Becoming an immortal from a canal worker

A human and a demon confront each other.

The air itself seemed to solidify.

The next moment, Chen Ping moved.

Chen Ping exerted force with his feet, and the iron rod in his hand brought a sharp whistling sound as it smashed fiercely into the monster's hideous head!

Get started first!

"when!!!"

The heavy iron rod, weighing over ten kilograms, smashed down on the monster's exposed skull.

There was no sound of bones cracking.

It produced a metallic clang.

In the dimly lit cave, sparks suddenly exploded.

The enormous recoil force surged back along the iron rod, and Chen Ping's already injured tiger's mouth suddenly burst open, splattering blood everywhere.

The iron rod trembled violently, and Chen Ping could barely hold it.

On the monster's skull, there was only a faint white mark.

The monster went berserk in pain, and suddenly swung its head.

A foul stench filled the air!

The monster's enormous mouth lunged straight for Chen Ping's throat.

Chen Ping loosened his grip, and the iron rod fell from his hand.

"puff"

A dull thud

The iron rod slammed into the muddy ground beneath his feet, splashing up a few drops of black water.

Taking advantage of this slight difference, his body suddenly sank.

"Click"

The fangs snapped shut just inches from his head, but missed.

Seeing that it had missed its target, the monster immediately jumped back, then used its hind legs to crack the rocks, and like a black cannonball, it once again rushed straight towards Chen Ping's door with a foul stench.

Chen Ping's pupils contracted sharply, and he could only instinctively fall and roll to the side.

"laugh!"

Three jet-black claws narrowly grazed my scalp.

Although the attack missed, the sharp force of the claws scraped his cheek, causing it to bleed.

Seeing that its attack had missed, the Rakshasa used the momentum to spin as it landed, and swung its left claw horizontally.

This attack was unavoidable.

Chen Ping's eyes hardened, and he stopped dodging.

He stomped his feet on the ground, and with all his strength, his right fist slammed out to meet the Rakshasa's claws.

【Crushing Stone Force - Cannon Fist】!

Head-to-head.

"boom!"

A dull thud.

Chen Ping felt a terrifying force surge up his arm, and he was thrown backward, sliding three zhang (approximately 10 meters) backward, his feet carving two deep furrows in the mud.

At this moment, his tiger's mouth was split open, blood was flowing freely, and his right arm was trembling violently.

The Rakshasa only took half a step back.

Where its fist collided with Chen Ping's, not even the skin was broken.

Chen Ping's heart sank.

That punch felt like hitting a steel plate.

The hardness of this thing's skin membrane is definitely at the level of the Flesh Refining Realm!

Judging from the monster's appearance and the surrounding environment, it's not hard to guess that the monster in front of us is the Rakshasa that Liu Laoguo mentioned!

Chen Ping calmly considered the matter. This Rakshasa was only at the Flesh Refining Realm, which meant that it was not yet fully mature and still had the power to fight!

With my current punching power, even hitting its head would be useless; it wouldn't be able to break its defense at all.

"roar!"

The Rakshasa attacked again, its offensive as fierce as a storm.

Chen Ping dared not confront it directly anymore, and used the narrow terrain to move among the stalactites and stalagmites with the Rakshasa.

"Bang!"

The Rakshasa smashed a stalactite pillar as thick as a person's embrace with a single claw, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Chen Ping narrowly avoided the attack, but his arm was still cut by the flying pebbles.

A tingling, itchy sensation came from the wound, and the surrounding skin quickly turned black.

Corpse poison.

Chen Ping's eyes were frighteningly calm.

He is waiting.

Although this Rakshasa possessed immense strength and astonishing defense, its massive size made it clumsy in turning, resulting in a subtle, almost imperceptible abruptness in its movements.

The Rakshasa pounced again, smashing through the stone pillars blocking its path, and charged towards Chen Ping.

Right now.

Chen Ping did not retreat. Instead, he suddenly took a step forward, his body awkwardly lowering downwards, sliding along the ground, and slipping under Luo Sha's armpit.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Ping drew a dagger from his waist, gripped it in reverse, and stabbed it viciously into Luo Sha's spine at the back of his head!

"Ding!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The dagger only penetrated less than half an inch before being stuck by the hard keratin layer behind Rakshasa.

Rakshasa roared, and the seven bone spurs on his back suddenly stood upright. He slammed his body backward, trying to kill Chen Ping with the bone spurs.

Chen Ping clung tightly to one of the bone spurs, feeling like a louse hanging on the back of a raging bull, his internal organs churning as he was being flung around.

"I can't break through..."

Ordinary thrusts are ineffective.

If you can't pierce it, then chisel it in!

Chen Ping clamped his legs tightly around Luo Sha's waist, gripped the bone spurs with his left hand to stabilize his body and avoid being pierced by them, and raised his right fist high.

Pointing at the hilt of the dagger.

【Stone Crushing Force - Heart-Smashing Hammer】!

"Bang!"

The first punch.

The dagger was slammed into the Rakshasa's body an inch deep by the immense force!

The Rakshasa let out a piercing scream and slammed wildly against the rock wall.

"Bang!"

Chen Ping's back slammed against the rock, the crisp sound of his ribs breaking was clearly audible, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he did not let go.

His eyes were fierce, and he raised his right fist again before bringing it down.

"Bang!"

The second punch.

The dagger went in two inches further, piercing right through the crevice of the spine!

Rakshasa's struggles became spasmodic, and its movements began to distort.

Chen Ping's mouth was full of blood, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

The third punch.

"Get in!"

"Bang!"

The blade of the dagger sank in!

Rakshasa's body stiffened abruptly, letting out a desperate wail.

But this is not enough.

Chen Ping gritted his teeth and frantically hammered at the dagger until the entire dagger was embedded in the shaft!

He loosened his fist and thrust his entire right hand into the bloody hole created by the dagger!

His fingers touched the slippery, warm internal organs, and he grabbed the hilt of the dagger that was embedded in them.

"die!"

Chen Ping let out a low roar and frantically churned the dagger inside Luo Sha's chest cavity!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were churned into a mushy mess under the sharp blade.

Black blood gushed from all seven orifices of the Rakshasa at the same time. Its massive body convulsed violently a few times before finally collapsing with a crash, slamming heavily to the ground and remaining motionless.

He finally died.

Chen Ping was pressed under the corpse, panting heavily.

The pain in my chest was excruciating, and every breath felt like working a bellows. The cadaveric poison in my left arm had spread to my shoulder, and half of my body was numb.

After resting for a while, Chen Ping struggled to push the corpse away.

He pulled out some hemostatic powder from his pocket and sprinkled it on the wound as if it were free. Then, he gritted his teeth, dug out the blackened, rotten flesh from his left arm, and tied it tightly with a strip of cloth.

After treating his injuries, he looked at the Rakshasa on the ground.

This thing is so powerful, it must have some good stuff on it.

Chen Ping pulled out the deformed dagger, his gaze falling on the strange black vortex pattern on Rakshasa's chest.

The corpse aura was strongest here during the fight just now.

He used the nearly broken dagger to forcefully cut along the lines.

Beneath the hardened flesh, a fist-sized black crystal was clearly embedded.

The crystal's surface was uneven, and dark red blood-like veins seemed to flow inside. It emitted a strange fragrance and felt icy cold to the touch.

"What is this?"

Chen Ping frowned.

He didn't recognize the thing, but intuitively, he could sense that it was the essence of the monster.

Since it's the essence, it must be very valuable.

Without thinking much, Chen Ping put the black crystal into his pocket.

Then, he took a liking to the seven bone spurs on Rakshasa's back.

This thing should be a good thing too.

Chen Ping painstakingly pried off seven bone splinters and wrapped them with strips of cloth.

It's time to go.

He dragged his battered body, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over the edge of the pool next to Rakshasa.

Moving my gaze upwards, the grayish-white Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms on the rock wall came into view.

The phrase "Where there is great misfortune, there must be spiritual herbs" echoed in his mind.

We can't waste it!

Chen Ping gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his left arm, and walked to the edge of the rock wall.

He took the dagger and began to quickly pry off the Ganoderma lucidum.

One flower.

Two flowers.

Three flowers...

The roots of the Ganoderma lucidum are very strong, and Chen Ping dared not use too much force. If he broke it, the thing would be worthless.

He carefully pried open the root with the tip of his dagger, and the Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms fell into his arms.

Twelve flowers.

Eighteen flowers.

Twenty-four flowers.

Chen Ping glanced at the rock wall. The remaining Ganoderma lucidum were either growing too high or their roots had rotted, making them impossible to pick.

He stuffed the Ganoderma lucidum into his bosom, fastened his belt, and made sure the Ganoderma lucidum wouldn't fall out.

This place is not safe to stay.

If we don't leave soon, the smell of blood will spread and attract other things, which will cause trouble.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, endured the excruciating pain, returned to the pool at the entrance, and jumped into the water.

"hiss--"

The icy, bone-chilling sewage instantly enveloped his entire body, irritating the wounds all over his body, especially the broken ribs in his chest and the large hole in his left arm where rotten flesh had been dug out. The pain was so intense that Chen Ping almost cramped up in the water. His originally cold and hard face instantly contorted, and he grimaced.

"That fucking hurts..."

Chen Ping gritted his teeth, not daring to linger, and, enduring the excruciating pain, paddled his limbs, quickly disappearing into the dark depths of the waterway.