Old Refining Spirit

"You're asking for it!"

The fat courier, whose true colors had been completely exposed, instantly lost all pretense.

His eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly snapped open. There were no eyeballs in his eye sockets, but rather densely packed black compound eyes! His enormous belly swelled violently, and with a "rip," it tore through the official robes of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

A monster over ten feet tall, covered in stiff bristles, with a huge boar's face but four human arms, suddenly appeared in the pavilion! Its tusks dripped with foul-smelling green venom, and its four hands held a boning knife, a meat cleaver, and an iron hook, respectively.

Not only him, but the other three postmen in the pavilion also tore off their human skin at the same time, turning into equally terrifying pig-faced mutants!

"Roar—! Now that you've seen through me, today you'll all be turned into mincemeat!"

The leading pig-faced monster let out a deafening roar, waving its four arms at the same time, bringing with it a nauseating, bloody gust of wind, and the meat-chopping axe weighing over a hundred pounds slammed down directly towards Li Xuangeng's head!

The people in the pavilion were terrified and screamed as they fled in all directions, only to find that a blood-red barrier had risen around the pavilion, trapping them like piglets in a sty.

"Young master, be careful!" Although Xiaoman had seen many big scenes with Li Xuangeng, she was still terrified when she faced this monster with its body full of fat. She instinctively tried to draw the dagger at her waist to defend herself.

"Step back."

Li Xuangeng sat in the grand chair, showing no intention of getting up.

Faced with a cleaver powerful enough to split the entire solid wood octagonal table in two, Li Xuangeng simply raised his right hand with extreme slowness and elegance.

Faced with absolute suppression of power, all so-called techniques and magical artifacts are nothing but a joke.

"Bang!"

A dull, muffled impact.

Amidst the despair of all mortals and the grotesque horror of the monsters, Li Xuangeng's pale, slender, and bony hand effortlessly and steadily clamped the meat-chopping axe blade, which carried immense force, with just two fingers—his index and middle fingers!

The sharp axe blade stopped three inches above Li Xuangeng's head. No matter how frantically the pig-faced monster roared or how hard it pressed down, the axe seemed to be rooted in a mountain of black iron weighing tens of millions of tons, remaining completely still.

"Is that all the strength you have? It seems the food you get while working in the capital isn't very good either."

Li Xuangeng tilted his head slightly, the white silk facing the disgusting, drooling face of the pig-faced monster.

"Since your cooking methods are so filthy, then these rotten pieces of your flesh are only fit to be used as firewood in my stove."

Li Xuangeng suddenly twisted the axe blade inward with his two fingers!

"Clang—Click!"

He actually broke that meat-chopping axe, forged from the cold iron of the seabed, with just two fingers!

Immediately afterwards, Li Xuangeng grabbed the broken half of the axe blade with his other hand, his arm becoming a blur, and with an almost violent physical means, he directly plunged it into the pig-faced monster's open, blood-red maw!

"Pfft!"

The broken axe pierced through the back of the monster's head, bringing out a large patch of green brain matter and black blood.

"Roar... Uh..." The pig-faced monster's massive body convulsed violently, its four arms hanging limply at its sides.

"Attack him together! Chop him to pieces!" The remaining three pig-faced monsters roared furiously and pounced on Li Xuangeng from three directions at the same time.

"Boring, low-quality ingredients."

Li Xuangeng didn't even leave the grand master's chair before his [Creation True Qi] erupted from his body.

"The Daoist school, the Primordial Qi!"

"boom--!!!"

A visible ring of energy, composed entirely of compressed golden true energy, swept outwards like a tsunami from Li Xuangeng's center!

The three pig-faced monsters that were pouncing in mid-air exploded the moment they came into contact with the golden energy wave. Their hard bristles and muscles were as if they had been cut by a million sharp scalpels!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were no screams, no resistance. The three mutated monsters, comparable to peak Foundation Establishment stage body cultivators, were crushed by this domineering and unparalleled aura, along with the magical artifacts in their hands, into countless bloody fragments flying everywhere!

The crimson barrier surrounding the pavilion shattered like paper under this attack.

Blood and bits of flesh rained down like a storm, but were completely evaporated by the invisible true energy within three feet of Li Xuangeng. His moon-white Daoist robe remained spotless.

"Ding! Four low-level Royal Domesticated Aberration Mutants (Pig Guardians) have been killed!"

"Faint traces of royal incense detected. The Creation Furnace is activated..."

Li Xuangeng stood up, and in the void behind him, the dark golden phantom of the [Creation Furnace] flashed by. The immense suction force instantly sucked all the bits of meat, black blood, and the "meat-washing tea" spilled on the table into the furnace.

"Ding! Purification complete. You have obtained four [Inferior Karma Pills]. Due to excessive impurities, consumption is not recommended."

"The watchdogs of the capital are indeed a bunch of disgusting trash." Li Xuangeng curled his lips in disgust, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he crushed the four pills into powder, letting them dissipate in the wind.

He turned his head and looked at the ordinary people in the pavilion who were so frightened that they had fallen to the ground, speechless. Many of them, having drunk a small amount of the "meat-washing tea," were now writhing on the ground in pain, clutching their stomachs.

Li Xuangeng took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve, forced out a wisp of true energy with his fingertip, and quickly drew a "Cleansing Heart and Detoxifying Talisman" in the air. He flicked his finger, and the talisman spontaneously combusted above the pavilion, turning into specks of golden light that fell into the bodies of every commoner.

Those who were originally groaning in pain regained their rosy complexion the moment they came into contact with the golden light, and they all spat out a mouthful of blackish-red, foul-smelling blood, thus saving their lives.

"Don't go to the capital. It's not paradise, it's a slaughterhouse. Go back to where you came from."

Li Xuangeng did not wait for the people to kowtow and express their gratitude. He turned around, took the skinny horse, and with Xiaoman in tow, set off again on the official road leading to the majestic imperial city.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the hem of his white silk robe and revealing his sharply defined jawline and that almost sickly, cold smile.

"Although this welcoming banquet is disgusting, it can be considered a start. Those gourmands in the capital... I, Li Xuangeng, have come with my alchemy furnace to take your tables."

At the end of the official road, the hundred-mile-long dark gold city wall of the capital (ancient dragon corpse) emitted an eerie glow under the sunlight. The enormous nine-tailed fox demon karmic barrier that hovered above the imperial city seemed to sense some kind of threat, and the clouds churned, emitting silent roars.

The ultimate battleground of the Great Abyss Dynasty is right before our eyes.