Chapter 631

"You, damn it!"

Standing about ten meters tall, the towering Wu Tou let out a roar, his muscles rippling across his body, inside him came the sound of essence-blood boiling like angry waves crashing against the shore, a flash of Blood Light streaked across his shattered right shoulder wound, and his broken arm instantly regenerated.

Swinging his arms, like two evil dragons emerging from the sea, he kicked up a suffocating gale that surged straight at Wu Tie.

The Barbarian God Tribe rarely uses divine abilities and secret techniques in battle, preferring to crush enemies with pure power and their formidable flesh.

Wu Tou is a rare intelligent and adaptable oddity among the Barbarian God Tribe, but his bloodline dictates that his fighting style remains direct, simple, crude, and violent.

He unleashed a heavy punch, and behind Wu Tie five-colored divine light flickered as he swung the God-Beating Whip; the whip's shadow split left and right, turning into two streams of purple-gold divine light, carrying layers of auspicious aura, it coiled invisible void-binding force and roared toward Wu Tou.

Wu Tou threw his head back and let out a long howl, his arms suddenly swelling, elongating by several meters in an instant, and his fists slammed into Wu Tie.

Wu Tie never expected Wu Tou to still have such combat skill.

He brought down a heavy punch, shattering his armor all over—this was merely a Nine-Forged Immortal Weapon seized from a raid in Jade Prefecture, how could it withstand Wu Tou's essence-blood avatar's full-force strike?

His arms suddenly bulged, and as Wu Tie swung the God-Beating Whip down at Wu Tou's fists, the whip missed his fists and lashed heavily against Wu Tou's arms.

This time, Wu Tou exerted his full divine power.

Layer upon layer of viscous blood-colored divine light spewed from his arms, condensing into visible Blood Light armor that covered his arms.

The God-Beating Whip came down with a terrifying blast, shattering layer after layer of thin Blood Light armor; in an instant the whip smashed through countless layers of Blood Light armor, finally landing solidly on Wu Tou's arms.

With two thunderous booms, the two arms—thicker than Wu Tie's waist—were shattered by a single strike of the God-Beating Whip.

With the whip's strike landing, Wu Tie's armor, the noble robe underneath, and even his close-fitting inner armor were torn to shreds, countless fragments screaming outward, carrying fine glimmers of dim light in all directions.

The fine fragments flew only a few meters before friction with the air ignited them, spewing blinding flames and intense heat, instantly burning into wisps of blue smoke.

Wu Tie's feet sank three inches into the ground, and he was involuntarily slid back dozens of meters, his feet carving grooves dozens of meters long in the earth, with faint smoke rising.

Struck in the chest by Wu Tou's heavy punch, Wu Tie's chest caved inward.

His extraordinarily tough bones acted like springs; after being depressed a few inches, as Wu Tie retreated his ribs snapped back, unleashing a thunderous roar like the simultaneous vibration of thousands of strong bowstrings.

The flesh and organs near his chest were jolted by the immense force; although his outer heavy armor, close-fitting inner armor, and the two Nine-Forged Immortal Weapons were shattered, they still helped Wu Tie lessen some of the lethal impact of Wu Tou's heavy punch.

His hard bones and tough flesh absorbed about half of the force.

Five-colored divine light flickered behind him; although Wu Tie did not activate the Five Elements Divine Light of the Peacock Bright King, he channeled primordial heavenly and earthly energy into a mana shield, layering the Five Elements' power, which likewise dissipated part of Wu Tou's punch force.

Added to the God-Beating Whip's binding force, Wu Tie did not fully unleash the whip's power, yet the weapon's tremendous might still weakened Wu Tou's heavy punch's terrifying lethal force by about half.

All told, less than ten percent of the force from Wu Tou's heavy punch passed through his chest and surged into his chest cavity.

Even so, Wu Tie's fragile viscera, weaker than his bones, still suffered grave damage—including his heart—with countless tiny cracks appearing on his organs and massive amounts of blood spurting out.

He opened his mouth and spat a jet of blood far away, as the blood qi in his chest surged, his eyes turning bloodshot.

Wu Tie lifted his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on Wu Tou, then he smirked and said, "Just a mere guard—how dare you assault a noble of the Divine Kingdom? I, the king, will have you slain!"

Wu Tie knew full well who Wu Tou was.

This fellow is one of the so-called Divine Spirits, and moreover a familiar member of the Barbarian God Tribe to Wu Tie; the tribe's appearance and their power attributes are quite distinctive.

A deity… heh, but Wu Tou has not revealed his identity… and even if he did, what then? With the status of Prince An Huo Xiong, it would be impossible for him to know the dealings between the Divine Kingdom's high echelons and the so-called Divine Spirits.

Therefore, Wu Tie vaguely labeled Wu Tou as a private army guard of Gongyang Sanlü.

No matter how high Gongyang Sanlü's stature, his private army guard daring to assassinate a noble of the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom—Wu Tie need not even kill him; even ransacking and exterminating his clan would be justified by heavenly law and royal decree.

Gongyang Sanlü rose to his feet, his eyes also slightly reddened, staring fixedly at Wu Tie.

To his face, Wu Tou was consecutively severely wounded twice by Wu Tie.

This is a true deity… even though the Wu Tou here is merely an essence-blood avatar, this avatar is a fine specimen that Gongyang Sanlü spent over a thousand years crafting, expending countless resources to perfect for Wu Tou.

Wu Tie shattered Wu Tou's two arms.

In Gongyang Sanlü's eyes, what was shattered was not arms, but piles upon piles of rare resources stacked like mountains.

Gongyang Sanlü's mind was in turmoil—Prince An Huo Xiong actually possesses deity-level combat power?

How is that possible?

According to intelligence Gongyang Sanlü obtained from the military archives, this Huo Xiong is still under a hundred years old; even if he had cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique and even if he had obtained the Primeval Legacy in the southwest, his strength would still be absurdly excessive.

Oh, right, the State-Protecting Divine Artifact!

A strange light flickered in Gongyang Sanlü's eyes as he stared fixedly at the God-Beating Whip in Wu Tie's hand.

According to intelligence from Gongyang Sanlü's spies, Prince An Huo Xiong, on the night of the Starlight Illumination more than half a year ago, melted the State-Protecting Divine Artifact Black Heaven Cauldron of the Great Martial Divine Kingdom and, by some unknown means, forged it into a General-Beating Whip.

This whip's power is terrifying indeed!

Countless thoughts flashed through Gongyang Sanlü's mind in an instant.

Wu Tou let out a low growl, his body shuddering as his shattered arms regenerated once more.

The terror of the Barbarian God Tribe lies here: as long as they draw breath, with their monstrous vitality, they can quickly heal from any injury, no matter how severe, in an instant.

Moreover, the more severe the wound, the more intense the emotions, the higher the fighting spirit, the fiercer the Barbarian God Tribe becomes, and the greater their combat power.

"Prince An Huo Xiong… die!" Wu Tou roared to the heavens, his body shifting as his flesh rippled like water; blood-colored scale armor erupted from beneath his skin, instantly encasing him in a thick layer of armor.

At this moment, Wu Tie issued the order to slay Wu Tou.

In the distant high sky, scores of elite Wood Spirit archers flashed out from behind the thick clouds, gusts of turbulent wind howling forth; each arrow, meticulously forged by the Ancient Weapon Office, inscribed with runes and coated with a lethal poison blend, glimmered with an elusive faint light, tracing sinuous arcs in the air like countless venomous serpents wrapped in tiny whirlwinds, screaming as they pierced straight at Wu Tou.

Above the Prefect Governor's Manor, hundreds of heavily armored commanders brought by Gongyang Sanlü hovered in the air, their formation like a great iron pot, firmly locking down the entire manor below.

Thousands of Wood Spirit archers drew their bows in unison, each loosing dozens of arrows in a heartbeat, and in the blink of an eye over a hundred arrows flew.

For a moment, the sky was filled with arrow shadows, and in the field of view only countless thin, deadly streaks of light streamed down from all directions.

The hundreds of heavily armored commanders could not make out the trajectories of the sky‑filled arrows; they only felt a chill all over, and then countless arrows whizzed past, grazing their bodies, cheeks, and earlobes.

In a single breath, the thousands of archers loosed at least nearly a million arrows, falling like a violent storm.

Despite such a dense barrage, not a single arrow strayed to harm even a mosquito flying by; every arrow was linked in perfect coordination, like a well‑drilled unit, striking straight at Wu Tou's vital spots all over his body.

The arrows came down like a tidal wave, astonishingly, the Wood Spirits, while shooting from high altitude, had their arrows behave like tornadoes, striking Wu Tou simultaneously from all sides—up, down, left, and right.

Wu Tou's entire body was covered in blood‑colored scale armor as he swung his arms and let out a long howl to the heavens.

Waves of semi‑transparent ripples surged outward from beside Wu Tou, and half of the lord's manor silently turned to dust within the ripples.

In the air, several hundred heavily armored commanders' armor cracked with countless fissures; they all spat blood, shaken by Black Head's roar, their five viscera and six bowels all severely injured.

Nearly a million arrows hadn't even gotten close to Black Head when they exploded in the void into dazzling balls of light.

Black Head took a step, and in that step he was before Wu Tie, then he threw a punch at Wu Tie's head.

Wu Tie didn't even have time to swing the Divine-Beating Whip; he stared wide-eyed, and behind him the Five Elements Divine Light suddenly blazed, five streams of five-colored divine light spreading like a peacock's tail, luminous streams shooting up tens of thousands of zhang high, then he swept them down heavily.

Just as Black Head's punch was launched, still far from Wu Tie's head, he suddenly saw the five-colored light torrent whistling down from above; like a herb gatherer walking in the mountains who unexpectedly encounters a deadly mountain-wind poisonous snake, he instinctively jerked and shuddered, and with a 'swish' he retreated dozens of li.

Even though Black Head ran fast, Wu Tie, exerting his full power, made the Five Elements Divine Light move even faster.

Having condensed the Five Elements Dharma Body, Wu Tie's use of the Five Elements Divine Light had become easy and pleasant, like a sufficiently strong adult waving a feather fan, no longer the arduous effort of a child wielding a heavy hammer.

The Five Elements Divine Light suddenly descended, sweeping heavily over Black Head's body.

Black Head's body stiffened, then instantly vanished.

Within the Five Elements Divine Light lies a Five Elements world, containing the profound mystery of the Five Elements' mutual generation and restriction; anyone whose body belongs to the Five Elements will be gradually worn down and destroyed by the Light, eventually reduced to ashes of flesh and bone, with soul and spirit scattered.

Black Head obviously knew the terror of the Five Elements Divine Light; as soon as his body was swallowed into the Five Elements' small world, he strained with all his might, and his blood-red scale armor exploded with a 'boom', his entire flesh and blood turning into a mass of thick blood qi.

With a tremendous roar, the about-to-converge Five Elements Divine Light trembled slightly; Black Head's flesh and blood turned to clean nothing, leaving only a huge skeletal frame, which let out a hoarse scream, his shape suddenly reappearing, then swiftly transforming into a streak of Blood Light that shot up into the sky and fled toward the outskirts of Ju Prefecture.

Wu Tie's body swayed; Black Head desperately struggled to break free from the Five Elements Divine Light, a true alien deity sacrificing all flesh and blood, using a method like a heavenly demon's disintegration to flee desperately; a terrifying recoil struck, the Five Elements Divine Light canceled ninety-nine percent of the backlash, and Wu Tie bore only an extremely tiny fraction of the force.

Even so, Wu Tie's recently healed five viscera and six bowels suffered a wave of intense pain, his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, etc., nearly shaken into a lump of mush.

He spat out mouthfuls of blood, cursing furiously in his heart.

His cultivation was still insufficient, still insufficient… even though he had condensed the Five Elements Dharma Body, perfectly attuned to the Five Elements Divine Light, enough to exert a certain amount of its power.

But his cultivation and realm were lacking, so the true great power and great divine abilities of the Five Elements Divine Light had not yet been fully displayed.

If Wu Tie truly possessed the cultivation of a deity at this moment, then with every gesture the Heaven and Earth's Great Dao would cling to him like a shadow; just now, Black Head wouldn't even need to self-destruct his flesh and blood—even if he blew up his skeleton and that wisp of divided soul, he could not escape.

"You're lucky this time… next time, don't let this king catch you!" Wu Tie gritted his teeth and roared hoarsely: "Men, remember this—when I return, I will raise a thousand extremely ferocious vicious dogs and train them into demonic beasts."

"Next time, if this bastard dares to flee in this form again, this king will unleash the dogs and gnaw his bones to pieces."

Wu Tie had cursed hoarsely a few times, not caring that his clothes and armor had been smashed to pieces by Black Head's punch; now he was a sorry sight, clean and disheveled from head to toe, gripping the Divine-Beating Whip, he strode purposefully toward Gongyang Sanlü.

"King Tai, your guards plotted to assassinate and murder this king… you owe this king an explanation!"

Wu Tie bellowed at the top of his lungs, his voice shaking the whole Ju Prefecture; regardless of whether he was in the right, he first seized the moral high ground in public opinion before speaking further.

Gongyang Sanlü, furious and flustered, pointed at Wu Tie and shrieked: "Insolent, Huo Xiong! You've ruined the nation's six hundred thousand beams; I will seize you and take you back to Qingqiu City for thorough interrogation!"

Wu Tie swung the Divine-Beating Whip, laughing as he lashed out at Gongyang Sanlü: "Damn your mother's stinking dog fart—what does the death of those sixty thousand formation masters have to do with this king? Old fogey, what qualifications do you have to arrest this king?"

With one strike, the void was sealed, purple-gold auspicious light and blessed aura surged across the sky, and the terrifying pressure made Gongyang Sanlü's scalp go numb.

With an angry roar, a square chessboard shot up from atop Gongyang Sanlü's head; the black and white pieces on it flashed with dazzling spiritual light, instantly forming a small formation about a zhang in radius that enclosed Gongyang Sanlü.

The Divine-Beating Whip lashed down, and hundreds of black and white pieces crackled as they were scattered flying; Gongyang Sanlü spat out a mouthful of old blood, staggered back dozens of steps, staring at Wu Tie as if he had seen a ghost.

Wu Tie, you really dare to strike him!

Wu Tie, you actually went ahead and struck him!

This bastard… who gave him the gall of a heaven‑covering dog?

"Huo Xiong, how dare you defy the nation's edicts?" Gongyang Sanlü, without another word, directly slapped Wu Tie with the charge of "violent resistance to the law".

"Old Goat, who gave you the dog's gall to wantonly frame and murder the nation's princes?" Wu Tie likewise heaped a heavy black pot back onto him, then leapt up and kicked Gongyang Sanlü in the belly.

With a miserable howl, Gongyang Sanlü was kicked by Wu Tie and flown dozens of li away.

Indeed, Gongyang Sanlü—a pure spell cultivator who had never seriously trained his body, with not a shred of discount—was sent flying dozens of li by Wu Tie's violent kick!

Just as Gongyang Si had awakened, he happened to witness this scene, and couldn't help but scream like one bereaved of his parents.