Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"oh!"

"So eager to be reincarnated? Well then, I'll give you a ride!"

"Boom!"

Jiang Wangzu swung his fist out, and the force of tens of thousands of pounds slammed into the head of the vengeful ghost, causing its head to spin rapidly and fly backward!

Boom boom boom!

Jiang Wangzu's momentum was overwhelming. His huge feet carried unparalleled power and directly smashed the remaining three half-crippled ghouls into pieces!

"A cougar?"

"this one?"

Jiang Wangzu spread his hands and spoke with great nonchalance.

"Are you a monster?"

"When I first met you, you didn't seem this strong."

"In just a few short months, your strength has undergone a tremendous change."

"Although these four cougars are not martial artists, in a sense, their overall strength is no less than that of a martial artist who has just entered the Qi and Blood Realm."

"Furthermore, their bodies have been modified by the water demons, making them as hard as rock, impervious to swords and spears, and they have no sense of pain, making them fearless in the face of death."

"These are killing machines born for slaughter, yet they are so utterly vulnerable in your presence."

"You are now probably comparable to a martial artist at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm."

Luo Shiqi looked at Jiang Wangzu and said with emotion.

He had originally thought that today might be a fierce battle, and he might need to release the great evil spirit from the red lacquered coffin to suppress these four vengeful spirits.

Before he could even make a move, Jiang Wangzu swiftly and cleanly killed him.

"I haven't played against them, but I guess it's pretty much the same."

"Dealing with that guy from Longjiang won't be easy."

"However, I do have a question: that thing has existed for so long, why haven't the various forces in Shanghai thought about dealing with it yet?"

"You know, Shanghai is a hub for various forces. Surely they can't even handle a monster like the Water Demon?"

"As far as I know, this strange beast, the Water Demon, hasn't reached the strength of a martial arts grandmaster at the Innate Realm yet, has it?"

Jiang Wangzu spoke up with some dissatisfaction.

"hehe."

"If you tell them there's a gold vein at the bottom of the Longjiang Wharf, they'll probably be able to drain the Longjiang River dry the very next day."

"But if you tell them that there is a strange beast called the Water Demon, which is almost comparable to a master of innate martial arts, ravaging the area underwater in the Longjiang River."

"Then they'll have to weigh the pros and cons."

"Shanghai does not belong to any of them, and Longjiang Wharf is not under their control."

"The water demon, a beast comparable to a master of innate martial arts, is indeed powerful. Sending a few people at the Qi Realm level might not solve the problem and could even cost them their lives."

"If we were to ask a martial arts grandmaster at the Innate Realm to take action, the price would be too high."

Even if some top forces have a martial arts grandmaster at the Innate Realm in charge, they are reluctant to let him take action.

"After all, martial arts masters at the Innate Realm are strategic weapons. They should be used if possible, and even if they are used, they should not be used in such a way."

"If everyone acts selfishly and for their own benefit, the country will cease to exist!"

Luo Shiqi seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, and said these words with great emotion.

Jiang Wangzu remained silent after hearing this.

He had originally planned to ask the old man to help him eliminate the strange beast, the Water Demon, from Longjiang.

But after thinking it over and over, I still didn't bring myself to say it.

Because Chen Liujia had made it very clear to him before he became his apprentice.

He was only responsible for teaching Jiang Wangzu martial arts, and he couldn't even guarantee that the secret medicines could be supplied to him to a certain level.

He wouldn't intervene if Jiang Wangzu got into trouble outside.

Jiang Wangzu did not think the old man was somewhat cold-hearted.

The old man also had enemies, and he came here to live in seclusion to avoid them.

Once the old man makes a move, his identity will likely be exposed.

Actually, it's not just Jiang Wangzu who doesn't offer help.

Even if something happens to Han Qiao, he will still stand by and do nothing.

Once, Han Qiao's Xianlemen dance hall suffered a devastating attack. Four martial artists at the Jinli realm tried to ambush and kill Han Qiao, but the old man did not intervene even in such a critical moment.

Of course, Jiang Wangzu wasn't that rigid.

If I really can't handle it, the old man won't care.

He also wanted to lead the strange beast, the water demon, towards the old man.

What?

You say this behavior is shameless?

I'm about to die, what do I care about my life? What do I care about my reputation?

"Old Luo, this topic is getting a bit heavy."

"Now that we've dealt with the accomplice of this strange beast, the Water Demon, how about I treat you to a stroll through the Never-Sleeping City's nightclub?"

"How about I introduce you to a few hot dancers to keep you company?"

Jiang Wangzu naturally put his arm around Luo Shiqi's neck and winked at him.

Bang bang bang!

Jiang Wangzu's arm accidentally touched the red lacquered coffin that Luo Shiqi was carrying on his back, and a violent tremor came from the coffin, as if something was about to break out!

"not good!"

"Brother Jiang, your yang energy is too strong, it's stimulating the corpse puppet in my coffin!"

"He's about to break free from my control."

"If he escapes, it will be a disaster for the entire city of Shanghai!"

Luo Shiqi spoke with a very unpleasant expression.

"Why is your corpse puppet so ferocious?"

"Didn't you create this corpse puppet yourself? Why can't you suppress it?"

Jiang Wangzu asked with some doubt.

The fifth level of the Corpse Cremator, the Coffin Carrier, can refine powerful corpse puppets for his own use.

However, if one's own strength is too weak to suppress the corpse puppet, it is easy for the corpse puppet to kill one in return.

However, this only applies to the fifth realm, the coffin bearer.

But Luo Shiqi himself said that he had already reached the sixth level of the Corpse Creation Master, the Soul Suppressor level. How could he not be able to suppress the corpse puppet in this red lacquered coffin?

"This corpse puppet was not made by my own hands, but was passed down to me by my master before he passed away."

"My master's master, who was also my grandmaster, passed on this red lacquered coffin to my master before he passed away."

"So the corpse puppet in this red lacquered coffin is the foundation passed down through generations of our lineage. I don't know exactly how many generations it has been passed down."

"My master said that this might be the ancestor of our lineage of crematorium craftsmen, with immense and terrifying power."

Luo Shiqi spoke with a solemn expression.

"To turn one's own ancestor into a corpse puppet and play with it every day?"

"Your lineage of disciples truly embodies the power of filial piety!"

"What do you need me to do?"

"Didn't you use my blood to suppress this ferocious ancestral corpse puppet before?"

Jiang Wangzu also recalled the time when Luo Shiqi asked him to borrow the blood of the most masculine and yang essence.

Click!

The red lacquered coffin, which was locked by layers of chains, suddenly cracked open, and a terrifying aura emanated from it.

"Oh no, he's trying to escape!"

"Quickly, Brother Jiang, follow me and draw talismans on this coffin to suppress him temporarily. I'll figure out a way to completely stabilize him later."

"I'll draw first, then you follow along!"

Luo Shiqi bit his middle finger and then quickly drew blood talismans on the red lacquered coffin.