Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Ten beams of green wood demon-slaying sword energy crashed down with terrifying pressure.

These materialized cyan true essences directly cleaved through the gray miasma above, along with the towering ancient trees around them, which required several people to encircle, instantly turning them into flying wood chips.

The few Xuan Tie heavy cavalrymen hiding on the edge didn't even have time to scream before their hundreds of pounds of armor, along with the flesh and blood inside, exploded into blinding clouds of blood mist under the crushing force of the sword energy.

Lu Chen simply didn't have the divine sense of a cultivator to investigate.

But the extremely dangerous intuition he had developed over the years, fighting countless powerful demons in the deep mountains and forests, had already locked onto the trajectory of the killing intent at the critical moment.

This rough-looking man not only didn't back down, but instead strode forward and stubbornly pushed his way through.

He roughly raised his left arm to shield his face, his right foot stomping hard into the muddy ground beneath him.

The surrounding bluestone slabs shattered with a crash.

The metallic texture of the twelve layers of "Iron Shirt" was instantly activated, and dazzling dark red blood energy burst forth directly beneath the skin.

"BOOM!!!"

Ten devastating sword strikes from the green wood landed squarely on Lu Chen's broad back and shoulders, instantly creating a terrifying, teeth-grinding tearing sound that echoed through the forest.

His iron-gray skin, capable of crushing a mid-grade flying sword with his bare hands, was finally forcibly broken open by the angry attack of the Foundation Establishment old monster.

The deep, bone-revealing wound suddenly ripped open along the skin, and large gushes of bright red blood gushed out, staining the muddy ground beneath their feet completely red!

But this horrifying scene of severe injury lasted for less than a breath.

The raging twelve layers of extreme qi and blood surged and boiled under the intense pain.

A muffled thud came from Lu Chen's chest. All the major tendons in his body tensed to their limit at this moment, and the torn muscle groups did not retreat but instead pressed inward and locked tightly.

Those immortal sword energies that wanted to continue cutting downwards were forcibly stuck between the muscles and bones, unable to cut even half an inch further.

Immediately afterwards, scalding red blood and qi smoke shot straight into the sky from the wound, radiating extreme heat, which actually annihilated and completely dispersed those arrogant blue true qi sword qi into a pile of useless waste gas!

After the blood and qi were cleansed, those fierce killing moves in mid-air vanished without a trace.

Chen Yuanshan, who was hanging in the distance, could no longer maintain his arrogance and could not believe what was happening below.

The old fox impatiently spread out his vast divine sense, meticulously penetrating the still rising crimson blood and qi smoke, scanning Lu Chen's limbs and bones thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned.

The result of the divine sense scan made the scalp of this Foundation Establishment cultivator who had lived for over a hundred years tingle.

No dantian! No spiritual root!

They couldn't find even a trace of true essence!

"You possess no spiritual energy whatsoever... You're just a mortal?!"

Chen Yuanshan's eyes bulged out, and he didn't even care about maintaining his superior demeanor. He opened his mouth and was about to shout out this shocking truth that was enough to shake the entire Eastern Xuanzhou Immortal Sect.

Lu Chen wasn't going to give him a chance to talk nonsense.

The violent aura of blood and qi on his body surged upwards, and the extremely hot air, carrying a strong sense of suffocation, slammed into his face, forcing the second half of Chen Yuanshan's unfinished sentence to be stuck in his throat, causing him to cough repeatedly.

Two fierce glints suddenly exploded in Lu Chen's eyes.

He bent down, his two hands, larger than palm-leaf fans, plunged directly into the lifeless carcass of the armored rhinoceros at his feet. His thick fingers dug deep into the flesh of the three-thousand-pound monster.

His broad back suddenly bent backward into an exaggerated arc, and his spine made a series of popping sounds.

He treated this enormous creature as an extra-large hidden weapon, hurling it fiercely at Chen Yuanshan in mid-air.

A massive black shadow swept in with an oppressive gust of wind.

Chen Yuanshan's heart pounded wildly. He suppressed his panic and the top-grade flying sword beneath his feet shone with a brilliant blue light. He frantically tried to control the flying sword, desperately moving it to the side.

The heavy rhinoceros carcass, carried by a fierce wind, narrowly missed his shoes and flew higher into the air.

Chen Yuanshan had just caught his breath and thought he had escaped a disaster.

In the mud below, Lu Chen stood on the muddy ground, using his waist to engage the muscles of his entire back.

He grabbed a heavy iron spear from the ground, gripped it tightly in his hand, and hurled it with extreme ferocity, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom that tore through the air!

The heavy spear was incredibly fast, striking the still-flying rhinoceros carcass with remarkable precision!

The pure and domineering brute force exploded instantly inside the dead beast, tearing the three thousand pounds of rotten flesh apart from the inside!

"Bang!"

Huge chunks of flesh and entrails, mixed with the stench of demonic blood, exploded everywhere, forming a red curtain that obscured the view.

The cultivator's divine sense was greatly disturbed the moment it came into contact with this thick layer of blood and qi, and it completely lost its lock on what was below.

Just as all the high-ranking members of the immortal sects were momentarily blinded by the rain of blood and terrified by the earth-shaking tremors,

Lu Chen moved.

Under the perfect cover of blood and the dim woods, the large tendons in his left arm crackled with a chilling sound.

The century-old black iron chain, stained with demon blood, used the terrifying force of the swinging arm to precisely pierce through the blood mist and tightly bind Chen Yuanshan's ankle, who was flying low on his sword outside the fifteen-zhang forbidden zone!

In order to close the distance, Lu Chen ran wildly out, completely away from the safe protection range of the town's main stele.

His right foot slammed into the ground, creating a terrifying crater, and an overwhelming force pulled the iron chain downwards.

Before the Foundation Establishment Offering could even let out a scream, it was forcibly torn down by this irresistible brute force and crashed headfirst into a mud pit in the distance, splashing mud and water everywhere!

A sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body. Chen Yuanshan crashed into the mud, his ankle bones completely crushed.

In that moment of utter despair, he couldn't even think about why Lu Chen dared to rush out of the restricted area.

His withered hands trembled as he crushed the blue jade talisman hidden in his sleeve.

This was his life-saving trump card—the "Azure Edge Sword Jade"—which he had acquired by spending all his savings from a century of hard work and going bankrupt at an underground black market auction.

The oppressive, ancient aura of the town's guardian stele was gone. The abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside surged forth instantly.

At the same time the trump card shattered, hundreds of fully materialized cyan sword energies burst forth from the broken jade talisman.

These extremely sharp sword beams instantly reversed direction, without any reservation, directly forming a sword energy killing array barrier that bulged outwards from all directions. The entire shield unleashed its terrifying killing power at one hundred percent, protecting Chen Yuanshan perfectly in the very center.

The surrounding air was being cut with a hissing sound.

Lu Chen let out an extremely harsh snort.

He didn't take the protective sword aura in front of him seriously at all, which was activated to its maximum and was enough to grind ordinary body cultivators into mincemeat.

Despite his purely mortal body, he didn't back down an inch and, without any sense of reason, plunged his two large hands straight into the immortal formation that was in full swing!

The incomparably sharp azure sword energy slashed wildly, instantly tearing the skin of his hands and arms into a bloody mess, with the flesh peeling back.

However, on that tough, gray face, there was absolutely no sign of pain or hesitation.

Instead, he grinned widely, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth, his entire face displaying an extremely excited and ferocious smile, his eyes completely bloodshot.

The flesh of his ten fingers was torn and bleeding from the rapidly rotating array, and his finger bones, which were as hard as diamond, were directly exposed to the air, colliding with the sword energy and sparking a lot of sparks.

The warm, crimson blood of mortals stained the azure sword formation of the immortals, which was high above and said to be indestructible.

Ignoring everything else, Lu Chen's large hands, now nothing but bones and tendons, were firmly wedged into the spiritual energy nodes that controlled the formation. The raging pure yang energy within his body surged violently and relentlessly into his body through the cracks in the sword formation.

"Smash it for me!"

Amidst the rough roar, there was an extremely ear-piercing sound of spiritual energy shattering.

Those hands, stained with the blood of mortals, actually tore open an extremely exaggerated and huge gap in the seemingly unbreakable sword energy shield to both sides!