Chapter 328: Master Tietou! Corpse-Bearer! One Punch! Encirclement!

“This vortex of spiritual energy is so thick... surely it means someone has obtained an immortal inheritance! A fortune of this magnitude must not be missed!”

At this time, figures streaked through the air one after another. Not everyone knew the secrets of the Jade Altar Blissful Land, nor that this immortal fortune was connected to the Southern Fire Virtue Star Lord.

But, the heavenly phenomenon just now stirred up by Li Yanchu was far too conspicuous, and it instantly drew countless eyes. Thus, a group of cultivators with surging auras rushed forward like leeches that had smelled blood.

A towering figure charged in great strides, like some ancient beast on the run. It was the genius of the Hu tribal court, Murong Longcheng.

Following close behind was Chen Tianyuan, a once-in-a-century sword genius of the jianghu and a sword cultivator who had slain countless demons and fiends. He too had sensed that dense surge of qi earlier, and he realized that the immortal inheritance had manifested. Though not of the Daoist sects, he was brimming with confidence, and this fortune was one he absolutely had to contest.

Meanwhile, a hideous-faced corpse-bearer, carrying a massive coffin on his back, was much nearer to the alley where Li Yanchu resided. Thus, he was the first to arrive. Without hesitation, the corpse-bearer strode straight toward the door, ready to barge in.

To carry such a massive coffin and still move at a sprint, he clearly possessed tremendous brute strength.

Suddenly, the door was pushed gently open from within. A stern-looking young Daoist with sword-like brows and starry eyes stepped out, the robes on his body billowing in the wind. Behind him followed a cold and stunningly beautiful young woman, her figure graceful and flawless.

In just that short moment, several more figures flew over! Among them, the one with the strongest aura was a hulking monk built like an iron tower. His whole body was faintly glowing, as if forged from steel itself.

Then, the coffin strapped to the back of the corpse-bearer gave a faint creak as a heavy miasma of corpse energy seeped out.

“Hand over the fortune you’ve obtained!” the corpse-bearer growled. His voice was hoarse and grating, as if rusted with iron.

“That’s right!”

“Hand over the immortal fortune!”

“Damn it, pretty boy, hurry it up! Otherwise I will swallow that tender little girl beside you alive!”

The crowd shouted one after another. However, the words of the fat-headed monk made several of the young geniuses frown slightly.

Someone recognized him, it was Master Tietou. His whole body was like bronze and iron, and it was impervious to blades and spears. He could chew raw iron and drink molten copper, and he was a murderous fiend of the Demonic Dao.

The suffocating aura of slaughter radiating from him forced several of the young prodigies to instinctively take a step back. Ordinarily, they would stand on opposing sides against Master Tietou, belonging to the righteous and demonic factions.

But now, having entered the Blissful Land of Jade Altar, with no elders from their sects to restrain them, who cared about such distinctions anymore.

Their eyes grew cold, and even if it meant joining forces with the blood-soaked Master Tietou, they were determined to force this young Daoist to surrender the fortune he had gained!

The tension between them mounted like drawn swords. The ancient city was vast, and nearly all the cultivators nearby had rushed over, while those farther away were also closing in on this spot. Seeing this, Xu Ruoyun felt a trace of nervousness. With so many experts from both the righteous and Demonic Daos gathered here, the oppressive pressure was enough to move one’s heart.

At this time, Li Yanchu’s expression was stern as his gaze swept across the corpse-bearer and Master Tietou. Then, a cold smile tugged at his lips.

“Interesting! I was just thinking of coming to find you. I never expected you’d deliver yourselves to my door!” His expression held a hint of excitement as he spoke.

Meanwhile, the crowd’s faces darkened at his words. He was too arrogant, and no one expected this young Daoist to be so madly overbearing the moment he opened his mouth.

Just then, the corpse-bearer struck first. His constant dealings with the dead, and corrosion by corpse qi and death aura, had twisted his features into something hideous, unapproachable, let alone being favored by women. Thus, toward this man who looked like a banished immortal, Li Yanchu, he felt an indescribable sense of hatred.

Bang!

From the coffin on his back, a dark shadow shot out. At the same time, he let out a roar, and charged forward with a thunderous punch, which carried overwhelming force.

At this time, Li Yanchu stepped forward, gently placing Xu Ruoyun behind him. Meanwhile, the others present were unwilling to fall behind, and all struck at once. Thus, murderous intent surged across heaven and earth, and all kinds of powerful auras erupted in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Yanchu’s eyes turned icy, and he unleashed a single punch with enough force to shatter mountains. He fought them head-on, and his fist collided directly with the corpse-bearer’s.

Boom!

The corpse-bearer’s fist instantly exploded into a bloody mess, and his white bones were laid bare. Then his whole body was blown apart by the scorching tide of qi and blood. The

jiangshi

in the coffin hadn’t even managed to get close, before that boundless tide of qi and blood burned it alive, and its body sizzled with a foul stench.

At this time, blood and qi were blazing at full force. Li Yanchu’s entire body surged with boundless qi and blood, like a blazing furnace roaring with flames. It was precisely the bane of

jiangshi

and evil corpses!

He then stepped forward and used the Thousand-Jin Drop.

Boom

! That jiangshi was crushed beneath his foot on the spot, and the ground shattered instantly, thereafter a scorching shockwave rippled out in all directions. Even the air seemed to twist and distort!

At this time, Master Tietou’s face changed drastically. That ferocious, ruthless figure of the Demonic Dao, was now hastily retreating!

What the hell kind of monster is this!?

Then, Li Yanchu used Godspeed, and the next moment, he appeared right before Master Tietou.

Boom!

With a single punch, Master Tietou’s body, once impervious to blades and spears, was instantly shattered. His body then burst into a cloud of blood mist.

What Demonic Dao expert? What dreaded monk who struck terror into all? Li Yanchu crushed him with a single blow!

Then, a monstrous beast lunged forward. It had a white head and the body of a jackal. It was the Celestial Hound, a savage fiend from the

Classic of Mountains and Seas

. The Celestial Hound was over two meters tall, and its figure was immense. On top of that, its presence was as oppressive as a looming mountain, and it struck terror into the heart.

Boom!

Li Yanchu casually threw another punch, and a vast tide of qi and blood surged from his fist. The fierce Dharma form of the Celestial Hound was annihilated, and its soul scattered.

Just then, a middle-aged Daoist cultivator immediately collapsed and died on the spot, thereafter the scene fell silent in an instant. The crowd’s faces showed nothing but shock and fear at this time. They had thought themselves the bullies, ganging up on this young Daoist, yet who could have predicted he would strike with such ruthless ferocity?

Boom!

Boom!

Two more people were killed under Li Yanchu’s fists, and not even their corpses remained. This kind of bone-crushing, flesh-smashing combat style, where each punch left nothing but shattered corpses and scattered bones, left everyone dumbstruck!

Xu Ruoyun was also slightly stunned, and she raised her delicate hand to cover her rosy lips as her breathing grew rapid. This brutal and domineering style carried an immense visual impact. The Li Yanchu who had just moments ago seemed ethereal, like an exiled immortal, now radiated an aura of heroic ferocity, and his qi and blood surged with unrestrained vigor.

From ten zhang away, a figure suddenly streaked across the air, thereafter a fist lashed out. It then collided head-on with Li Yanchu’s vast and domineering fist-force!

Boom

!

A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread outward in all directions. The crowd staggered back, and their faces turned pale. Their lungs felt as if they were on fire, scorching painfully with every breath.

This was the clash of two martial titans, both with towering, overwhelming qi and blood. The man was tall and burly, with thick eyebrows and large, commanding eyes, and he exuded immense authority. He was none other than the outstanding hero of the northern frontier: Murong Longcheng.

Boom!

Boom!

At this time, the two exchanged blows at lightning speed, with each punch shaking the heavens and the earth. Buildings quaked violently, and a circular vacuum zone centered around the two of them formed.

Seeing this, everyone hastily retreated, daring not to face the storm head-on. Yet even so, they still felt a blazing wave sweeping across them, and terror welled up in their hearts.

Murong Longcheng was also a cultivator of the second realm. So why was there such a vast gulf between them!? It was like heaven and earth apart!

What left them even more incredulous was this obscure, nameless young Daoist, was actually trading blows with Murong Longcheng without falling behind in the slightest.