Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

"What are you two good-for-nothings still doing lying there!"

Song Que turned his head and roared angrily at the two limp Qingxiao sword cultivators on the ground, spittle flying everywhere.

"Activate all your protective inner energy! Even if it costs me decades of cultivation, I'll chop this nobody who popped up out of nowhere into pieces!"

The two sword cultivators trembled from the scolding and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Your Excellency is truly awe-inspiring!"

"If you were to strike with your sword, any mortal would be utterly pulverized!"

Without uttering a single word, Song Que gripped the hilt of the top-grade flying sword tightly with both hands and raised it high above his head.

The blood-red longevity talisman affixed to the center of his chest burned to its end in an instant.

Large puffs of red smoke billowed out from the talisman and were forcibly poured into his nostrils.

This Foundation Establishment cultivator's once jet-black hair completely faded within a few breaths, turning into a dry, deathly white. His face was also covered with layers upon layers of withered wrinkles.

Lifespan is slipping away at an alarming rate.

The depleted true essence in his dantian was forcibly squeezed out by this external force, mixed with his life essence, and surged wildly into the flying sword above.

The blade of the Qingfeng sword was instantly stained with an extremely eerie crimson light.

Song Que's arm muscles bulged, and veins on his forehead throbbed as he slashed down fiercely at Lu Chen in front of him.

"May you be reduced to ashes!"

A blood-red sword aura, three zhang long, detached from the blade and fully formed in mid-air.

The crimson sword energy locked onto Lu Chen's brow.

The terrifying pressure unleashed by the Foundation Establishment stage immortals rampaged through this Valley of Desolation.

The thick, pungent green miasma along the way was forcibly pushed aside by the violent airflow accompanying the sword energy, making it impossible for it to get close at all.

The hard rock below could not withstand the immense pressure and was directly plowed out by the invisible sword energy, leaving a straight trench more than half a foot deep.

Gravel mixed with mud flew wildly in all directions.

Faced with this devastating attack, Lu Chen didn't even flinch.

His muscular upper body was bare, and the pure yang energy of his twelve layers of "Iron Shirt" had long been pushed to its limit.

Beneath that iron-gray membrane, the dark gold patterns not only did not shrink, but instead spread even more wildly.

Hot blood surged through the veins, and large amounts of white smoke spewed out from the large pores.

Lu Chen refused to retreat.

He stomped his right foot forward heavily, the immense force crushing the granite on the ground into a pile of powder.

Using this recoil force, Lu Chenchen immediately tightened his back muscles into a tight knot.

The terrifying brute force of 100,000 jin was concentrated entirely on the right side of his body.

The pure yang energy and blood exploded completely in the chest cavity, turning into a rolling heat wave that pushed towards the right arm.

Lu Chen met the crimson sword energy that was slashing down from above without any fancy moves, and directly threw a straight punch.

The thick fist, bound with chains of black iron for centuries, collided violently with the sharp sword energy in mid-air.

"boom!"

A deafening roar exploded in the deep valley.

The violent shockwave swept in all directions, snapping several sturdy ancient trees in half on the spot, their crowns crashing heavily into the mud.

Song Que stared intently ahead, waiting to see the gruesome sight of Lu Chen's arm being twisted into a bloody mess.

Reality, however, dealt him a heavy blow.

The sharpest edge of the sword energy cut into Lu Chen's fist, exploding into a large patch of blinding sparks. It was directly blocked by the black iron chain and iron-gray skin, unable to cut through an inch of flesh.

Lu Chen unleashed 100,000 jin of pure brute force through his fist.

The three-zhang-long crimson sword aura was firmly held in mid-air by this unreasonable violence, unable to advance even an inch further.

"Smash it!"

Lu Chen let out a ferocious roar, the violent sound waves causing the mud and water on the ground to churn.

He thrust his right arm forward again, and the muscles and tendons in his arm emitted a sickening creaking sound.

The force was increased again.

Pure physical violence directly crushed the immortal's true essence.

The crimson sword aura that contained all of Song Que's vitality and essence rapidly shattered on the surface.

Numerous cracks spread along the point of impact, instantly covering the entire blade.

With a crisp explosion, the three-zhang-long sword aura shattered completely, exploding into a cluster of blood-red light spots scattered across the sky.

The top-grade flying sword in Song Que's hand could no longer withstand the recoil and broke into three pieces, falling into the mud and water.

He was thrown back by the blast wave, landing heavily two zhang away, spitting out mouthfuls of black blood.

The two Qingxiao sword cultivators standing nearby witnessed this scene, and their newly regained confidence vanished completely.

Their proud Daoist aspirations crumbled on the spot.

"Run! He can even shatter sword energy!"

"Run on your sword, quick!"

The two screamed in terror and frantically pulled their flying swords out of the mud.

They desperately poured their remaining true energy into the sword, trying to take flight and escape this terrifying place.

The spiritual energy field brought by the 30,000-jin town-suppressing stele immediately taught them a lesson.

The flying sword didn't even float up half an inch.

The immense gravity pressed the two people back into the mud, making it impossible for them to even stand up. They could only crawl out using their hands and feet.

Lu Chen strode forward.

Each step made the ground rumble loudly.

He stepped directly into the ruins of the array's core, walked behind the two, and bent down his tall and burly body.

Two large, broad hands transformed into iron clamps, each covering the top of their heads.

These two high-ranking disciples of the immortal sect were now filled with extreme fear and despair.

They opened their mouths wide, as if trying to beg for mercy.

The mud splattered around them had just filled their throats, their mouths were full of sludge, and they couldn't utter a single word, only making weak hoarse sounds.

Lu Chen had no intention of holding back.

The ten fingers suddenly tightened inward, the rough fingertips tearing through their scalps.

The protective jade pendants hanging around their necks sensed the danger and flashed brightly for a moment before being crushed into dust along with their protective shields by a brute force of 100,000 jin.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed through the Valley of Desolation.

Lu Chen crushed the two skulls with his bare hands, and the red and white mixture, along with mud and water, scattered all over the ground.

Before they could even scream, they became two headless corpses and fell into the mud pit.

Lu Chen withdrew his hand, casually flicking away the bone fragments and immortal blood from between his fingers.

He turned around and continued walking forward.

Its massive body completely blocked out the already dim light, casting a shadow that shrouded Song Que, who was slumped on the ground.

Song Que's Foundation Establishment True Essence, which he was so proud of, was completely dried up.

He was now a homeless, stray dog, lying in the mud and kowtowing repeatedly to Lu Chen.

"Don't kill me! My lord, my ancestors, please spare my life!"

Song Que's forehead struck a sharp stone, and blood mixed with mud flowed all over his face.

"I am an outer sect deacon of the Azure Sky Sword Sect! I control a vast amount of cultivation resources in the Eastern Xuan Prefecture!"

"Didn't you want high-level blood food? As long as you don't kill me, I'll take you to the sect's breeding grounds, where you can eat as many second-tier demonic beasts as you like!"

Lu Chen walked up to him and stood still, the immense pressure making Song Que unable to breathe.

"Trading a demonic beast for a life?"

Song Que frantically pounded the water and roared loudly.

"That's not enough! I also have cultivation techniques! I can get you the inner sect foundation-building method of the Azure Sky Sword Sect, allowing you to truly open your dantian and transcend this mortal body!"

"Even if you don't think of yourself, you have to think of that blind little girl!"

Song Que completely abandoned the dignity of a cultivator and threw out his last bargaining chip.

"If you spare my life, I'll go back and make arrangements to take that little girl as my personal disciple!"

"I guarantee she'll have an endless supply of top-grade spirit stones and elixirs for the rest of her life—the absolute highest level of treatment for a superior-grade spiritual root!"

Lu Chen looked down at the disgraceful butler with a cold gaze.

The muscles in his face twitched twice.

"Even the bones of an immortal aren't much harder than those of a wild dog when you pinch them."

The words fell.

Lu Chen raised his thick right leg and stomped heavily on Song Que's chest.

Song Que let out a scream that was extremely shrill.

The sternum collapsed and broke, leaving a large crater in the chest cavity, and the broken ribs instantly pierced through the internal organs.

The overwhelmingly powerful pure Yang energy flowed down Lu Chen's feet and directly into Song Que's body.

The still-beating heart was instantly shattered by this violent force.

The screams abruptly stopped.

Song Que bled from all seven orifices, his body twitched twice in the muddy water, and then remained motionless.

Lu Chen stood beside the corpse, his breathing steady.

He bent down and reached out to break the red string on Song Que's belt.

He took the high-level deacon's jade pouch engraved with spirit-gathering array patterns in his hand, casually weighed it a couple of times, and then stuffed it directly into the animal skin package.

A series of extremely muffled, strange noises suddenly came from the sky outside the Valley of Absolute Spirits.

"Boom!"

A series of loud explosions rang out, the sound penetrating the valley's barrier and shaking the ground.

Lu Chen looked up at the night sky in the distance.

The pale blue protective array that had enveloped Broken Immortal Mountain and Xuanni City had completely lost all its support.

A large area of ​​spiritual light shattered and disintegrated in mid-air, turning into countless raindrops of light that crashed to the ground.

The Heaven-Locking Array of Xuanni City has completely collapsed.