Chapter 108: The Sole True Method (Part 1)

A squad of fierce black‑armored soldiers sprinted and heavily surrounded the whole Wangjiang Tower.

"The Iron Dragon Society is pursuing the deserter Shi Dong; everyone must stay still and remain in the room for inspection!"

Four figures clad in blood‑red battle armor led their men straight into the building, then rushed up the Route toward the top floor.

"Ah, big brother Meteor, this—this is—"

The boy Shi Dong had already fallen into a daze.

Even though his temperament was mature, he was still only a twelve‑ or thirteen‑year‑old child, and his understanding of human nature was still too limited.

The sudden turn of events left him stunned on the spot.

"Foolish kid, you still don't know you've been used."

Zhou Yang looked at the boy before him, unable to decide whether he should be angry or pity him.

He could see Yuwen Zhao's Ancient Divine Blood within reach, yet unexpectedly got tangled in unforeseen trouble.

"Sleep for a while."

Zhou Yang's eyes flashed with light, and the boy before him instantly fell into a daze.

The next second, the boy's figure vanished, already captured into the World Ring he carried.

"I have no idea how strong the Iron Dragon Society's elites are."

He smiled faintly, and his figure slipped through the opened window, landing in the street air outside Wangjiang Tower.

"Thief, stop!"

Suddenly, a booming shout rang out like rolling thunder across the sky!

The moment the shout echoed, Zhou Yang felt his blood seize, his body turning soft and limp, each movement becoming extremely difficult.

"Is this the power of the Lung Divine Repository? Interesting."

Zhou Yang carefully sensed the strange 'limb weakness' while his face showed no hint of panic.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

Four blood‑armored figures appeared around Zhou Yang, synchronously encircling him at the center.

Among the four—three men and a woman—their qi and blood surged, their aura already approaching the level of an outer‑universe‑level peak Warrior.

"Who are you, and why do you aid our renegade Shi Dong's escape?"

The leading middle‑aged man with a black face spoke, his voice booming like thunder; he must be the one who shouted earlier.

"No need for idle talk; defeat me and I'll tell you."

Zhou Yang smiled faintly and spoke.

With his spatial perception, if he tried to flee, only a top‑tier Domain Lord‑level peak master could possibly hold him; otherwise he'd be uncatchable.

Thus he felt no panic, but rather wanted to use the chance to gauge the combat methods of this world's cultivators.

"Arrogant!"

The four blood‑armored Iron Dragon Society elites were enraged at the words.

"Capture him!"

The leading black‑faced middle‑aged man roared, his thunderous voice rolling, shaking Zhou Yang's qi as it churned, a wave of weakness instantly spreading through his limbs and bones.

The middle‑aged man also brandished a black war blade, lunging at him at close range.

Simultaneously, the others from the three remaining directions also struck together!

"Thud!"

A heavy drum‑like boom rang from Heaven and Earth, and a scorching furnace seemed to ignite instantly at the chest of a man on Zhou Yang's right.

The fierce fire blazed, its glare so bright that even the blood‑armor could not conceal it.

His body swelled, raising the upper blood‑armor high, a powerful, ferocious aura continuously erupting, even faintly breaching the Domain Lord level limit!

"Kill!"

The man, like a burning meteor, thundered toward Zhou Yang.

The remaining two employed even more bizarre techniques; in their eyes swirled sun‑and‑moon cycles, each manifesting a yin‑yang colored stream of qi.

The two streams intertwined and transformed, eventually coalescing into a massive yin‑yang grinding disc.

"Rumble—rumble—rumble~~~"

The massive yin‑yang disc rolled through the air, a frenzied crushing and tearing force charging straight into Zhou Yang's Consciousness Sea, aiming to grind away his soul.

"Huh, interesting!"

Zhou Yang's face broke into a smile.

Within his body, the life force ignited, and the lingering soreness vanished instantly.

He first swung his long spear, hurling the black‑faced middle‑aged man backward with full force.

Then he punched the burly man charging from the right, sending him reeling as the fire in his chest flickered erratically.

As for the soul‑targeting attacks from the other two, he was too lazy even to block them.

"Pop~"

The crushing force that surged into his mind collided head‑on with an endless three‑tiered towering pagoda, dissolving like foam in an instant.

The two who unleashed the power turned pale, clearly suffering a significant backlash.

"The Lung Divine Repository can emit sound‑wave attacks that weaken a target; the Heart Divine Repository can double a person's strength; the Eye Divine Repository can launch mental attacks."

Zhou Yang's pupils flashed with light.

"The more I look, the more it resembles a body‑cultivating warrior from a fantasy novel."

"These abilities are quite interesting; the attack methods are bizarre and unpredictable, but a bit weak."

"Of course, that 'a bit weak' is only relative to him."

"If it were someone else—even geniuses like Wuka or Lancelot from the Taichu Zone—rushing into a clash with these few would likely suffer a small loss."

If only these abilities could be concentrated in a single person.

He was thinking, when he suddenly heard a booming shout erupt from the central area of Luoshui City!

Who dares hurt a disciple of the Iron Dragon Society!!!

Immediately, a streak of light surged up from the city and, in an instant, arrived before him.

Boom!

A hand, entirely fire‑red as if molten lava flowed through it, suddenly slammed onto Zhou Yang's chest; terrifying power swirled around that palm, and even before it made contact Zhou Yang felt a faint searing pain.

He dared not be careless; as his body recoiled, the Long Spear in his hand was infused with his full strength and he hammered it hard into that blood‑red hand.

Clang!

The Long Spear and the fire‑red hand collided violently, producing a resonant clang of gold meeting iron!

An overwhelming recoil force surged from the Long Spear, nearly wrenching it from his grasp.

Domain Lord!

Zhou Yang retreated, widening the distance, his gaze cautiously fixed on the newcomer.

It was a middle‑aged man dressed in a simple silver‑gray robe.

His face was slender, a long beard hanging from his chin, giving him a rather scholarly air.

"So you are the comrades of Shi Qing and his son? Hand over what you obtained from Blood‑Moon Mountain, and I may decide to spare your life."

The long‑bearded man spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Blood‑Moon Mountain? Is this the place where Shi Dong's father obtained his inheritance?"

Zhou Yang's thoughts churned, but his face remained expressionless.

"Shi Qing? I don't know him!"

At the same time his gaze shifted, instantly fixing a retreat route.

"If you can't appreciate the favor, then go die!"

The long‑bearded middle‑aged man's voice suddenly rose to a high, fierce pitch.

Simultaneously, points of light flickered rapidly across his body.

Heart Divine Repository, Lung Divine Repository, Eye Divine Repository, Hand Divine Repository, Foot Divine Repository.

In almost the blink of an eye, more than ten parts of his body began to emit a hazy multicolored glow.

Driven by the ever‑rising power, his body started to lift higher and higher.

One zhang, two zhang, five zhang—ten zhang, a thousand zhang!

In a blink, he transformed into a towering giant a thousand zhang tall.

A ferocious aura, as if from ancient wilderness, radiated from him, pressing on those nearby as if they could not help but kneel.

"Ah, it's the Iron Dragon Society's Ge Men Master! That's his martial true form, how powerful!"

"Who is it, who provoked Ge Men Master to act personally!"

"Stop looking, get far away quickly, beware of Ge Men Master's battle aftershocks!"

The moment the thousand‑zhang figure appeared, the surrounding crowd boiled, screaming while scrambling to flee in all directions.

"Huh, a single person can truly awaken multiple Divine Repositories!"

Yet at the instant he saw the giant, Zhou Yang's eyes instantly lit up!

"Martial true form."

(End of chapter)