2026-01-08 23:43:06Although the burly young man was seriously injured, he was not willing to give up.
He leaped up, roared, and charged forward.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Even though he was at the end of his rope, his cultivation was still significantly higher than Mu Qiu's.
Their fists collided unceasingly, and for a while, neither could determine the winner.
However, the Blood Poison Sect's disciple grew more and more terrified as they fought.
He discovered that his cultivation—which he had always taken great pride in—was utterly useless against this young man.
No matter how hard he tries, it could be shattered by a single punch from the young man!
Could this be the manifestation of a single might breaking all rules?
The most significant part is, the blow he strikes lands on the young man.
Surprisingly, it didn't cause any significant injuries!
"Haha, exhilarating!"
Mu Qiu bursts into laughter, wiping off the fresh blood from the corner of his lips.
His eyes gleam with insanity, brimming with the will to fight.
This is the first time he has battled against an opponent who is equally matched.
He can't help but feel exhilarated.
Some forces land on him, and they hardly cause him any injuries.
Even if there are blood traces, they heal rapidly.
The power of ancient gods, combined with a robust physical body.
This is undoubtedly the most straightforward, most brute, and most barbaric way to fight.
Regardless of your numerous skills, I will break them with my single might!
Ignoring any forms or techniques, all I want is to strike, to bombard!
The purple-dressed girl lounging against the big tree had already prepared to explode her own body.
Yet, at the critical moment, a young man suddenly appeared.
The moment he arrived, he killed two disciples from the Venom Blood Sect.
Immediately after that, he wordlessly engaged in a battle to death with the last person.
At this moment, as she watched Mu Qiu's reckless attacking approach, she couldn't help but blink her beautiful eyes.
The consciousness that was about to faint remarkably became much clearer.
"Wow... so powerful!"
The girl in the purple dress had her mouth agape and couldn't help but feel like she had met a peerless hero.
"Bam!"
The burly young man finally couldn't endure Mu Qiu's savage attacks, and received a punch right on the chest.
"Don't kill me, I am..."
The burly young man's face became pale as a sheet, clutching his chest, the mottled blood dripped down through his fingers.
Bam!
"I don't care who you are!"
Mu Qiu, not listening to his words, threw another punch at him.
"Hold on, I'm willing to divulge a massive secret about Yuzhou in exchange for my life!"
Just barely avoiding Mu Qiu's punch, the burly young man kept backing away.
"Oh? A secret?" Mu Qiu paused, eventually stopping altogether. He looked at the burly youth and asked cheerfully, "What kind of secret? Let's hear if it's worth trading for your life."
"Alright, I'll speak up, I'll spill." Seeing Mu Qiu flashing his pearly white teeth at him, the burly young man swallowed nervously and slowly said, "The...the Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb, It will soon open in Yuzhou, and when that time comes..."
"The Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb?"
Mu Qiu listened very carefully. Upon hearing Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb, he couldn't help but frown.
He didn't notice the sudden flash of coldness in the burly young man's eyes.
"Watch out!"
The purple-robed young lady warned urgently, but it was too late.
"Haha...too late, meet your maker!"
The disciple from the Blood Venom Sect suddenly held a sack in his hand and hurled it towards Mu Qiu.
The sack expanded with the wind, releasing a group of blood snakes hissing with their fangs out.
In an instant, they landed on Mu Qiu, biting fiercely.
"Master, quick run, those blood snakes are venomous."
The purple-robed young lady's eyes filled with desperation yet again. She had initially thought a hero had come to save her, but never expected Mu Qiu to be so lacking in experience, to fall for the vile scheme set by the disciple of the Blood Venom Sect so easily.
Sigh!
With just a light sigh, she recalled how she was bitten by those three blood snakes earlier.
Just one bite was enough to hinder her extramundane cultivation capabilities and invade her entire body with all of its genuine qi.
And now, this boy was bitten by over a dozen blood snakes.
Even if he didn't die on the spot, he wouldn't live for much longer!
"Hah! You little beast, come hit me, come keep hitting me!" The burly young man said with a cold laugh, while covering the gaping wound on his chest, his face twisted in cruelty.
Watching the blood snakes tearing and biting at Mu Qiu, he couldn't help but laugh uproariously.
However, joy often brings sorrow...
"I really can't stand people like you, begging for others to hit you. Well then, I'll oblige."
Lowering his head, Mu Qiu looked at the scarlet blood snakes clinging to his body, and simply shook his head.
And then, he casually seized all the blood snakes on his body.
And then, with a hard squeeze.
Blood splattered in all directions, killing all the blood snakes on the spot.
The Blood toxin fell on Mu Qiu's body but it couldn't disintegrate his flesh and blood.
As his words fell, he stepped forward, launching another offensive towards the disciple from the Sect of the Blood Toxin.
"How...how is it possible, how could you have ignored our Blood Poison Sect's Blood Poison?" The muscular young man stood in disbelief. He couldn't comprehend how a simple martial arts practitioner, who hadn't even reached the peak, could avoid the Blood Poison that caused even transcendent realm experts to become terror-stricken.
He stood there motionless until Mu Qiu's fist fell on his head.
Immediately, blood splattered all around.
His body flung several meters away, and he was instantly killed.
"For me, there isn't anything in this world that's impossible."
Mu Qiu retracted his hand, wiped the blood stain on his robe, and spoke softly.
However, speaking of which, it was really a close call just now.
If it weren't for the fact that the three individuals from the Blood Poison Sect encounter Mu Qiu, who had received the ancient god's legacy, if it were anyone else, even the transcendent realm expert would have unequivocally fall into their trap.
He quietly noted this lesson.
After wiping off the blood stains on his hand, Mu Qiu turned his head, walked over to the muscular young man, and began scouring all his belongings.
Next, were the other two, they couldn't be let off either.
Strip a passing goose of its feathers, skin a leaving beast!
For Mu Qiu, this was the rule, it must not change!
As expected, just as he thought.
These three disciples of the Blood Poison Sect indeed had a lot of good things on them.
Mu Qiu didn't even have time for a proper inspection, he simply packed everything up straight away.
"Hey, how are you?" Approaching the purple-dressed young girl, Mu Qiu crouched down and asked with a smile, "Are you okay?"
The girl blinked her long eyelashes dismissing the shock of Mu Qiu's ability to treat Blood Poison.
"I... I'm not good." The girl sounded very weak and even speaking seemed challenging. "Young master, can you please check, there should be an antidote to the Blood Poison on one of these men."
Immediately, Mu Qiu rummaged through his belongings and pulled out a medicine bottle.
This was what he had found on the three disciples of the Blood Poison Sect a moment ago. It should be the antidote.
"Is this it?" Mu Qiu poured out a medicinal pellet from the bottle and handed it to the girl in the purple dress.
After receiving and checking the medicine bottle, the girl gave a slight nod.
"Heal in peace, I'll protect you."
After giving the medicine bottle, Mu Qiu stretched lazily, yawned several times, and turned his back to her.
"Thank you."
The girl in the purple dress nodded at Mu Qiu's retreating back, put the medicinal pill into her mouth, and shut her eyes lightly.
Her hands began forming a magical gesture and she started healing.
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