Chapter 139: Three Punches Beat the Green Forest Hero to Death!

"You little beast!"

Situ Long's fury drove him mad, his eyebrows and eyes bulging as blood trickled down—he had actually torn the corners of his eyes open by force.

He tore off his upper garment in a raging roar and charged toward Qin Shuo.

Under the eruption of his qi, his body turned crimson like a blazing fire, the sweat on his skin vaporized into thick white mist.

His ten fingers splayed wide, arms stretching and pulling, the air between heaven and earth seemed to be sucked entirely into his palms; under the compression and convergence of his True Essence within, it condensed into a gangqi flood dragon.

Weilong Divine Palm, gangqi taking form!

As he thrust this palm forward, the crimson on his body vanished at visible speed, as if this single strike contained all of his True Essence and blood qi.

"Good timing!"

Qin Shuo's eyes blazed bright.

Without the other mountain bandits hindering him, he could now focus entirely on facing this accomplished Refining Organs realm bandit of Mulin Prefecture.

He stepped forward, and the ground instantly trembled as if trampled by a herd of elephants, the entire hilltop shuddering violently.

On land, elephant power reigns supreme!

The Four Symbols Power is enough to shake mountains and move the earth.

He drew back his right fist like drawing a bow to full moon, then unleashed a punch.

Boom!

Fist meets palm!

The moment the fierce, rigid force touched his palm, Situ Long felt as if he had been brutally trampled by a primordial savage elephant.

That force gave him the illusion of an ant colliding with a mountain.

Within three zhang centered on their clasped fists, the earth collapsed, soil sank, rocks and vegetation shattered, transforming into raging floods that surged upward, raising a towering curtain of dust and smoke, as if to blot out the sky.

"Ah!"

Situ Long's eyes bulged; the surging qi and blood within him burst through his clenched teeth—he didn't even have time to open his mouth before blood sprayed from his mouth, nose, and eye corners.

Scalding blood, mixed with fragments of shattered organs.

Just one punch, and the Weilong gangqi he had cultivated for decades tore apart like paper.

He didn't even have time to release the force.

That immense force, like a raging sea, slammed into his orifices, shattering his True Essence throughout his body.

"Still not dead?" Qin Shuo exclaimed in surprise.

This Situ Long's external training is indeed formidable—he could actually match my Vajra Body and Great Longxiang Force head-on without immediately exploding, truly rare.

"Don't even dream of killing me!"

Situ Long's face bulged with blue veins, his True Essence wriggling like a small snake beneath his skin; in a daze, it seemed as if gangqi had condensed into dragon-scale armor on his surface, radiating a chilling light.

"To actually use gangqi manifestation to this extent!" Qin Shuo was moved.

Gangqi manifestation requires mastery of qi force at an extraordinarily exquisite level to be possible.

At this moment, Situ Long was using gangqi to form dragon-scale armor.

Such a method would be difficult to achieve without decades of arduous refinement.

But so what?

"If one punch doesn't kill you, then I'll give you another!"

Step, draw back, punch—done in one fluid motion!

A deep, terrifying sense of danger welled up from Situ Long's heart; he raised his arms, densely covered in 'dragon scales,' high overhead, crossing them in front of his body.

Bang!

The 'dragon scales' all over his body shattered!

This time, Situ Long finally couldn't hold on!

His Weilong gangqi, spread throughout his body, was blown apart by this fierce, unmatched punch—his arms' flesh and blood exploded, the white bones inside shattered into several segments, and his two blood-red eyeballs were blown apart as well.

The Four Symbols Power is beyond what an ordinary mortal body can withstand!

Though Situ Long's external training is strong, he still couldn't endure this inhuman impact.

But it's not over yet!

"Third punch!"

In the deep darkness, Situ Long heard a voice devoid of any emotion, cold and icy.

Thud!

Like a heavy hammer striking a sack of rotten cloth!

Situ Long's burly body was sent flying sideways, and when he landed, his bones were completely shattered, his five viscera and six bowels reduced to fragments.

However, as a Refining Organs realm cultivator, his vitality exceeded that of ordinary martial artists by more than tenfold; even reduced to a puddle of mud, Situ Long still clung to one breath of life, not yet fully dead.

Qin Shuo heavily exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, stepped forward, and prepared to completely end tonight's battle.

"Wait!"

At that moment, a figure darted out from the nearby woods.

The newcomer was none other than Pang Tong, the Flying Star General of the Demon Suppression Division.

With such a huge commotion on the mountain, his Refining Organs realm strength naturally noticed it.

However, when he arrived on the mountain, he happened to see Qin Shuo slash and kill the burly, red-bearded man.

That strike left him astonished to the point of heavenly awe.

He immediately wanted to join the fight, to capture and kill this notorious bandit of Mulin Prefecture together with Qin Shuo.

But before he could act, he was locked onto by a strand of overbearing, sharp qi.

That was Qin Shuo's qi.

The other party had long sensed his arrival; that trace of qi was a warning to himself, not to interfere.

As a Demon Suppression General, being warned in this manner by his own subordinate, the Cloud Dragon Captain, Pang Tong experienced it for the first time.

Though displeased, he ultimately still followed Qin Shuo's will, choosing to stand by.

Then he saw Qin Shuo punch Situ Long to death in three blows.

Who was Situ Long?

He was a formidable bandit so strong that even the several top constables of the Six Gates, working together, could not subdue him, famed as invincible in external training!

Even if Pang Tong himself faced him, he would not dare say he could surely suppress him.

Yet this very veteran organ-refining expert who had roamed Mulin Prefecture for years was today beaten to death in three punches by a youth not yet twenty!

This shock dealt a powerful blow to Pang Tong's understanding of martial arts.

He had always believed that divine abilities were merely martial arts stronger than supreme techniques.

Under an absolute gap in cultivation, even if the opponent possessed divine abilities, he could still overcome them with strength.

And this was also why, these past days, he could interact calmly with Qin Shuo without feeling that the latter's possession of divine abilities made him particularly special.

Until tonight!

Qin Shuo, with cultivation just entered Condensing Truth, killed Situ Long—far superior to him by a major realm—in three punches, and only then did he truly feel the terror of divine abilities.

Ignoring cultivation gaps, killing across levels to defeat opponents far stronger than oneself.

Such power is truly formidable!

No wonder the Division Master values him so highly, not hesitating to set aside the investigation of the Ghost Mother Sect to come all this way just to see this youth.

Such strength, such potential, merits the attention of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Pang General wishes to spare his life?"

Qin Shuo raised an eyebrow, instantly seeing through the other's intent.

Possessing the Heavenly Wolf Divine Sense, he had already sensed the other's arrival when he first stepped onto the mountain.

At that time he was in the thick of a fierce battle, naturally unwilling to allow outsiders to interfere, so he released a trace of qi as a warning.

Unexpectedly, this Pang General turned out to be a man of principle, refraining from action and giving him the opportunity to hone his martial skills.

In martial cultivation, only bitter training without actual combat cannot bring the Martial Path to perfection.

Qin Shuo naturally would not pass up this opportunity to temper his martial arts.

He now possesses multiple martial arts: White Ape Tiangang Saber, Longxiang Golden Body, Hanshan Fist, Jingtao Palm...

Though these techniques have been refined and now seem as if he created them himself, to fully integrate and unify them into one force requires constant tempering in actual combat.

"Not bad!"

Pang Tong approached the already nearly inhuman Situ Long, forcibly suppressing his inner turmoil, and said in a deep voice:

"I have sensed the aura of the Innate Ghost Mother within this person's body; perhaps we can use him to find the Innate Ghost Mother's whereabouts."

"Innate Ghost Mother?"

Hearing these words, Qin Shuo's heart stirred; he tapped the ground with his toe and flew like a golden peng spreading its wings toward the ruined temple.

Not long after, he returned carrying a hideous and ugly Mountain Ghost.

"Mountain Ghost?"

Pang Tong's pupils contracted, his face turning iron-blue as he said: "This Mountain Ghost has already devoured nearly a thousand people; it is a true man-eating demon.

I never expected that even Situ Long, a famous greenwood bandit for years, could not resist the temptation of the Thousand-Person Ghost Pill and became a lackey of the Ghost Mother Sect."

Immediately he turned his head to Qin Shuo and said: "Leave this Situ Long to me for now; after I extract the Ghost Mother Sect's whereabouts from him, I will hand him over to you for disposal!"

"Good!"

Qin Shuo had no objection, merely nodding slightly and saying: "Pang General, you go down the mountain first; after I clean up the battlefield, I will come shortly."

Upon hearing this, Pang Tong glanced at the Mountain Ghost, then at Qin Shuo, said nothing in the end, and carried the mud-like Situ Long down the mountain.

Until his figure disappeared into the forest, a voice drifted slowly on the wind:

"Though the Thousand-Person Ghost Pill's potency is strong, it is entwined with vengeful spirits; Qin Captain, if you wish to consume it, you should supplement it with tiger blood and venison to dispel its evil!"