Chapter 211: Bestial Overwhelm

Wan Tiande was about to go mad.

He felt like a fly trapped in a spider's web, the more he struggled, the tighter the invisible threads became.

The pressure from the array surged suddenly, and the little spiritual power left in his body was draining away at a rate that made his heart pound.

"Who is it? Who's messing with me!" he bellowed hoarsely, his voice betraying a hint of fear he himself hadn't noticed.

What answered him was not some mechanism or spell, but a heavy footsteps that made the ground tremble slightly.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

That sound came from far to near, each step feeling like it was stepping on his heart.

Wan Tiande whipped his head around, staring into the darkness deep within the cave.

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

That was not a person.

Or rather, it could no longer be fully called a person.

Standing nearly nine feet tall, his body was covered in dark, almost cast-iron scales, with ferocious bone spurs jutting from his spine and shoulder blades, curving into an arc of lethal beauty. His hands had turned into claws, glinting with a cold light in the dim glow.

What made Wan Tiande's scalp tingle was that face.

One half still retained Wang Shan's original outline, while the other half had fully bestialized, covered in fine scales, his mouth split open to reveal not teeth but menacing fangs.

"Wang... Wang Shan?" Wan Tiande's voice trembled.

This damn thing is Wang Shan? That Foundation Establishment ant I chased to the ends of the earth? What a joke!

Wang Shan did not answer.

He merely lifted his eyes, now completely turned into vertical pupils, and gazed at Wan Tiande indifferently, as if looking at a piece of... meat.

The next second, he moved.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, no spell preparatory gesture, not even the activation of any technique.

It was pure, beast-like pounce and slaughter!

Boom!

The ground beneath Wang Shan's feet exploded, his silhouette turning into a blurred black line that instantly crossed dozens of zhang, appearing before Wan Tiande.

"Seek death!"

Wan Tiande, after all a Golden Core Elder, still had his combat instincts. Without thinking, he flung out a gold shield etched with runes, which swelled to meet the attack and blocked him. At the same time, he pinched a hand seal, and a sharp Geng-metal Sword Qi thrust straight at Wang Shan's face!

However, a strange scene occurred.

That Geng-metal Sword Qi, capable of piercing stone, when it came within three feet of Wang Shan, seemed to be disturbed by some invisible force; its light quickly dimmed, and with a soft "pfft," it turned into specks of spiritual light and vanished into thin air.

Sword Qi... was "decomposed"?

Wan Tiande's mind went blank.

He didn't have time to think, for Wang Shan's scale-covered fist had already slammed solidly onto his golden shield treasure.

He didn't have time to think carefully, because Wang Shan's scale‑clad fist had already smashed solidly onto his golden shield magic treasure.

A deafening roar erupted—not like a fist hitting a shield, but as if two mountain peaks had collided head-on!

Terrifying power surged forth along the fist.

Terrifying power surged out along the fist.

Wan Tiande's prized Upper Grade golden shield treasure couldn't even hold for a breath; with a mournful cry, its sturdy surface instantly spiderwebbed with cracks.

Wan Tian De's Upper Grade golden shield magic treasure, which he was proud of, couldn't even hold for a breath; accompanied by a mournful cry, the sturdy shield surface instantly filled with spider‑web‑like cracks.

"Crack... bang!"

The golden shield exploded on impact, turning into sky-filling shards. Wang Shan's fist, undiminished, carried a piercing scream as it slammed heavily into the makeshift spiritual barrier he had hastily erected.

Creak——

The spiritual barrier groaned under the strain, buckling inward until it nearly pressed against Wan Tiande's chest.

He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, slamming hard into the rear cave wall and shaking loose countless stones.

The spirit shield emitted a groan unable to bear the load, violently caved inward, almost touching Wan Tian De's chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out; Wan Tiande felt his five viscera displaced, his bones nearly falling apart.

He struggled to his feet, staring at the slowly approaching "monster," and for the first time despair appeared in his eyes.

"What... what exactly are you?!"

Wang Shan tilted his head, a "creak-creak" of bone friction coming from his neck, as if adapting to this new body.

He ignored Wan Tiande's question and launched another charge.

Wang Shan tilted his head, and a "crack‑crack" bone‑friction sound came from his neck, as if he were adapting to this new body.

Wan Ti was truly terrified. He frantically backed away, both hands flying out as he hurled every spell and talisman he could at Wang Shan.

Fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades...

Yet these spells, which in the Outside World would make low-level cultivators tremble at the mere mention, landing on Wang Shan could not even break his surface scales, only kicking up a string of insignificant sparks. The chaotic, primordial, unreasonable beastly aura about him seemed to form a natural "Law-Breaking Domain," warping and shattering any spell that relied on heavenly spiritual energy.

"How... how could this be..."

However, these arts that in the Outside World would be enough to make low‑level cultivators pale at the mere mention, when they fell on Wang Shan, could not even break his surface scales, only scattering a string of insignificant sparks. The chaotic, primordial, unreasonable beastly aura about him seemed to form a natural "Law‑Breaking Domain"; all arts relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to construct would be twisted and shattered by it.

But he was shocked to discover that, although the opponent's attacks looked savage and crude, wide and open, they actually followed some pattern he could not comprehend.

When he dodged left, Wang Shan's claws happened to block his next landing spot on the left.

When he tried to retreat, a thick vine would suddenly burst from the ground beneath his feet and wrap around his ankle.

He dodged left, and Wang Shan's claws just happened to block his next landing point on the left.

He wanted to retreat, but a thick vine would suddenly burst from the ground under his feet and wrap around his ankle.

He had just wanted to soar up, but countless sharp stalactites would hang down from the rock wall above his head, forcing him to tumble to the ground in a sorry state.

The whole cave seemed to have become Wang Shan's claws and fangs!

Wan Tiande felt he was not fighting a cultivator, but the entire world itself!

«Golden Core Domain! Open for this old man! »

Wan Tiande, forced into desperation, finally played his last trump card.

His Golden Core spun wildly inside him, a power of law unique to him trying to spread out, seeking to bring this space under his control.

However, the domain had barely expanded less than a foot when the surrounding air suddenly stagnated.

On the cave wall, those eerie blood-red symbols blazed with red light! A will more overbearing, more ancient, more chaotic surged from all directions, crushing his fragile domain embryo.

«Pfft—»

Wan Tiande, as if struck heavily, saw his domain collapse instantly; the power of law backfired on him, causing him to spurt another mouthful of reversed blood, his breath instantly wilting.

His Golden Core domain was actually crushed to pieces by the very environment here!

It's over.

Wan Tiande's heart turned icy cold.

He watched helplessly as Wang Shan's claw tore apart his last defense, the cold-light flashing claw looming larger and larger in his pupil.

At that critical moment, a jade pendant on Wan Tiande's chest suddenly burst forth with brilliant light, forming a light screen that barely blocked the strike.

Screech—

The light screen shattered, but Wan Tiande seized the chance to violently retreat, opening a distance of several dozen zhang.

He glanced down at his chest, where the protective jade pendant had already turned to powder—a life-saving gift from his master, now used up.

He lifted his head again to look at Wang Shan.

All he saw was that on the claw of Wang Shan blocked by the light screen, several scales were shattered, revealing the fresh red flesh beneath.

But before Wan Tiande could catch his breath, the flesh at the wound began to writhe and grow at a visible speed; in the blink of an eye, new, thicker, more ferocious scales had regrown.

Wang Shan lowered his head to examine his claw, good as new, then lifted his head and gave Wan Tiande an extremely human-like smile full of mockery.

As if saying: You, is that all you've got?

At that moment, all of Wan Tiande's pride, dignity, and hope were completely shattered by that smile.

He finally understood.

What stood before him was absolutely not a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Techniques were ineffective, magic treasures hard to wound, his flesh was strong to the point of aberration, able to self-heal and self-evolve in battle, even to control the entire environment……

This is not human.

It is a monster wearing human skin—no, too lazy even to wear that skin!

One… that feeds on Golden Core cultivators, a true «Beast God»!