, so most of the soldiers in my tent follow my example and prefer carbonated drinks."

"It's alright, Commander Qin, I like to drink too."

Meng Chuan picked up the glass and took a big gulp. Commander Qin was willing to answer his questions, as he had some doubts about the statue of Lü Zu:

"Commander Qin, what should we do if some residents refuse to hand over the statues, or if they are hidden very well, and some escape during the search?"

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, Qin Yue nodded secretly, thinking to herself:

"Although this young man is bloodthirsty, he cares about the people and acts prudently. He certainly has the potential to be a general."

He paused, then his thoughts returned, and he explained calmly:

"It's alright. The [Source] that you seized from the Divine Martial Arts Academy is the convergence point that connects the faith power of these statues."

Cutting off the source means that even if they continue to secretly worship the gods, there will be no faith power to supply the demon behind the scenes.

The reason we confiscated them was because these statues had already been corrupted by the Heavenly Demons.

Even though ordinary people don't possess martial arts luck, prolonged contact can still have a slight impact on their mental state.

Those who refuse to cooperate and hoard secrets may only realize their mistake after suffering a serious illness.

Therefore, we've done our best. Ultimately, these are all harms inflicted on ordinary people by the Heavenly Demons and the Demonic Path.

(End of this chapter)