Chapter 329: Battle at the Waterfall

"Woo, woo, woo, hoo!"

The Shaman Beast hung its head, letting out a listless roar.

Its massive, fur-covered paws pressed against the damp cliff edge, where a waterfall cascaded down, sending countless shards of jade-like spray splashing outward.

Tracking to this point, all clues had been severed; the trail of the Poison Man was completely lost.

Ge Er Bu Han rode on the back of the Shaman Beast, gazing at the rushing torrent, muttering to himself.

"Only after chasing to this place did the trail vanish."

"This means the Poison Man's method for erasing all traces must rely on the current environment to be effective."

"Rapid water flow can wash away traces; scents, footprints, and body heat all dissolve into nothingness upon meeting water."

"This seems like a method for escape, but if I were the Poison Man, I would never do this!"

Saying this, Ge Er Bu Han looked around; his voice, which even the sound of the waterfall could not drown out, echoed clearly in the surroundings.

"He led me here all the way, certainly not to escape. If my guess is correct, his goal is a counterattack."

No sooner had the words fallen than the waterfall in front of him suddenly split open, and a human figure darted out.

Seven-Step Poison Sand Palm, Stealth.

Once this Secret Technique was unleashed, it merged with the damp, dark environment, perfectly mimicking the instincts of cold-blooded creatures like snakes.

Body temperature lowered, scent extinguished; even the most formidable investigative methods could not detect it.

Zhou You was Zang in a crevice behind the waterfall; hearing Ge Er Bu Han's words, he knew the opponent remained vigilant, and the plan for a sneak attack had effectively failed.

He seized the opportunity while the opponent was speaking and struck fiercely.

The moment he attacked, it was the ferocious killing move of the Seven-Step Poison Sand Palm... Poison Dragon Drill.

The Poison Sha reacted with the water, transforming; one became ten, ten became a hundred, spreading crazily and turning the entire waterfall into poisonous liquid.

Wherever the palm wind swept, countless currents condensed and compressed, spiraling toward the foremost point like a drill transformed by a Poison Dragon, piercing through the cold wind.

Seeing this, Ge Er Bu Han finally realized that not only was the opponent's Poison Sha formidable, but his palm technique was also exquisitely peerless.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, he watched as the entire waterfall was lifted as if by an invisible giant hand, twisted into a single strand like a wrung-out towel; the weight of a hundred tons of spring water, plus the potential energy from falling from mid-air, all converged at the sharp tip.

The Shaman Beast had the keenest premonition of danger; without waiting for its master to urge it, it immediately spread its four paws and pushed back violently.

Splash! The sky-filling poisonous water struck like a rainstorm, hitting the hard rocky ground and instantly melting through holes of various sizes.

"Ancient Venerable Barbarian King Fist!"

Ge Er Bu Han's skin took on a bronze hue, his body expanding as if being inflated; driven by explosive Qi and blood, his muscles, skin, and bones expanded to three times their volume in one breath.

His two fists pierced through the Poison Dragon formed by the waterfall on the spot; countless water droplets splashed like steel needles, shattering the rocks into pieces.

Boom! A human figure retreated several steps, opening up distance from Ge Er Bu Han.

Zhou You finally appeared; he rubbed his shoulder and winced, as the shoulder hit by the opponent's punch had gone numb.

"Poison Man, your method of sneak attack is very clever, but against me, it won't work!"

Ge Er Bu Han's wisdom could see through the most vicious traps and conspiracies in the world; he was a genius among the younger generation of the Shaman people.

Stealth had deceived the perception of him and the Shaman Beast, but he had still analyzed the anomaly, sensed something was wrong, and seen through Zhou You's ambush.

"Not necessarily!"

Ge Er Bu Han had expected to see frustration at Zhou You's failed scheme, but instead saw a triumphant smile on his face, and his heart suddenly sank.

The next moment...

"Awoo!"

The Shaman Beast let out a mournful cry, its four limbs sinking violently, and its massive, sturdy body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Ge Er Bu Han flashed away, avoiding being crushed under the Shaman Beast; looking back, his eyes were torn with hatred.

It turned out that a sharp sword was inserted into the Shaman Beast's navel, with only the hilt remaining outside, while the sharp blade had already sunk into the Shaman Beast's internal organs. A Qi-and-blood divine weapon—no wonder it easily pierced the Shaman Beast's fur and skin, plunging straight into a fatal vital point.

The Poison Man's weapon was bound to be coated with the most ferocious Poison Sha, which was now rampaging through the fragile internal organs.

This Shaman Beast was already at the moment of impending death.

It turned out that the target of the Poison Man's sneak attack was never him from the beginning, but the Shaman Beast he was riding.

Ge Er Bu Han possessed peerless wisdom and was an Intermediate Martial Master, making him difficult to ambush, but the Shaman Beast he rode did not share his wisdom.

Therefore, he had avoided the sneak attack, but the Shaman Beast had been struck; with the poison sword in its belly, it was not far from death.

"Poison Man, go to hell!"

Ge Er Bu Han attacked in anger; his voice trembled as he spoke, clearly furious to the extreme.

The Shaman Beast ate and slept with the hunter; they were the closest partners in the world, and once it died, the pain caused would be immense.

Facing his surging attack, Zhou You had long been prepared, retreating lightly and crashing into the chaotic waterfall.

The moment his body touched the waterfall, his outline became transparent, gradually merging into the water flow, disappearing the last trace.

The millstone-sized fist struck the waterfall, briefly creating a void, and the nearby water flowed around it as it fell.

Behind the void, the rock wall was struck, sending stone fragments flying and leaving a huge indented fist print.

At the final moment, Zhou You still jumped into the water, hiding his tracks and escaping.

"Fist Intent Puppet, even if I have to turn this mountain upside down today, I will find the Poison Man."

Ge Er Bu Han took off his animal skin and jumped into the waterfall after him.

The Shaman people not only hunted but also fished, often going into the water to fight with large fish and water beasts, possessing rich experience.

Animal skin would become heavy when wet and was a burden for underwater fighting, so one must remove the animal skin before entering the water to dive flexibly.

After he leaped into the waterfall, a whistling sound came from afar, and a wisp of dust tore through the air, crashing straight into the waterfall.

The Fist Intent Puppet, manipulated by powerful martial Qi and blood, plunged into the waterfall, creating a strange scene.

The surrounding water fell, but it was as if it had eyes and tentacles, actively avoiding the puppet's skin and hair, as if a transparent film had grown on his body surface, isolating it from the infiltration of the water.

Although the Fist Intent Puppet was a walking corpse, the physical instincts of an Advanced Martial Master remained, and the toughness in his bones was enough to make one's heart tremble.

He walked upon the water, stepping on the currents as if they were solid stairs, rising and falling at will.

Sometimes, even a single drop of water could support the soles of his feet, keeping him suspended in mid-air above a ten-thousand-foot abyss.

"Fist Intent Puppet, Advanced Martial Master; truly, the tempering of the physical body has reached the pinnacle of perfection."

A Primary Martial Master improves the strength and hardness of the physical body, reaching the point of being impervious to blades and spears.

An Intermediate Martial Master achieves a state where extreme hardness turns supple; the body becomes soft and fluid, capable of bending, twisting, stretching, and deforming at will.

Just like when Ge Er Bu Han attacked earlier, his body expanded three times in one breath, and his strike was as fierce as a cannonball.

Upon reaching the Advanced Martial Master level, it is a brand-new realm; one combines hardness and softness, changes with ease, and possesses all sorts of miraculous methods.

Borrowing force from a single drop of water, one can traverse the void, flying like a feather without touching the ground.

With a physical body that repels insects and is immune to water and fire, it is the world's premier defensive material.

And also...

Zhou You was still recalling the relevant intelligence when, suddenly, the hairs on his body stood on end.

In the distance, the Fist Intent Puppet's gaze was like a torch; it suddenly turned toward the direction where he was hiding and froze in place.

It had discovered the place where Zhou You was Zang.

(End of this chapter)