The nuclear-powered protective shield was once considered an important product for the Imperial Army’s modernization when it was first introduced. However, it was later discovered that the armor’s defensive capability was too effective, potentially rendering a large number of offensive weapons useless. To prevent the leakage of such high-tech products, the Empire only manufactured a hundred units. Apart from the Imperial Commander and the Senate, only a few families with remarkable battle achievements were granted a few units.
Wang Tao was truly the cherished treasure of the Wang family. Not only did he obtain the Wang family’s ancestral sword, but he was even equipped with such a rare protective shield.
Now the biggest trouble lies with Yang Hao. He was genuinely startled by Mingyuan Shi’s words and turned his head to look. Mingyuan Shi, this strange woman, was actually frantically winding coils around herself, completely ignoring the desperate Yang Hao.
Yang Hao was furious in his heart. At a time like this, she didn’t even care about his situation and instead did something so pointless. Just as his mind wandered, Wang Tao attacked again with his sword. This time, he really was wielding a sword.
Because the sword in his hand had been exchanged for an extremely heavy greatsword. This sword certainly didn’t belong to Wang Tao originally; he had turned back to charge into the Royal Guards’ formation just to seize this greatsword. This sword originally belonged to a two-meter-tall, bear-like swordsman from the Royal Guards. The entire sword was over a meter long, nearly forty centimeters wide, without a blade, specifically designed to crush enemies with brute force. Yang Hao had previously thought that this wasn’t even a sword at all, but rather a thick slab of iron that could kill someone with just a single smash.
But who could have guessed that this thick piece of iron would become Yang Hao’s death sentence.
Wang Tao now disregarded sword techniques altogether, merely using brute strength to swing the greatsword and smash it heavily onto Yang Hao. With a loud clang, Yang Hao was flung over ten meters away, landing hard on his bottom. The pain was something only he could understand.
Although Wang Tao was despicable, he was indeed an experienced warrior from countless battles. As soon as he saw that Yang Hao was impervious to blades and bullets, he realized that Yang Hao’s skin had merely hardened, while his internal organs remained unchanged. Therefore, he used this greatsword to strike Yang Hao’s body repeatedly. Although these attacks couldn’t cause immediate damage, they caused violent internal shocks, making Yang Hao suffer greatly.
After several heavy blows, Yang Hao really began to struggle. The blood he spat out could practically be drunk like tea. Hun Yuan Zi was also shaken up badly inside him. This was the first time the two of them had endured such hardship. What was most tragic was that the nuclear-powered protective shield on Wang Tao’s body was extremely powerful. Yang Hao tried several times to counterattack, but no matter which sword technique he used, it was reflected back, almost turning against himself.
“Damn it! Damn it!” Hun Yuan Zi roared, “Can’t our Dan Ding dual cultivation sect defeat him?”
“Reality proves that I’m about to die,” Yang Hao, lying on the ground, didn’t even want to get up. “You idiot master, don’t you have any emergency teaching?”
“You teach me then!” Hun Yuan Zi snapped, “My head is spinning, how can I teach anything?”
When the nuclear kinetic energy protective shield was first introduced, it was considered a crucial product for the modernization of the Imperial Army. However, it was soon discovered that the effectiveness of this protective gear was so remarkable that it could render a vast array of offensive weapons useless. To prevent the leakage of such high-tech equipment, the Empire produced only a hundred units. Apart from the Imperial Commander and the Senate, only a few distinguished families with outstanding military achievements were granted a handful of these shields.
Wang Tao was truly the apple of the Wang family’s eye—not only did he inherit the family’s ancestral sword, but he was also equipped with such a precious protective shield.
Now, the biggest trouble lay with Yang Hao. He was startled by Shi Ming’ai’s words and turned to look at her. To his surprise, the eccentric woman was frantically wrapping coils around herself, completely ignoring Yang Hao in his dire situation.
Yang Hao was furious. *What kind of nonsense is this?* he thought. *At a time like this, she’s not even concerned about me and is instead doing something so pointless.* Just as he was distracted, Wang Tao charged at him again—this time, truly wielding a sword.
Because the sword in his hand had been replaced with an incredibly massive greatsword. This sword certainly didn’t belong to Wang Tao. Earlier, when he had turned and charged into the ranks of the Imperial Guards, it was precisely to seize this weapon. Originally wielded by a towering, bear-like warrior from the Imperial Guard—standing over two meters tall—the sword was more than a meter long and nearly forty centimeters wide, with no sharp edge, relying solely on brute force to crush opponents. When Yang Hao first saw it, he thought, *This isn’t a sword—it’s just a thick slab of iron meant to bludgeon people to death.*
But who would have guessed that this slab of iron would become Yang Hao’s death warrant?
Wang Tao no longer cared about swordplay. Instead, he relied on sheer strength, swinging the greatsword with all his might and smashing it down onto Yang Hao. With a deafening *clang*, Yang Hao was sent flying over ten meters before crashing to the ground. The pain was something only he could truly understand.
Though Wang Tao was despicable, he was a seasoned veteran with extensive battlefield experience. The moment he saw that Yang Hao was impervious to blades and spears, he realized that only Yang Hao’s skin had hardened—his internal organs remained unchanged. So, he used the greatsword to repeatedly batter Yang Hao’s body. While it couldn’t cause immediate harm, the violent concussive force wreaked havoc on Yang Hao’s internal organs, subjecting him to unbearable agony.
After enduring several heavy blows in succession, Yang Hao was truly at his limit. The blood he coughed up could practically fill a teacup. Even Hunyuanzi inside him was rattled to the point of dizziness. This was the first time either of them had suffered such torment. The most tragic part was that Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy protective shield was simply too formidable. Every time Yang Hao tried to counterattack, no matter what sword technique he used, the force was reflected back, nearly harming him instead.
*”Damn it! Damn it!”* Hunyuanzi roared. *”How can my Alchemy and Sword Dual Cultivation Sect lose to this guy?”*
“The facts prove I’m about to die,” Yang Hao groaned, lying on the ground, too weak to get up. “You idiot master, hurry up and teach me something to save my life!”
*”You teach me!”* Hunyuanzi snapped. *”My head’s spinning from the impact—how the hell am I supposed to teach you anything?”*
“Fine! I’ll fight him to the death!” Yang Hao suddenly found a surge of energy from somewhere, filling him with determination. He grabbed a handful of Fire Rong Pills from his alchemy pouch and swallowed them in one gulp.
*”You’re eating so many? These aren’t peanuts!”* Hunyuanzi foresaw that something terrible was about to happen.
Sure enough, inside Yang Hao’s body, it was as if an engine had ignited. Flames of true energy erupted violently, surging wildly through his meridians and even bursting out from his nostrils and ears, making him look like a terrifying fire god.
Yang Hao let out a bizarre howl, charging at Wang Tao with flames spewing from his mouth. His appearance was indeed horrifying, but Wang Tao wasn’t someone who scared easily. Without hesitation, he swung the greatsword, striking Yang Hao in the stomach and sending him flying into the air.
Wang Tao smirked in triumph, but little did he know—this was exactly what Yang Hao wanted. As Yang Hao soared into the sky, his entire body transformed into a massive fireball, resembling a second sun as it descended with overwhelming force.
This was Yang Hao’s final move. After gorging on Fire Rong Pills, he unleashed the *Slashing Technique*, the same move that had previously defeated Jin De. Now, he was using it against Wang Tao.
Wang Tao felt a shiver of fear. Instinctively, he raised the greatsword to block, but how could a mere sword withstand the *Slashing Technique*, meticulously refined by the Alchemy and Sword Dual Cultivation Sect? Without any resistance, the greatsword was cleaved in two. Yang Hao intended to use this unstoppable technique to break through Wang Tao’s defenses.
But just like a meteor colliding with the earth—though the ground may tremble, it will never truly shatter. Wang Tao was smashed deep into the ground by the overwhelming force, yet his nuclear kinetic energy protective shield remained completely intact, merely flickering with a few electric arcs on its surface.
Yang Hao, however, suffered terribly. He was sent flying backward, spewing blood midair—it seemed he had coughed up every last drop. If he had high blood pressure, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about excess blood anymore. The *Slashing Technique* was an immensely domineering force. Even though its power was slightly weakened after being reflected by the shield, the backlash that struck Yang Hao still felt like being hurled from space onto the ground—an indescribable, bone-shattering impact.
Yang Hao crashed more than ten meters away, collapsing weakly. When he tried to lift his sword again, he found he had no strength left. All his true energy had been exhausted in that final *Slashing Technique*. Though he had managed to break Wang Tao’s greatsword, he was now completely incapable of launching another attack.
Yet, despite his pitiful state, Yang Hao sat on the ground and burst into laughter, making others wonder if he had some sinister trick up his sleeve.
*”What the hell are you laughing at?”* Wang Tao crawled out of the crater, covered in dust, and angrily tossed aside the broken greatsword. *”You’re about to die, and you’re still laughing?”*
“Give it a rest,” Yang Hao said, completely unfazed. He pulled out another handful of Fire Rong Pills from his alchemy pouch and started munching on them like peanuts. He had just discovered that these unbearably spicy pills tasted surprisingly good—like spicy peanuts—and made for an excellent snack. Between bites, he continued, “I can’t do anything to you right now, but you don’t have your greatsword anymore. We’re like two stone statues—you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you. Let’s call it a draw.”
Yang Hao’s words were spot-on. His body was coated in Frost Iron Muscle Ointment, making him impervious to blades, while Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy shield was even more formidable—no one could harm him. So, the two of them had effectively become unkillable cockroaches—true survivors.
“Eat so many? They’re not peanuts!” Hun Yuan Zi anticipated something unfortunate about to happen.
Sure enough, inside Yang Hao’s body, it was as if an engine had ignited, roaring with bursts of true fire. These flames darted wildly, even emerging from Yang Hao’s nostrils and ears, making him look terrifying, like a fire god.
Roaring wildly, Yang Hao charged at Wang Tao spewing flames from his mouth. This sight was indeed frightening, but Wang Tao wasn’t easily intimidated. Without hesitation, he swung the greatsword, landing a blow on Yang Hao’s stomach, sending him flying into the sky.
Wang Tao felt proud in his heart, but he had no idea that this was exactly what Yang Hao wanted. After soaring into the sky, Yang Hao transformed mid-air into a giant fireball, descending with the might of a second sun.
This was Yang Hao’s last move. After consuming large amounts of Fire Rong Pills, he activated the “Zhan” (Slash) technique. Previously, this move had defeated Jin De, and now he would use it against Wang Tao.
Wang Tao felt a bit fearful in his heart. Instinctively, he blocked with the greatsword, but how could a greatsword stop the refined “Zhan” technique of the Dan Ding dual cultivation sect? Without any hindrance, the flame cleaved the sword in half. Yang Hao aimed to use the unstoppable “Zhan” technique to break through Wang Tao’s defense.
But just like a meteor colliding with the ground, the ground might tremble, but it would never completely collapse. Wang Tao was forcefully smashed into the ground by the immense force. However, his nuclear-powered protective shield remained unscathed, its only reaction being some electric arcs flickering on its surface.
When the nuclear kinetic energy shield was first introduced, it was hailed as a crucial upgrade for the Imperial Army. However, it was soon discovered that its effectiveness was so overwhelming that it could render a vast array of offensive weapons obsolete. To prevent such high-tech equipment from falling into enemy hands, the Empire produced only a hundred units. Apart from the Imperial Commander and the Senate, only a few distinguished military families were granted a handful of these shields.
Wang Tao was truly the apple of the Wang family’s eye—not only did he inherit the family’s ancestral sword, but he was also equipped with this incredibly rare shield.
Now, the biggest problem lay with Yang Hao. He was startled by Shi Ming’ai’s words and turned to look at her. To his astonishment, the eccentric woman was frantically wrapping coils around herself, completely ignoring Yang Hao’s perilous situation.
Yang Hao was furious. *What kind of nonsense is this? Instead of helping, she’s doing something utterly pointless!* Just as he was distracted, Wang Tao charged at him again—this time, wielding a sword.
But it wasn’t just any sword. Wang Tao had abandoned his previous weapon and seized an enormous, unwieldy greatsword from the Imperial Guards. Originally wielded by a towering, bear-like warrior standing over two meters tall, the sword was more than a meter long and nearly half a meter wide—blunt-edged, designed purely for brute-force smashing. When Yang Hao first saw it, he thought, *This isn’t a sword—it’s just a slab of iron meant to crush people!*
Yet now, that very slab of iron had become Yang Hao’s death warrant.
Wang Tao abandoned all finesse, relying solely on raw strength to swing the greatsword and slam it into Yang Hao. With a deafening *clang*, Yang Hao was sent flying over ten meters before crashing to the ground. The pain was indescribable.
Though despicable, Wang Tao was a seasoned warrior. The moment he realized Yang Hao’s skin had become impervious to blades, he deduced that only the exterior had hardened—his internal organs remained vulnerable. So, he relentlessly hammered Yang Hao with the greatsword. While the strikes couldn’t immediately break through, the sheer force sent violent shockwaves through Yang Hao’s body, wreaking havoc on his organs.
After enduring several brutal blows, Yang Hao was on the verge of collapse, coughing up enough blood to fill a teacup. Even Hunyuanzi, the spirit residing within him, was rattled senseless. This was the first time either of them had suffered such torment. To make matters worse, Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy shield was impenetrable—every counterattack Yang Hao attempted was reflected back, nearly harming himself instead.
*”Damn it! Damn it!”* Hunyuanzi roared. *”How can my Dual Cultivation Sect of the Alchemy Cauldron lose to this guy?”*
“The facts suggest I’m about to die,” Yang Hao groaned, sprawled on the ground. *”You useless master, can’t you teach me something to save my skin?”*
*”You teach me!”* Hunyuanzi snapped. *”My head’s spinning—how am I supposed to think straight?”*
*”Screw it! I’ll fight him to the death!”* A surge of adrenaline fueled Yang Hao as he grabbed a handful of Fire Rong Pills from his alchemy pouch and swallowed them whole.
*”That’s way too many! These aren’t peanuts!”* Hunyuanzi warned, sensing disaster.
Sure enough, Yang Hao’s body ignited like an engine, flames erupting wildly within him. Fire spewed from his nostrils and ears, transforming him into a terrifying, fire-wreathed demon.
With a furious roar, Yang Hao charged at Wang Tao, spewing flames from his mouth. The sight was horrifying, but Wang Tao wasn’t one to be intimidated. Without hesitation, he swung the greatsword, sending Yang Hao soaring into the air with a single strike to the gut.
Wang Tao smirked in triumph—but little did he know, this was exactly what Yang Hao wanted. Midair, Yang Hao transformed into a blazing meteor, descending like a second sun with overwhelming force.
This was Yang Hao’s final gambit. After overdosing on Fire Rong Pills, he unleashed the *Slashing Technique*, the same move that had defeated Jin De. Now, it was Wang Tao’s turn.
Fear flickered in Wang Tao’s heart. Instinctively, he raised the greatsword to block—but how could mere steel withstand the refined power of the Dual Cultivation Sect’s *Slashing Technique*? The blade split cleanly in two as the fiery slash continued unimpeded. Yang Hao aimed to shatter Wang Tao’s defenses with unstoppable force.
Yet, like a meteor striking the earth, while the ground trembles, it never truly collapses. Wang Tao was driven deep into the earth by the impact, but his nuclear kinetic energy shield remained intact, merely crackling with faint arcs of electricity.
Yang Hao, however, fared far worse. He was blasted backward, painting the sky with a spray of blood—he had coughed up everything he had. The *Slashing Technique* was devastating enough, but even its reflected remnants struck Yang Hao like a fall from space, leaving him utterly shattered.
He crashed ten meters away, too weak to even lift his sword. All his energy had been spent in that final attack. Though he had broken Wang Tao’s greatsword, he had nothing left to fight with.
Yet, battered as he was, Yang Hao sat on the ground and burst into laughter, making everyone wonder if he had some trick up his sleeve.
*”What’s so funny?”* Wang Tao snarled, crawling out of the crater, covered in dirt. He tossed aside the broken greatsword. *”You’re about to die, and you’re laughing?”*
*”Oh, come on,”* Yang Hao said, unfazed. He pulled out another handful of Fire Rong Pills and popped them like snacks. *”I can’t touch you, but you’ve lost your sword. We’re just two immovable statues now—you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you. Let’s call it a draw.”*
He wasn’t wrong. Coated in Ice-Skin Iron Hardening Ointment, Yang Hao was practically invulnerable to blades, while Wang Tao’s nuclear shield made him untouchable. They had both become unkillable cockroaches—true survivors.
Flying over ten meters away, Yang Hao fell to the ground in a battered state. When he tried to raise his sword again, he found he had no strength left. All his internal energy had been exhausted in that “Zhan” technique. Although he had managed to break Wang Tao’s greatsword, he was now completely incapable of launching another attack.
Despite his battered condition, Yang Hao sat on the ground laughing heartily, making others suspect he had some hidden scheme.
“What the hell are you laughing at?” Wang Tao, also covered in dirt and soot, climbed out of the large crater, angrily discarding the broken pieces of his greatsword. “You’re about to die, and you’re still laughing?”
When the nuclear kinetic energy shield first appeared, it was considered a crucial product for the Imperial Army’s modernization. However, it was soon discovered that this protective gear was far too effective—so much so that it could render a vast array of offensive weapons useless. To prevent such high-tech equipment from leaking, the Empire produced only a hundred units. Apart from the Imperial Commander and the Senate, only a few distinguished military families were granted a handful of these shields.
Wang Tao was truly the apple of the Wang family’s eye—not only did he inherit the family’s ancestral sword, but he was even equipped with such a rare and precious shield.
Now, the biggest trouble lay with Yang Hao. He was also startled by Shi Ming’ai’s words and turned to look at her. To his bewilderment, the eccentric woman was frantically wrapping coils around her own body, completely ignoring Yang Hao’s dire situation.
Yang Hao was furious. *What kind of nonsense is this?* he thought. *At a time like this, she’s doing something so pointless instead of helping?* But before he could dwell on it, Wang Tao was already charging at him—this time, with a sword in hand.
And not just any sword—it was an enormous, super-heavy greatsword. This definitely wasn’t Wang Tao’s original weapon. Earlier, he had turned and plunged into the ranks of the Imperial Guards just to seize this massive blade. Originally wielded by a two-meter-tall, bear-like warrior from the Royal Guard, the sword was over a meter long and nearly half a meter wide, with no sharp edges—it relied purely on brute force to crush opponents. When Yang Hao first saw it, he thought, *This isn’t a sword—it’s just a thick slab of iron meant to smash people to death.*
But who would have thought this very slab of iron would become Yang Hao’s death warrant?
Wang Tao didn’t bother with swordsmanship now—he simply relied on raw strength, swinging the greatsword with all his might and slamming it into Yang Hao. With a deafening **CLANG**, Yang Hao was sent flying over ten meters before crashing onto the ground. The pain was something only he could truly understand.
Though Wang Tao was despicable, he was a seasoned veteran with sharp instincts. The moment he saw that Yang Hao was impervious to blades, he realized that only Yang Hao’s skin had hardened—his internal organs remained vulnerable. So, he used the greatsword to repeatedly smash into Yang Hao’s body. While it didn’t cause immediate external damage, the violent concussive force wreaked havoc on Yang Hao’s insides, subjecting him to unbearable agony.
After enduring several heavy blows, Yang Hao was on the verge of collapse. The blood he coughed up could have filled a teacup. Even Hunyuanzi, inside his body, was rattled senseless. This was the first time either of them had suffered such torment. The worst part? Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy shield was simply too powerful. Every time Yang Hao tried to counterattack, no matter what sword technique he used, the force was reflected back—nearly harming himself in the process.
**”Damn it! Damn it!”** Hunyuanzi roared. **”How can my Dual Cultivation Sect of Alchemy and Sword be defeated by this bastard?”**
**”The facts prove I’m about to die,”** Yang Hao groaned, sprawled on the ground, too weak to get up. **”You idiot master, hurry up and teach me something to save my life!”**
**”You teach me!”** Hunyuanzi snapped. **”My brain’s been shaken to mush—how the hell am I supposed to teach you anything?”**
**”Screw it! I’ll fight him to the death!”** Yang Hao suddenly found a surge of energy from somewhere. He grabbed a handful of **Fire Rong Pills** from his alchemy pouch and swallowed them in one gulp.
**”That’s way too many! These aren’t peanuts!”** Hunyuanzi foresaw disaster looming.
Sure enough, Yang Hao’s body ignited like an engine, roaring with bursts of true fire that rampaged wildly inside him. Flames even shot out from his nostrils and ears, making him look like a terrifying fire god.
With a wild howl, Yang Hao charged at Wang Tao, spewing flames from his mouth. The sight was indeed horrifying, but Wang Tao wasn’t one to be easily intimidated. Without hesitation, he swung the greatsword again, smashing Yang Hao in the stomach and sending him soaring into the sky.
Wang Tao smirked in triumph—but little did he know, this was exactly what Yang Hao wanted. Midair, Yang Hao transformed into a massive fireball, blazing like a second sun as he plummeted down with overwhelming force.
This was Yang Hao’s final gambit. After gorging on Fire Rong Pills, he unleashed the **Slash Technique**—the same move that had previously defeated Jin De—now aimed squarely at Wang Tao.
A flicker of fear crossed Wang Tao’s heart. Instinctively, he raised the greatsword to block—but how could a mere slab of iron withstand the refined Slash Technique of the Dual Cultivation Sect? Without any resistance, the greatsword was cleaved in two. Yang Hao sought to break through Wang Tao’s defenses with an unstoppable slash.
But just like a meteor colliding with the earth, while the ground may tremble, it never truly shatters. Wang Tao was hammered into the ground by the sheer force of the impact—yet his nuclear kinetic energy shield remained unscathed, merely crackling with a few harmless arcs of electricity.
Yang Hao, however, was in dire straits. He was sent flying backward, spewing a rain of blood midair—it seemed he had coughed up every last drop. If he had high blood pressure, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. The Slash Technique was an overwhelmingly brutal force—even after being weakened by the shield’s reflection, the backlash still felt like being hurled from space onto the ground. The sheer, bone-shaking impact was indescribable.
Yang Hao crashed over ten meters away, collapsing weakly. He tried to raise his sword, but his strength was completely spent. All his energy had been exhausted in that final Slash Technique. Though he had shattered Wang Tao’s greatsword, he no longer had the power to launch another attack.
Yet despite his pitiful state, Yang Hao sat on the ground and burst into laughter—so much so that others might suspect he had some sinister trick up his sleeve.
**”What the hell are you laughing at?”** Wang Tao growled, dust-covered as he crawled out of the crater. He angrily tossed aside the broken greatsword. **”You’re about to die, and you’re laughing?”**
**”Oh, shut up,”** Yang Hao retorted, completely unbothered. He pulled out another handful of Fire Rong Pills from his pouch and started munching on them like peanuts. He had discovered that these unbearably spicy pills tasted just like spicy peanuts—perfect as a snack. Between bites, he said, **”I can’t do anything to you right now, but you don’t have your big sword anymore. We’re like two stone Buddhas—you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you. Let’s call it a draw.”**
Yang Hao’s words were spot-on. His body was coated in **Ice-Skin Iron Hardening Ointment**, making him impervious to blades, while Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy shield was even more formidable—no one could harm him. So now, the two of them had effectively become unkillable cockroaches—true survivors.
When the nuclear kinetic energy shield was first introduced, it was hailed as a crucial upgrade for the Imperial Army. However, it was soon discovered that this protective gear was so effective that it could render a vast array of offensive weapons useless. To prevent the leakage of such high-tech equipment, the Empire produced only a hundred units, distributing them exclusively to the Imperial Commander, the Senate, and a few distinguished families with outstanding military achievements.
Wang Tao was truly the apple of the Wang family’s eye—not only did he inherit the family’s ancestral sword, but he was also equipped with this incredibly rare shield.
The biggest problem now lay with Yang Hao. He was startled by Shi Ming’ai’s words and turned to look at her. To his bewilderment, the eccentric woman was frantically wrapping coils around herself, completely ignoring Yang Hao’s dire situation.
Furious, Yang Hao thought, *What kind of time is this to be messing around instead of helping?* But before he could dwell on it, Wang Tao charged at him again—this time, with a sword.
Not just any sword—Wang Tao had swapped his weapon for an enormous, unwieldy greatsword. This wasn’t his original weapon; he had snatched it from a towering, bear-like royal guard who stood over two meters tall. The sword itself was over a meter long and nearly half a meter wide, with no sharp edge—it was designed purely for brute-force smashing. When Yang Hao first saw it, he thought, *This isn’t a sword, it’s just a slab of iron meant to crush people.*
But who would have guessed that this very slab of iron would become Yang Hao’s death warrant?
Wang Tao abandoned all finesse, relying solely on raw strength to swing the greatsword and smash it into Yang Hao. With a deafening *clang*, Yang Hao was sent flying over ten meters before crashing to the ground. The pain was indescribable—only he truly knew how it felt.
Though Wang Tao was despicable, he was a seasoned warrior with sharp instincts. The moment he realized Yang Hao’s skin had become impenetrable, he deduced that only the exterior had hardened—Yang Hao’s internal organs remained vulnerable. So, he relentlessly hammered Yang Hao with the greatsword. While the blows didn’t break his skin, the intense internal vibrations wreaked havoc on his organs, leaving him in excruciating pain.
After enduring several heavy strikes, Yang Hao was on the verge of collapse. He coughed up so much blood that it could have filled a teacup. Even Hunyuanzi, the spirit residing inside him, was rattled to the core. This was the first time either of them had suffered such torment. The worst part? Wang Tao’s nuclear kinetic energy shield was simply too powerful. Every time Yang Hao tried to counterattack, his strikes were reflected back, nearly harming himself instead.
“Damn it! Damn it!” Hunyuanzi roared. “Are we, the masters of the Dual Cultivation Sect, really going to lose to this guy?”
“The facts suggest I’m about to die,” Yang Hao groaned, sprawled on the ground. “You idiot master, can’t you teach me something useful in this crisis?”
“You teach *me*!” Hunyuanzi snapped. “My head’s spinning—how am I supposed to teach you anything?”
“Fine! I’ll fight him to the death!” Yang Hao suddenly found a surge of energy. He grabbed a handful of Fire Rong Pills from his alchemy pouch and swallowed them whole.
“Not so many! These aren’t peanuts!” Hunyuanzi warned, sensing impending disaster.
Sure enough, Yang Hao’s body ignited like an engine, with raging flames bursting from his pores—even his nostrils and ears spewed fire, making him look like a terrifying fire deity.
With a wild roar, Yang Hao charged at Wang Tao, flames spewing from his mouth. The sight was horrifying, but Wang Tao wasn’t one to be intimidated. Without hesitation, he swung the greatsword, sending Yang Hao flying into the air with a single strike.
Wang Tao smirked in triumph, unaware that this was exactly what Yang Hao wanted. Midair, Yang Hao transformed into a massive fireball, descending like a second sun with overwhelming force.
This was Yang Hao’s final gambit—after overdosing on Fire Rong Pills, he unleashed the *Slashing Technique*, the same move that had defeated Jin De. Now, it was Wang Tao’s turn.
Fear flickered in Wang Tao’s heart. Instinctively, he raised the greatsword to block, but how could mere steel withstand the refined *Slashing Technique* of the Dual Cultivation Sect? The blade was cleaved in two without resistance. Yang Hao aimed to shatter Wang Tao’s defenses with this unstoppable strike.
But like a meteor crashing into the earth, while the ground trembles, it never truly collapses. Wang Tao was driven deep into the ground by the sheer force, yet his nuclear kinetic energy shield remained intact, only emitting a few sparks on its surface.
Yang Hao, however, was sent flying backward, vomiting blood midair—he had practically emptied his entire bloodstream. The *Slashing Technique* was devastatingly powerful; even weakened by the shield’s reflection, the backlash hit Yang Hao like being hurled from space onto the ground. The impact was beyond words.
Yang Hao landed over ten meters away, collapsing weakly. He tried to raise his sword, but his strength was gone—all his energy had been exhausted in that final attack. Though he had shattered Wang Tao’s greatsword, he was now completely powerless to strike again.
Yet, despite his battered state, Yang Hao sat on the ground and burst into laughter, making others wonder if he had some trick up his sleeve.
“What’s so funny?” Wang Tao growled, crawling out of the crater, covered in dust. He angrily tossed aside the broken greatsword. “You’re about to die, and you’re laughing?”
“Give it a rest,” Yang Hao said nonchalantly, pulling out another handful of Fire Rong Pills and munching on them like snacks. He had discovered that these unbearably spicy pills tasted just like spicy peanuts—perfect for munching. Between bites, he said, “I can’t do anything to you, but you don’t have your big sword anymore. We’re like two stone Buddhas now—you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you. Let’s call it a draw.”
Yang Hao was right. His body was coated in Ice-Skin Iron Balm, making him impervious to blades, while Wang Tao’s nuclear shield was even more formidable—no one could harm him. They had both become unkillable cockroaches—true survivors.
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