One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

The wind at the mouth of the canyon carried a nauseating smell of blood and burnt flesh, howling and swirling in the deathly silence of the night.

The pale moonlight shone on the pile of corpses lying haphazardly, casting even more grotesque shadows on their twisted limbs.

Right in the center of that hellish battlefield.

The only short-haired man still standing was looking down at the gaping, bloody hole in his shoulder.

That was left after being pierced by a piece of gravel.

The skin and flesh at the edges of the wound were rolled back, and dark red blood was still seeping out.

"Gulp..."

A clear swallowing sound abruptly broke the deathly silence of the scene.

Zhang Chulan, who was hiding behind the rock, peeked out and witnessed this bizarre scene, which sent chills down his spine.

"This old devil... is he still swallowing his saliva at a time like this?"

"Was he scared out of his wits or starved?"

However, what happened the next second made everyone present widen their eyes.

sizzle-

A sound like raw meat being grilled on a hot plate rang out.

Suddenly, wisps of milky white mist emerged from around the bloody hole in Baron's shoulder.

Those muscle fibers that were originally rolled and broken began to wriggle, intertwine, and grow wildly, like living worms.

It only took two breaths.

The penetrating wound, which would have been fatal to an ordinary person, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not even a scar, but only a patch of new, pink skin.

"call……"

Baron exhaled a long breath of stale air, the waste gas that was being forcibly expelled from his body as impurities were expelled.

He slowly raised his head.

Those eyes, which were originally filled with terror, now held no trace of fear.

Instead, a chilling, almost perverse fanaticism and greed took hold.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and a trickle of saliva uncontrollably escaped from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his silvery-white stubble onto the ground.

Hey.

He stared intently at Zhang Taichu not far away, his gaze not at all like that of a killing god who had just slaughtered his entire squad.

It's like watching a freshly served, steaming hot, absolutely delicious dish.

"It smells so good..."

Baron stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping against a table:

"It smells so good..."

"This purity of Qi...this life energy without any impurities..."

"I've never smelled anything so tempting before..."

As he spoke, he took an uncontrollable step forward, his muscles trembling slightly with excitement.

"If I could eat you..."

Even just one bite...

"Can I... become an immortal too?"

Wang Zhenqiu hid behind, his hand holding the phone trembling, the image on the screen shaking wildly:

"Holy crap...is this foreigner a pervert?"

"That's the Six Treasures Immortal Thief!"

Zhuge Qing's expression was solemn as he stared intently at the faint white light emanating from Baron's body.

"One of the Eight Extraordinary Skills: The Sage's Thief, the Immortal Thief of the Six Treasuries."

"This thing can instantly break down all ingested substances and transform them into its own Qi."

"To him, there is nothing in this world that is inedible, not even poison, not even... people."

Zhang Taichu stood still, maintaining his hands-in-pockets posture.

He looked at the old man in front of him, whose reason had been completely dominated by his appetite, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Want to eat me?"

Zhang Taichu's lips curled into a half-smile, and he even stretched his neck forward, revealing his long, white carotid artery:

"Okay."

"I'm standing right here."

"If you're so capable, come and take it yourself."

Before he could finish speaking...

Whoosh—!

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.

Baron's figure vanished into thin air.

It's not the kind of visual persistence caused by speed, but a true and complete disappearance.

It's like a drop of water merging into the ocean, completely concealing all traces of its presence, sound, and even its existence.

This is precisely the advanced application of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief—perfectly assimilating one's own aura into the surrounding environment.

"careful!!"

Zhang Chulan roared, and golden light shone from his body.

But the next moment.

Baron's figure appeared behind Zhang Taichu without warning, like a ghost.

The distance between the two is less than half a meter.

Barron's once refined face was now distorted beyond recognition, his mouth agape at an exaggerated angle, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth.

"I'm going to...start eating!!"

He let out a beastly roar and bit down hard on Zhang Taichu's unsuspecting neck.

If he bites hard, not only will a major artery be severed, but even steel bones will be broken by his reinforced teeth.

however.

Faced with this deadly sneak attack, Zhang Taichu didn't even turn his head.

He didn't even try to dodge.

puff.

A soft sound.

Baron's teeth were firmly biting into Zhang Taichu's neck.

But it only bit down.

The anticipated pleasure of gushing blood and tearing flesh did not materialize.

Barron felt as if he had bitten into a block of ice that had never melted in millennia; his teeth were sore from the shock that they almost shattered on the spot.

But he ignored it all and activated the Six Treasures Immortal Thief instantly, his digestive system running at full power, attempting to forcibly extract energy from this "food".

"suck!!"

"Suck it!!!"

He roared wildly in his mind, greedily sucking away.

but.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Even though he used all his strength, sucking until his cheeks were sunken, he couldn't draw out a single trace of Qi from Zhang Taichu's body.

The feeling was like an ant crawling on a dam, trying to drink the entire reservoir dry with a straw.

Not only could he not inhale, but he also strained so hard that his face turned bright red.

"How... is this possible..."

A look of confusion and astonishment flashed across Baron's eyes.

Since mastering the Six Treasures Immortal Thief technique, he had never encountered a situation where he could only look but not eat.

Just as he was about to loosen his grip and try to bite somewhere else.

A long, strong hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed the back of his head.

The hand was incredibly strong; its five fingers were like iron clamps, firmly gripping his skull and rendering him unable to move.

"Why did it stop?"

Zhang Taichu's slightly teasing voice slowly drifted into his ears:

"Weren't you hungry?"

"Didn't you want to eat it?"

"You can't even handle one bite?"

Barron felt a sudden chill run down his spine as an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped him.

His instinct was to give in and escape from the monster.

But the large hand that was gripping the back of his head suddenly pressed forward, forcibly pressing his mouth even tighter.

"Since your teeth aren't good, you can't suck it in."

"Then this humble Taoist priest will show some compassion."

"I'll lend you a hand."

boom--!!!!!

As Zhang Taichu finished speaking.

A terrifying, indescribable surge of energy erupted from Zhang Taichu's body without warning.

It was no longer a trickle.

That was a river bursting its banks! That was a tsunami overflowing its banks!

That immense, suffocating surge of primordial energy, following the spot where Baron was biting, poured wildly and violently into his mouth, down his esophagus, and into his stomach, whether he wanted it or not.

"Ugh!!!!!"

Barron's eyes widened instantly, his pupils bulging outwards and filled with bloodshot veins.

"Gurgle... gurgle... gurgle..."

He was forced to swallow the energy in large gulps, making rapid and painful sounds in his throat.

But there was simply no time to digest it.

The Liu Ku Immortal Thief's once-proud digestion speed was a joke in the face of this raging energy.

His stomach was instantly filled, then his intestines, and then all the meridians in his body.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!!"

Baron frantically pounded on Zhang Taichu's arm, kicking his legs wildly on the ground, trying to break free from this hellish "feeding".

But Zhang Taichu remained unmoved.

He stood with his back to Baron, one hand cupping the other's head, continuously channeling energy powerful enough to burst everything.

sizzle-

Barron's body began to swell rapidly, like an inflated balloon.

The combat uniform, which originally fit well, was stretched taut and made a tearing sound as it was unable to bear the strain.

Fine cracks began to appear on his skin, and blood seeped out, instantly staining his clothes red.

"ah--!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream was choked in his throat, turning into a muffled whimper.

I'm so full.

The feeling of having your internal organs squeezed by energy and on the verge of exploding is ten thousand times more painful than any torture in the world.

This is hardly eating.

This is practically force-feeding!

"Eat."

Eat more.

Zhang Taichu even kindly increased the intensity of his output, his tone as cold as an emotionless machine:

Wasting food is not a good habit.

"Swallow it!!"

boom! boom! boom!

Baron's blood vessels finally couldn't withstand the terrifying pressure and burst one after another.

Puffs of blood mist sprayed from his pores, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

His consciousness began to blur, and the world before him turned blood red.

His stomach, which he had once been so proud of as a "bottomless pit," was now experiencing waves of excruciating pain.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have been so greedy.

He shouldn't have eaten that monster.

This isn't food, it's a nuclear bomb that's been swallowed!

Barron's belly had swelled up like that of a woman about to give birth, and he was on the verge of exploding.

Zhang Taichu then reluctantly released his grip.

"puff--!!!"

The moment he was freed from his restraints, Baron collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

He opened his mouth wide and began vomiting violently onto the ground.

"Wow--!!!"

What came out was not food residue, but clusters of extremely thick, almost liquid white qi.

The wisps of energy fell to the ground, making a sizzling, corrosive sound, and burning small pits into the hard rocks.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

Barron vomited and coughed violently, his face covered in a mixture of snot, tears, and blood.

He curled up into a ball, his whole body convulsing, and there was no longer a trace of greed in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Taichu.

Only a deep, soul-deep fear.

It's like a mouse that almost choked to death watching a giant elephant teasing it.

"Tsk."

Zhang Taichu turned around and looked down at the twitching mass of rotten flesh on the ground.

He reached up and touched the faint teeth marks around his neck; the skin wasn't even broken.

"Your appetite is good."

Zhang Taichu pulled a tissue from his pocket and disgustedly wiped the hand that had just been holding Baron's head:

"It's these teeth..."

"It's really terrible."

As he spoke, he casually tossed the blood-stained tissue at Barron's face, his gaze as indifferent as ice.

"The Six Treasures Immortal Thief?"

"A saint stealing?"

"Oh."

"He's just a glutton who never knows when he'll be full."

Behind the rocks in the distance.

Wang Zhenqiu finally lowered his hand that was holding the phone.

He looked at the arrogant "foreigner" Barron in the distance, who was now lying on the ground like a dead dog, dry heaving and unable to even get up.

"Gulp."

Wang Zhenqiu swallowed hard, feeling his stomach churning.

This fighting style... is too brutal.

Killing someone is nothing more than a beheading.

This is simply rubbing human dignity into the ground, and then stepping on it after rubbing it in.

"Old Wang..."

Zhang Chulan nudged Wang Ye beside him, looking visibly shaken.

"If it were you, could you withstand Uncle-Master pouring so much water down your throat?"

Wang Ye rolled his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

"Carry my ass."

"I would rather sever my own meridians than experience the feeling of being stuffed to death."

"That's too much..."

"This is like stuffing people with foie gras!"