Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Outer ring of the Great Wilderness Toxic Zone.

Lu Chen stepped on the rotten black mud and withered old leaves covering the ground.

She tightly protected the little girl on her chest.

He strode forward, venturing deeper into the direction where there was no path at all.

We had just entered this deep wilderness, less than three miles from the edge.

From the top of the towering tree that blocked out the sun, a sudden, extremely piercing sound of air friction breaking through the wind rang out.

Three blinding blue beams of light shot out rapidly, swirling quickly at the very top of the dense tree canopy.

Those were three powerful cultivators in blue robes, riding on immortal flying swords.

These three elite soldiers dressed in blue robes were the mid-Foundation Establishment stage executive deacons of the Qingxiao Sword Sect, responsible for routine patrols of the outer ring of the entire poisonous zone.

They had been circling above the outer forest, completely oblivious to the earth-shattering commotion of the great battle in the Blood Rock Market of Xuanni City, and utterly unaware of the true nature of the situation.

The patrol captain at the very front was clutching a palm-sized spirit-tracking stone tightly in his hand.

This celestial stone, specifically designed to track the presence of living fugitives during the Great Pursuit, is currently vibrating violently.

The surface of the Spirit-Chasing Stone frequently emitted extremely dazzling bright red alarm light, which made the faces of the three people scorch.

The patrol captain glanced down at the Spirit-Chasing Stone and grinned.

He opened his mouth and let out a cold laugh at the woods below.

"The red light is now fully illuminating the entire screen!"

The captain gave a thumbs-up, pointing to the stench-filled forest below.

"No need to investigate further!"

"That guy walking down there is definitely that escaped demon who broke through our sect's fortified defenses!"

"I can smell the stench of blood and wounds all over him!"

The captain turned around and shouted loudly to his two subordinates beside him, his words filled with barely suppressed elation.

"His internal organs must have been severely shattered by the Core Formation Envoy; he must be a lowly, dying piece of trash by now!"

"Let's rush down there right now and capture this thief alive!"

"As long as we seize this demon's head, we can take it back directly to our sect's patriarch and request an unparalleled divine skill!"

The other two deacons exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

The three of them did not hesitate or delay any longer.

They simultaneously raised their fingers and frantically made hand seals, mobilizing the Foundation Establishment True Essence within their Qi Sea.

Three incredibly thick shields of true light instantly and violently rose up on their bodies.

The flying sword beneath his feet rapidly turned its sharp tip.

The three of them, standing on broadswords, forcefully pierced through the layers of chaotic leaves below, and descended rapidly towards the deepest part of the forest.

The flying sword had just plunged into this harsh environment.

A large plume of dark, deep, and highly poisonous miasma from the secret realm directly forced the upper volume forward.

The spiritual energy that they could breathe in and out in this space was extremely thin and chaotic, forming a large fault line.

The three elite cultivators rushed in and immediately felt that the greatsword beneath their feet was completely out of their control.

This environmental law directly caused these immortals, who relied heavily on flying on swords, to lose much of their usual ability to maneuver and control.

Even the speed at which it surged forward was drastically reduced!

Ahead, a deep, foul-smelling black pool appeared underground.

All around was a chilling silence.

Large and small poisonous bubbles kept rising to the surface of the black water. When the bubbles reached their limit, they burst open with a loud "pop".

The area around the stinking pond was eerily quiet, with no other sounds.

The quiet and mysterious cluster of thousands of family graves.

The team landed at the bottom of the water.

One of the elite deacons, with a long face, stopped in place.

He suddenly raised his chin and quickly scanned the sky.

He stared intently at an extremely tall and thick old maple tree directly above the pool, his throat bobbing rapidly.

The long-faced elite shouted out loud, clasped his hands together, and was about to perform the technique on the spot.

The sound had barely left his mouth.

That huge branch, as thick as two people could hug, grew horizontally above.

It snapped off from the very top of that dead, withered tree in utter silence.

Lu Chen suddenly appeared above the broken branch.

His enormous and robust body carried an undeniable weight of tens of thousands of kilograms.

There wasn't the slightest sign of spiritual energy!

Not even the slightest noise or magical light emanated from his entire body!

He brought his instincts for assassination—honed through years of hardship in the muddy alleys—to their absolute peak.

He was like a massive iron lump that fell straight down from a sheer cliff.

It fell straight down from the middle of the dense yellow leaves above!

"Something's changed up above!"

The long-faced guard was terrified and went mad, screaming at the top of his lungs.

He gripped his left hand in reverse and violently pulled out a dazzling, ethereal weapon, thrusting it relentlessly upwards towards the top of his head.

The long-faced patrolman hadn't even had a chance to fully complete the foundation-building hand seal and long incantation in his mouth.

The massive, muscular man who crashed down was incredibly heavy.

Lu Chen did not rely on any other techniques or strength.

His sheer physical weight, combined with the terrifying force of his body crashing to the ground, was absolutely immense.

The bottom of the big iron boot stomped down suddenly from top to bottom.

That foot landed squarely on the very core of this extremely valuable mid-grade immortal flying sword, in the middle section.

He pressed down hard and forcefully.

The mid-grade flying sword was stomped on and bent sharply, the blade emitting an extremely harsh and crisp cracking sound.

The sword snapped in two irregular pieces of scrap metal on the spot, embedding itself heavily into the damp, smelly mud beside it!

Because Lu Chen had desperately resisted the Core Formation Seal, the tendons in his palms had been damaged and cracked, and had not yet fully recovered.

Therefore, he would never use his hands when faced with such a sudden and decisive attack.

The instant it takes to land in mid-air.

He simply lifted up his massive, undamaged right leg!

This thick, hard, long thigh, as thick as a rolling stone, tensed up with all its might.

The massive, black bone knees arched high.

It charged wildly toward the center of the Foundation Establishment Spirit Shield in front of the Great Correction Guardian!

"Click!"

A crisp, decisive, and deafening sound of something shattering and tearing through the air!

This powerful knee strike, imbued with terrifying blood and energy, struck the core of the true energy.

It pierced right through the opponent's proud Foundation Establishment Spiritual Aura Shield, shattering it into dust on the spot!

With its thick, strong knees, its speed and ferocity remain undiminished.

It pierced straight through the opponent's defenses.

Flesh and bone clashing.

The thick knee slammed into the center of the long-faced patrol guard's facial skeleton.

His facial bones were shattered and ripped open.

Lu Chen used the force of his fall to smash the elite cultivator from the top of the tree in mid-air.

His body crashed into a deep crater.

The long-faced patrolman was slammed into the bottom of a foul-smelling mud pit more than two zhang deep, where he was pinned down by heavy, thick legs and could no longer make a sound or breathe.

The remaining two deacons witnessed this extremely terrifying and oppressive scene.

The red blood vessels in the corners of his eyes immediately became visible, and his eyelids looked bulging.

The two were terrified.

They desperately huddled together, back to back.

Unable to form a golden core within their bodies, they could only frantically release the protective true essence from their dantian, forcibly merging and connecting the Great White True Light between the two.

"The Flying Sword Formation of Severing Qi is activated!"

Two elite soldiers frantically shouted out their guaranteed kill formation.

The flying swords on their chests burst into flames.

Two long, straight, snow-white sword energies, sharp to the extreme, cleaved through the thick, chaotic leaves and the surrounding poisonous smoke.

Without any feints or concealment, it directly slashed at the vital acupoints on Lu Chen's chest and broad abdomen.

Faced with this fierce sword light that could easily slice through large metal objects.

Lu Chen opened his bloodshot eyes wide with rage.

He planted his feet firmly on the muddy ground, not even making the slightest backward movement to dodge.

The thick muscles on his broad body suddenly squeezed him to death.

Extremely thick and solid shoulder and back area.

Along with its large chest covered in layers of hard scars, it thrust forward heavily to meet the attack.

He directly used the extremely thick flesh between his chest and abdomen, which was filled with thousands of layers of qi and blood, to meet the Foundation Establishment sword head-on!

"when!"

Two extremely long beams of light from the Great Forest Sword slashed horizontally at full speed into the center of Lu Chen's back, between his old skin and broad chest muscles.

High-speed cutting friction.

He slashed two bright, blindingly bright lines of crimson gold directly into the rough, blackened flesh of the giant black beast!

These two sword energies were extremely powerful and sharp.

Although it successfully cut through half of Lu Chen's tattered cloth, and successfully pulled a light red bloodstain more than a foot long on the outer skin.

However, this extremely terrifying body-repairing outer layer of defense still caused the longsword to suffer a great loss.

The thick and abundant pure yang energy suddenly and forcefully closed inward!

The fierce sword beams released by these two cultivation weapons were forcibly trapped between the wide bone gaps of Lu Chen's two large, bulging pectoral muscles.

Unable to advance to cut the heart, unable to retreat to escape the flesh, utterly unable to move even an inch!

This absurd and unparalleled ultimate technique of body cultivation left the two great cultivators frozen in place.

Before they could fully recover from this absurd, terrifying, and desperate death state that tore apart all common sense about cultivation, they were still trapped in a state of utter chaos.

Lu Chen wouldn't make any gestures to stop him.

He followed the forward leaning motion of his thick chest blocking the sword energy, and then used the extremely heavy and massive momentum of his hand to make a great sprint.

The massive neck was suddenly pulled back and held in place.

The wide veins at the back of the neck are tightly packed with immense strength and wild energy.

His neck suddenly jolted violently, causing an explosive shock!

He transformed his large forehead, covered with layers of hard, heavy bones, into an indestructible, solid iron hammer made of human bone.

It crashed head-on into the very center of the nose of the nearest deacon!

"Bang!"

The commotion of blood and bones shattering shook the long forest!

This dull, loud bang struck the opponent's skull and two rows of front teeth simultaneously, causing a massive shockwave that shattered and erupted, producing a series of extremely terrifying screams!

This devastating headbutt smashed the smooth forehead that the mid-level Foundation Establishment cultivator was so proud of, creating a huge, deep crater!

His forehead bone was crushed!

The back of his head bulges outwards!

The chaotic brain matter of this immortal cultivator exploded in all directions, scattering across the surface of the foul-smelling mud pit!

The last remaining team leader.

The captain, who had just been planning to claim a reward for his great achievement, was now so frightened that he defecated a body covered in foul-smelling waste.

He collapsed to the ground, limp and slumped, sinking deep into the cold, black, rotten mud.

His natal sword, the Imperial Sword, completely lost its all-around connection to true energy, leaving him with nothing at hand to defend himself.

He was so terrified that his whole body went numb, and he completely collapsed into a state of speechlessness. He couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy. All he wanted to do was kneel down and crawl desperately towards the outer circle to escape and survive.

The captain struggled to move and rotate his eyeballs by two inches.

He immediately felt despair as he looked directly in front of him.

A pair of enormous feet, brimming with the bright red hot liquid that had just flowed out during the fight, were enormous in size and extremely wide, like a high-pressure pylon.

They were striding and pressing closer to him.

Lu Chen stopped with both feet straddling.

His face was completely expressionless, cold and somber.

He didn't even glance at the large-mouthed, big-eyed face on the ground, desperately trying to beg for its life.

The large single leg suddenly lifted upwards with a huge thrust from the surface of the poisonous mud.

With an incredibly powerful and terrifying force, weighing a full 100,000 kilograms, the leg slammed down from top to bottom, pressing down hard!

The captain subconsciously activated the last remaining large high-level life-saving golden talisman that had been tightly bound to his belt.

The golden light had just risen an inch or so.

The powerful foot kicked him squarely in the face.

The immense force of the ten thousand giant legs instantly severed the precious golden talisman along with the opponent's entire head.

At the same time, they were all crushed and squeezed into a pile of soft, rotten, red, minced meat!

The jungle floor has settled into silence.

Lu Chen stood firmly in the middle of the rotten ground, his two broad, thick iron feet covered in black skin firmly planted on the patrol captain's cracked and mangled skull.

His wild, savage temper and bloodlust, raging from countless battles, erupted forth in a violent outburst.

The surrounding area is unfathomable, filled with gray, dead, dry, poisonous bubbles, and everywhere is a dark, toxic forest.

This body, filled with extremely righteous and extremely fierce true energy, unleashed its full power and surged straight to the farthest point beyond the Nine Heavens Peak!