Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Above the cave halfway up the mountain.

Ancient trees, as thick as several people could hug, rose from the ground, their dense canopies completely shading the woodland.

Deep within the high branches of the tree.

Lu Chen, shirtless, pressed himself tightly against the rough old tree trunk.

He suppressed the pure yang energy of the twelve layers of Iron Shirt Technique under the iron-gray membrane, preventing even a trace of heat from leaking out.

The breathing rate was stretched to an extremely long duration.

Every tiny rise and fall of his chest blended perfectly with the mountain breeze that swept through the forest.

Without a sound.

Even if a high-level cultivator stood under this tree with a spirit-finding disc, they would never be able to spot the living person hiding above their head.

Lu Chen never even considered devising any ingenious military strategies or formations.

This is entirely due to the most primal instinct of a peerless beast to protect its food.

The cave is a nest.

The 30,000-jin black stone marker blocking the entrance to the cave is the absolute boundary marker of this hunting ground.

Centered on this ancient broken stele.

An area of ​​fifteen zhang in radius.

The ancient and oppressive aura emanating from the Dao Stele was like an inverted, invisible iron pot, locking away the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Within this prohibited legal area.

The breathing techniques, hand seals, and methods of borrowing the power of heaven and earth that cultivators are so proud of will all be largely destroyed by this tyrannical pressure.

As long as you dare to step into this circle.

If you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down.

My gaze went through the narrow gap above the road stele.

On the dry boulder at the deepest part of the cave.

The little girl was tightly wrapped in that thick wolf skin.

The warm, jade-like luster on the little blind girl's skin had completely faded.

The terrifying power she had unintentionally released just now completely drained the little strength she had just regained.

She is now in a deep, exhausting hibernation.

He couldn't even lift his eyelids halfway.

They were completely unaware of the overwhelming killing intent approaching from the outside.

Lu Chen withdrew his gaze.

There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

He raised his thick left arm.

In his large right hand, he grasped the remaining piece of the century-old black iron chain.

"Click".

Without uttering a word, Lu Chen tightly wrapped the heavy iron chain around his left forearm and fist, again and again.

The chains tighten.

The cold iron block and Lu Chen's skin, covered with twelve layers of metallic texture, were pressed tightly together.

The sheer hardness of the flesh produced an extremely dull, muffled sound when it struck the century-old black iron.

Wrap each loop tightly.

A large tendon in Lu Chen's right arm would suddenly bulge out.

Those violent, extreme qi and blood emitted bursts of suppressed roars from the deepest part of their blood vessels.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The ground began to tremble violently.

The gray miasma that lingered in the forest year-round was violently torn apart by a forceful impact.

Thirty fully armed heavy cavalrymen of Xuan Tie stood in an impenetrable cone formation.

They finally appeared on the muddy open ground below the cave.

The armored rhinoceros's thick limbs pounded deep craters into the ground.

The heavy sabers and crossbows in the hands of those knights all gleamed with the light of defensive and sharp magic arrays.

In the dim woods, the glow of these magic arrays was extremely conspicuous.

Chen Yuanshan stood on a top-grade flying sword.

It hovered steadily in mid-air, several dozen feet above the ground.

This Foundation Establishment stage retainer from Xuanni City looked down at the front from his high position.

His gaze instantly locked onto the enormous object blocking the cave entrance.

A 30,000-jin town road stele.

Looking at the black stone that exuded an ancient aura, the greed in Chen Yuanshan's eyes was almost palpable.

The treasure was confirmed to be right in front of them.

This old fox, who had survived in the cultivation world for over a hundred years, did not rush over.

Whoever could drag this stone into the deep mountains must be a tough nut to crack.

He had no intention of risking his life.

Chen Yuanshan coldly raised his right hand and casually pointed at the heavy cavalry commander below.

"Ten riders in the front row."

"Push this up for me."

"Go into that cave and scout it out. Whatever's inside, shoot it with armor-piercing crossbows!"

This is the fate of an ordinary martial artist in the eyes of a cultivator.

A meat shield specifically designed to traverse minefields.

The commander gritted his teeth, not daring to disobey the order of the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

He drew his saber and swung it forward.

"First ten riders, step forward! Stabilize your mounts and advance!"

Ten massive armored rhinoceroses broke away from the main force.

With heavy steps, I broke the dead branches on the ground and approached the open space directly in front of the cave.

Fifty steps.

Thirty steps.

Twenty steps.

The heavy cavalrymen held their breath and gripped their weapons tightly.

The high-level Vajra talisman affixed to the chest protector was emitting a reassuring pale golden light.

Just as the hoof of the foremost rhinoceros stepped into the area fifteen zhang away from the Dao stele.

"laugh!"

A very faint sound, like a red-hot ember being thrown into ice water.

The Vajra talisman on the cavalryman's chest, which had been emitting a blinding light, suddenly went out completely without warning.

Not even a trace of spiritual energy remained.

It became nothing more than a piece of waste paper.

Then, the second one, the third one...

The magical shields protecting the ten heavy cavalrymen who rushed into the restricted area shattered in the blink of an eye.

The armored rhinoceros, which had been walking with great force, suddenly stumbled.

These tough, second-tier demonic beasts had their meager demonic power, meant for enhancing their strength, suppressed deep within their bones by an invisible, ancient pressure, making it impossible for them to mobilize even a fraction of it.

The rhinoceros's legs buckled, and its speed plummeted.

"What's going on!"

The cavalryman at the front changed his expression drastically, and his voice cracked from shouting.

He desperately tried to circulate the martial arts true energy in his dantian.

Like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

The meridians were completely empty, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had been completely drained.

Normally, the Xuan Tie Heavy Armor, which is light as a feather when worn and enhanced by the flow of true qi, suddenly regained its original terrifying weight at this moment.

Hundreds of pounds of dead iron were pressed down hard on the mortal body.

"My protective inner energy has stopped circulating!"

"This armor...why is it so heavy!"

The cavalryman found it extremely difficult to even lift the steel lance in his hand.

The muscles in his arms were shaking uncontrollably due to the excessive strain.

Panic instantly erupted within the ten-person team.

It has lost the blessing of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

These are low-level martial artists who are usually high and mighty in front of mortals and are regarded as the elite of the immortal city.

The false halo bestowed upon them by the cultivation world was ruthlessly and completely shattered by the force field of the Dao Stele.

The formation is gone.

The true essence is gone.

The talismans are gone.

Along with their proud black iron heavy armor, they were instantly reduced to their most cumbersome and pitiful mortal form.

In this forbidden realm, stripped of all fancy spells, where only the sheer physical strength matters, nothing more.

Their strength of several hundred kilograms is not even comparable to a piece of iron-gray skin and flesh outside Lu Chen's twelve-layer "Iron Shirt"!

Chen Yuanshan, who was in mid-air, sensed that something was wrong.

He watched as the ten elite soldiers below suddenly struggled to move, like turtles stuck in a swamp.

His withered old face instantly changed color.

"A spirit-suppressing array? No, it's the suppressive force field inherent in that treasure itself!"

Chen Yuanshan, being cunning and shrewd, immediately realized that the area around that black rock was a deadly trap.

He rapidly formed hand seals, and the Foundation Establishment True Essence in his dantian surged wildly.

He was about to forcefully use his teleportation technique to pull the ten men who had been wading through the minefield out of the restricted area.

Right at this critical juncture.

"Bang!!!"

A terrifying sound of wood cracking exploded without warning in mid-air halfway up the mountain.

The ancient tree overhead, so thick it would take several people to encircle it.

That century-old horizontal branch, as thick as a thigh, was crushed in two by a completely unreasonable and violent force.

Splinters and wood chips scatter wildly in mid-air in a radial pattern.

Lu Chen moved.

No longer hiding, no longer lying in wait.

The lie in wait was all for this moment of the most brutal and decisive strike.

The twelve layers of ultimate qi and blood erupted within his body, and beneath the iron-gray skin, crimson blood surged wildly.

A terrifyingly high temperature of pure Yang instantly evaporated the water vapor within a radius of about ten feet.

Lu Chen's massive, towering body plummeted straight down from the depths of the tree canopy, dozens of feet high, with the force of Mount Tai crashing down.

There was no dazzling sword energy slicing through the sky.

There are no complicated spellcasting animations or dazzling light effects.

There wasn't even a single unnecessary move.

It is an ultimate furnace that pushes the potential of the human body to its limit, carrying an overwhelming and destructive pressure.

Fall from the sky.

A massive shadow.

Like dark clouds covering the sky, it instantly enveloped the heavy cavalrymen at the very front.

The men looked up in shock.

My neck was extremely stiff.

Their vision was completely soaked with cold sweat.

Only two things remain.

One is a massive iron fist, its left arm wrapped in centuries-old black iron chains, crashing down head-on.

another.

It was Lu Chen's eyes, devoid of any emotion, as if he were looking at livestock awaiting slaughter.

"Get out of the way!"

Someone instinctively roared, trying to pull on the reins.

late.

Under the weight of the Dao stele, they struggled to even lift an arm, let alone urge the terrified armored rhinoceros beneath them to take cover.

"Boom—"

A deafening explosion.

Lu Chen's feet slammed solidly onto the broad back of the armored rhinoceros in the very center with an extremely brute force.

This descent combined the explosive power of the twelfth level of the Extreme Path with the gravitational acceleration at high altitude.

It directly exceeded the limits of the second-tier demon beast's bones.

"Snap!!!"

The chilling sound of bones cracking echoed through the mountains and forests.

The armored rhinoceros's spine, which was as strong as refined steel, was crushed into powder by Lu Chen's kick.

The enormous demonic body didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before it was instantly crushed by this unimaginable pressure.

His belly was pressed against the ground, and his internal organs mixed with blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

The shockwave, carrying mud and broken bones, ripped outwards in a circular motion.