With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 333 Saving the Dragon and Tiger and Killing Two Demons: A Shockingly Powerful Force!
The [god] that Chu Yanhu had condensed completely dissipated at this moment!
He went berserk, raising his broadsword with both hands and wildly slashing at what lay before him.

The blades flashed, dragon-shaped energy surged, and countless small faces emitted shrill screams and wails.

The three heads were instantly ripped in half, with brain matter and blood gushing out everywhere, turning the entire workshop into a red world!
"Ahhhhh! Holy shit!"

There were only three, but no matter how Chu Yanhu chopped them down, he couldn't cut them all down.

It was as if as soon as one was chopped off, another would pop up, its head appearing suspended in mid-air all around, and the more it was chopped off, the more there were.

The blood piled up thicker and thicker, flowing along the patterns on the ground and weaving into an indescribable crimson array pattern.

In this pitch-black environment, the red light reflected from the ground was even more dazzling.

The low priest's sinister laughter came from all directions, making it impossible to discern where his true form was hiding.

"Hehehe, die!"

Countless bloody hands broke through the formation and tightly bound Chu Yanhu's limbs.

He swung his sword and severed three hands, but the newly grown, bloody hands, carrying the shattered brain matter from the previous cuts, coalesced into thicker tentacles that coiled around them.
The next instant, it will pierce straight between his eyebrows!
As if sensing something, the elder brother, Chu Yanlong, suddenly stared intently in the direction of the workshop, marking the separation of the battlefield.

The police station's martial artists, including Captain Han Qu, went to fight two fifth-level Ascendants.

The two brothers were originally together, facing off against the four sublimated crimson figures in the workshop.

Those who have undergone four ascensions are not as formidable in direct combat as martial artists of the same level; the two can easily win by instinct.

However, he was suddenly attacked and restrained by an "evil sorcerer" who controlled icy demonic energy.

He is also one of the vice priests of the Summoning Temple, a hidden figure in the shadows, a demonic force undetected by the police.

Large beads of sweat streamed down his face; at that moment, his heart felt as if it were being clenched into a fist.

"Little Tiger."

Chu Yanlong's eyes blazed with fury, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and the burning sensation in his chest almost burst through his throat.

The brothers were of one heart, and he ignored the eerie blue demonic energy that fell on his shoulder.

He turned and was about to rush into the blood-soaked workshop.

But at that moment, he saw something that made his pupils widen in shock!

call! ! !
The crimson light was particularly striking in the night, pouring straight in from above the production workshop.

The surging flames forcefully cleaved open a gap several meters long.

Also dissected were the fourth-stage demonic cultivators who had been hiding in the shadows of the factory, controlling the grand array.

As the fireballs fell to the ground, the blood plasma inside the factory floor shuddered and rose three feet high, exploding in all directions and covering the entire wall.

In the shadows, the vice-priest watched this scene helplessly.

Half of its head was missing, leaving only its mouth breathing weakly.

The upward-sloping part of the nostril was completely burned away, a truly mind-blowing sight.

A mixture of red and white droplets dripped from the blade of his fist. When Meng Chuan swung his hand, even with the armor on, the rock-like muscle lines flowed like a dragon in the wind.

Chu Yanhu looked up and saw Meng Chuan at this moment, who looked exactly like a savior in his eyes!
"Brother Chuan, thank you so much! I, Chu, am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace."

Meng Chuan waved his hand to interrupt:

"Alright, I'll go support your brother first. If you still have the energy, you can go support Brother Chen and the others at the police station, and then meet up with Captain Han."

"Understood, be careful too."

Chu Yanhu wiped the blood off his face and nodded vigorously.

He was only mentally injured by that demonic technique, and had only minor physical injuries. He could still fight, so he should just listen to Brother Chuan.

On another battlefield, Chu Yanlong felt much more at ease seeing the crimson light fall.

Turning his head, he suddenly frowned, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder.

The demonic energy, emanating a chilling aura, burrowed into the flesh along the wound.

The white frost escaping around the wound resembled a dense spider web.

Chu Yanlong tried to suppress the frost by controlling his qi and blood. Just as he managed to stop the spread of the icy spider web, the white frost turned into smoke and seeped into his pores, penetrating every nook and cranny!
Like true energy, demonic energy is also divided into various attributes depending on the demonic techniques practiced.

This extremely strange and eerie blue demonic energy was formed from the [Moon Demon Bone-Eroding Strength] cultivated by Priest Huang of the Demon Summoning Hall.

This demonic art is rare, a technique bestowed by a celestial demon that possesses strong direct combat capabilities.

It uses extremely cold demonic energy to erode the opponent's meridians, and the cold flows into the body and travels around like a living thing.

Wherever it passed, flesh and blood froze, and vital energy stagnated.

If it is not forced out in time, it will erode the heart meridian within a few breaths, resulting in the heart and lungs freezing and stopping beating.

Even more insidious is the fact that the chilling aura harbors demonic thoughts that constantly assault the martial artist's mind.

Once contact is made, even if the person is forced to reveal their true intentions, it will still cause them to become sluggish and impair their judgment.

Without the aid of precious healing medicines, he would eventually die from the dual torment of cold poison and mental anguish.

Chu Yanlong's heart sank. His inner energy transformed into a ferocious tiger, circling around the wound and blocking it from going deeper inside.

In the darkness of the night, a bone claw club, gleaming with a chilling blue light, suddenly emerged from the depths of the mist.

The three sharp claws are like crescent moons with barbs, and their surfaces are covered with fine frost patterns.

As Huang Jisi charged forward, each step he took created layers of thick ice that spread outwards from his feet.

The air emitted a piercing shriek, and the claw-like club, carrying a bone-chilling cold, stabbed straight toward Chu Yanlong's heart!

"die!"

Behind Chu Yanlong, a dark shadowy figure, shrouded in a ferocious aura, was surrounded by thick yellow true energy, and flames shot into the sky from behind it!

"Ah Long, step back." The power of liberation flowed through his blood. Meng Chuan realized that this person's demonic energy was not simple. The deep yellow light covering his surface was the earth element true energy protecting him.

Meng Chuan's fist blade descended from above, unleashing the flames that had gathered behind him, along with his true energy.

He casually swung out a scorching and deadly blade of light that was more than ten meters long!
Huang was not afraid at all; he was only one step away from the fifth sublimation.

Strands of pure demonic energy emerged from the small cauldron tattoo on his chest, instantly filling his back, forming a massive, dark blue to almost black iceberg of demonic energy that violently collided with the crimson flame!

Despite being clad in [Ferocious] armor, Meng Chuan remained completely fearless. From a single point to the entire surface, he resembled a fleeting ghostly figure, his fierce blade light weaving like rain within the iceberg.

During this time, countless icy demonic energies adhered to his body, but were instead strangled and dispelled by the black mist rising from the gaps in his hideous armor, which was covered with dark golden lines.

The armor plates clanged as they overlapped, and the crimson cracks that had been flickering like breathing burst forth with a fiery red light!

The spirit opens, the will drives, and the qi and blood are stimulated.

At this moment, Meng Chuan activated the power amplification of the Ferocious Armor for the first time!

With a sudden stop, and then in an instant, like the sharpest spear, the sound of ice shattering exploded one after another.

The power brought not only destructive force, but also a significant increase in speed.

The fiery momentum trailing behind him resembled two fiery red dragons, as Meng Chuan charged into battle time and time again!

Suddenly, Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow, as if sensing something, and abruptly dodged backward.

A massive snake tail, several meters thick, burst forth from beneath the glacier, transforming into a bolt of black lightning that lashed out at his waist.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan's fighting spirit was completely ignited, and he no longer wanted to dodge!

With a slight tremor in his heart, the reverse blade of his shoulder armor tore through the air, emitting a shriek like that of a demon.

As he lowered his waist and sat down, the concrete ground within a radius of ten feet collapsed under this immense pressure.

From the cracks in the ground, molten white and reddish steam rose up.

Propelled by the immense recoil, Meng Chuan's two fist blades overlapped one after the other to meet the attack, forcefully catching the oncoming giant tail.

The third-grade True Martial Fist Blade is incredibly sharp.

With the immense power poured in, the blade tip pierced the basilisk's body as easily as a chopstick inserting into tofu.

Then, Meng Chuan's two fists were also deeply inserted!

Roar!
The piercing scream that followed the pain echoed from the billowing demonic energy.

Meng Chuan's arms were covered in bulging veins, and countless huge fleshy tumors gathered under his ferocious armor, causing the dark golden cracks between the armor plates to widen even more.

Like molten lava, it seemed as if endless power was gathering here, accompanied by a roar!

"Wake me up!!!"

Boom——! ! !
Chu Yanlong was healing his wounds while looking for an opportunity.

His military armor couldn't withstand the surging demonic energy. Seeing Meng Chuan in his ferocious armor leading the charge, he couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his mouth.

"This time when I go back, I definitely can't be stingy anymore. I also need to get a good suit of armor to prepare for the trip to the Demon Nest at the end of the year."

He never wanted to stand by and be a spectator like he was today again.
Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Meng Chuan in mid-air, like Lu Zhishen uprooting a willow tree.

They forcefully pulled the giant snake with a human head, which was more than ten meters long, out of the dark blue demonic energy that was gathered like an iceberg!

Countless demonic energies tried to erode his body, but Meng Chuanwei remained fearless!

Like a tyrant lifting a tripod, he raised the body of the demonized Yellow Priest high into the sky.

Then his entire body transformed into a shooting star and crashed down!

Bang! ! !
After a long while, the dust and smoke dissipated.

The ground was smashed into ruins by the snake's body, and the Yellow Priest himself was buried under the rubble like a rag doll, his pitiful body lying there.

Meng Chuan let out a deep breath and suddenly looked into his mind.

Now that the battle is over, the proficiency progress notifications start flashing like a screen full of notifications.

【Molten Core Flame Burst Fist - Fragment: Beginner (1%) → Beginner (2%)】

[Beginner (2%) → Beginner (3%)]

Final frame:
[Molten Core Flame Burst Fist - Fragment: Beginner (48%) → Beginner (49%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit-Breaking Trait: ?]

"Completeness of the cultivation technique: (66 + 11)%"

Unintentionally, while manipulating the power of his inner fire, Meng Chuan used the [Molten Core Flame Burst Fist] and unexpectedly triggered an epiphany.

In addition to a significant increase in proficiency, even the completeness of the technique has improved.

He had a sudden realization that it was his own strike with the "serpent monster" that completed a step in this technique.

"Let's call it 'Molten Fire Opens the Heavens'."

Meng Chuan was also terrible at naming things, and without much time to think, he casually gave this style a name.

As expected of a true mastery-level fist technique, even at the beginner level, a torrent of qi and blood was clearly generated from within the body.

It then disperses into the limbs and bones, slowly gathering in the meridians.

"I'm not far from having enough Qi and blood to fill the third acupoint. Indeed, battle is the best way to grow."

His mind trembled, and in the blink of an eye, he suppressed the surging blood and qi.

Once this power merged into himself, he slowly walked to the side of Priest Huang and took out the bone claw demonic artifact from his tightly clenched hand.

This thing is also a valuable item; handing it over to the state would fetch at least tens of millions.

(End of this chapter)