If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

The Seventh Security Zone, located at the deepest point underground.

This is the ultimate lair of the Seventh Division of the Dark Spirit Society—the Crimson Palace.

Deep within the underground palace stood a colossal altar constructed from countless human bones. Above the altar floated dozens of faintly glowing black life tablets, each representing a high-ranking member of the Dark Spirit Society.

At this moment, the underground palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out in the silent underground palace, sounding particularly jarring.

The gray-robed deacon in charge of guarding the life tablets suddenly looked up. When he saw what was happening at the highest point of the altar, he was struck dumb, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground!

At the top of the altar, there was the highest-ranking life tablet representing the vice-leader "Ghost King," radiating a scarlet light.

A deep crack actually split open in the middle!

Followed by.

boom!

The entire life tablet shattered with a deafening roar, turning into a cloud of black powder that drifted away completely in the wind.

"The...the Vice Leader's life tablet...is broken?!"

The gray-robed deacon's face was ashen, and a hoarse scream, as if he had seen a ghost, escaped his throat.

"How is this possible! The Vice Sect Leader is a Town General-level expert! In the entire Seventh Security Zone, besides that old codger in the military, who could kill him?!"

Not just the Ghost King.

Just as the gray-robed deacon was horrified, the three Grandmaster-level life tablets below the Ghost King's life tablet, representing the Blood Fiend Twins and the Blood Bone Elder, also shattered one after another!

Annihilated!

The top combat force sent to carry out the kidnapping mission was completely wiped out in just half an hour!

"Something terrible has happened...the sky has fallen!"

The gray-robed deacon scrambled out of the altar hall and raced toward the deepest part of the underground palace, toward the perpetually closed, blood-red giant door.

"Master! The Master has emerged from seclusion! The Vice Master and the others... have perished!!!"

Accompanied by the butler's shrill scream.

Rumble—!!!

The massive, blood-red gate at the deepest part of the underground palace slowly opened to both sides with a muffled, loud thud.

A vast pressure, ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than the Ghost King, and a blood-soaked tidal wave, instantly erupted from the giant gate!

The temperature in the entire underground palace plummeted to freezing.

The low-level evil cultivators kneeling on both sides of the passage were so oppressed by this force that they could barely breathe, and their bones creaked under the strain.

"What's all the noise about?"

An old, hoarse voice, as if it came from the depths of the deepest hell, boomed in everyone's ears.

Accompanied by the sound, a bald old man, emaciated and dressed in a dark gold robe, slowly walked out of the blood-red giant gate.

His eyes were sunken deep in their sockets, and his pupils had an eerie dark purple hue, as if countless wronged souls were roaring madly within them.

The Supreme Ruler of the Seventh Division of the Dark Spirit Society—the Cult Leader!

A terrifying existence whose strength has reached the late stage of the Town General level, and who has already stepped into the peak Town General level!

"Master...Master!"

The gray-robed deacon pressed his head firmly to the ground, his whole body trembling violently, and reported in detail the news of the shattered life tablet and the reason why the Ghost King went to Abandoned City No. 019 to kidnap Lin Xiaoya.

After hearing the report, a dangerous glint flashed in the cult leader's dark purple eyes.

"Go and bring over the surviving spies from the outskirts of Abandoned City 019."

"I need to know who dares to touch anyone from my Dark Spirit Society."

A few minutes later.

Two low-ranking spies, covered in blood and terrified, were dragged before the cult leader.

Without wasting words, the cult leader stretched out his withered hands and placed them on the heads of the two spies.

"Soul Search!"

Accompanied by the agonizing screams of the two spies, fragmented memories were forcibly extracted by the cult leader and projected into the air.

The screen shook violently due to the spy's extreme fear at the time.

Even so.

All the high-ranking members of the Dark Spirit Society inside the underground palace still clearly saw that scene!

It was a dark gold demon god with eight arms growing from its back and long hair dancing wildly!

The demon god's face was covered with hideous and twisted ancient battle patterns, and his eyes, which had no whites and were as pure as black holes, revealed an absolute ferocity that could crush all living beings!

Without using a single trace of true energy, relying entirely on his terrifyingly unreasonable pure physical strength, he shattered the Ghost King's Guardian Domain with a single punch! He also shattered the Ghost King's true energy armor with a single punch!

Finally, as if by teleportation, he directly crushed the Ghost King's head!

The entire process was swift and efficient, brimming with the ultimate aesthetics of violence.

Before this demon god, the Ghost King was as fragile as a baby who had just learned to walk!

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

"No internal energy fluctuations! He destroyed the Zhenjiang Armored General purely through physical force? How is that possible! When did such a monster of physical training emerge in the martial arts world?!"

As they watched the scene unfolding in mid-air, a collective gasp filled the underground palace, and all the evil cultivator elders' eyes were filled with undisguised horror.

The cult leader, who had been expressionless, suddenly narrowed his dark purple pupils to the size of pinpoints when he saw the terrifying form of the eight-armed demon god!

An unprecedented chill instantly swept over the entire body of this late-stage town general.

"Ancient body cultivator...this is a powerful primordial body cultivator who has long since disappeared!"

The cult leader's aged voice surprisingly revealed a hint of shock and deep apprehension.

He stared intently at the inhuman eight-armed demon god in the image, combining it with the information his subordinates had just provided.

The Ghost King went to capture the younger sister of the student named Lin Yuan in order to force out the "mysterious master" behind Lin Yuan.

Now, this terrifying being, unlike any human and resembling an ancient ferocious god, has descended and crushed the Ghost King with the most brutal physical means!

"I see... I understand now!"

A look of shock and sudden realization flashed in the cult leader's eyes.

"No wonder the military was so polite to that good-for-nothing student named Lin Yuan! No wonder they didn't even dare to mention that expert's name!"

"This is no ordinary senior expert! This is an ancient body cultivator monster who has lived for countless years and cultivated his physical body to the extreme!"

The more the cult leader thought about it, the more terrified he became.

That method of crushing the town's domain purely through physical density is definitely proof that physical cultivation has reached a legendary level. In the sect leader's view, the eight-armed, black-eyed form in the image is the martial arts manifestation of this "old monster master"!

"That Ghost King, that good-for-nothing idiot!"

The cult leader couldn't help but curse, his facial muscles contorting slightly with anger and lingering fear.

"His attempt to kidnap the younger sister of that old monster's only successor was tantamount to directly provoking the wrath of this ancient fiend! Getting blasted to pieces was entirely his own fault!"

The sect leader stood with his hands behind his back, and a terrifying pressure from the late stage of the Town General level swept across the entire area once again, forcibly suppressing the fluctuations in his heart.

"Issue my decree!"

"From this day forward, all overt forces of the Dark Spirit Society's Seventh Branch shall completely withdraw from the Seventh Safe Zone!"

"Everyone, go underground and lie low! No one, regardless of their identity, is allowed to approach that disciple named Lin Yuan or his sister even a step closer!"

"Anyone who dares to provoke this ancient and ferocious god again, I'll skin them alive!"

Upon hearing the leader's order, the elders around him, though unwilling, all nodded frantically like chickens pecking at rice after witnessing the terrifying power of the eight-armed demon god.

"Your Excellency is wise! We should indeed avoid such an unreasonable and monstrous creature!"

"However, Master..." a trusted elder mustered his courage to ask, "The Vice Master died such a tragic death, are we, the Dark Spirit Society, just going to swallow this insult?"

"Swallow it?"

The cult leader glanced coldly at the elder, a sinister smirk playing on his lips.

"Temporarily avoiding confrontation does not mean we admit defeat."

"Although this old monster has an abnormal physical body, the path of body cultivation ultimately has its limits and flaws!"

The cult leader turned around and walked towards the crimson giant gate.

His voice echoed faintly in the empty underground palace.

"Immediately utilize all our advanced channels on the dark web to issue an exorbitant underground bounty!"

"A reward is offered for all information regarding the origins and details of this 'Eight-Armed Primordial Body Cultivator'!"

"I will use the continent's most advanced intelligence network to uncover the weakness of his strange, physical training technique! When I emerge from seclusion and reach the peak of the Town General realm..."

"It was when this old monster, along with his precious disciple, was completely annihilated!"

Rumble!

The crimson gate slowly closed.

Meanwhile, the entire seventh branch of the Dark Spirit Society, this massive and bloody underground machine, began to shrink and lie dormant at an incredibly resolute speed under the leader's orders.

This battle, which shook the entire Seventh Security Zone, has finally come to a temporary end amidst the awe and fear of all parties.

however.

None of them knew.

The eight-armed demon god they regarded as an "ancient monster".

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in that narrow, dilapidated rented room in the working-class district.

I'm having a headache trying to figure out what breakfast to prepare for my younger sister tomorrow.