Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Lu Chen's figure stretched rapidly in mid-air, leaving a trail of black afterimages.

The 30,000-jin (approximately 15,000 kg) town-guarding black monument was tightly bound to his right arm by thick, heavy black iron chains, and then plummeted down with his extremely powerful body.

An absolute pressure crashed down from the sky.

The foul-smelling miasma that lingered over the mud pit year-round, and which even the eerie winds of the wilderness couldn't dispel, was forcibly forced away by this ruthless and unreasonable pure gravity.

A huge, transparent vacuum repulsion zone rapidly formed beneath Lu Chen's feet.

The airflow was compressed to its limit, producing a deafening shriek.

Below, in the deep, dark mud.

The Lord of Xuanni City was desperately trying to burrow into the deepest, most foul-smelling mud.

The terrifying sense of oppression coming from above made his hair stand on end and his scalp tingle.

He looked up, his face, wrinkled like old tree bark, was completely distorted by extreme fear.

There's no escaping it!

This savage and ferocious man disregarded all the rules of the immortals and brought a mountain down on him!

The Lord of Xuanni City was utterly devastated.

He let out a whistling, guttural cry, completely ignoring the excruciating backlash from forcibly channeling his energy.

This old dog frantically squeezed out the last bit of golden core essence from within his dantian.

A burst of greenish-blue light shot out from deep within his withered sleeve.

It was a tortoise shell shield about the size of a palm.

The tortoise shell swelled in the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a three-zhang-wide turquoise shield of light, its surface swirling with extremely complex immortal runes, firmly pressing against the top of his head.

This is the Xuan Ni City Lord's most prized defensive artifact.

"Block him from my way!"

He was spitting out blood and foam as he roared, his eyes filled with the madness of a dying struggle.

Lu Chen's two large black iron boots landed firmly in the very center of the green light shield.

The combined force of 100,000 jin of extreme brute force and the high-speed potential energy of falling from a great height.

There are no fancy techniques, only the most brutal crushing.

"boom!"

The pure gravity of flesh and blood clashed directly with the laws that the immortals were so proud of.

The top-grade tortoise shell shield let out an extremely tragic wail.

The defensive array on the shield couldn't even hold for half a breath before collapsing and disintegrating instantly.

The thick armor plates were crushed into pieces on the spot, turning into flying debris and waste!

The violent shockwaves blasted down from the soles of Lu Chen's shoes.

The foul-smelling mud and water within a radius of ten zhang was instantly emptied by this powerful force, and a three-foot-high wave of black mud was violently stirred up in all directions.

What was originally a bottomless mud pit was transformed into a dried-up, bottomless granite crater.

Lu Chen landed steadily at the bottom of the pit.

His large, heavy black iron boot landed firmly on the side of the Xuanni City Lord's face.

The rough tread of the shoe sole relentlessly dug into the flesh.

The city lord's cheekbones emitted a sickeningly loud squeaking sound, and his facial features instantly distorted.

Large mouthfuls of foul blood mixed with shredded internal organs gushed from the city lord's mouth, staining the rocks at the bottom of the pit bright red.

He was not reconciled.

How could he, the dignified lord of a city and a noble Golden Core cultivator, be trampled into the mud by a mere body cultivator?

Despite the excruciating pain of his shattered facial bones, the Lord of Xuanni City quietly closed his two withered old hands at the bottom of the mud.

He secretly attempted to form a heart-piercing hand seal for a final, fatal counterattack.

Lu Chen lowered his head.

Those dark red eyes were filled with savagery.

He couldn't be bothered to figure out what kind of magic technique the old dog was going to use.

Lu Chen suddenly bent down, his large, thick left hand reaching out.

Five calloused fingers gripped the city lord's wrists as he formed hand seals.

Caught in this irresistible force, the city lord's spell was interrupted on the spot, his fingers frozen in mid-air.

Lu Chen exerted force on his wrist and twisted it sharply in the opposite direction.

"Pfft!"

Two crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out simultaneously.

The city lord's wrists were severed.

The stark white bone fragments pierced through the dry skin, gleaming brightly in the murky air.

Fresh blood gushed out from the pale, broken bone.

Any complex and mysterious spellcasting animation is crushed into dust in the face of absolute brute force.

"Do you enjoy scheming from the shadows?"

Lu Chen's tone was completely calm.

He stepped on the city lord's face with his iron boots, slowly increasing the terrifying force.

The soles of the shoes ground against that old face, mixing mud and bone fragments together, rubbing it wantonly.

The rough, grinding sound echoed in the dried-up crater.

The city lord was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed violently, and his bones were trembling.

He opened his toothless mouth and let out a hoarse, piercing scream.

What made him feel even more desperate and fatal erupted from the depths of his Qi Sea.

The Lord of Xuanni City was horrified to discover that within his already damaged golden core...

The trace of dark red wild blood that had been secretly absorbed had completely spiraled out of control.

This wisp of desolate blood sensed Lu Chen's vast and pure aura of the same origin and erupted in an unprecedentedly fervent response.

It surged and thrashed inside the Golden Core, frantically tearing at the City Lord's Qi Sea, as if it wanted to tear its flesh apart and break free of its shell!

Lu Chen's eyes suddenly narrowed.

With the keen senses of a true master of the ultimate cultivation path, he detected a very special residual aura within the wildly pulsating blood.

That was the despair and sorrow of countless people at the bottom of Xuanni City before their deaths.

This old dog not only extracted the meager bloodlines of Zhang Laozhang and the other mining slaves from the outer city, but also secretly used countless lives to replenish his golden core!

This blood of the barren land was extracted entirely from the lives of the poor and destitute.

Lu Chen's eyes were instantly filled with a dark, furious rage.

The extreme blood furnace inside the chest cavity emitted a deafening roar.

The murderous intent was completely boiling over.

Lu Chen extended his thick left hand, the one that had just severed the city lord's wrists.

The five fingers came together, transforming into an indestructible black iron hook.

Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust his fist into the city lord's withered abdomen!

Extensive tears in the skin and flesh.

The fingertips directly and brutally pierced through the thick fat and fascia, precisely penetrating the cultivator's most core Dao foundation.

"Ugh—!!!"

The city lord let out a wailing sound a hundred times more agonizing than before.

His cloudy old eyes suddenly bulged, and the tiny blood vessels at the corners of his eyes burst open.

A high-ranking Golden Core cultivator who regards mortals as worthless food and drink.

His arrogant dignity was utterly crushed into an abyss by Lu Chen's brutal hand at this moment.

The pure Yang energy surged down Lu Chen's left arm.

The domineering aura of the Thousand Layers of Iron Shirt was directly poured into the city lord's Qi Sea through this hand.

This extreme passion is like oil being cooked over a raging fire.

High-temperature burning.

The city lord's water elemental essence, which he had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years, was instantly burned away by the internal destruction of this blood and qi system, turning into wisps of white smoke that emerged from the wound.

Lu Chen's fingers stirred wildly in his dantian, finally touching the golden pill whose surface was wrapped with dark red blood vessels.

"You suck the blood of my people, and you'd better spit it all out, with interest!"

Lu Chen pronounced the death sentence directly, leaving the old man no room for defense.

His five fingers, like iron pincers, suddenly opened and gripped the cracked golden elixir tightly.

In the cultivation world, separating the golden core requires an extremely complex array and extraction seal; otherwise, it will inevitably cause the furnace to explode and the body to burst.

However, Lu Chen did not form any stripping seal at all.

His fingertips unleashed a tearing, all-consuming force.

The brute force of 100,000 jin exploded completely within a small space.

He forcefully grasped the hard outer shell of the Golden Core and violently ripped it off!

"Snap!"

A chilling cracking sound came from the depths of the Qi Sea.

The dark red blood was roughly extracted.

Large gusts of true essence gas mixed with foul blood gushed out from the city lord's torn abdomen, splattering all over the ground.

The karmic retribution struck suddenly.

The city lord convulsed violently as if he had been electrocuted.

His cultivation aura plummeted at a visible rate.

The golden core shattered, and the spiritual energy dissipated.

In just a few breaths, this ruler who once stood atop the immortal city was reduced to a useless body, even less than a mortal mining slave.

Lu Chen clenched his left hand.

A layer of gentle yet domineering pure yang energy firmly protected the extracted wisp of wild blood in his palm.

This is the life of his people, the remnants of the lowest ranks of society; it must not be tainted by even a trace of the filth in this mud.

The Xuanni City Lord, his face ashen, collapsed at the bottom of the dried-up pit.

He felt his life force rapidly slipping away, and the shadow of death completely enveloped his mutilated body.

In order to survive in the hands of this ruthless man, even if it's just for one more second.

With his last ounce of strength, the city lord, his voice hoarse, roared out a secret trump card that shook the heavens and earth.

"Don't kill me! I know why the Azure Sky Sword Sect is so determined to take your life!"

The city lord stared wide-eyed at Lu Chen's face, which was covered with a stiff beard.

"The city's guardian stele in Xuanni City is incomplete! They want to use your ancient forbidden body as the living key to open the ten-thousand-year-old blood tomb beneath Zhongtian Prefecture!"