Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

The fist shadow, covered with fine blue snake scales, was unleashed with a sharp, piercing sound. This sound was not an ordinary whistling, but more like the tearing sound of a sharp blade slicing through cloth.

The air trembled as the force of the impact was crushed, and a strong, pungent stench of snakes mixed with putridity rushed toward Zhao Zheng's face before the fist could even reach him.

Zhao Zheng felt a bone-chilling coldness wrapped in this foul, fishy smell, which made his pores shrink. He looked at the powerful punch from the snake woman and crossed his arms to block it.

boom--

Step, step, step...

The sound of heavy footsteps and tearing rang out together. Zhao Zheng, who had taken several steps back, stared expressionlessly at the sleeves of his arms that had been torn apart by the snake woman's terrifying force.

The snake woman seemed to think that Zhao Zheng was no match for her, and stopped her pursuit with a playful attitude.

The blue snake scales that had appeared on her face and hands disappeared, and her expression became strange and alluring again as she looked at Zhao Zhengdao with a mocking gaze.

"Oh, why are you so quiet? Didn't you ask me a lot of questions just now? Keep asking me questions..."

"You think you've got me cornered?"

Zhao Zheng, who had taken off his tattered Zhongshan suit and tossed it aside, asked with a smile. The snake woman nodded slightly and revealed a strange smile.

"Of course~"

whoosh-

The snake woman's body resembled a venomous snake ready to devour its prey. She lunged at Zhao Zheng, covering several meters in the blink of an eye and arriving before him.

This time, however, she didn't use her fists, but her mouth. Her mouth was strangely twisted open like a snake's, no, it should be said that she was a snake to begin with.

The snake woman's mouth split open to her ears, her once alluring lips now wide enough to swallow a huge watermelon.

Her lips curled up, revealing gums that were no longer rosy but bluish-black, and two rows of thin, sharp, white fangs.

A sticky, snake-like liquid dripped from between her teeth, stringing down her chin, and a foul, fishy stench emanated from her mouth.

However, instead of biting Zhao Zheng's face, she suddenly and strangely grew to three or four meters tall, adopting a snake-like hunting posture, bending over and opening her blood-red mouth to swallow Zhao Zheng's head, as if she wanted to devour him alive.

However, just as the snake woman's gaping maw was about to swallow Zhao Zheng's head, a burst of brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from Zhao Zheng's body.

A dazzling golden light, as bright as the midday sun, burst forth. Perhaps it was instinct, or perhaps the blinding light startled the snake woman, who instinctively stepped back as she bent over!

"You lost..."

Zhao Zheng's calm voice rang in the ears of the snake woman, who had subconsciously closed her eyes, causing her to open them in a fit of anger.

But when she opened her eyes and tried to swallow Zhao Zheng alive again, what she saw was still dazzling golden light, but it was no longer the golden light of the sun as before.

Instead, they were tiny golden beams of light of varying brightness, similar to the rotating colored lights in nightclubs.

Golden beams of light emanated from the black glove that Zhao Zheng had somehow put on, each beam extremely dazzling and flashing rapidly at an eerie speed.

As the golden light burst forth, Zhao Zheng's fist seemed to transform into a rotating colored light in a dance hall, flashing countless tiny golden beams of light at different angles.

In just a moment, the snake woman felt a sudden wave of nausea, accompanied by a slight dizziness!

Am I poisoned?

Are you kidding me?

Even a venomous snake like me can get poisoned!

The moment the snake woman's thought arose, she extinguished it herself, and at the same moment she extinguished it, she began to refute herself.

She forced herself to suppress her nausea and instinctively tried to dodge Zhao Zheng's incoming fist, but it was too late. She could only watch helplessly as the fist smashed into her face.

bang——

A muffled thud sounded from the snake woman's face, accompanied by a cracking sound of bones breaking.

The snake woman let out a strange, shrill scream that was unlike anything in human form. As she staggered backward, her body, which had grown to a bizarre height of nearly four meters, instantly returned to normal.

When she stopped backing away, her once charming face was gone, replaced by a snake-like face exposed by her torn skin.

Just as the snake woman subconsciously tried to find Zhao Zheng's voice, Zhao Zheng's voice rang out from behind her!

"Are you looking for me?"

"you……"

Upon hearing Zhao Zheng's voice from behind and witnessing the sudden burst of brilliant golden light, the snake woman's face revealed an extremely human-like fear. She was terrified by Zhao Zheng's speed, and her body instinctively twisted like a snake.

But when she swiftly turned her upper body around to her back, what she saw was not Zhao Zheng, or rather, she subconsciously looked at a golden immortal god behind Zhao Zheng, slowly walking towards her amidst the lingering dust.

Upon seeing this god who was sixteen feet tall, clad in golden armor, with three heads and six arms wielding axe, bow and arrow, sword, bell, halberd, and rope, and whose face was filled with boundless wrath, the snake woman's pupils shrank, and she cried out in utter terror.

"Tianpeng..."

Clang——

A blinding flash of cold light appeared, like a thunderclap ripped across the night sky. The snake woman felt her vision suddenly spin, and then she saw a familiar headless body.

"This seems to be my body..."

The snake woman subconsciously thought this, and then she saw a pair of feet, and Zhao Zheng's faint voice rang out again.

"You know what? The moment you chose to look me in the eye, you already lost..."

chap——

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing bone rang out along with a series of cracking sounds. Zhao Zheng expressionlessly used the Tai'a sword to stir the snake's head, then withdrew the sword and turned to look at the snake body that had revealed its true form after the snake woman's death.

A long snake, nearly eight meters long, burst through clothes and skin in an instant—a large, entirely blue snake!

To be honest, Zhao Zheng didn't quite understand how this snake demon managed to stuff such a large body into that human skin.

"A spell like 'Mustard Seed Sumeru'?"

Does the art of "Painted Skin" include this kind of magic?

Zhao Zheng guessed what was going on, then looked at the roof. A figure floated down to Zhao Zheng's side. The person was none other than Daoist Tianyi, who had anticipated Zhao Zheng's danger and had come long ago.

"You...know the Heavenly General's Spell?"

Master Tianyi, who witnessed the battle between Zhao Zheng and the snake woman, looked bewildered. Zhao Zheng shook his head and poked the snake's body with his long sword.

"Won't!"

"Then what you just did...?"

Master Tianyi pondered with a puzzled look at the golden, sixteen-foot-tall Tianpeng Dharma Image that had just appeared behind Zhao Zheng.

"You mean this...?"

A golden light flashed across Zhao Zheng's body, and the three-headed, six-armed deity behind him, clad in golden armor and wielding an axe, bow and arrow, sword, bell, halberd, and rope, appeared again, though it was far less clear than before.

Daoist Tianyi, who had not sensed any divine power, looked on in bewilderment and hesitated for a moment before reaching out to touch it.

He then passed through the golden Tianpeng Dharma Image with ease, like a reflection in water, which completely stunned him.

"This...this is fake!"

"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Zhao Zheng smiled and spoke, but when he saw Daoist Tianyi's face darken, he pouted and pointed to the dense holes in the shirt behind his back.

"Do you know the principle behind pinhole imaging? Hmm? You don't even know that? You've seen shadow puppetry, right? The principle is similar!"

Zhao Zheng explained that the principle behind his summoning of the golden image of Marshal Tianpeng was actually very simple: it was a combination of the Golden Light Divine Mantra and the principle of pinhole imaging, which involved creating tiny, dense holes in the image of Marshal Tianpeng on the back of his shirt.

By the way, the image needs to be upside down, otherwise the golden Marshal Tianpeng will appear head down due to the principle of pinhole imaging.

Don't ask him how he knows, just remember to reverse the image of Marshal Tianpeng when you stab it.

"..."

Master Tianyi's expression was slightly bewildered, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the black gloves Zhao Zheng was wearing.

Gloves covered in dense holes!

Thinking of Zhao Zheng's fist that had just produced tiny beams of light with varying degrees of intensity, he was a little uncertain, yet also certain.

"This...this is also the Golden Light Divine Mantra?"

"Yes, but I gave it a new name: 'The Heavenly Mirror of Roses and Clouds.' What do you think? Not bad, right?"

Zhao Zheng reached out and activated the Golden Light Divine Mantra. Instantly, tiny, brilliant golden beams of light of varying brightness burst forth from the gloves, which had dense holes of different sizes and depths.

In an instant, the surroundings were transformed into a golden disco alley. It was just that there was no music and the era was wrong, otherwise Zhao Zheng thought that perhaps his Uncle Yi would dance for him that day.

"..."

The name is very good.

But why do I feel nauseous?

Master Tianyi endured his nausea and slight dizziness as he looked at Zhao Zheng. It was only because Zhao Zheng was unaware of Master Tianyi's thoughts that he knew what he was thinking. If he had known, he would have explained to him what a high-frequency flickering of light and dark with a frequency of up to 50 Hz was.