After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

Upon hearing Shen Shuchou's words, the tiger's bloodied and mangled face instantly flared with rage. Its already ferocious features twisted into a grimace, and the veins beneath its rotten flesh throbbed wildly.

The next second, a huge beast's paw covered in viscous blood suddenly rose up, like a dark cloud pressing down, blotting out the sun, and brought a fierce wind that tore through the air as it slammed down on Shen Shuchou.

Shen Shuchou's eyes narrowed, a flash of cold light appeared at his fingertips, and he instantly cut the hemp rope around Tantai Chigu's waist, then scooped her up in his arms to protect her.

His figure retreated rapidly like a ghost, narrowly avoiding this earth-shattering palm strike.

He knew that although Tantai Chigu possessed a forbidden body, he was still in his initial, naive state and would surely die if struck by this attack before he was fully formed.

"boom--!!!"

The beast's paw slammed into the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently. A spiderweb-like crack spread wildly from the point of impact, and a powerful shockwave spread out like a tsunami.

Trees within a radius of several miles snapped in response, their branches and leaves flying everywhere.

The group of children and burly men who didn't have time to react were already crushed into clouds of scarlet blood mist in the terrifying aftershocks.

Before he could even scream, he vanished completely into the air.

Gazing at this hellish scene, Shen Shuchou's face remained expressionless, though a faint ripple flickered in his eyes, vanishing in an instant.

He was never here to be a savior. His entire journey to this world was solely for the little guy in his arms who was still trying to bite his arm.

When the attack missed, the mountain lord's terrifying flesh and blood body suddenly swelled to nearly nine feet tall, standing there like a writhing, fleshy little mountain.

An even more overwhelming pressure spread out as if it were a tangible force, crushing the surroundings with a strong, putrid stench, making the visual and aura impact increasingly terrifying.

In Shen Shuchou's perception, this oppressive aura was roughly equivalent to the Integration Realm in the cultivation world.

With his current strength, he is not only not afraid, but killing it would not be too difficult.

Before he could think it through, the enormous mass of flesh in front of him suddenly flapped its massive blood wings.

Suddenly, countless sharp bone spikes shot out from the holes in the wing membrane, like a rain of arrows whistling through the air, shooting towards Shen Shuchou and blocking all paths of evasion.

Despite the unavoidable offensive, Shen Shuchou remained calm.

He exerted a little force with his palm and gently tapped the back of Tantai Chigu's neck, knocking her unconscious. He then carefully placed her in a relatively safe corner behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the figure in the green robe moved.

He moved like a streak of blue lightning through the dense bone spikes, his movements so fast that only a blur remained.

Every turn and maneuver was precise to the millimeter, carving a path through the rain of arrows and approaching the tiger step by step unscathed.

Under the watchful gaze of the mountain lord's only remaining, bloodshot eye, Shen Shuchou suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his body abruptly soared into the air.

Facing the ferocious face of this colossal creature, he raised a fist that seemed exceptionally small compared to its size, and with a whooshing sound, slammed it down!

This punch was like a giant dragon that had been dormant for thousands of years swinging its massive tail, crashing into a mountain with the force of thunder!

Before the fist even arrived, the surrounding air was already torn apart, emitting a wailing shriek, and the dust on the ground was blown up by the invisible air waves, forming a shockwave that could be seen with the naked eye.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the immense force collided with flesh and blood, it seemed as if the heavens and earth trembled.

The mountain lord's massive body, nearly nine feet tall, was sent flying backward by the force of the punch, as if struck by a collapsing sky.

The heavy body plowed a deep trench several meters long in the ground, with gravel and rotting flesh mixed with blood splattered everywhere, and even the air was filled with a scalding, fishy smell.

But this is just the beginning.

Before the mountain lord's massive body could land and stabilize itself, Shen Shuchou's figure had already approached like a ghost, and his second punch rose and fell without warning!

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves; only the power, condensed to its extreme, converged at the fist's edge, seemingly capable of shattering stars and breaking the void.

The moment the fist was thrown, the wind and clouds changed color!

The airflow in front of them was blasted open, creating a jagged vacuum rift, and the surrounding light seemed to be distorted by this force.

"Bang!"

An unparalleled force slammed into the mountain lord's chest, and his already decaying flesh and blood body instantly exploded like a rotten melon struck by a heavy hammer, leaving a bloody hole the size of a washbasin!

Severed blood vessels fluttered like broken red ribbons, and bits of flesh, pus, and white bone fragments mixed with black blood gushed out.

This terrifying power plunged the world into a brief, deathly silence.

"You're asking for it!"

The mountain lord let out a deafening roar, and although the two fists tore open hideous wounds on its body, they did not fundamentally damage it.

With its blood-red single eye burning with furious flames, before it could finish speaking, its huge beastly paw covered in sticky blood had already clenched into an iron fist, and with the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, it slammed back at Shen Shuchou!

At such close range, the force of the punch came like a steel whip, leaving no room for evasion.

Moreover, Shen Shuchou had no intention of hiding in the first place; a chilling killing intent suddenly flashed in his calm eyes.

His aura surged like a tide, and the muscles beneath his green robe tightened subtly, every bone and tendon buzzing with power.

Facing the colossal fist that blotted out the sky, Shen Shuchou advanced instead of retreating, his body slightly lowered.

With his right fist clenched like iron, he met the opponent's attack and unleashed a seemingly small but incredibly powerful punch!

The moment the two fists collided, it was as if the airflow in the entire space was instantly sucked away.

Immediately following was a deafening roar that could shatter eardrums, and a violent shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, sending rubble and rotting flesh flying into the air!

The fist's wind tore through the long night sky of the forbidden land like a sharp sword, carrying an overwhelming force, and actually pierced through the huge fist covered in rotting flesh in front of it!

The sounds of bones cracking and flesh bursting mingled together, and thick black blood mixed with bone fragments sprayed like rain.

"You are weaker than I thought."

Amidst the filthy, foul-smelling blood mist, Shen Shuchou's indifferent voice pierced through the blood rain and clearly reached Shan Jun's ears, carrying undisguised indifference.

At that moment, the mountain king's remaining single eye suddenly contracted.

It once again felt a chill called fear within this decaying body, spreading throughout its body like ice water being poured over its head.

In its blurred vision, it could only see the figure in the blue Taoist robe leaping high into the air amidst the rain of blood.

His handsome, otherworldly face remained completely calm, except for a deep, utter, and utter contempt hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Clang!"

The next moment, a clear and sharp sound, like a dragon's roar, suddenly exploded in the mountain king's ears.

The loud voice pierced through the blood mist, creating a thunderous roar in its murky mind.

That sound! It's that sound!

The mountain lord's remaining single eye suddenly widened, and its body beneath the rotting flesh began to tremble uncontrollably.

The voice that had terrified it for decades was ringing out again, and it was coming from this mysterious Taoist in blue robes!

Decades ago, it was a sword's cry that pierced the sky, and a figure in white robes wielding a sword descended to earth like a god.

With a single sword strike, it severed half its life, forcing it to flee in a sorry state and hide in this dark, forbidden place to eke out a living.

But now, decades later, that death-dealing sword cry has rang out once again!

Shan Jun stared intently at Shen Shu Chou, his eyes filled with shock and confusion—it was clearly the sharp whistle of a sword breaking through its sheath.

But the Taoist in blue robes in front of me had nothing in his hands, not even a trace of a sword hilt. How could he produce such a sword cry that made my soul fly away?

The sound did not come from a physical object, yet it was sharper than any blade, like an invisible ray that had already pierced its already riddled mind.

Suddenly, a dazzling sharpness erupted from Shen Shuchou's fist, the fist tip carrying an incomparably sharp fist-sword force, like an invisible sword piercing through the long night.

As the fist and sword tore through the darkness, a blinding light suddenly shone across the entire world, illuminating the gloom of the forbidden land.

In an instant, countless eyes hidden in the shadows of this forbidden land suddenly opened.

Crimson, dark green, or murky, countless gazes traversed the void, all locking onto the earth-shattering commotion in this direction.

As the mountain lord gazed at the all-consuming, dazzling light of day, his entire body trembled.

It knew perfectly well that it couldn't dodge this attack; the deep-seated fear had completely drained it of all courage to resist.

"You...you're not taboo at all...who are you?!"

The mountain lord let out a desperate roar, its voice filled with the terror of impending death.

"Rip!"

After a crisp sound, its massive, nine-foot-tall, blood-red body shattered like paper under the force of the fist and sword, turning into a cloud of warm blood mist that spread out, leaving not even a trace of bone behind.

Shen Shuchou, dressed in a green robe, slowly landed on the ground, his clothes unstained by any blood.

He stared at the dissipating blood mist before him, his eyelids not even blinking. He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered only three words, his voice calm yet clear, echoing in the empty forbidden land.

"A stranger in a foreign land".