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Chapter 89 Just these few good-for-nothings?

"Bang! Bang!"

Two almost simultaneous explosions rang out as Chen Yue's palms, like two heavy hammers, forcefully slammed open the two dark blue longswords. The chilling sword energy and internal force attached to the swords quickly dissolved and dissipated the moment they came into contact with the protective energy.

"puff!"

Yin Moli felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, letting out a painful groan, his face instantly turning from red to white.

The violent recoil force slammed into his arms, shattering his tiger's mouth and causing it to bleed profusely. His arm bones instantly went numb and lost all sensation.

The two longswords that were connected to his mind were also thrown upwards by the immense force.

Yin Moli was filled with boundless shock. He had unleashed his life's best skills and even risked damaging his vital energy to activate the secret technique, yet he had been defeated so thoroughly and so powerlessly!

The gap in strength between the two sides has become so large?

Yin Moli desperately squeezed out the last of his internal energy from his dantian, wanting to retreat faster and further.

However, after Chen Yue deflected the two swords, his forward momentum did not stop at all; on the contrary, it became even faster.

Taking advantage of Yin Moli's fatal weakness caused by the backlash of his internal energy, Chen Yue had already closed in on him, the two of them almost touching.

The right palm that had just knocked the longsword away grew larger and larger in Yin Moli's pupils, which were dilated with fear, until it finally filled his entire field of vision.

The scent of death was like ice water poured over his head, instantly freezing all his thoughts and lingering hopes. The instinct for survival overwhelmed everything, and he let out a hoarse scream: "Help me!"

Chen Yue slightly raised his eyelids, a sharp glint flashing deep in his pupils.

In his perception, the instant Yin Moli cried out for help, a chilling, ghostly aura suddenly erupted.

In the sensory world brought about by the full activation of the Heart Nourishing Technique, a dark shadow appeared directly above Chen Yue's head without warning, as if by teleportation.

Immediately afterwards, a foul wind carrying a pungent, acrid smell of scorched earth and blood pressed down from above.

It's that broken alchemy furnace!

With incredible speed and angle, the alchemy demon, holding the heavy alchemy furnace half a person's height with both hands, swung it down like a small mountain with immense force, smashing it fiercely towards Chen Yue's crown.

Even before the alchemy furnace arrived, the terrifying pressure made the air around Chen Yue seem to freeze.

Furthermore, a chilling, corrosive force that penetrated directly into his soul spread out as the alchemy furnace slammed down, attempting to freeze his blood and energy, and his reactions.

Chen Yue's eyes narrowed slightly. He had previously seen the alchemy ghost control Yin Moli and Xu Zhang, and assumed that it was a cult using secret methods to control ghosts, with Yin Moli and the others acting as guards.

Now it seems like a complete mistake!

The speed and agility of this alchemy demon, hidden within the black mist, were enough to make any martial artist in the Marrow Refining Realm shudder, not to mention the pure power contained in smashing the alchemy furnace.

Yin Moli and Xu Zhang, what kind of guards are they? They are clearly henchmen of the Alchemy Demon, specifically tasked with searching for and capturing alchemists.

In the distance, Shen Dujiang, who was working with Hu Shaoyu to barely fend off the attacks of the half-headed ghost and the headless ghost, caught a glimpse of this horrifying scene out of the corner of his eye, and his heart clenched.

He had initially thought that he would be able to escape unscathed today, seeing that Chen Yue was suppressing Yin Moli.

Who would have thought that this seemingly insane and greedy alchemy demon would possess such terrifying strength! If it were him, he wouldn't even have time to react, let alone defend against that thunderous attack!

In a flash, Chen Yue's eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp.

"roar!"

A terrifying tiger's roar, shaking the very soul, erupted without warning, centered on Chen Yue.

The tiger's roar shatters the gods!

This was the first time Chen Yue had used the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield without reservation since he had raised it to such a level.

His body was filled with energy flowing at an unprecedented speed, his bones beneath his skin emitted a thunderous roar, and his blood and qi surged like a great river bursting its banks.

Previously, neither Chen Xuanli nor Yin Moli had forced him to use his full strength, but this sneak attack from the alchemy ghost made him feel a real threat.

The reason why he had not used Tiger Roar to Break God was not only because this move consumed a lot of mental energy, but also because Chen Yue was wary of the unknown ghosts lurking in Youlin County and worried that this sonic attack that directly hit the mind would attract more troublesome things.

But at this moment, there's no time to worry about that!

The roar of the tiger was like an invisible tide, sweeping across all directions in an instant.

The first to be affected was Yin Moli, who was right next to him.

His mind was already captivated by Chen Yue's aura, and his internal energy backfired. He was also on the verge of death and despair. Under the shocking tiger's roar, he felt a bang in his head, as if thousands of thunderbolts were exploding at the same time, and his consciousness instantly went blank.

All that remained were a pair of pupils dilated with fear, staring blankly at Chen Yue's outstretched hand.

Above them, the alchemy demon carrying the cauldron crashed down, its body trembled violently from the sudden tiger's roar, and it let out a sharp, piercing scream.

The dark blue-black ghostly energy swirling around it surged violently, and its withered and twisted face even blurred and distorted for a moment, as if it were enduring great pain.

Unlike Yin Moli, it did not lose its focus immediately, but the momentum of its smashing down of the alchemy furnace and the ghostly power it gathered were clearly slowed down, and the force was reduced by at least 30%.

The chilling, corrosive power that penetrated straight to the soul was mostly dispersed by the tiger's roar.

At the very instant the tiger's roar rang out, Chen Yue's movements did not falter in the slightest; in fact, they became even more swift due to the extreme activation of the Heart Nourishing Technique.

He struck Yin Moli's right palm with unwavering momentum, even moving faster due to the extreme circulation of his internal energy. Taking advantage of the fatal gap in Yin Moli's mind as he was stunned by the tiger's roar, he solidly struck Yin Moli's face.

"puff!"

With a dull cracking sound, Yin Moli's facial bones collapsed instantly, his features twisted into a blurry mass of flesh and blood, the force penetrating his brain and instantly shattering his brain marrow.

The last glimmer of light in the eyes of this master of the Divine Flame Sect, a Marrow Refining Realm expert, was completely extinguished. His body, as if its bones had been removed, slumped backward, his breath extinguished.

At the same time, Chen Yue's left palm was already raised high.

With his five fingers spread wide, his inner energy swirled wildly in his palm, carrying an overwhelming and earth-shaking momentum as he met the crashing, broken alchemy furnace.

"Thump!!!"

It was like a terrifying explosion, as if two small mountains had collided.

Centered on the point of contact between Chen Yue's left palm and the alchemy furnace, a visible shockwave suddenly spread out, kicking up all the dust and gravel on the ground and sending them flying in all directions.

The moss on the walls on both sides was peeling off in a rustling sound, and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the bricks and stones.

Chen Yue felt a sinister, corrosive force coming from his left palm. The muscles in his arms tensed instantly, and his legs involuntarily bent slightly, his feet sinking more than half an inch into the hard ground, barely managing to deflect the violent downward force.

A tingling sensation came from the palm of his left hand, and his protective aura fluctuated violently, but he still managed to withstand the blow that was enough to smash an ordinary Bone Forging Realm cultivator into a pulp.

The alchemy furnace was shaken and bounced upwards by about a foot, with bluish-black smoke billowing wildly from its mouth, carrying a pungent, acrid smell.

"what?"

Having failed in its first attack, the alchemy ghost used the recoil to float back several feet away, tilting its withered head and staring at Chen Yue with astonishment, as if it had seen something extremely rare.

Its hoarse, eerie voice rang out again: "You're really an alchemist? Strange, very strange! I've never seen an alchemist with such martial arts skills! And what was that tiger's roar just now?"

Chen Yue slowly straightened up, calmly meeting the gaze of the alchemist ghost. Instead of answering the ghost's question, he raised his own doubt: "With your strength, how could the Divine Flame Sect, with its limited resources in Youlin County, possibly control you?"

"Control?"

Upon hearing this, the alchemy demon was first taken aback, then grinned and let out a chilling laugh.

"Hahaha----"

The alchemist demon extended a withered, black finger, pointing at the corpses of Yin Moli and Shang Wen on the ground. His tone was filled with disdain and a twisted honesty: "Who said they controlled me? With these few pieces of trash?"

A greedy glint returned to its eerie green eyes as it locked onto Chen Yue. Its voice held a strange excitement: "I stayed with the Divine Flame Sect simply because I love alchemy! I love watching the herbs transform in the furnace, I love smelling the aroma of the finished pills—and of course, I love even more—"

The alchemy demon stuck out its scarlet tongue, licked the sticky liquid from the corner of its mouth, and stared intently at Chen Yue: "I'll eat you alchemists! Your flesh and blood contain the taste of elixirs, the most delicious nourishment in the world!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yue frowned slightly. He didn't know if the alchemy ghost's words were true or false, but that didn't matter anymore.

The alchemy demon tilted his head, looking at Chen Yue as if admiring an extremely precious medicinal herb: "You little fellow, you must taste delicious!"

Before he finished speaking, the dark blue-black ghost energy around the alchemy ghost surged again. Its withered arms once more lifted the heavy, broken alchemy furnace above its head, and with all its might, slammed it down on Chen Yue.

A fierce wind howled, and the cold was biting. Even before the alchemy furnace arrived, the sheer heaviness of the air caused the ground beneath Chen Yue's feet to crack once more.

Chen Yue's gaze remained calm as he stared intently at the alchemy ghost's movements.

After that head-on clash, Chen Yue keenly noticed a key point: this alchemy ghost was unpredictable in speed and incredibly strong, but its attack methods were far too crude.

This furnace-smashing attack lacked any variation in technique, application of force, or combination of feints and real attacks. Simply put, it was an attack performed by someone who knew nothing of martial arts and relied solely on their innate, superhuman strength to smash the furnace.

If other martial artists in the Marrow Refining Realm were to encounter this, they might find it difficult to withstand the brute force that is fast, heavy, and accompanied by the corrosive effect of Yin energy.

But Chen Yue is different. His own strength, after being tempered by various techniques, has also reached an unbelievable level. He is least afraid of head-on confrontation.

As the alchemy furnace crashed down with immense force, Chen Yue planted his feet firmly on the ground, twisted his waist slightly, and suddenly gathered and spun the qi on his right palm, aiming at the side of the crashing furnace and striking it diagonally.

Mighty Vajra Palm, Mountain-Moving Stance!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud!

Instead of directly striking the furnace with his right palm, Chen Yue cleverly combined a gentle, horizontal force with his own immense strength, forcefully deflecting the furnace's downward trajectory to the side.

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