Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chen Ping'an's body sank slightly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked, but he stood firmly. The Mountain Moving Ape's sure-fire punch was blocked, and the impact even made his own arm go numb slightly!

"what?!"

A look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the Mountain-Moving Ape.

This kid is clearly just a Qi cultivator, how could his physique and blood be so strong that he could take a punch head-on from this Mountain Moving Ape, which is known for its strength?

Chen Ping'an pressed his advantage relentlessly. The moment the impact dissipated, he moved as close as a fish, his fists, elbows, knees, shoulders... every part of his body transformed into the most terrifying killing weapon.

As a doctor, he naturally knows where to strike for the most effective treatment and which acupoints to strike for the most damage to the internal organs.

This place only prohibits magical techniques and supernatural abilities, not physical strength and blood circulation.

Bang bang bang!

In the bamboo forest, muffled thuds rose and fell like raindrops.

The two engaged in close-quarters combat purely based on their physical strength and blood energy, with every punch landing hard and blood splattering everywhere. Their fighting style was savage and direct.

The more the Mountain Moving Ape fought, the more alarmed he became. The Mountain Moving Ape clan was enormous and incredibly strong, but it couldn't gain any advantage against Chen Ping'an. The opponent's blood and energy were far more abundant than he had anticipated.

Furthermore, his terrifying fighting skills and grasp of timing made him impossible to defend against; every punch he threw was able to suppress his movements.

The two fought their way from the open space into the depths of the bamboo forest, snapping large swathes of bamboo in their wake with their violent force.

The Mountain-Moving Ape's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

He was horrified to discover that not only was he unable to suppress the human boy, but he was also gradually falling into a disadvantageous position under the boy's increasingly skillful and fierce attacks.

Each time that strange fist force struck his body, he felt a sharp pain in his internal organs.

Chen Ping'an was completely unaware. One punch, two punches, ten punches, a hundred punches... The force of the punches layered up and collided with each other in the body of the Mountain Moving Ape, and then exploded with a bang!
"puff!"

Unable to suppress its surging blood and qi any longer, the mountain-moving ape suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul blood mixed with fragments of its internal organs.

The intense pain and unprecedented sense of suffocation caused him to roar repeatedly, his voice echoing through the bamboo forest.

The roar was half from the excruciating pain, and the other half from overwhelming anger and fear. If this continued, this once-dominant mountain-moving ape would probably be caught off guard and beaten to death in this nameless bamboo forest.

"You little bastard! You forced me to do this!" The Mountain-Moving Ape's eyes turned bloodshot, and he went completely mad.

He suddenly leaped backward, creating distance, and frantically pounded his chest with both hands, producing a thunderous sound like drumming!

A terrifying, savage, and extremely violent demonic aura suddenly erupted from his body and soared into the sky!

"Roar!!!"

With a roar that ripped through the sky, the Mountain-Moving Ape's body began to expand wildly at a visible speed.

Its fur became coarser and stiffer like steel needles, its muscles bulged like mountains, and its fangs pierced its lips, instantly transforming into a giant ape with its head reaching the sky and its feet firmly planted on the ground, a thousand feet tall.

"Another one has been driven crazy by Chen Ping'an..."

Inside the town, Lu Chen gazed southeast, but made no move.

Given Russell's temperament, he wouldn't believe a word that Chen Ping'an didn't have a few handy treasures.

Let's see how this old ape dies.

That old ape, of all people to mess with, he had to provoke Chen Ping'an.

Qi Jingchun is kind-hearted and won't hold a grudge against you, but Russell is not so petty.

He had a premonition that if the old ape was lucky enough to survive this time, he would definitely regret his strong vitality in the future.

"die!"

The giant ape, thousands of feet tall, roared to the sky, its millstone-sized crimson eyes fixed on Chen Ping'an, who looked like an ant below. Its enormous fist, carrying a demonic wind that could destroy everything, crashed down like a meteor from outer space.

Using his true form to forcibly break through the forbidden rules of this place is tantamount to confronting the supreme being who laid down these rules head-on, which will inevitably bring terrible backlash, but the Mountain Moving Ape can no longer care about that.

At that moment, he had only one thought: even if he died, he would take this kid down with him!
Before the force of that punch had even fully landed, the terrifying wind pressure had already crushed the entire bamboo forest into dust. The earth trembled violently and cracked, and the entire mountain was groaning in agony, on the verge of being completely leveled.

In the distance, Ning Yao and Ruan Xiu, who were closely watching the battle, were both panicked when they saw this devastating scene.

A feeling of grievance, anger, and disbelief welled up inside me.

Almost instinctively, the former touched her brow with her slender fingers, and an indescribable, dazzling sword intent began to gather around her, as if some terrifying being was about to awaken.

On the other side, Ruan Xiu suddenly had a fiery cloud mark as intense as the sun appear between her eyebrows. The surrounding temperature soared, and even the void began to distort. The innocent charm she had when she was with Chen Ping'an was gone from her eyes; now they were filled with killing intent.

In an instant, everyone in the town turned their attention to this place.

Beneath the covered bridge, the old sword hummed incessantly.

In the backyard of the pharmacy, Old Man Yang let out a soft "hmm".

In the village school, Qi Jingchun put her hand to her forehead.

Inside the blacksmith's shop, Ruan Qiong gripped the hammer tightly in his hand.

Song Changjing, the Prince of Dali, had eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

Lu Chen paused slightly as he stroked his beard.

Li Er and Zheng Dafeng almost jumped up.

However, just as that giant fist was about to fall completely, annihilating Chen Ping'an along with the entire mountain, at the critical moment...

"Buzz!"

A golden divine light, purer and more dazzling than ever, appeared before Chen Ping'an without warning, instantly surging and transforming into a towering, thousand-foot-tall Dharma image!

This Dharma image is clad in a mysterious armor that shimmers with light and color. Its face is incomparably handsome, majestic, and sacred, with a vertical pupil, the third eye, opening and closing between its brows.

Holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword brimming with murderous intent, he simply stood there quietly, and the majestic divine power emanating from it completely suppressed the violent demonic aura of the Mountain-Moving Ape.

"What!?" The Mountain-Moving Ape's all-out punch landed on the golden divine light as if it had struck an ancient, indestructible mountain. The recoil caused his massive dharma form to stagger, and his fist was in excruciating pain.

He stared in horror at the suddenly appearing, awe-inspiring Dharma image, and roared deafeningly, "Who are you?! How dare you meddle in the affairs of Zhengyang Mountain!"

In that instant, Old Man Yang stood up from his seat, Qi Jingchun opened her mouth but had nothing to say, and Lu Chen was full of doubt, wondering when Russell had gotten involved with this person.

The remaining gazes cast down from outside the Lizhu Cave Heaven, fixed on the divine image, seemingly debating whether to intervene. At the town's alley entrance, a black cat leaped onto a rooftop, tilted its head at the towering image, and seemed to say, "Who else could it be but you, buddy?!" Can anyone tell him what's going on?
The handsome and powerful Dharma image did not answer, but after glancing at the old ape who moved mountains, it began to laugh loudly.

His laughter was as loud as a bell, shaking heaven and earth.

"Hello monkey! Hello monkey!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Jian's Dharma form gave the Mountain-Moving Ape no chance to react, and suddenly raised his foot and stomped it directly onto the chest of the thousand-foot giant ape.

"Bang!!"

With a muffled thud, the massive Dharma form of the Mountain-Moving Ape was kicked off the ground and shot out.

At the same time, a divine light shot out from Yang Jiantian's eyes, opening up a temporary entrance to a small cave in the air, and the Mountain-Moving Ape's Dharma form was kicked directly inside like a rolling gourd.

Yang Jian took a step forward and followed closely behind into the temporary cave.

Within the cave, the rules were in disarray, temporarily isolating the backlash from the external Heavenly Dao against the Mountain-Moving Ape's forced use of its Dharma Form.

"Who exactly are you!?" The Mountain-Moving Ape roared, its aura surging like a mighty river, rising from the ground and causing the mountain beneath its feet to tremble. Its burly figure transformed into a white rainbow, making a turn in the sky and shooting straight at Yang Jian.

"I'm your grandpa!"

Yang Jian let out a triumphant roar, and with a flick of his three-pointed double-edged sword, he sent the giant ape that had been pressing in front of him flying into the air. With a swaying motion, he appeared in front of the giant ape, and the Mountain-Splitting Axe followed closely behind, slamming down hard, causing the giant ape's bones to shatter and it to fall with a miserable howl.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's Dharma Image seemed to feel that using the magic weapon was not enough, so he put away his weapon and pounced directly on the enemy for pure close combat.

His punches were incredibly fierce, striking the Mountain-Moving Ape's form like a punching bag, leaving it utterly defenseless. Cracks covered its thousand-foot-long demonic body, and it was almost completely destroyed, its shape ruined.

A few breaths later, the temporary cave was about to collapse.

Yang Jian, still unsatisfied, stopped and looked at the Mountain-Moving Ape before him, who had regained his human form but was covered in blood, his bones shattered, and he lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, barely breathing. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

Just before this wisp of divine thought dissipated, Yang Jian's Dharma form turned to look at Chen Ping'an, who had been standing quietly by the side with a calm expression. A hearty smile appeared on his handsome face: "Little guy, remember to call me if there are any more good things like this in the future."

Chen Ping'an nodded obediently and put the other unused three-headed, six-armed wooden sculpture, along with the Yang Jian sculpture that had been transformed back into a wooden sculpture, back into his storage ring.

The temporary cave also collapsed, spitting out the Mountain-Moving Ape, who was on its last breath, like throwing away trash, and slamming it heavily into the ruins of the mountain forest that had long since been leveled.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an was unharmed and the Mountain-Moving Ape was in a terrible state, Ning Yao and Ruan Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, restrained their impending potential, glanced at each other, and then ran together towards Chen Ping'an's location.

Throughout the town, those who had been watching this place gradually withdrew their attention, each pondering the relationship between Russell and the old blind man.

Chen Ping'an walked up to the dying Mountain-Moving Ape, glanced down at it, and then the Demon-Slaying Sword flew out from the sword box on his back.

He placed the sword at the neck of the mountain-moving ape, held the sword with both hands, and pressed down heavily, thus severing Yuan Zhenye's huge head, then letting it roll to the side.

As the Daoist aura flowed, an ethereal old man in white robes, his body hunched over, stood beside the head.

This is the very soul of the Mountain-Moving Ape.

"An eye for an eye. This time, I'm killing your body to avenge the punch you threw at Liu Xianyang. As for your remaining life, let Liu Xianyang take it himself."

Chen Ping'an sheathed his sword, not even glancing at the old ape, and forced a smile to greet Ning Yao and Ruan Xiu, who were rushing towards him.

"Are we just going to let him go like that?" Ruan Xiu's eyes were bloodshot, clearly still reeling from the shock she had just experienced.

"You know Liu Xianyang's personality. He probably won't be able to sleep at night if he doesn't get his revenge," Chen Ping'an teased.

“That makes sense.” After thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true, so Ruan Xiu fell silent.

Chen Ping'an's plan was simple: once Liu Xianyang's cultivation level improved, he would let him avenge his death.

Even if we can't beat him, it doesn't matter. This Three-Eyed God has used up the spiritual essence of his wooden sculpture. Isn't there still a wooden sculpture of a three-headed, six-armed god? We can just send him over.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they returned to the blacksmith's shop.

The old ape's spirit watched the three figures disappear into the distance, gritted its teeth, and transformed into a wisp of green smoke, flying out of the town.

With his talent and the resources of Zhengyang Mountain, it wouldn't be difficult for him to return to his peak within a century.

Chen Ping'an didn't make a move; he wanted to see how that kid named Liu Xianyang would seek revenge on him.

……

In Chen Ping'an's pharmacy, Liu Xianyang seemed to have just woken from a long dream, rubbing his head as he got up.

Looking at Chen Ping'an, who was fast asleep in the recliner in front of him, he had a mischievous thought and prepared to go up and pull the back of the chair so that Chen Ping'an could experience the feeling of being a flying man in his dreams.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his body, a heart-wrenching pain shot through him.

He lifted the blanket and saw that his body was covered with dense stitches, just like a centipede.

"Damn you, Chen Ping'an! I knew you were a quack! You stitched me up so badly! How can Wang Zhu still look at me now!"

Hearing the powerful roar in his ear, Chen Ping'an leisurely opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Come on, it's no use sewing flowers for you. You're really not my type. Just give up."

"Tch! You have two beauties all to yourself, of course you'll say that. You're just a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving man." Liu Xianyang muttered, then quickly changed the subject after seeing Chen Ping'an's increasingly dangerous gaze: "How's that old ape?"

"We've already left the town; we just left this morning," Chen Ping'an replied.

Liu Xianyang found it strange: "Didn't you go and help me get revenge? That's not like you! I felt like I was going to die back then, so I just went for the sentimental stuff."

"How else do you want revenge?!"

Ruan Qiong snorted and stepped into Ping An Pharmacy.

"Master Ruan! Why are you all here? And what did you mean by what you just said?" Liu Xianyang looked at the two girls following behind Ruan Qiong with surprise.

"Chen Ping'an avenged you by shattering the body of that Mountain-Moving Ape, leaving only its soul, which he said he wanted you to kill it yourself." Ning Yao pushed Chen Ping'an off the recliner and sat down herself.

"Good brother! I knew you were loyal!" Liu Xianyang patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder heavily, forgetting that he was injured and winced as soon as he slapped him.

"Master Ruan, is there something you need this time?" Chen Ping'an asked, turning back to ease Liu Xianyang's pain with a sigh.

"The town has started to expel people. Within three days, all outsiders must leave the town," Ruan Qiong replied.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but sigh.

The town's doom was finally approaching, and so was Mr. Qi's. (End of Chapter)