From absorbing the essence of the sun and moon to achieving divine mastery in martial arts

"Cang Lian, run!"

Chu Zhaoxue's voice was hoarse. She struggled to get up, but only experienced the excruciating pain of her wounds tearing open again. "He's a master of internal energy. You can't win. Don't waste your life!"

"Walk?"

The gaunt middle-aged man named Mist Monkey let out a piercing, strange laugh, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"No one has ever been able to escape from me, the Mist Monkey!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he transformed into a wisp of intangible green smoke, moving so fast that the naked eye could only catch a fleeting afterimage.

The next instant, he appeared like a ghost at the town's only exit, completely blocking Cang Lian's path to survival.

Cang Lian's expression at this moment was indeed extremely solemn.

But his solemnity did not stem from this person.

After scanning his surroundings and confirming that there was only one person there, he breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"This person is incredibly fast, Cang Lian, be careful!" Chu Zhaoxue's voice rang out again. "The power of a master of internal energy can penetrate deep into the body, damaging internal organs. You absolutely must not make direct contact with his fists and feet! Fight to the death! Even if you are killed, I will die with you!"

"General, I understand!" Cang Lian replied in a deep voice, his eyes brighter than ever before.

This was the first time he had faced a true master of internal strength.

This was also the first time he had faced a true mortal enemy.

Now that the way out is blocked, let's go all out and give it our all!

"Mist Monkey! Kill him! Quickly! Delay will only make things worse!" The blood-robed man in the distance urged him hoarsely.

The next moment, the mist monkey moved.

He didn't move, he "floated".

His toes lightly touched the ground, and he moved like a weightless ghost, bringing with him a gust of cold wind, and instantly rushed to Cang Lian's side!

This person is not only incredibly fast, but his punches and kicks are also extremely powerful!

He threw a punch, the air was compressed instantly, producing a muffled explosion, the wind of the punch was fierce, as if it would pierce through Cang Lian's chest!

The first thing that flashed through Cang Lian's mind was Yuen Wah, the martial arts star in the movie who was agile and had powerful punches.

He instantly became extremely alert!

boom!

The fog monkey's fist, imbued with the unique penetrating power of hidden force, pierced through the air!

In the distance, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the man in the blood-red robe, as if he could already see the horrific scene of Cang Lian's shattered sternum and ruptured internal organs.

Chu Zhaoxue closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear watching the bloody scene any longer.

In everyone's perception, there is an insurmountable chasm between Ming Jin (manifest strength) and An Jin (hidden strength).

Fists and kicks have no eyes; once struck by hidden force, even if it's just a glancing blow, the force penetrates the body and is enough to severely injure a martial artist with visible strength.

Not to mention this direct, unpretentious strike!

How could Ming Jin possibly defeat An Jin?!

However, just as the ferocious and cruel fist of the Mist Monkey was less than three feet away from Cang Lian's nose...

A sudden change has occurred!

Cang Lian did not dodge. Instead, she faced the fierce wind of the fist and her eyes widened suddenly. In her deep eyes, it seemed as if countless invisible vortexes were swirling!

"Hypnosis!"

An invisible mental shock, transformed into a vast mental net, crashed into the mist monkey's mind!

The ferocious expression on the mist monkey's face froze instantly.

His body remained in a forward-leaning posture, but his consciousness was lost in an endless void, as if wrapped in layers of white paper.

It worked!

It's now!

Cang Lian's eyes hardened, and she attacked instantly!

"The Primordial Force" - Perfection!

At this moment, he mobilized all the power in his body in a way that was never before possible!

From the push-off of the feet to the twisting of the waist and hips, and then to the extension of the shoulders and back, the force finally converges on the fist, forming a terrifying integrated force that is spiraling, penetrating, and explosive!

boom!

This punch was incredibly fast and extremely sharp!

It didn't make a deafening noise, only a dull, teeth-grinding pop!

Canglian's fist, precise and fierce, struck the Mist Monkey's stiff head directly!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

next moment.

"Bang!"

Like a ripe watermelon smashed by a heavy hammer, the Mist Monkey's head exploded instantly under unimaginable terrifying force!

Red and white matter, mixed with bone fragments, flew in all directions!

The headless body swayed twice, then fell straight to the ground, and remained silent.

This scene, like a still painting, was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the man in the blood-red robe and Chu Zhaoxue, bringing unparalleled shock!

"Such perfect mobilization of internal energy...such pure explosive power...what kind of technique does he practice?" Chu Zhaoxue's phoenix eyes, which had been dim, now shone with unprecedented brilliance, she was utterly shocked!

"This...how is this possible?!" The blood-robed man in the distance let out an incredulous roar, his smile completely frozen, replaced by endless horror!

That was too fast!

The entire process, from the moment the Mist Monkey launched its attack to the moment Cang Lian threw his punch, and then to the moment the Mist Monkey's head exploded, happened in the blink of an eye!

For a moment, neither of them could see clearly what had happened. Mist Monkey, a terrifying master of internal energy, had just died.

How could a martial artist with the Ming Jin (明劲) skill kill an expert with the An Jin (暗劲) skill in such a clean and decisive manner?!

"No! Cang Lian, stop him!"

Just then, Chu Zhaoxue's urgent voice suddenly rang out, and the panic in her voice made the hairs on Cang Lian's back stand on end.

He turned around almost instinctively, his gaze shooting like lightning towards the man in the blood-red robe.

The sight before him made his blood almost freeze.

At this moment, beneath the blood-red robe, the man's eyes had turned a terrifying blood red, like two burning flames.

Even more terrifying, the blood gushing from the corpse of the mist monkey he had just killed did not fall to the ground, but eerily floated in mid-air, turning into thousands of thin, hair-like blood threads that twisted and wriggled in the air before rapidly entering the mouth of the blood-robed man.

"Useless! Utterly useless! You were actually killed by a mere Ming Jin brat!" The blood-robed man roared as he sucked up the blood, letting out a chilling laugh. "But... perfect timing, I'll put this trash to good use!"

As he laughed maniacally, the mist monkey's corpse shriveled at a visible speed, its skin clinging tightly to its bones like dehydrated leather, its eye sockets sunken, and in an instant it became a dried-up corpse.

This scene was extremely bizarre, sending chills down one's spine.

"Kill him!" Chu Zhaoxue struggled to stand up. "We can't let him continue to drain blood and recover!"

Her voice carried an urgency that Cang Lian had never heard before.

She knew better than anyone that for a master of internal energy, even restoring just a fraction of their vital energy was enough to turn the tide of battle!

"It's too late!" The blood-robed man let out a satisfied, maniacal laugh, his voice brimming with power. "Chu Zhaoxue, accept your fate! In just three breaths, I can completely refine this essence blood. Once my life force recovers even a fraction, it will be your... death!"

However, before he could finish saying the words "death date," his voice abruptly stopped!

His eyes widened suddenly, his crimson pupils filled with unbelievable terror.

The next moment, Chu Zhaoxue suddenly realized that a thin, blood-red stream of light, as thin as a cow's hair, silently pierced through the air and entered his brow. Then, with a trace of scarlet, it emerged from the back of his head!

That's a needle!

A red steel needle exuding an ominous aura!

"The Blood Soul Needle... it's actually in your hands!" Chu Zhaoxue's pupils suddenly contracted. She abruptly turned her head, staring intently at Cang Lian. "That night, you took the needle!"

"Divine needle? What divine needle? General, are you seeing things?" Cang Lian's voice was calm, as if the earth-shattering blow just now had nothing to do with him.

As he spoke, he had already used his spiritual power to control the Blood Soul Needle, which could kill invisibly, and silently returned it to his hand, hiding it inside his clothes at an extremely fast speed.

He turned around and looked at Chu Zhaoxue, his eyes as clear as a spring.

Chu Zhaoxue looked at his harmless face, then at the tiny blood hole between the eyebrows of the man in the blood-red robe. She opened her mouth, feeling both amused and speechless, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.