Witch, please have some self-respect!

Looking at Wu Rou's face, which was slightly charming yet full of heroic spirit.

Shen Yun felt that if she refused again, she would probably be even more effeminate than her.

He clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you. I will repay you in the future. Please take all these fine rune stones."

Having said that, he didn't hesitate and took out all the finest items from his empty bag.

Not much, just over twenty yuan.

A few days ago, I traded them all to Huang Changxing, and in the past few days I've traded some more to other disciples.

"Uncle Shen, you've given me so many surprises."

The Valkyrie accepted them all without hesitation, beaming with a genuine smile that made her look beautiful.

A tall, mature woman, but unfortunately, she's an enlarged version.

"By the way, you said you were confident, what kind of confidence?"

Shen Yun put away the blood jars one by one and asked curiously, "Are you going to challenge the Golden Hou?"

Wu Rou asked in surprise, "Golden Hou, Uncle Shen, you're also paying attention to that beast?"

"That beast's name has indeed spread like wildfire throughout the Holy City recently..."

Shen Yun reluctantly explained the current situation in the city to her.

It's normal that Wu Rou, who has been away for over fifty days, is unaware of the current situation in the city.

People desperately hope that someone will appear and kill that golden beast in a single match.

"The impact is indeed significant; directly defeating the Golden Hou is difficult!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Rou sighed, a rare occurrence for her. Her heroic spirit subsided, and her face softened, revealing a hint of allure.

However, she quickly recovered, and her face was once again filled with determination.

The alluring feeling from just now vanished in an instant, as if it were Shen Yun's illusion.

"How strong is the Golden Hou?"

Wu Rou should know more specific details, and Shen Yun was indeed curious about the strength of the ceiling of the Body Nourishing Realm.

"I have fought that beast. My Dao Foundation is close to perfection, reaching approximately 96. He has perfected the Hou clan's inherited battle techniques and completed a demon scripture. He is not far from the sixteenth limit."

When she spoke of the golden beast, Wu Rou's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"If it really comes down to a fight, I'm no match for it, but it won't be easy for it to take me down either."

She had also perfected her battle techniques, but unfortunately, they were not as good as the inherited battle techniques of the Golden Hou clan, only having an eightfold increase in quality.

Moreover, her Dao foundation was only improved to level 95, which resulted in her combat power being one level lower than that of the Golden Hou.

Two small but significant differences are enough to distinguish between the strong and the weak.

However, her foundation has been gradually strengthened recently, and she is not far from reaching the fifteenth limit.

Then I'll be more confident in fighting that beast, and at the very least, I won't lose.

"This is almost at the sixteenth limit! And that doesn't even include the amplification from demonic weapons!"

Shen Yun had previously thought the publicity was exaggerated, but now it seems that it's not exaggerated at all, and even conservative.

"Is there anyone in the sect who can defeat the Golden-haired Hou? Besides you."

That golden-haired beast was really arrogant. As a human and a disciple of the Holy Sect, Shen Yun naturally couldn't stand it.

I also hope that someone will step forward.

"It's rare to find a genius with the Sixteen Limits," Wu Rou said uncertainly. "Perhaps there's one who could barely manage it."

"There is a senior brother in the outer sect of the Holy Sect who is exceptionally talented—Ren Changkong."

His comprehension is exceptional, and he was noticed by the true master early on. There is a True Intent Manual in the sect that is particularly suitable for him. After this breakthrough ceremony, he will be taken as a disciple and will surely become a true master.

This martial arts senior is a bit unbalanced; he prefers combat techniques to internal energy cultivation.

Previously, in order to hone his swordsmanship, he had secluded himself at the foot of the Trial Cliff for a year and a half, working tirelessly to dissect three thousand variations of sword techniques.

When he emerged from seclusion, his sword intent was so solid it was almost tangible, and his nine-fold amplification combat technique had reached perfection. Even the elders praised him, saying that his swordsmanship talent was "once in a hundred years."

I have fought against it before. In battle, even before the blade arrives, its sharpness can already pierce one's bones. It is domineering, fierce, and relentless!

However, the shortcomings in the cultivation method are ultimately a hidden danger. The Devouring Heaven Technique has just been completed, and the physical foundation has not even reached the ninth level.

He was locked inside the gate two months ago, and the true master ordered him to go into seclusion to strengthen his physical body and Dao foundation.

I wonder how things are now.

When Ren Changkong was mentioned, Wu Rou's face showed a rare expression of admiration.

However, I'm not entirely sure.

"Then there is indeed hope."

Shen Yun had also heard of this name; it was one of the few true disciples often mentioned.

However, he has always been low-key and prefers to work alone, so his fame is not very prominent to outsiders and not many people know about him.

"Ren Changkong may not be necessary."

As she said these words, Wu Rou added something in her mind.

These days, some of their outer sect experts have been discussing it privately.

They planned to form a team composed entirely of Body Cultivation experts at or above the thirteenth level, to hunt down the Golden Hou.

Even if someone could defeat the Golden Hou one-on-one, the chances of killing it would be very small.

It would be a different story if they were a group of people attacking them.

A dozen or so people could swarm him and dismember him, completely washing away the shame!

As for morality.

There's no need to talk about morality with those beasts of the demon race!

A group of cultivators at the same level do not violate the agreement.

However, not long after Wu Rou left, a message shook the Holy City.

"Something big has happened!"

"Oh my god!"

"The Golden Hou, in alliance with a host of demons, massacred over a hundred hunting teams surrounding Golden Light City, capturing a large number of Holy Sect disciples to build a battle platform!"

The message instantly shook the Holy City, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines; that golden beast was too ferocious.

People on the streets and alleys are talking about how what was once a human city has now become a forbidden zone for humans!

shame!

The message not only shook the Holy City, but also spread to some surrounding human cities.

Suddenly, a climate of fear and uncertainty descended, and many people were unsure whether they should continue their adventures in the Great Wilderness.

Encountering a Golden Hou is a dead end!

But if we don't take risks, where will the resources come from?

"I have already said that Golden Light City is my territory, and you are not allowed to approach it."

The golden lion stood on the half-built battle platform, its roar echoing across the land.

They soon went back to hunting down the human squads and building battle platforms.

"kill!"

The Holy Sect's higher-ups were increasingly furious, and the elders were starting to lose their composure.

They were all seething with hatred, but the lack of a powerful figure to oversee the Body Nourishing Realm made it prone to problems on the battlefield.

With the golden lion leading the charge, it can gnaw on the toughest bones.

Other powerful demons also led their teams to hunt in various places; it was a joint hunting operation.

"Whoever defeats the Golden Hou will be rewarded with a piece of jade essence from the stone!"

The sect released a rare and precious artifact as a reward for defeating the Golden Hou, to encourage disciples who were cultivating their bodies.

"One day later, Ren Changkong challenged the Golden Hou to a duel outside Golden Light City!"

Finally, at dusk that day, someone broke through the barrier and headed straight for the outskirts of Golden Light City, intending to defeat the Golden Hou head-on.

"Someone has accepted the Golden Hou's challenge!"

Who is Ren Changkong?

Even ordinary people who don't usually pay much attention to this kind of thing can't help but cheer for it.

Both inside and outside the Holy City, everyone was paying close attention to this great battle, digging up all sorts of information about Ren Changkong.

Research has revealed that it has a rather legendary aspect.

"If it really is Senior Brother Ren, then killing that Golden Hou wouldn't be out of the question!" The disciples of the Holy Sect were invigorated.

Ren Changkong's talent is not exceptional, but his comprehension is extraordinary.

This is especially evident in the art of knife work.

After three years of training, he had perfected a sword technique and was favored by the true master, who bestowed upon him a set of inherited scriptures.

The moves of "Blood Prison Sealing Blade" are fierce and domineering, filled with an indomitable momentum.

Even though it was a battle strategy at the "scripture" level, he still spent ten years perfecting it.

And he successfully condensed the intent of the sword.

When any method of practice is perfected, it will give rise to a mind.

However, this kind of intention may not be used skillfully by people; it may only exert its effect unconsciously.

The lower the level of the method, the worse the intention one can cultivate.

The intent cultivated after the completion of a Dharma gate at the "Sutra" level is naturally easier to grasp and implement.

Ren Changkong was able to condense the intent of the sword.

This means that even without relying on true intention, by continuously improving one's sword intent, there will be a day when one can open one's ancestral aperture on their own.

It is easy to imagine how extraordinary it was.

His Blood Prison Blade Technique is unparalleled, born for battle, and none of his peers have ever been able to rival him.

"Senior Brother Ren, we must kill that beast and avenge our fallen disciples!"

This is the common cry of the Holy Sect disciples.

Many people took advantage of this momentum and went to the vicinity of Golden Light City to cheer on their senior brother.

However, that region is dangerous, and not everyone can go there; most people can only cheer from the rear.

Someone ahead sent out Ren Changkong's phantom talisman, so it could be said that the whole thing was being broadcast live.

It can be said that he was the most remarkable prodigy of the Holy Sect during this period.

The figure had messy black hair, a chiseled face, bronze skin, and a strong, powerful physique.

Instead of appearing on the battle platform, he came to the front of Golden Light City and sat cross-legged on a hilltop.

He placed the sword horizontally across his lap and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

Nearby demonic beasts attempted to test his strength, but Ren Changkong was killed by invisible sword energies without even drawing his sword.

Any demon that gets within a thousand meters of him will be slaughtered in the wilderness.

The morale of the people under the Holy Emperor's command was greatly boosted.

soon.

A pulsating golden lightning bolt approached from afar, and the Golden Hou appeared!

The golden lion was majestic, over three zhang long, and its entire body was golden, as if it were cast from gold. Its golden fur fluttered like dancing flames.

Its head resembles a lion's, but is even more ferocious.

A thick, winding golden horn grows on its forehead, its surface engraved with mysterious and ancient runes, with faint lightning flashing around it.

Its eyes were like two golden suns, shining brightly, and the light in them seemed to see through all the illusions of the world.

Four thick, powerful legs, like pillars supporting the sky, rushed forward, causing even the most solid ground to tremble, and the surrounding earth to crack like a spider web, leaving deep hoofprints.

Seemingly in a show of defiance, the golden lion leaped up as it approached.

Its speed instantly doubled, becoming incredibly fast, and its four hooves pounded down, unleashing a dazzling golden light.

It was as if a small sun had fallen.

"Boom!"

A small hill not far from Ren Changkong was blown apart by its four hooves.

The earthquake trembled, and rocks the size of artificial hills rolled down one after another.

A small hill, resembling a child's toy mound of dirt.

The disciples of the Holy Sect were stunned by what they saw. Was this really the kind of power that someone in the Body Nourishing Realm could display?

Not only people nearby saw it, but many people in the Holy City also witnessed this amazing scene through the illusion rune.

One strike and the mountain explodes.

This shouldn't be the imposing presence of someone in the Body Nourishing Realm; even many in the Blood Sea Realm don't achieve this level of power.

This is the true power of the Golden Hou.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the golden beast was seen trailing a long tail, the tip of which resembled a golden blade, whistling sharply as it swung through the air.

"Human, you're not bad. Kneel down and submit to me now, and I'll spare your life!" it roared from afar.

"So noisy!"

Ren Changkong, who was not far away, frowned, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He slashed out a blade of light from a distance.

The crimson light of the blade, dazzling and sharp, hurtled toward the location of the golden beast at breakneck speed.

Chi!

Unlike the average person who has reached the peak of physical cultivation, his sword light did not dissipate after only a dozen meters.

It contained the essence of swordsmanship, instantly cutting through a distance of a thousand meters.

It was too fast, incredibly fast, slashing straight at the golden beast.

The golden lion was shocked. It had never fought against a powerful being who had condensed their intent before, and quickly changed direction to avoid the attack.

The blade flashed into the smoke and dust, then landed once more on the exploded mountaintop.

This strike completely cleaved the small mountain in two, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

When the smoke cleared, people looked at each other, dumbfounded at the scene.

A single probing attack from both sides leveled a small mountain.

That's amazing.

The golden beast landed on another hilltop and did not show any further unusual behavior. Thus, the man and the beast gazed at each other across the valley.

The news spread instantly, and this place became the focus of worldwide attention, with many disciples and elders paying close attention to it.

In the surrounding sky, the figures of the Three-Eyed Celestials could be faintly seen, as they too were watching this place.

The Holy City in the rear.

Seeing the immense power within the illusionary talisman, Shen Yun felt that things were likely under control.

According to Wu Rou's description, even though Ren Changkong's strength was slightly inferior, the fact that he had condensed sword intent was enough to make up for the difference.

Although the sword intent had not taken root in the ancestral aperture, transformed into true intent, and been bestowed upon oneself,

However, it can suppress the enemy in battle.

This is enough to narrow the gap.

Moreover, those ruthless individuals who can condense sword intent without relying on their ancestral aperture are all battle maniacs.

He may not be skilled in cultivation, but he excels at combat.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Huang Jinhou and Ren Changkong faced each other across the distance, both gathering their strength.

Those watching the battle, whether human or demon, could all feel the oppressive atmosphere in the air.

The calm before the storm.

As the first rays of sunlight set in the morning.

"Sizzle!"

A flash of light ripped through the sky, and Ren Changkong didn't want to wait any longer.

"roar!"

The golden beast had been poised to strike, and the two collided like meteorites.

Amidst the clash of qi and blood, and the collision of golden smoke and mist, brilliant lights intertwined.

The two figures collided repeatedly, creating a dazzling spectacle.

At the heart of the battle, the clanging of weapons clashing was deafening.

Every move was a full-force contest, causing the earth to shake and the air within a kilometer radius to tremble.

"Is this the power approaching the sixteenth level!?"

People around were gasping and backing away; such power truly reshaped their understanding of the world.

"Without using weapons that are limited to the fifteenth level, Senior Brother Ren's longsword is a fourth-level forged treasure. With this fourfold amplification, he has a combat power of the nineteenth level!"

The senior disciples explained.

The gray fog that had been lingering in the hearts of the Holy Sect disciples completely dissipated, sweeping away their previous despondency and replacing it with excitement and joy.

"That's amazing!"

"Senior Brother Ren, kill that beast!"

...

The cheers and shouts of encouragement rose and fell in waves, sweeping in all directions.

On the demon side, demon beasts roared incessantly, communicating in their unique demon language to cheer on the Golden Hou.

The place where the two fought became the center of heaven and earth.

That golden beast, also blessed by demonic soldiers, was a purple-gold Heaven-Turning Seal.

The seal could change size at will, and it clashed repeatedly with Ren Changkong's Blood Blade.

The sword light flashed like a waterfall cascading down, and the divine seals overturned the heavens. The ancient trees and rocks around the battlefield were scattered by the aftershocks of the battle.

In the later stages of general body cultivation, one can only see the interplay of golden light and blood-red radiance, unable to discern any trace of the body.

It is dazzling and captivating.

Amidst rampant demonic energy and soaring blood, the young generation of the Holy Sect and the Heavenly Demon Temple clash in a battle of titans.

"Clang!"

After a period of intense fighting, a sudden change occurred during the battle, and Ren Changkong discovered a weakness in the Golden Hou.

The crimson blade light swept back with unparalleled speed, vaguely revealing a blood-red phantom that sealed off the golden beast from all sides.

"Blood Prison Blade Intent!"

The golden beast's golden fur bristled.

Suddenly, he felt his blood and qi begin to stagnate, suppressed by the sword intent.

"open!"

Even with all its efforts to dodge, the Heaven-Turning Seal couldn't defend itself in time.

His abdomen was still stripped of a layer of skin and hair, which fell in a flurry before being kicked away by Ren Changkong.

The golden beast crashed to the ground with a loud thud, rolling several times.

The golden retriever was disheveled and looked a bit disheveled.