Boom!
In the darkness, a pale hand extending from the black water was suddenly grabbed by him. The Water Ape's hand, originally appearing like a finely crafted jade sculpture, imdiately revealed its true form, covered in dense fur, scars all over, and sharp claws protruding from between its fingers, piercing into Tong Shan's flesh fiercely.
Tong Shan's face remained expressionless, indifferent, whereas the Water Ape's screams grew sharper and sharper, its arm trembling in spasms as though it had grasped a piece of red-hot iron.
The disordered creation forged by the Tyrant, covered by the Heavenly Elent Order and the Heavenly Essence Law, was once again ravaged, inch by inch from inside out, as if dissolved.
The Water Ape's hand frantically struggled, tearing his flesh apart, almost scratching his hand until only the white bone was left.
Throughout, Tong Shan remained unmoved, too lazy even to lower his head to look at the Water Ape in his hand. His cold eyes surveyed the surroundings, while the telekinesis, originally flickering like a candle in the wind, maintained an incredibly stable field, perceiving everything.
His other hand suddenly drew the Hui Hao and slashed toward a bizarre figure that appeared out of thin air behind him.
In the Seam-faced Tax Collector's hand appeared a Bone Saw, with screaming faces on the saw, cleaving, cleaving, cleaving again, ignoring its own injuries, moving at an incredible speed.
In the dazzling slashes, Tong Shan only felt his spiritual quality rapidly fading!
Was it the saw in the opponent's hand?!
Each strike would extract a tenth of his spiritual quality!
The Tax Collector's tyranny was absolute; once a target was determined, entangling with it, every effective slash took away a third more of life, every collision seized a tenth of spiritual quality.
It did not look at stock; it looked at the total!
No exemption at all.
But the question was, how long has this been going on?
The pupils of the hidden observer slightly contracted.
In other words… this guy's spiritual recovery speed might be faster than the Tax Collector's seizure!
No, the Tax Collector has not received any spiritual tax, otherwise the aura wouldn't remain like this, but every spiritual quality seized was distinct…
Even the Tax Collector itself grew furious, unable to understand, the seized spiritual quality surprisingly disappeared into thin air?!
Tong Shan made no attempt to conceal.
Under his collar, the Jade Token hanging around his neck faintly glowed, modifying his state once to revert it to before the seizure!
Another ether system Blessed Creation!
But who the hell would have thought a Tian Yuan would have equipnt exceeding a craftsman, even more exaggerated?!
How could he endure such a massive load in his current condition, and yet not be drained and crushed by the Blessed Creations all over himself…
Gu Huo roared furiously again.
As he plundered life, thick blood water slipped from Tong Shan's mouth and nose, flowing away once more.
With his own strength, he surprisingly restrained the Water Ape and Tax Collector, and even had so left over… His burning eyes suddenly lifted, looking toward Gu Huo.
Telekinesis erupted, surged, howled away.
Pressing down in an instant!
Gu Huo rose again but it was too late.
A more ferocious shadow erged from its back.
Little Ox and Horse… no, Dragon Mountain Armor!
On the shoulder of the armor, An Ning casually twirled a hairpin with her five fingers, and with the other hand, she pressed Little Ox and Horse's head, instructing, "Hit it."
Thus, Long Shan went berserk.
The huge iron fist lifted and smashed down on the rigid Gu Huo, with flas spewing from its iron elbow, driving, accelerating, boom!
Gu Huo, with its head held high, was smashed into the mud, the sound of shattering never stopping, Long Shan relentless, Dragon Blood boiling, the four iron arms of the armor waving, akin to a ramr at a construction site, pounding repeatedly.
Disregarding Gu Huo's Recovery, grinding it into powder ti and again, even this was not enough, roughly grabbing onto one of its heads with both hands, abruptly yanking it off!
In the ripping sound, lifting it, pouring the viscous blood water onto itself, devouring ravenously.
Dragon Blood surged greedily, even the Tyrant's disordered beast must be thoroughly consud.
Eyes crimson stared deadly, screaming continuously but extracting no life, as the chanical creation inherently held none, what could it extract? Oil? Or Fuel Elent?!
The babies clawed and cried clinging to its limbs, the armor abruptly opened and closed, the scorching dragon blood extending out like tentacles, coiling around them, pulling toward the lting Furnace, one after another stuffed into the engine.
Tasty, love eating, still want to eat!
Long Shan roared, starved and frenzied.
In an instant of silence, An Ning suddenly turned her head, seeing that crimson Sunlight Arrow, already close at hand!
No one knew how long it had waited; suddenly it struck!
She didn't even have ti to dodge, with all her might the Fei Guang blasted out, rely slightly altering the arrow's path, the arrow already brushed past her face, tearing open her cheeks, blood flowing out.
The wound looked as if gnawed by a beast, cruelly curled back, exposing the gums.
"What a disgrace, uncle."
An Ning sighed lightly, looking at the figure finally erging from the deepest darkness, her eyes dazed, unable to express pity, much less hatred:
"Even a Hunter can turn into a Wolf?"
Horned Cave Hunter remained silent, quietly bent the bow again, readying the arrow once more!
The hungry and thirsty eyes are filled with crimson...
Unconcealed, with all strength, Sunlight Arrow!
No, that can no longer be called the fierce and wild Sunlight.
But rather, the crimson Blood Moon.
An Ning remained calm, as if he couldn't feel pain, sitting motionlessly on the shoulder of Little Ox and Horse.
When An Ning doesn't move, he doesn't move either.
The duel between hunter and hunter, prey and prey, begins at the mont they lock eyes. The seasoned Fei Guang and Sunlight are evenly matched, but the one who first exposes a flaw is destined for defeat!
Tong Shan was caught off guard, unable to provide support in ti.
He could not care about anything else.
At the very instant the Horned Cave Werewolf sprang into action, a sharp claw erged from the darkness behind him, reaching for his head.
Grasping this crucial mont, wolf against wolf, two lurking wolves erged from the darkness, launching an attack on their prey.
Responding to them, telekinesis suddenly surged from its weakened state, like a storm!
Within the Circle Realm, in the domain of Tyrant Heavenly Craft - [Circle Realm·Disaster Prevention Book], it unfolded abruptly! Without a shred of weakness, fiercer and more majestic than ever!
Not caring about oneself or the range, it contracted to the utmost within tens of ters.
Then imdiately after...
——Fire Heaven Great Possession!
A speck of Fla Light appeared out of nowhere, illuminating Tong Shan's seemingly smiling face, and likewise, illuminating the astonished faces of the wolves behind. Amidst the entanglent with the Water Ape and tax collector, the previously dying Tong Shan suddenly erupted with his forr might, even more exaggerated than before.
The flas made no distinction between friend and foe, engulfing everything!
A blazing tornado rose from the ground!
The terrifying fla disaster, like the core of the fierce sun, expanded with a roar, engulfing Tong Shan and the wolves, amidst the heartrending screams, a figure akin to charcoal was blasted flying, its body almost sliced in two by Hui Hao!
In the dissipating firelight, Tong Shan remained unscathed.
Indeed, disasters make no distinctions, but within the range of the Disaster Prevention Book, he could freely alter his attributes, such as instantly transforming himself into part of the flas, then forcibly transforming back into his original form.
The Water Ape was horrified, finally wrenching off its hand, faces like drowned corpses erged from the black water, glaring venomously.
Tong Shan, calmly lowered his head, slowly pulled out the tax collector's saw from his chest.
Gripped tightly.
Crushed into dust!
Just in that instant, as the wolf turned and fled, the tax collector could only launch a desperate final blow that hadn't reacted, but to no avail.
Failed.
How could it possibly fail?
The nearly bisected Mountain Wolf widened the distance again, staring transfixed at him — Jin Wuyan's surprise attack, Forest Country's suppression, the third wolf's roar impact, the interference of the Craftsn Circle, Tyrant Heavenly Craft's constraint, Water Ape's entanglent, and tax collector's assault, so many chaotic Blessed Creation extractions...
Each one enough to leave an unprepared Tian Yuan on the brink of death, but all these together beca the only problem...
——You damn it, why aren't you dead yet!
"Too bad, since childhood, for so reason, I've just had a tough life."
Tong Shan leaned against Hui Hao, pale-faced, weakly smiled, still looking like a breathless person.
Then, while they watched, he opened a bottle of potion, poured it into his mouth, restored spiritual quality and state, forcibly stimulating the strength of the Matrix.
Tiger Wolf potion, bottle after bottle, equivalent Chosen One would almost die suddenly, but still alive, even if the condition worsens, still alive!
Alive ans threat, ans he can erupt with full force again at any ti!
"Only a spent arrow, don't be afraid."
Tong Shan smiled reassuringly: "Maybe I'll die right here in the next second, feel free to give it a try."
A crack appeared on his face, splitting open, revealing an internal Fla Light that looked like burning blood.
With a backhand, he once again propped up the Circle Realm, directly dissolving Tao Chen's attempt to repel Ji Jue's frost fla outbreak, his hand holding Hui Hao quivered slightly, ink color spread, counter interfering with Tyrant Heavenly Craft.
Spent arrow?
That's bullshit!
But is this appearance genuine struggle or deliberate deception?
The Mountain Wolf lingered, watched, but refused to move forward, despite Tao Chen's repeated curses and urgings. Yet seeing him unwilling to advance, Tong Shan remained unhurried, shifting his gaze to the confrontation between Fei Guang and Horned Cave... transford into a wolf hunter.
Ink color like a sword, erged out of nowhere, struck down.
Dug deep, blood spurted forth.
The Horned Cave Wolf stood motionless, as if unable to feel pain, his bow-drawing stance like an iron cast, targeting An Ning's aura, searching for any flaw or weakness.
Instead, An Ning laughed, mocking with a grin.
At this mont, the Horned Cave Wolf finally moved... The Blood Moon Arrow vanished from the bowstring, not flying towards An Ning.
But instead targeting Ji Jue, who was defenseless in the sky!
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