With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 367 - 333: Rescuing Dragon and Tiger, Slaying Two Fi

The "Spirit" that Chu Yanhu had gathered completely dissipated at this mont!

In a frenzy, he raised both hands, wielding a large knife, and swung it wildly in front of him.

The blade light interwove, and the Dragon Form power swirled around, with countless small faces screaming and wailing in agony.

Three heads were instantly split in half, brain matter and blood spurted everywhere, turning the entire workshop into a crimson world!

"Ahhh! Damn it!"

There were clearly only three heads, but no matter how Chu Yanhu cut, they never seed to end.

As if cutting off one would just cause another to appear, the heads floated surrounding him, multiplying as he slashed.

The blood piled ever thicker, flowing along the seams of the floor, forming a crimson formation pattern that defied understanding.

In this dark environnt, the red light reflecting off the floor beca increasingly piercing.

The sinister laughter of the deputy priest echoed from all directions, impossible to pinpoint his true body.

"Hehehe, die for !"

Countless bloody hands broke through the formation, firmly entangling Chu Yanhu’s limbs.

He slashed to sever three, but the newly birthed bloody hands, now mixed with the brain matter he had shattered before, ford thicker tendrils to bind...

In the next instant, they were about to pierce straight into his brow!

...

On a separate battlefield, his brother Chu Yanlong seed to sense sothing, suddenly staring towards the workshop’s location.

The martial artists from the police departnt, including Captain Han Qu, were off fighting two five-ti ascendants.

The two brothers were originally together, facing off against the four-ti ascendant crimson silhouette inside the workshop.

Four-ti ascendants weren’t as formidable in direct combat as Martial Artists at the first limit, allowing the two brothers to easily achieve victory.

But Chu Yanlong was suddenly restrained by the "evil mage" controlling frigid Demonic Qi.

This one was also a deputy priest of the Demon Summoning Hall, his identity hidden in the shadows, an unseen weapon of the Demon Path.

Large beads of sweat dripped down, his heart feeling as if it were being squeezed into a ball.

"Xiaohu..."

Chu Yanlong’s eyes burned with fury, his knuckles turning white from his grip, the searing sensation in his chest nearly bursting from his throat.

The brothers were connected heart to heart, and he ignored the ghostly blue Demonic Qi falling on his shoulder.

He turned, ready to rush towards the blood-stained workshop.

But at this mont, he caught sight of a scene, his pupils wide and round!

Whoosh!!!

A scarlet stream of light was exceptionally conspicuous in the night, pouring straight into the workshop from above.

Rolling fla waves forced open a gap several ters long.

Also sliced open was the four-ti ascendant of the Demon Path who was manipulating the grand formation from the shadows of the factory.

The flowing fire crashed to the ground, the blood slurry on the factory floor leaping three feet high, blasting in all directions, covering the entire wall.

In the shadows, the deputy priest looked on powerlessly.

Half his head was already missing, leaving only his mouth gasping weakly.

The upper part of his nose was thoroughly incinerated, leaving his brain exposed.

ng Chuan flicked his fist blade, red and white mixed substances dripping, and as he flung his hand, even through armor, the lines of his muscles were as fluid as a dragon’s stroke.

Chu Yanhu looked up in awe, at this mont ng Chuan appeared exactly like a savior in his eyes!

"Brother Chuan, thank you! For saving my life, I, Chu..."

ng Chuan waved him off:

"Enough, I’ll go support your brother first. If you have any strength left, go support Brother Chen from the police, then regroup with Captain Han."

"Understood, you be careful too."

Chu Yanhu wiped the bloodstains from his face, nodding forcefully.

He had only suffered spiritual damage from the Demon Path technique, with minor physical injuries, he could still fight; just listen to Brother Chuan.

...

On another battlefield, seeing the crimson light fall, Chu Yanlong’s heart settled sowhat.

Turning his head, he suddenly frowned, his shoulder aching.

The chilling flow of Demonic Qi drilled into his flesh along the wound.

Frost spread around the wound, like a dense cobweb.

Chu Yanlong tried to suppress it with his Qi Blood, only to find that as soon as he controlled the icy web, the frost turned into smoke, infiltrating his pores, getting in from every direction!

Like True Qi, Demonic Qi varies in attributes based on the cultivated Demon Skill.

This extrely eerie ghostly blue Demonic Qi was condensed by the "Lunar Demon Bone-Eroding Force," practiced by the yellow priest of the Demon Summoning Hall.

This rare Demon Skill was granted by a Celestial Demon, known for its strong frontal combat capability.

Using extre cold Demonic Qi to corrode an opponent’s ridians, the cold current flowed through the body like a living creature.

Wherever it passed, flesh froze, and True Qi stagnated.

If not expelled in ti, it would invade the heart within breaths, leaving the heart and lungs frozen, ceased to beat.

Even more insidious, it hid a demonic will, continuously assaulting the Martial Artist’s mind.

Upon contact, even after expulsion, it would slow movents and reduce judgnt ability.

Without the aid of healing treasures, it would eventually lead to death under the dual tornt of cold poison and ntal assault.

Chu Yanlong’s heart sank, his internal energy transford into a fierce tiger, circling the area near the wound to cut off the invasion.

In the night, from the depths of the mist, there suddenly erged a bone claw staff emanating a chilling blue light.

Three sharp claw blades curved like crescent hooks, coated with fine frost patterns on the surface.

As the yellow priest charged forward, each step laid layers of thick ice spreading outwards.

The air whistled sharply, the claw staff wrapped in bone-eroding cold Aura driving straight for Chu Yanlong’s heart!

"Die!"

Behind Chu Yanlong, the ferocious shadow wrapped in pitch-black darkness surrounded by thick yellow True Qi, a fiery blaze flared up from behind!

"Yanlong, fall back."

The unleashed power coursed through his veins, ng Chuan realized that this Human Demon’s demonic aura wasn’t simple. The surface was enshrouded in a deep yellow glow, which was the earth elent True Qi protecting his body.

ng Chuan’s Fist Blade descended from above, launching the accumulated blaze and True Qi behind him together.

He casually swung a blade light that exceeded over ten ters in length, scorching and deadly!

The Yellow Priest was unfazed, being just a step from the fifth ascension.

Threads of pure demonic aura erged from the small cauldron tattoo on his chest, instantly filling the area behind him as a massive dark blue, almost black, mountain of demonic aura collided violently with the crimson blaze!

ng Chuan, clad in [Ferocity], feared nothing. He moved like a ghostly shadow, the fierce blade light interweaving like rain within the ice mountain.

During this, countless icy demonic auras clung to him, but were dispelled by the swirling black mist erupting from the dark golden fissures of the Ferocity armor.

The overlapping armor plates clanged loudly, the bright red fissures that once flickered like breath now blazed red with fury!

Divine opens, intent drives, Qi blood urges.

At this mont, ng Chuan activated the power amplification of the Ferocity armor for the first ti!

With a sudden halt and in an instant, like the sharpest spear, the sounds of cracking ice resounded consecutively.

The power it brought was not just about destruction; his speed climbed another level.

The Heart Fire trailing behind him resembled two fiery red dragons, charging with ng Chuan repeatedly into battle!

Suddenly, ng Chuan’s brows twitched, as if sensing sothing, he abruptly dodged back.

A massive tail several ters thick burst from beneath the glaciers, transforming into a black lightning bolt that swept at his waist.

Seeing this scene, ng Chuan’s warrior spirit was thoroughly ignited; he no longer wished to dodge!

With a slight thought, the reverse blade on his shoulder armor tore through the air, emitting a wailing screech like a ghost.

Sinking his posture, the concrete ground within a ten-zhang radius crumbled dramatically under this pressure.

From the cracks in the ground, steam surged up, appearing like molten lava.

Under the thrust of this enormous recoil, ng Chuan crossed his two Fist Blades front and back to et the attack, firmly clutching the oncoming giant tail.

The Third Grade True Martial Fist Blade was incredibly sharp.

Under the infusion of imnse power, it pierced the serpent creature’s body as effortlessly as chopsticks into tofu.

Then, both of ng Chuan’s fists plunged deep as well!

Roar!

A piercing howl of pain echoed from the rolling demonic aura towards the sky.

The veins on ng Chuan’s two arms bulged, with nurous massive lumps gathered under the Ferocity armor, expanding the dark golden flowing cracks between the armor plates.

Scalding like lava, it seed like endless power was gathering, accompanied by a roar!

"Lift it for !!!"

Boom——!!!

...

Chu Yanlong was healing while waiting for an opportunity nearby.

His military armor was no match for the overwhelming demonic aura, and seeing ng Chuan clad in Ferocity charging and killing, his heart couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness.

"When I return this ti, I absolutely can’t be frugal anymore. I must get myself a fine armor for the year-end Demon Nest journey..."

He no longer wanted to stand aside like a spectator as he did today...

Lost in thought, he suddenly saw ng Chuan in mid-air, like Lu Zhishen pulling out a willow tree.

Forcibly ripping the massive serpent, over ten ters long, out of the mountain-like, dark blue demonic aura!

Countless demonic auras tried to erode him, but ng Chuan stood tall without fear!

Like an overlord lifting a cauldron, he raised the half-demonized body of the Yellow Priest high into the air.

Then his entire body transford into a teor, crashing down fiercely!

Bang!!!

After a long while, dust and smoke dispersed.

The ground was reduced to ruins by the serpent’s body, and the Yellow Priest himself was pitifully buried among the rubble, like a ragdoll.

ng Chuan exhaled a deep breath and suddenly looked towards his mind.

Now that the battle ended, the proficiency prompt that beeped continuously flickered as if refreshing the screen.

[Magma Core Fla Burst Fist · Fragnt: Beginner (1%) → Beginner (2%)]

[Beginner (2%) → Beginner (3%)]

...

Final stage:

[Magma Core Fla Burst Fist · Fragnt: Beginner (48%) → Beginner (49%) Waiting for Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: ?]

"Technique completeness: (66 11)%"

...

Unintentionally, while controlling the Heart Fire, ng Chuan naturally used [Magma Core Fla Burst Fist] and unexpectedly triggered an epiphany.

Apart from a significant increase in proficiency, even the completeness of the cultivation technique improved.

He vaguely sensed that it was precisely the strike when he lifted the "serpent creature" that completed a step in this technique.

"Let’s call it... Fla Aperture Heaven Opening."

ng Chuan himself wasn’t good at naming, and without ti to think further, casually coined this move.

True to its True Skill Level status, even at the beginner level, a distinct stream of Qi blood flowed from within his body.

It spread into his limbs and bones, gradually gathering in his ridians.

"Not far from filling the third aperture with Qi blood, indeed, combat is the best growth..."

Heart Spirit trembled, he instantly suppressed the surging Qi blood.

When this power integrated into himself, he slowly walked to the Yellow Priest’s side, taking the skeletal claw demonic magical artifact from his tightly clenched hand.

This item is also quite valuable; handing it over to the country could exchange for at least several million.