From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 139 Battle of the Valley
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Like shooting stars streaking across the sky.

Du Liyan, Jiang Heng, Zhao De'an and others led a group of Tianfu elites to the outside of the deep and dark Eagle Beak Valley.

Auras of martial artists at level five or above emanated from the valley, creating a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Without uttering a single word, Du Liyan took a step and soared into the sky above the valley.

His gaze swept over the figure that was vaguely emerging in the valley, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Now, there is no room for compromise or negotiation between Tianfu and the Thousand Gu Alliance.

Now that we've discovered them, whatever their plans are, there's only one word: kill!

A mountain-like Dao pattern appeared in Du Liyan's palm, and then he suddenly slammed his palm down!
The dark yellow Dao patterns, imbued with a powerful aura, swelled in the wind, increasing in size millions of times in an instant.

It actually transformed into a majestic small mountain with a diameter of more than ten zhang in the sky above Eagle's Beak Valley!
The second-level supernatural power, now at its peak, is the Mountain Fall!
"fall!"

The towering hill that seemed to hang high in the sky descended, its immense pressure seemingly freezing the figures of the Thousand Gu Alliance warriors below.

The formidable strength of a level seven physical body was on full display at this moment.

"Humph!"

In the southeast corner of the valley, where rocks are clustered together.

Beside Chayapeng, a black-clad protector stepped forward, leaping into the sky and letting out a roar.

A vast expanse of black mist, several dozen feet long, shot out from around him and charged straight at Du Liyan!
This person was also a level seven physical body cultivator!
The level seven martial artists from both sides clashed in the sky hundreds of meters high, with deafening roars echoing throughout the air.

Behind them, Jiang Heng, Zhao De'an, and several other deputy battalion commanders exchanged glances, their eyes fixed on the valley below.

"on!"

Four deputy battalion commanders with level six physical strength, along with twenty martial artists from the Tianfu Martial Security Hall and the border military, totaling level five physical strength.
They charged together down into the valley below.

Their mission in this operation was to keep these warriors from the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang here.

It would be best if we could kill them all.

Even if not,

If we just hold them off for another half hour, the second batch of reinforcements will arrive and leave them here permanently!

……

Chayapeng's face was contorted with rage, his eyes flashing with bloodlust as he coldly commanded, "Kill! Kill them all!"

In this operation, Chayapeng mobilized almost all the forces he could within Zhangyundong.

One protector with a physical body level seven, three protectors with physical bodies level six, and more than ten family elites with physical bodies level five.

If they suffer losses here, the Wenda family will definitely be severely weakened.

But as long as we can protect this valley, it will all be worth it!
The moment Chayapeng gave the order, more than ten warriors from Zhangyundong dressed in black robes charged out.

On one side are various colored qi-condensed Dao patterns, which transform into supernatural powers.

On one side, the miasma stretched out like a surging tide.

Like two rivers flowing in opposite directions, they collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar!

……

The overwhelming aura, supernatural powers, and miasma stained the entire sky into a murky mess.

Both sides were unleashing long-range attacks, exchanging blows.

Amidst this chaotic torrent of supernatural powers, it was almost impossible to discern the figures of other martial artists.

The warriors on both sides were unable to break through the turbulent current and fight their way to the other side.

But one person is exempt from this restriction.

stab-

A long, powerful hand suddenly tore through the turbulent flow of supernatural power, grabbing the throat of a level 5 martial artist from Zhangyun Cave.

With his five fingers slightly clenched, he seemed to use very little force, yet he directly snapped the neck of the level five martial artist!

The offensive from Zhangyundong came to a sudden halt.

At this moment, Jiang Heng's figure emerged from the turbulent waters.

With his current physical strength, he is strong enough to withstand most of the supernatural turbulence unleashed by warriors from Zhangyundong.

Even if a few things could still cause him some injury, they could be quickly repaired under the effect of [Hundred Herbs Withering and Flourishing Body].

In the moment when the warriors of Zhangyun Cave were stunned,

Jiang Heng made another move, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of another level 5 martial artist.

His right hand slammed steadily onto the head of the level five martial artist, shattering his skull.

His entire head split open like a watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere!
On one side of Zhangyun Cave, several level-six martial artists exchanged glances.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back and sunken eyes, spoke with a gloomy gaze:

"I'll kill him."

After saying that, he strode towards Jiang Heng.

After Jiang Heng, like a sharp dagger, pierced through the ranks of the Zhangyundong tribe,
Zhao De'an, Shi Jingfeng, and Bai Yongliang, the three deputy battalion commanders of the 3rd Special Operations Battalion, also arrived one after another.

Both sides immediately descended into chaos!
But at this moment.

None of the people present noticed that the aftershocks of the supernatural powers generated by the chaotic battle were constantly shaking the ground.

The tiny crack on the southeast side of Eagle's Beak Valley was spreading slowly towards the ground, accompanied by tremors...

……

"die!"

A middle-aged man with a gloomy expression held a long, dark stick.

It is about ten feet long and as thick as a baby's arm.

The surface of the stick is covered with fine lines and hollows, resembling the skeleton of some kind of creature.

At this moment, the stick seemed to contain immense power, and it slashed down at Jiang Heng!

"Oh!"

The sound of wind breaking was like thunder, and the gale was torn apart by the stick, pouring out to both sides like ocean currents.

Jiang Heng moved three zhang to the side and looked up at the figure in front of him.

The middle-aged, gloomy man before them grinned, tore open the black robe covering his body, revealing a muscular physique sculpted by a knife.

And on the surface of his muscles, Dao patterns resembling armored Gu worms slowly emerged.

"Remember, the man who killed you was named Basong!"

Basong, translated as Guardian of Power.

The middle-aged man before me had a slightly hunched posture and extremely well-defined muscles.

Just like Jiang Heng, he had also cultivated body-refining supernatural powers and was extremely skilled in close combat!

No wonder he was confident he could deal with Jiang Heng!

Jiang Heng remained calm, his black robe, forged from the flames of tribulation, fluttering in the wind.

Among the few exposed skin areas, Dao patterns of three colors—black, yellow, and green—appeared intertwined.

Basong Winda, sitting opposite him, was slightly taken aback.

As a fellow practitioner of body-refining supernatural powers, he naturally understood what this meant.

This means that the Tianfu martial artist opposite him has cultivated at least three different body-refining divine abilities at the same time!
For ordinary martial artists, cultivating even one body-refining technique is extremely difficult, let alone three different systems...

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The next moment, Jiang Heng moved and immediately approached Basong.

Basong immediately snapped out of his daze, his sunken eyes gleaming with a cold, sinister light.

What good are the Three Body Refining Divine Techniques?
Supernatural powers are valued for their quality, not their quantity. No matter how many first-level supernatural powers you have, they can never be a match for second-level supernatural powers!

"die!"

Basong roared again, and the hundreds of iron-armored gu insect Dao patterns on his body began to wriggle.

Following the skin's surface, the swelling spread to the arms, causing the steel-like arm muscles to bulge out another layer.

A force as powerful as a mountain, mixed with a sense of overwhelming energy, poured onto the black staff!
Miasma Clouds - Ironclad Gu Body!

This is the only second-tier body-refining divine ability in Zhangyun Cave.
It requires at least three days of being bitten by the Ironclad Gu worms in order to achieve any success.

Basong practiced diligently every day, enduring the torment of being devoured by the Ironclad Gu worms. It took him three years to master this supernatural power!
At this moment, however, he was unleashing his full power!

The ink-black staff descended from the sky, and Jiang Heng's gaze narrowed slightly as he suddenly extended his right hand. Forty-eight Thousand Tribulation Breaking Dao Patterns covered his entire right hand.

It exudes a mysterious and exquisite aura, like a powerful weapon assembled from countless ingenious mechanisms and gears!
"clang--"

The crisp sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky.

Jiang Heng lowered his right hand three inches, and the terrifying force on the black staff was neutralized by the Thousand Machines Tribulation Dao Patterns.

But at this moment, he had already grasped the black staff.

Basong's expression froze instantly.

next moment.

Jiang Heng gripped the black staff with his right hand to prevent it from moving, while his left hand suddenly reached out.

A phantom image of a red ape, over ten feet tall, appeared on his body, and hundreds of qi sensations within his body combined with his physical body to erupt simultaneously!

The seemingly ordinary left hand transformed into a massive hammer, crashing down on Basong's chest.

The physical body covered by the iron-framed Gu worm Dao patterns was subjected to the [Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Hand] at the Lesser Completion Realm.
It only held out for a moment before being torn apart like a thin sheet of iron.

His left fist sank into the flesh of his chest, piercing through his ribs.

Basong's pupils contracted sharply, and he finally instinctively released the black staff in his hand.
His body flew backward and crashed into Eagle Beak Valley!

In an instant, the entire Eagle Beak Valley shook violently, and countless rocks tumbled down from the cliffs on both sides.

Jiang Heng picked up the long black stick and, without pausing, followed closely to Basong, who was stuck in the mud.

At this moment, Basong coughed up blood, and a look of terror finally appeared on his cold face.

"Don't……"

Jiang Heng remained calm as he raised the long black staff high.

Hundreds of energy pathways flowed through the body's meridians into the right arm.

On the skin's surface, the three body-refining divine passage patterns intertwine and reflect each other.

A surge of immense power flowed along the upper right hand, through the mysterious and exquisite [Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Dao Pattern], and into the black staff.

Then, it suddenly fell!
The black staff traced a crescent moon in mid-air before crashing down on Basong's waist!
"puff--"

Basong's eyes bulged out, and he coughed up blood.

The iron armor and gu insect Dao patterns on his waist suddenly shattered, his waist almost turning into bloody mud, and a huge roar came from the ground beneath his feet.

Then came the second blow, the third blow... cutting Basong in half at the waist on the spot!
The remaining immense force penetrated directly into the ground beneath their feet.
The ground beneath their feet cracked open like a spiderweb, the tremors spreading throughout the entire valley and lasting for a long time.

Basong, lying on the ground, had his body broken in two, his internal organs completely shattered, and his eyes were lifeless.

Jiang Heng withdrew his gaze and weighed the rather heavy, dark-colored staff in his hand.

"This is a good thing."

Most materials in the world today are not strong enough to be used as weapons for martial artists of level six or above.

Even the strongest special alloys are as soft as putty in the hands of a level six martial artist.

Therefore, most martial artists can only fight bare-handed.

However, if one has a weapon of sufficient strength, it can greatly enhance the combat power of a body-refining martial artist.

Bassong's black staff is heavy and strong.
Even after such a fierce battle, there was no sign of damage whatsoever.

This is clearly a very good weapon.

Jiang Heng, carrying a long staff, was about to get up and fly into the sky again.

Suddenly, a strange heat rose from the ground beneath my feet, as if...

The scorching magma looked like it was about to erupt!

Jiang Heng was slightly taken aback, and immediately looked down at the ground.

The spiderweb cracks on the ground were rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A surge of intense, crimson energy erupted from the crack.

Moreover, it's getting faster and faster, and the energy surging out is becoming increasingly violent.

Even Jiang Heng's legs, which were currently on the ground, felt a burning pain...

Jiang Heng immediately sensed that something was wrong.

With a leap, it was about to escape the ground and fly into the sky.

But the next moment.

"boom!"

The entire Eagle Beak Valley collapsed with a roar, quickly splitting open a huge crack several kilometers long to both sides!
Endless crimson energy, like magma at thousands of degrees Celsius, surged from the cracks and enveloped the heavens and the earth!

This directly plunged all the martial artists present into this massive torrent of energy!

Within this torrent of high-temperature energy stretching for several kilometers,
Jiang Heng was unable to stabilize his body and could only do his best to activate the divine runes within his body to protect his physical form.

At the same time, the black flames on his body transformed into a barrier to resist the violent energy from the outside world.

At this moment, Jiang Heng felt as if he were a small boat adrift in a storm, with nothing to rely on.

"What...what's going on?!"

……

Until several dozen breaths later.

As the external energy surge gradually subsided, Jiang Heng felt himself landing.

Only then did they break free from the protection of the calamity fire and look out into the world.

At this moment, the dark red mist formed from the special energy aura had already enveloped the entire world.

You can't see anything more than ten meters away.

On the hilly plains that were originally on the border of Nanjiang, a huge, endless rift valley suddenly appeared!

The rift valley was also filled with an endless, dark red fog, the bottom of which could not be seen at all.

As for the people who were fighting above Eagle's Beak Valley, it's unknown where they were swept away by the energy torrent...

Jiang Heng withdrew his gaze and gradually understood what had just happened.

Such a powerful surge of energy indicates that there must be a very large vein of refined energy beneath this rift.

The Thousand Poison Alliance warriors in Eagle's Beak Valley are probably here to find this mineral vein...

I just didn't expect that this mineral vein would be so unstable now.

A single battle triggered an eruption of energy from the underground mine, scattering everyone in the valley.

Jiang Heng took out the communicator from his pocket, turned it on, and sure enough, there was no signal.

He shook his head, then put the communicator in his pocket and chose a direction to go.

Soon, some scattered fragments of energy essence were found on the ground.

It's likely that all of this was due to the energy surge that rushed out from the bottom of the rift valley.

In the Wu'an Hall's contribution point shop, one point of contribution point can be exchanged for ten grams of energy essence.

Little by little, it adds up to a considerable sum.

However, it is rumored that the most precious thing in the energy essence vein is not actually the vein itself.

Rather, it is the various rare and precious materials that grow and are born in high-concentration energy environments...

As Jiang Heng pondered this, he casually picked up a piece of energy essence from the ground and glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

He immediately noticed a fist-sized, jet-black round stone lying on the ground not far away, surrounded by wisps of dark red mist.

"Ok?"

Jiang Heng raised an eyebrow slightly and stood up, about to step forward.

At this time.

Suddenly, a tall, towering figure emerged from the dark red fog opposite the round stone.

He wore a black robe with a dark-patterned jacquard silk lining and golden cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs.

This is the attire of the direct descendants of the thirteen caves of southern Xinjiang!

The person in front of me is probably the mastermind behind the Thousand Poisons Alliance's operation this time!
Jiang Heng stopped, slowly narrowed his eyes, and stared at the figure in front of him.

For a while.

The surrounding air gradually fell into a deathly silence, with only the thick, dark red fog churning endlessly...

(End of this chapter)