Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

They were isolated.

In the vast天地 (heaven and earth), there exists another wisp of primordial energy belonging to Wugensheng. Even though it is clear that it exists, its location cannot be pinpointed.

"Is this the work of that old poisonous woman from the southern border? And the drugs she took, how interesting."

"If you get back alive this time, please tell her for me that I'm determined to go to her mountains."

Before Wugensheng could react, he was thrown into the air.

"boom!"

He fell onto a flat area of ​​the mountainside, his consciousness blurred, he lost control of his body, both arms were broken, and he was too exhausted to stand up again.

"Pfft!!!"

Jiang Mo gathered his Qi and transformed it into matter. He casually threw out several sharp, long cones, which sliced ​​through the sky and pierced Wu Gensheng's remaining legs and abdomen.

Then, he took a step forward and walked to Wugensheng's side, forming a hand seal with one hand, his eyes indifferent, about to chant a spell.

"and many more!"

“It wouldn’t be worth killing Sanyi’s friend at this time.”

“I have received news that many Quanxing masters are gathering at Dawang Mountain. I don’t know what their intentions are. Rather than killing him, it would be better to keep him alive for interrogation.”

The voice came from the rock wall above, and it was unclear whether it was a disciple or a sect leader speaking.

Jiang Mo ignored him and continued chanting the incantation. A long and obscure ancient language slowly unfolded, causing Wu Gensheng's already crumbling consciousness to fall into nothingness once more, suffering the cruel tortures of the human world.

"Sizzle!"

A horrifying scene unfolded: Wugensheng seemed to be frantically torn apart by invisible, vengeful ghosts, constantly disintegrating.

From skin and flesh to bones and internal organs, everything begins to dissolve.

The distant mountain cliffs were a blind spot, and while everyone was focused on their work, they didn't notice the two figures rushing towards them.

Looking at the sect leader who had been tortured beyond recognition, Jin Feng instantly lost her mind, gritted her teeth in anger, and was about to rush out.

"We can't go there!"

Startled and pale, Xia Liuqing slapped Jin Feng on the back, dragged her into the bushes, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand.

"You'll die! Are you crazy? Calm down, let's go."

"Let me go!!" Jin Feng's face was fierce as she bit Xia Liuqing's hand.

"Hiss...it hurts, it hurts."

"This time, I can't let you have your way."

Xia Liuqing angrily stopped her, disregarding everything else, and struck Jin Feng hard on the back of the neck, causing her to lose consciousness completely.

The distant battlefield was filled with murderous intent, making Xia Liuqing dare not linger. She quickly picked up Jin Feng and, using the bushes for cover, carefully crawled away.

The righteous people on the rocky path remained silent, not daring to say anything to stop him, because that ruthless character simply wouldn't listen to them.

"You're the only one left."

After finishing his incantation, Jiang Mo looked up at Li Muxuan and teased, "Take a good look at your sect leader's appearance. You should still have some time before you die."

"You...you..."

Li Muxuan clenched his fists tightly, never having felt such fear before. He couldn't even utter a complete sentence. Standing before this mysterious man, he didn't even have the thought of resisting.

"Jin'er?" Jiang Mo called softly, his eyes lowered.

"exist."

Lu Jin's killing intent solidified as if it were a tangible substance, his body was filled with abundant white energy, and the strength in his hands suddenly surged.

"kill him."

"call out!"

Li Muxuan was still in shock and had no time to react when he saw the white afterimage arrive in an instant.

"boom!"

All the hatred was suddenly released with a heavy punch. The state of Reverse Life Level 2 made Lu Jin's strength astonishing. His tough fist bone actually pierced straight through Li Muxuan's abdomen.

"puff--!"

His jaw couldn't hold back the surging blood, and the indescribable pain made Li Muxuan's face turn ashen, his vision blur, and many of his internal organs rupture.

"Bang!!!"

With murderous intent, Lu Jin withdrew his blood-stained right hand. Before Li Muxuan could catch his breath, Lu Jin slammed his left knee into Li Muxuan's chest, the sound of ribs shattering ringing out.

The severely injured Li Muxuan resisted fiercely, using the Reversal of Eight Directions technique to create a magnetic field. However, instead of binding Lu Jin, the magnetic field pulled him backward, causing him to float in mid-air.

Looking down at the white-haired youth, memories of their shared training in the Lower House resurfaced in his mind.

Li Muxuan was furious and jealous; his face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

Why is it him?!

Why is it him?!

Why Lu Jin?!

Am I not worthy?!

The inner demons roared, and the blood in his body was scalding hot and boiling.

Despite being trapped in a life-or-death situation, Li Muxuan, with his last breath of resentment, took out the medicine bottle given to him by Granny Liu, crushed it, and let his palm bleed profusely from the cuts. He then tilted his head back and swallowed the pill.

"Roar!!"

Li Muxuan's pupils contracted sharply, and unimaginable power erupted from the corner of his body, causing a sudden transformation that made him let out a beast-like growl.

The surrounding magnetic field shattered, and he plummeted from the sky, his bones rattling as if trying to expand and pierce his fragile skin.

Wisps of white smoke billowed from his mouth and nose, his muscles bulged and turned red, steam rising from them, like molten iron burning bright red.

“Lu...Lu Jin…”

Li Muxuan, possessed by a demon, had an ugly face, and his scarlet eyes were filled with the madness of a wild beast.

"I...I want..."

He was panting heavily, his consciousness unable to control the rampage of his body, and it was incredibly difficult for him to utter even half a sentence.

"I'm going to... kill you!"

At his final moment, Li Muxuan roared and charged forward like a madman.

Chapter 64 Deliberate Punch

A dark purple aura swirled around Li Muxuan. He no longer relied on the Reversal of Directions, but instead used his enhanced physical body, amplified by the drug, to fight Lu Jin.

The two completely different energies were like fire and water, ready to erupt at any moment.

Lu Jin's reverse-life state was incredibly solid. He gathered his strength and charged forward to clash with Li Muxuan.

"boom!!!"

The pitch-black palm print collided with the blazing white fist bone, blood splattered, and the enormous recoil force caused the two to stagger back several steps.

"Roar!"

Unaffected by pain, Li Muxuan's ferocity intensified. When his first attack failed, a barrage of attacks erupted in an instant.

"Bang!! Bang!!"

Lu Jin parried repeatedly, and the fierce exchange of punches and kicks made his killing intent surge even more. He did not retreat, dodge, or even use the Qi transformation that he was so proud of.

With each clash, the sound of bones shattering rang out. Lu Jin fought with increasing ferocity, his body covered in blood, his fist bones sparkling and dazzling. He struck Li Muxuan head-on repeatedly, causing Li Muxuan's hands to tremble and his tiger's mouth to split open.

The two figures fought fiercely on the mountainside, their speed so fast that afterimages filled the air. Every now and then, one of them would be knocked away and fall into a disadvantageous position, only to reverse the situation after a dozen or so breaths and continue to overpower their nemesis.

"Boom!!!"

In nearly a hundred rounds of physical combat, Lu Jin narrowly won at a crucial moment.

The whip kick, like a battle axe, swept across Li Muxuan's chest. The hand then rose up, five fingers locking his throat and lifting his head. Like a falling meteor, the speed reached its peak, and he suddenly rushed towards the nearby broken rocks.

"Boom!"

Li Muxuan's right cheek was pressed firmly against the rough, sharp rock wall. He struggled desperately, so much so that Lu Jin almost dropped him.

However, he was still a step too short. Enraged, Lu Jin dragged his head and rubbed it along the stone wall.

Flesh and blood were instantly blurred, stones were smashed like tofu, half of Li Muxuan's face was almost completely disfigured, his fierce eyes were filled with hatred, and his vitality did not weaken, but instead surged with each roar.

With the full force of the drug, the demonic Li Muxuan lost control once again, his heart pounding wildly, like a fully loaded powder keg about to explode.

He gripped Lu Jin's wrist with one hand, and while clashing their strength, he planted his feet firmly, crushing the rocks and soil, and slowly came to a stop.

"boom!!!"

A heavy punch came crashing down, carrying a strong aura of death. Lu Jin raised his hand to block, but was knocked back dozens of meters.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Li Muxuan gasped for breath, his body drenched in blood and sweat, looking utterly exhausted, yet he continued to grin maliciously.

Lu Jin had no reservations. He took a deep breath, regulating his fluctuating blood and qi. In the instant his body relaxed, his strength slowly rose, quietly breaking through the bottleneck.

In his more than twenty years of life, he had never been so filled with murderous intent.

His eyes were as cold as a butcher who had killed without hesitation. He even abandoned the methods of Qi transformation, wanting only to smash every inch of this bastard's flesh and blood with each punch.

The voices and faces of his former teachers and fellow disciples reappeared in his mind. Lu Jin was furious, veins bulging on his handsome face, and the strength gathered in his fingers was even greater.

"call out!"

"call out!"

The two, poised and ready, were like wild beasts in the jungle, about to engage in a final, bloody battle.

"die--!"

Lu Jin's roar echoed through the mountains and forests. He did not resort to tricks, but fought with all his might, placing the outcome on his right hand. His fist imprint was like a dragon, and his energy surged as he smashed towards Li Muxuan's fist.

"boom!"

There was no time for a stalemate. A furious punch shattered Li Muxuan's finger bones into dust, his skin and flesh exploded like firecrackers, and his body could not withstand the force, causing him to stagger backward dozens of meters.

He staggered, coughed up blood, the effects of the medicine were waning, and his strength and vitality were almost completely exhausted. He could no longer hold on, and his vision blurred.

Thick blood dripped onto the ground. He couldn't see his surroundings clearly, only hearing a whooshing sound approaching. He tried to raise his hand to resist but was too weak to move. His body was as withered as an old man on his deathbed, his breath barely a whisper.

Immediately afterwards, Li Muxuan vaguely sensed the world spinning around him, and he was thrown to the ground.

"boom!!!"

The fist imprints were dense and fell one after another.

My eye is broken...

The facial bone is broken...

Even the skull couldn't withstand it...

How could I lose to him...?

Absurd...unwilling...regretful...

Why should I...?

Before his consciousness faded, Li Muxuan was numb and exhausted. He could not hear his heartbeat. His body felt like it was falling into a deep lake, surrounded by cold and darkness, until it vanished into nothingness.

Lu Jin, who had suppressed the source of the disaster on the ground, continued to throw punches without showing any signs of exhaustion, blasting Li Muxuan's upper body, along with the mountain rocks, into a rotten pool of blood.

"Boom!!!"

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed across the sky, creating a tense atmosphere, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Tears streamed down Lu Jin's cheeks. His body trembled slightly, and the pent-up hatred burst forth like a flood, causing him to choke up.

The harsh reality was before him: even if he killed his enemies, his revered master and his deceased fellow disciples would not be able to come back to life.

His heart was breaking, and he wept uncontrollably.

Jiang Mo turned to look at the Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing not far away, his gaze sweeping over the mountain paths and rocks. He then clasped his hands in a salute to the righteous sects who had come to help him, saying, "Thank you, everyone."