Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Lu Chen strode steadily through the fallen branches and leaves scattered on the ground.

The towering white jade walls of Xuanni City have been completely left behind.

The rolling black mountain range in front of us is the outer perimeter of Broken Immortal Mountain, which is strictly forbidden to mortals by the immortal sects.

The evening breeze blew out from deep within the woods.

The wind carried the stench of fermenting, rotting leaves that had lingered for years.

Lu Chen continued walking forward, dragging the black iron chain.

Splash!

Splash!

The heavy iron chain rolled over the gravel on the ground, making a harsh scraping sound.

In this forest where not even insects chirped, the sound carried far.

Without warning, a dozen pairs of beastly eyes, glowing with an eerie green light, lit up from within the dark canopy of trees ahead.

These green dots of light are scattered among the branches and bushes around the area.

All eyes were on Lu Chen.

These are the first-tier demonic beasts, the Ghost Wind Wolf Pack, that inhabit the outer perimeter of Broken Immortal Mountain.

They are naturally extremely sensitive to spiritual energy.

Within the perception range of these dozen or so beasts, the human who had intruded into their territory was completely empty, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

They are not even as good as the lowest-ranking rogue cultivators.

He was just an ordinary mortal carrying a little girl on his back and dragging a large black rock.

This is the flesh and blood sustenance delivered to our doorstep by the wilderness.

Lu Chen stopped in his tracks.

He sank his feet into a thick layer of humus.

He didn't reach for the rusty machete he usually used for self-defense at his waist.

He reached out his rough left hand and grabbed the black iron chain wrapped around his right shoulder.

It was pulled outwards suddenly.

The heavy iron chains loosened from the knotted muscles, one ring at a time.

The 30,000-jin black road marker lost its traction.

"Boom!"

The huge rock crashed into the mud without any cushioning.

The ground was blown open, creating a large crater.

The violent weight directly shattered the surface rock layers.

The ground within a radius of several dozen feet trembled violently several times.

The three closest ghostly wolves had already extended their front paws from the tree trunk, preparing to pounce from their high position.

As a result, the pure gravity transmitted through the earth's veins made his bones tremble.

My limbs went weak on the spot.

Its front legs were kneeling directly in the mud.

He couldn't even straighten his back, let alone launch an attack.

The sheer weight crushed the beasts' hunting instincts into a pile of mud.

A low, extremely ferocious growl came from deep within the wolf pack.

A wolf, the size of an adult bull, suddenly leaped out from the bushes to the side.

The wolf's fur stood on end, and its fangs protruded outwards.

It is very cunning.

It didn't even try to bite Lu Chen's seemingly hard muscles.

The alpha wolf used the momentum of its charge to leap into the air.

A foul-smelling gust of wind swept over them, directly targeting the thin figure strapped to Lu Chen's back.

It must first kill the most vulnerable prey.

Lu Chen didn't even turn his head.

The Qi and blood of the eleventh layer of "Iron Shirt" erupted within his body.

Beneath the iron-gray film, black metallic textures rapidly emerged.

His right foot was firmly planted on the ground, while his right hand casually reached behind him.

The extremely ferocious reaction speed of the ultimate path completely overwhelmed the dynamic vision of the first-tier demon beast in that instant.

The alpha wolf's gaping maw hadn't even had time to close.

Lu Chen's rough fingers landed precisely on its chin.

The roar in his throat was abruptly cut off.

Lu Chen suddenly clenched his five fingers inward.

"Click."

The sickening sound of bones cracking echoed through the woods.

The alpha wolf's proudly hard jawbone was instantly crushed into a handful of fragments.

Lu Chen's right arm muscles bulged outwards, with large veins standing out.

He gripped the beast, which weighed over a hundred pounds, and with a single arm, slammed it hard against the ancient tree next to him, a tree so thick that it would take two people to hug it.

boom.

The tree trunk snapped in two.

Splinters flew everywhere.

Half of the alpha wolf's body was smashed into a bloody mess, and it slid down the broken tree stump to the ground.

Red blood flowed all over the ground, and the largest of the demonic wolves fell silent.

The leader was instantly killed, which completely enraged the remaining wolves.

More than a dozen Ghost Wolves simultaneously sprang out from the tree canopy and the surrounding bushes.

They adjusted their posture in mid-air, and after landing, they quickly dispersed, surrounding Lu Chen in a semi-circle.

All the wolves opened their mouths at the same time, revealing their fangs.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to converge rapidly.

A series of wind blades, each half a foot long, condensed and took shape in mid-air.

This is their innate spell, "Ghost Wind Blade".

The innate move of a first-tier demon beast is powerful enough to easily cut through ordinary steel armor, and it is also the immortal technique that mortal hunters fear the most.

Whoosh whoosh.

A dozen or so wind blades, accompanied by sharp sonic booms, tore through the obstructing leaves.

They all aimed at Lu Chen's chest and face.

The spiritual energy and magic of the Immortal Path system clashed for the first time with the pure physical body of the Ultimate Path system on this wilderness.

Lu Chen didn't dodge at all.

He slammed his legs into the ground.

Two large craters were blasted open in the soil beneath their feet.

He charged straight into the center of the wolf pack, braving the dense wind blades.

Ding ding ding ding.

The continuous clanging of metal echoed through the forest.

The sharp wind blades struck Lu Chen's iron-gray skin, only to be deflected by the hard defense.

Only faint white marks remained on his skin.

It didn't even break the skin.

The eleventh layer of Iron Shirt completely ignored this low-level magical attack.

Lu Chen raised his right fist.

There are no fancy tricks or gimmicks.

The pure, extreme killing intent was fully unleashed, carrying the most primal destructive power.

He punched the nearest Ghost Wolf.

The violent force pierced directly through the demon wolf's body.

The epidermis is intact.

The internal organs inside instantly turned into a puddle of mud under the terrifying force of the shock.

The demon wolf was sent flying backward, bleeding from its seven orifices.

Lu Chen took a step forward, his left hand forming a claw, and grabbed the neck of another demon wolf that was trying to sneak up on him.

With a casual twist.

Neck fracture.

He used the dead wolf carcass as a weapon, swinging it around to smash the three of its kind that were lunging at him from the right.

The dull thud of bones breaking and the muffled thud of impact mingled together.

Lu Chen rampaged through the wolf pack.

Each strike carries devastating gravity.

It was a completely one-sided and overwhelming defeat.

Those wind blade spells they were so proud of couldn't even make a sound when they hit him.

Half an incense stick later.

The woods returned to silence.

The ground was covered with broken branches and churned soil.

More than a dozen Ghost Wind Wolves lay scattered on the ground.

Lu Chen stood in the center of the pile of corpses, his bare upper body covered in sticky demon blood.

Dark red blood dripped down his well-defined muscles.

This time, entering Broken Immortal Mountain, the problem of food for the night and animal hides for warmth during the night was finally solved.

In this dog-eat-dog world, the roles of hunter and prey can be reversed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Chen raised his right hand, which was stained with demon blood.

The extreme furnace inside the chest cavity began to operate wildly.

He absorbed the thick layer of wolf blood from his palm.

Although the blood of a first-tier demon beast also contains violent spiritual energy, it is far inferior to that of the Azure Water Qilin.

The extreme qi and blood circulated with a tyrannical crushing force, quickly crushing and incinerating the spiritual energy.

Not a single impurity remained.

Lu Chen stretched his right index finger to his shoulder.

A drop of extremely mild, pure blood seeped from the fingertip.

This is the life essence stripped of all demonic energy and spiritual impurities.

Anan lay nestled in the cloth strip, obediently nudging her head forward.

The bloody massacre just now did not frighten her.

In her perception, Lu Chen's blood and qi were the safest thing to have.

Lu Chen smeared the drop of pure blood on A-Nan's pale lips.

The little girl closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue to lick the bloodstains clean.

Her complexion visibly regained some color.

Lu Chen was just about to clean up the wolf pelt on the ground.

A-Nan suddenly stopped what she was doing.

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed tightly together.

A small hand peeked out from the sleeve of the tattered coat.

It pointed straight into the dark forest deeper inside.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chen asked in a low voice.

A-Nan pressed her face against Lu Chen's shoulder, her voice filled with an instinctive disgust.

"There's a pool of blood coming from there."

"Very gray."

"And it smells terrible."

Lu Chen looked up in the direction A-Nan was pointing.

There were only dense, impenetrable tree trunks and endless shadows over there.

There was no sound at all.

But he had great faith in A-Nan's keen sense of Qi and blood.

A mass of gray blood.

The forests surrounding Broken Immortal Mountain have never been a safe zone.

Lu Chen walked to the huge Dao stele, picked up the black iron chain again, and wrapped it around his arm again and again.

He stared at the pitch-black darkness ahead.

The muscles in my right arm were completely tense.