The flaming fire melted the sun, illuminating all directions with radiant brilliance, without distinction of strength or weakness. The blade’s momentum was heavy, as if all power had condensed at its tip, forming a terrifying black vortex resembling a needle point. Then the two forces collided midair!
Boom!
The mountains quaked, birds in flight plummeted from the sky, and the roars of wild beasts abruptly ceased as if severed by a cliff’s edge. A dazzling white radiance rapidly expanded, flooding the vision of Zhen Yong, the Blood Infant Venerable, and Han Shi, the Skeletal Demon Lord. Within its reach, the mountains crumbled like flour—first shattering, then dissolving entirely into dust!
Scorching heat spread like a violent wind. Distant forests instantly turned to charcoal. Outer-scenario experts stationed farther away hastily retreated, some with hair already ablaze, others with skin burned black.
Zhen Yong manifested a dharma-body resembling a smiling, skinless blood-colored infant. His form became a blood shadow, depicting a crimson sea, struggling to resist the scorching heatwave, terrifying impact, and the blazing white light imbued with terrifying power.
The white brilliance spread rapidly, boiling and vaporizing the blood sea, tearing it apart. The blood-colored infant wailed, its “muscles” without skin turning charred. Zhen Yong appeared extremely battered.
Han Shi fared slightly better, but even his yellowish-white bones bore signs of burning. The icy, deathly cold intent that usually killed on contact wavered and dissipated within the overwhelming yang heat.
Though the Star River Burial, derived from Primordial Unity and the Dao spreading throughout the universe, wasn’t originally an area attack, its uncontrollable explosive power rendered it equivalent to one. Zhen Yong and Han Shi, unable to rescue anyone, lost track of Meng Qi and the Farewell Matron.
Within the blinding whiteness, faint silvery light soared, but the second layer of the Star River Burial had already descended.
Boom!
Many outer-scenario experts temporarily lost their hearing. Near the cave dwelling, an area ten miles in diameter was flattened into level ground!
As the brilliance faded and the heat dissipated, a black-robed figure flew forth—it was indeed the Farewell Matron. She wielded a silver hook, her eyes hollow and vacant.
Zhen Yong felt a surge of hope, intending to rush over for assistance. Only with the combined strength of three could they hope to withstand this demonic force!
A sudden gust of wind blew past, and the Farewell Matron abruptly disintegrated, like a statue made of sand collapsing at the smallest muscle movement!
Within an instant, she vanished from this world, leaving only a slightly damaged silver hook and a storage bag containing two similarly powerful heavenly treasures floating in the air. Everything else turned to ash.
Even with her life-preserving secret techniques, surrounded by the Star River Burial, every attempt to evade or maneuver proved futile. Though she barely managed to break free, she was already a corpse.
The Farewell Matron, who had long dominated the region near the Snake Mountain, perished!
The battle had lasted only a few moves when Meng Qi’s Heaven-Imitating Technique had not yet expired. He loomed high above Zhen Yong, his gaze devoid of any emotion, as if a god or demon observing mortals.
Zhen Yong involuntarily shivered, his mind suddenly flashing a name—the uniquely shaped long blade, the boundless power of the technique, the awe-inspiring aura. In today’s world, there was only one person who fit.
He blurted out:
“Kuang Dao Su Meng!”
As an elite of the Blood Robe Sect, Zhen Yong paid close attention to the top experts of the Great Jin, Northern Zhou, the Western Regions, and the grasslands, unlike other outer-scenario experts from the Southern Wilderness who remained isolated from news. After all, the Blood Robe Sect also harbored ambitions for dominion over the world. Thus, he immediately recognized Meng Qi, who no longer concealed his identity.
Rising in one step, bearing four tribulations, the first since the Human Emperor…
Just entering the outer-scenario realm, he rode alone for thousands of miles, slaying the seasoned expert Ze Luo Ju at the residence of the Crying Old Man…
Among the dharma-body experts, he “forcefully” seized the general outline of the Tathagata’s Palm…
In Jiangdong Langya, he faced many opponents alone, slaying top Blue-Blood experts and ordinary outer-scenario warriors as easily as picking things from a pocket…
Armed with a broken divine weapon, he repelled the Holy Envoy of the Luo Sect…
A madman pursued relentlessly by the Su Nu Sect and the Heaven-Annihilation Gate across the world, yet emerged unscathed…
Fragments of news about Meng Qi flashed through his mind in an instant. This was a terrifying opponent nearly invincible among peers, a monstrous freak blessed with immense fortune and countless treasures!
It was said that his broken divine weapon could still be used once after that battle!
As if guessing Zhen Yong’s thoughts, Meng Qi, no longer concealing his strength in this critical moment, produced an object—deep black in color, covered in cracks, exuding red mist, and emitting the sound of flowing water.
Though its aura remained restrained, it quickly matched what Zhen Yong knew.
That broken divine weapon! Zhen Yong’s soul seemed to flee, his spirit momentarily stunned.
At this moment, he saw Meng Qi preparing to transform the weapon into a sword strike aimed at Han Shi, while he himself, with two heads and four arms, wielding both blade and sword, launched a full-force attack against him!
Even without the divine weapon, Meng Qi’s own strength was terrifying. In just two or three moves, the Farewell Matron had perished utterly. Zhen Yong himself had only a slight advantage over her, perhaps lasting a bit longer. Moreover, even if Han Shi avoided a direct hit from the divine weapon, his remaining combat effectiveness was questionable!
Most importantly, Su Meng was said to cultivate a supreme physical cultivation technique from the Buddhist sect, immune to the blood shadows and blood infant techniques of an equal opponent!
In an instant, Zhen Yong transformed into a streak of blood light, rushing skyward in panicked flight!
Seeing Zhen Yong fleeing in terror, Han Shi immediately sensed danger. The unfamiliar outer-scenario expert before him was undoubtedly terrifying, his reputation surely resounding in the Southern Wilderness. The small flag in his hand was definitely no ordinary object!
With the main force retreating, Han Shi also lost his fighting spirit, no longer fearing severe punishment for not risking his life in battle. After all, if the Ten Thousand Insect Venerable became enraged, Zhen Yong and the deceased Farewell Matron would bear the brunt.
Unwilling to take risks, he transformed into a streak of black mist, fleeing into the distance.
A mocking smile appeared on Meng Qi’s lips. He waved his hand, and the “Xuan Water Subduing Demon Flag” reverted to a single hair, extending and growing to retrieve the silver hook and heavenly treasures.
Relying on outsiders’ ignorance of the flag’s destruction and using the Farewell Matron as a warning example, Meng Qi shattered Zhen Yong’s supposedly impregnable encirclement within two or three breaths.
I’m not incapable of deception either!
As Meng Qi’s Heaven-Imitating Technique ended, he surveyed the surroundings. The experts sealing the perimeter instinctively shivered, thoughts of escape arising. Meanwhile, Song Bingde and Xiao Ru watched in stunned disbelief, completely unprepared for such a swift and effortless victory!
Far more than rescuing people from peril—it was as if he had swept away the entire encirclement in one fell swoop!
Was he truly the “Kuang Dao” Su Meng?
Indeed, reputation pales beside reality!
At that moment, a beastly roar split the heavens and earth, and an outer-scenario expert, overjoyed, cried out: “Beast God!”
A figure surged forward like half a pagoda, his shaven head bearing clear precept scars, his eyes fierce and ruthless—like a monk who had just betrayed the Buddhist faith. Behind him followed a monstrous beast with a dragon’s head and a bear’s body, radiating a savage and terrifying presence that momentarily diluted the primal energy between heaven and earth, making the principles of cultivation elusive.
This was a master-level savage beast!
Xiao Ru’s face changed dramatically as she recognized the newcomer’s identity—the Beast God, who roamed the Southern Wilderness!
South of the Southern Wastelands, it was said there lay vast territories where Buddhism originated. The founder of Shaolin, Bodhidharma, was also born there, though later generations in the Central Plains classified the region as part of the Southern Wastelands.
By now, Buddhism had declined in those lands, with other sects rising to dominance. The Beast God was originally a Buddhist disciple who had been exiled to the wild mountains. Later, through a stroke of fortune, he tamed a savage beast—a dragon-bear—and grew alongside it. Endowed with extraordinary talent, the beast now possessed strength equivalent to a grandmaster-level warrior. However, due to its limited intelligence, it struggled to achieve human transformation.
It was precisely because of this primordial beast that the Buddhist disciple earned the title of Beast God. Influenced by the primordial beast through their spiritual connection, his temperament grew increasingly cruel, leading him to forsake Buddhism. Now, he wielded the power of the sixth heavenly realm.
Though the Beast God’s cultivation technique wasn’t particularly outstanding, his possession of a pet made all the difference. Together, man and beast were renowned throughout the Southern Wilderness, far surpassing figures like the Farewell Matron, Golden Blade Silver Sword, and Han Shi.
Throughout the entire Southern Wilderness, including the Blood Robe Sect, there were scarcely more than ten experts at the master level or higher. Below them, the Beast God, the Barbarian Ancestor, Lady Peach Blossom, and the Hundred Ghost Evil God stood as the most formidable figures. In other words, the Beast God ranked among the top fifteen strongest beings in the Southern Wilderness!
With such a figure arriving timely, how could the outer-scenario experts sealing the area not feel exhilarated? How could Song Bingde and Xiao Ru not feel disheartened?
Meanwhile, Meng Qi had just concluded a battle. Unless he employed the Tianxin Woyi Method, he couldn’t use Heaven-Imitating or Dual-Headed Quadruple-Armed techniques again in the short term. His enemies, however, were far stronger than before.
Yet Meng Qi’s expression remained calm. In an instant, he actively charged forward, choosing to confront them head-on!
Flaming Stream shot forth, splitting into hundreds of sword beams, all striking a single point with equal strength, targeting the Beast God directly.
The Beast God sneered, retreating into the air as the dragon-bear roared, exhaling green flames and swinging a colossal paw capable of shattering mountains.
Meng Qi twisted his body, dodging the attack. His right hand silently unleashed “Heaven’s Wound,” appearing stealthily beside the dragon-bear like a mysterious thunderclap.
Silently, the thunderclap exploded, like an inseparable curse, continuously surrounding the dragon-bear.
Indeed, the dragon-bear possessed low intelligence. Facing attacks like “Thunder Corrosion,” it struggled to react. But it still had its companion—the Beast God!
The Beast God’s right palm expanded, its fingers slightly curved like a roof as it came crashing down. The palm transformed into glazed glass, tinged with blood—a corrupted version of the Southern Wilderness Buddhist sect’s secret technique, the “Vajra Lotus Palm.”
Meng Qi tilted his body, not dodging. His long blade surged forth, concentrating all power into one point—Primordial Unity!
Bang!
The Beast God struck Meng Qi’s back, tearing through his garments. Yet beneath, a faint golden radiance shimmered, leaving only a shallow palm imprint without causing any injury!
Boom!
Taking advantage of the dragon-bear’s entanglement with the thunderclaps, Meng Qi’s Primordial Unity directly struck it. Even with its thick hide, the beast cried out in pain, fur falling away, flesh vanishing.
The Beast God was astonished and once again unleashed the Vajra Lotus Palm. This time, his target was Meng Qi’s head.
Bang! Boom!
Meng Qi met the palm with his head, again using Primordial Unity to strike the dragon-bear, causing it to howl in agony!
Expressionless, Meng Qi struck blow after blow, driving the dragon-bear backward in panic, entangled by thunderclaps. Meanwhile, the Beast God was like a futile mosquito—his palm techniques and secret treasures constantly “biting” Meng Qi, yet achieving nothing. Attempting to strike Meng Qi’s forehead, he was abruptly diverted by Flaming Stream toward other body parts.
Blow after blow, Meng Qi’s blood boiled as he roared: “Open!”
His blade paused, then erupted through the void, dazzling and terrifying, cleaving chaos, separating yin and yang, striking directly at the dragon-bear!
Bang!
With a scream of pain, the dragon-bear finally collapsed, flying backward. Its influence over the surrounding world could no longer affect Meng Qi. A deep blood gash appeared from its forehead to lower abdomen. Were it not for the beast’s formidable physique, it would have been split in two.
After sending the dragon-bear flying, Meng Qi suddenly turned, facing the Beast God attempting another palm strike. A smirk curled his lips:
“Finished yet?”
The Beast God’s pupils constricted to needle points. He immediately activated a life-saving talisman, fleeing underground!
Meng Qi originally intended to capture him, but the thick-skinned dragon-bear recovered and pursued. Thus, he abandoned the idea.
Against a master-level enemy with obvious weaknesses, when had he ever felt fear!
Surveying the surroundings again, Meng Qi declared loudly: “Who else dares come?”
For a moment, the mountains fell silent. Many outer-scenario experts hid deeper, their sole thought:
Once there was Sword God Nameless; now there is Blade King Su Meng!
Not yet a master, yet nearly rivaling the Southern Wilderness’ top ten!
With a wave of his hand, Meng Qi leisurely flew off with Song Bingde and Xiao Ru skimming the mountain ridges. Around them reigned silence, without the slightest stir!
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