Demon, come and cultivate for me.

Zhou Chu turned to the second page, which showed a small figure practicing martial arts, with the words "..." written above it.

【Dragon Elephant Fist (Minor Mastery)】

[Having cultivated for eight years]

No wonder he didn't use much force just now, yet he was able to send Xu Kun flying far away with one punch. It turns out that the Dragon Elephant Fist was unleashed.

If it has such power even at the minor level, wouldn't it be able to kill someone with a single punch if it were fully mastered?

The original owner practiced two different techniques, both of which were displayed on the "Tai Xu Wu Xiang Tu".

Rather than being stuck here, I'd better master these two skills.

In the illusion, time is endless. Perhaps if you master the techniques, you will have the power to fight the mountain god.

Zhou Chu's consciousness entered the second page, transforming into the figure in the painting, and began practicing the Dragon Elephant Fist.

In the illusion, one feels neither hunger nor thirst, nor heat nor cold.

He would rest when he got tired from practicing, and then continue practicing when he was rested.

Twenty years have passed, and the Dragon Elephant Fist has reached its zenith.

After achieving mastery, there are even higher realms to reach, but Zhou Chu could no longer break through them, so he began to practice the "Dragon Form Guiding Technique".

Ten years later, Zhou Chu discovered that the "Dragon-Shaped Guiding Technique" and the "Dragon-Elephant Fist" seemed to be related.

Only when the former reaches a certain level can the latter improve.

The Dragon Form Guiding Technique improves physical fitness and lays the foundation for other exercises.

Only by improving physical fitness can the power of Dragon Elephant Boxing be unleashed.

In the illusion, Zhou Chu practiced diligently for eighty years.

【Dragon Form Guiding Technique (Completion)】

[Having cultivated for eighty-three years]

【Dragon Elephant Fist (Perfect)】

[Having cultivated for eighty-eight years]

According to memory, once the Dragon Form Guiding Technique is perfected, it means that the cultivator has entered the peak of body tempering and become an acquired martial artist with copper skin and iron bones.

With the Dragon Elephant Fist fully mastered, breaking rocks and cutting through water is a piece of cake.

At this moment, Zhou Chu seemed to have been reborn, and his mind was unusually calm.

A surge of intense heat coursed through my limbs and bones, as if it contained inexhaustible energy—a feeling of fullness I had never experienced before.

"A tiny mandrill, with ears like a clay chicken or a clay dog!"

Inside the mountain god temple, the villagers all knew that the shaman Zhou Chu was doomed to die this time.

But they didn't care.

What they were concerned about was whether the mountain god's anger would affect them.

Everyone knelt on the ground, too scared to even breathe.

They only hoped that after the mountain god killed Zhou Chu, he would calm down and spare their lives.

The enormous incense burner flew over everyone's heads with a strong gust of wind and crashed down on Zhou Chu.

At this moment, strange phenomena suddenly occurred.

A loud bang was heard.

The enormous incense burner shattered into dust in an instant.

On the ruins of the collapsed temple wall, Zhou Chu stood tall and proud, maintaining his punching stance.

This is……

He shattered the incense burner with a single punch?!

Even though the villagers witnessed it with their own eyes, they still looked on in disbelief.

The way the mountain god threw him out just now would have killed an ordinary person instantly.

But instead of dying, he...

They knew that Zhou Chu had practiced martial arts and was more skilled than ordinary people, but he had not yet reached the level of a true martial artist.

Otherwise, he would have already been registered as a martial artist by the government and lived a life of luxury in the city. Why would he be stuck in a poor village and become a lackey of the mountain god?

Xu Kun, who had been practicing martial arts diligently for ten years under the altar, knew that the power of Zhou Chu's punch was no less than that of his master at his peak.

His master was exceptionally talented and had practiced martial arts diligently since childhood, but it was only at the advanced age of sixty that he finally reached the peak of body tempering.

Zhou Chu was not even twenty years old, yet he possessed an aura no less impressive than his master had been back then.

How is that possible?

Moreover, Xu Kun had just taken a punch from him and sensed that he was also at the initial stage of Body Tempering, only slightly stronger than himself.

From beginner to expert, it only took a moment?

Xu Kun's mind went blank; he couldn't understand why this was happening.

What happened next left him utterly astonished.

Zhou Chu removed the strange mask from his face and threw it on the ground. He dusted himself off and said to the mandrill on the altar:

"You piece of trash, have you smashed enough?"

"Not dead?" The mandrill's crimson eyes flashed with ferocity. "Grandpa will play with you to death first, then play with the little lady."

After saying this, the mandrill stepped down from the altar.

It saw Xu Kun and his mother blocking its way and kicked them.

Realizing something was wrong, the woman shoved her son aside, but took a kick from the mandrill herself.

boom!

The woman was kicked towards the altar by the mandrill, and her bones shattered instantly.

His head slammed heavily against the edge of the altar, blood gushing out and soaking through his patched, coarse cloth clothes.

"mother!"

Xu Kun and the girl on the altar simultaneously let out desperate cries.

"brute!"

Zhou Chu roared and flew to the mandrill, punching it in the chest with his left fist.

Caught off guard, the mandrill was punched, and its massive body staggered back several steps before crashing to the ground.

It instantly stood up again, pointing its large, fan-shaped finger at Zhou Chu:

"You die! All of you mortals die!"

The mandrill let out a sharp roar.

The villagers were terrified, some even defecating and urinating.

Beneath the altar, Zhou Dahu knelt on the ground, inching backward step by step, inwardly cursing Zhou Chu for taking the wrong medicine and going mad.

The power of that punch just now greatly boosted Zhou Chu's confidence, and he was not afraid of the mountain demon's threat at all.

"You beast, you'll die first!" Zhou Chu strode towards the mountain demon, his killing intent almost tangible.

The mandrill swung its arm, and its huge hand slammed towards Zhou Chu.

Its arms were unusually long, and its palms were as hard as iron, giving it a strong confidence that it could smash Zhou Chu into a pulp with a single blow.

But soon it realized it was overthinking things.

Before its hand could even land, it had already taken several punches from Zhou Chu to its face and body.

"You're too slow!" Zhou Chu's figure flickered, and the mountain demon's palm strikes all missed their mark.

Zhou Chu's punches were fast and heavy, landing eighteen punches in a flash, each one hitting its vital points.

Before the mandrill could even let out a scream, its massive body collapsed to the ground once more.

"Don't kill me... I'll go... please..."

The mandrill bled from all seven orifices, struggled to get up, but finally gave up after several attempts.

A deep-seated fear swept over its entire body.

Since gaining sentience, it has never experienced such a near-death experience again.

It realized that its former lackey was no longer the mortal it could manipulate at will.

He was a human warrior who could take his life at any moment.

This scene also shattered the numb perceptions of all the villagers in the mountain god temple.

Even the mighty mountain god can be beaten until he begs for mercy!

click!

The crisp sound of bones cracking reached the ears of every villager.

Zhou Chu stomped and broke the mountain god's left arm: "It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

He bent down and grabbed the mandrill by the throat, then swung his fist, as big as a bowl, and smashed it down on the enormous, ugly head.

Boom! The ground trembled as the first punch landed.

Boom! Another punch landed, and the entire mountain god temple trembled, with tiles falling down in a clatter.

With his third punch, Zhou Chu gathered all the scalding heat from his limbs and bones into his fist.

As the fist slammed down, the wind from it roared like a dragon's cry, echoing throughout the entire Guniu Mountain, startling the birds and beasts in the mountain into scattering and fleeing.

Just three punches! The hideous mandrill's head was already mangled beyond recognition.

Zhou Chu stood up and exhaled a breath of stale air.

His entire body was covered in black, foul-smelling demon blood, making him look like a god of death crawling out of hell.

Only he knew that he had used too much force in his last punch, and his body was almost completely exhausted.

Beneath the altar, the villagers' fear was even greater than when they had first met the mountain god.

The villagers closest to the temple entrance were the first to react and ran towards the temple entrance.

Then, even more people began to rush towards the temple gate.

"Shouldn't they be celebrating? Why did they all run away?" Zhou Chu looked at the people scattering and fleeing in front of him, completely bewildered.

Beneath his feet, the mandrill's corpse was still trembling.

A hint of disgust flashed in Zhou Chu's eyes. He raised his foot and, with the last of his strength, stomped hard on the mountain god's chest.

puff!

Under immense force, the mandrill's heart exploded, spurting out black blood.

The corpse stopped trembling, and a wisp of black smoke drifted out of the monkey's mouth and went straight into Zhou Chu's brow.

Zhou Chu closed his eyes and his consciousness entered the "Tai Xu Wu Xiang Diagram".

The "Tai Xu Wu Xiang Tu" (Illustrated Diagram of the Great Void and Formless), which originally had only two pages of illustrations, now has an additional page of content.

The image on the third page was actually a portrait of the mountain demon that Zhou Chu had just killed.

Mandrill (Three Realms)

[Talent: (Great Strength) (Climbing)]

Lifespan: 512 years

Zhou Chu entered the third page of the illusion, where he saw a mountain demon wandering aimlessly.

Zhou Chu tried to call it closer, and it obediently walked up to Zhou Chu.

Let it go, and it will obediently leave.

Since I can cultivate in this illusion, can't I also cultivate in this demon soul?

With a thought, Zhou Chu summoned the mountain demon's soul again and ordered it to practice the Dragon Form Guiding Technique.

The demonic spirit obediently sat down cross-legged and began practicing breathing techniques.

In an instant, Zhou Chu's nearly exhausted body began to recover rapidly, and the heat flow in his limbs and bones began to gather and surge again.

This... is it a demon soul leveling service?