Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Hundreds of thousands of miles away.

While the thunderstorms in Dongxuan Prefecture had not yet subsided, the scene was quite different on the extremely remote Western Wilderness.

Deep within the Great Plains of Beasts.

The midday sun beat down mercilessly on the parched, cracked earth. The surface temperature was terrifyingly high, and the rising heat waves distorted the space in front of them.

A strong wind swept by, carrying large swaths of coarse yellow sand that rustled against the skin.

Right here in this lifeless, desolate area.

Sixty shirtless men, their chests branded with dark red bloodstains, were tightly encircled by five enormous creatures at the foot of a narrow earthen slope.

Leading the charge was a first-tier peak leader sand lizard, its size equivalent to three carriages lined up side by side.

This creature was covered in thick, earth-yellow scales, its four sturdy legs firmly planted in the sand. Behind it, four other mid-grade Tier 1 sand lizards stood on either side, completely blocking any escape routes.

The encirclement has been completed.

The leader sand lizard appeared extremely frenzied, and its thick tail, covered with sharp barbs, suddenly swept out horizontally.

Several weathered rock pillars nearby were instantly shattered by the blow, turning into a rain of stones that crashed down from the sky.

It opened its enormous mouth, filled with fangs, and a strong, pungent stench, mixed with bits of flesh and debris, assaulted the senses, making one's stomach churn and causing a nauseating odor to rise to the top of one's head.

Li Laosi, standing directly in front of the sixty people, had his feet firmly planted in the scorching sand.

He held the ancient, broken spear, which he had pulled from the ancient temple, upside down in his hand, its tip pointing diagonally at the cracked ground, carving a deep trench in the sand.

Li Laosi's face was contorted with bulging flesh, giving him a ferocious appearance. The veins on his thick arms bulged, and beneath the hard lines, the newly grown iron-gray skin gleamed with a rough, metallic sheen under the blazing sun.

"Brothers!"

Li Laosi opened his throat, and his rough roar forcefully cleaved through the howling yellow sand.

He suddenly raised the broken ancient spear in his hand, pointing it directly at the leader sand lizard in front of him, and let out a loud roar from his chest.

"Our ancestors said that Heaven creates all things to nourish humankind! We have neither food nor water in this desolate place, these beasts are a blessing bestowed upon us by Heaven!"

The veins on Li Laosi's neck throbbed.

"Skin them alive, dismember them, and eat them raw!"

There's nothing profound or profound about this statement; it's just the most straightforward and insane words of a desperate fugitive.

The sixty Blood Disciples behind him, who had just entered the initial stage of Iron Shirt, stared intently at the five ferocious and malevolent beasts around them.

These remnants of the old people who crawled out of the mine showed no sign of fear.

They were filled with a fierce light that had been forged in the face of life and death.

The group of men gripped their rough spears and machetes, crafted from crocodile bones, and roared from the depths of their throats.

"kill!"

The combined roar of the sixty men shook the sand and gravel on the ground.

The prey's provocation thoroughly enraged the overlord of the western wilderness.

The leader sand lizard raised its massive head and let out an extremely piercing scream from deep in its throat.

Its neck swelled violently, and then its gaping maw suddenly opened downwards.

A violent column of poison, a mixture of hot sand and highly corrosive acid, hissed and sprayed towards Li Laosi's face with a chilling sound.

Wherever the poisonous pillar passed, a pungent white smoke billowed into the air.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, Li Laosi advanced and let out a loud shout.

He lowered his body and slammed his legs into the cracked ground, creating two large craters.

Using the force of the violent recoil, Li Laosi slid across the scorching ground and executed an extremely brutal prone slide tackle.

Yellow sand swirled in the air.

The deadly beam of poison grazed his back and landed where he had just been standing.

The hard ground was instantly corroded into a large pit, and the surrounding stones dissolved into a pool of green mud.

Li Laosi had already slid down the ground and landed directly beneath the leader sand lizard.

He gripped the ancient broken spear tightly with both hands, and the extreme desolate blood he had just refined in his body flowed wildly into the broken weapon through his thick meridians.

The ancient broken spear emitted a piercing buzz, and a dark red blood light burst forth from its originally dull spear tip.

Li Laosi gripped the spear handle with both hands and thrust it upwards with all his might.

"Cut me open!"

The sharp, broken spear encountered no resistance and pierced directly into the softest white skin on the leader sand lizard's abdomen.

Scalding green demon blood gushed out from the spear, soaking Li Laosi from head to toe.

The leader sand lizard let out a piercing roar, and in its pain, it went completely mad.

Its massive forepaws, carrying immense force, slammed down on Li Laosi, who was still in his abdomen.

This powerful blow pushed aside the surrounding air, creating a sonic boom.

There's absolutely no way to avoid it.

Li Laosi gritted his teeth and forced all the wild blood in his body to his chest.

The newly formed iron-gray membrane instantly tightened to its limit.

"Thump!"

A dull thud resounded.

Li Laosi took the claw strike head-on. A large section of his skin caved in, and his skin ruptured, with bright red blood seeping wildly through his iron-gray skin.

His bones were under immense pressure, emitting a series of teeth-grinding groans and crackles.

But his thick, strong legs were firmly planted in the sand, his knees not bending an inch, and he withstood the blow that could have turned an ordinary martial artist into mincemeat.

Just as Li Laosi and the leader of the sand lizards were locked in a fierce battle, an extremely brutal fight broke out across the sand dunes.

The remaining four Tier 1 mid-grade sand lizards charged into the crowd.

These ferocious beasts from the Western Wilderness had extremely thick scales and armor, which directly deflected ordinary bone weapons.

A gaunt, bloodthirsty man swung a crocodile bone spear, aiming a vicious stab at the sand lizard's cheek, but it was deflected.

The sand lizard opened its blood-red maw and bit down on the bloodthirsty man's left arm.

The sharp fangs instantly bit through his recently hardened iron plate.

A crisp snapping sound.

The bloodthirsty man's entire arm was torn off by the sand lizard, skin and bone ripped off.

On the other side, a burly man was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the sand lizard's thick tail.

The man's thigh was pierced directly by the bone spurs on his tail, and then a tremendous force rolled over it, crushing the strong man's leg bone to pieces, exposing the white bone fragments to the air.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere; the scene was extremely gruesome.

This is the cruel reality of the Yakuza system, which is about living towards death.

These sixty men had not received any systematic martial arts training; they relied entirely on the ruthlessness they had forged in dire circumstances.

Faced with severe injuries and amputation, not a single person backed down.

The young bloodthirsty warrior, his left arm severed, staggered, half his body stained crimson with blood. Instead of clutching his wound and retreating, he let out a chilling roar and charged headlong into the sand lizard's scales.

He opened his blood-soaked mouth and bit down hard on the remaining crocodile bone dagger in his hand.

Using the momentum of his forward thrust, he desperately wedged the bone knife blade into the gaps in the sand lizard's hard scales.

"Step over me!"

He roared incoherently, his hands gripping the sand lizard's forelegs tightly, letting his body be dragged until it was a bloody mess.

The companion with the broken leg did not hesitate.

He pushed off the ground with one foot, and his whole body soared into the air.

The intact foot slammed heavily onto the young bloodthirsty disciple's shoulder, using this deadly force to lift him up once more.

He gripped the rough spear tightly with both hands, descended from the sky, and, following the sand lizard's tilted head, plunged the sharp spear tip directly into its eye socket, which was the size of a washbasin.

Yellow-green eye drops splattered everywhere.

The sand lizard writhed in agony, pinning the two men beneath it. The two bloodthirsty warriors refused to let go, risking their lives to slow the beast's advance.

Li Laosi suddenly released the hand that was holding back the giant claw, and gripped the broken ancient spear stuck in the sand lizard's abdomen with both hands.

"Grandpa will loosen up your muscles!"

His eyes widened in fury, and with a surge of power, he twisted his wrist violently inside the leader sand lizard's body.

Its intestines and internal organs were violently twisted and ripped to shreds. The sand lizard's movements briefly ceased due to the intense pain.

Even this brief pause.

Li Laosi pulled out the broken spear, exerted force with both legs, and ran forward two steps before leaping into the air.

His head, as hard as an iron weight, carrying the deadly power of his entire body, slammed into the sand lizard's massive head as it lowered.

The most primitive and violent Yakuza headbutt!

"boom!"

The dull, muffled impact shook the surrounding sand.

The leader sand lizard's incredibly hard nasal bone was shattered instantly by this headbutt. Shards of bone embedded themselves into its brain.

Green demonic blood gushed wildly from his nostrils and mouth, spraying into the air.

Its massive body shook violently twice before finally giving way and crashing heavily into the yellow sand, raising clouds of dust.

This horrific battle lasted for a full hour.

On this parched, blood-stained land, five powerful sand lizards collapsed and died.

Sixty extreme blood disciples won the deathmatch.

They used the most primitive and violent methods to fight and kill high-level monsters.

There were absolutely no scenes of zero casualties, like in a fairy tale. This victory was achieved at the cost of extremely brutal dismemberment.

On the sand, a dozen bloodthirsty thugs lay in pools of blood, panting heavily.

Some lost an arm, some had both legs crushed at the root, and some had their abdomens ripped open, clinging to life only by a mouthful of blood.

More than ten people are severely disabled and on the verge of death.

Li Laosi wiped the green blood and yellow sand from his face and gasped for breath.

Before he could even begin to tally the casualties, the rolling yellow sand on the horizon was suddenly swallowed up by a thick, dark cloud.

The dark clouds hung extremely low, with streaks of purplish-black lightning flashing wildly within them from time to time.

Thunderstorms in the deadly Western Wilderness never arrive without warning. The temperature in the air plummets, and the gale-force winds cut like sharp blades on people's faces.

"Stop fucking lying down!"

Li Laosi stuck the ancient broken spear, covered in entrails, into his back and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Carry the wounded brothers! Tie up these beasts' carcasses too! We risked our lives for this; not a single bone should be left behind!"

The uninjured Blood Followers silently sprang into action.

The two of them lifted up the seriously wounded man. The rest of them pulled out ropes and tightly bound the sand lizard carcass, which weighed several thousand pounds. They cut the ropes into the newly healed flesh and pulled the massive beast carcass with all their might.

Heavy rain and thunderstorms were already pouring down.

Hailstones the size of fists, mixed with rainwater, pounded hard against the iron-gray skin.

"There's a big hole ahead! Go in!"

Li Laosi pointed to the huge pit on the back of the sand dune. It was a deep underground burrow where sand lizards lived year-round.

The group carried their disabled brothers and dragged the mangled corpses of monsters, braving a fierce wind that could blow people away, and stumbled their way into the dark, deep underground cave.

Thunder roared outside the cave, tearing through the dark clouds, and torrential rain instantly washed away the bloodstains.

And deep within this dark, foul-smelling sand lizard's nest.

Li Laosi gently put down the seriously wounded brother he was carrying. He wiped the water off his face and was about to use the flashlight to examine the cave's terrain.

The ancient broken spear stuck in his back suddenly emitted an extremely loud buzzing sound, and the spear tip spontaneously changed direction, pointing straight at the deepest part of the dark cave.

This is not a reaction specifically targeting sand lizards.

Everyone looked in the direction of the spear tip.

Deep within this dark and cramped underground, two dark red flames, each the size of a millstone, silently ignited in the darkness.

Accompanied by a heavy breathing sound that could make the entire cave tremble, the enormous shadow slowly approached the sixty bloodthirsty warriors who had just escaped death.