Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield

Golden Bell Shield.

What if he raised his defense to a level that would drive his opponent to despair?

First secure an invincible position, then look for a counterattack.

That was the most reliable way to fight.

"System, modify the Golden Bell Shield's cultivation time."

[Golden Bell Shield has met the breakthrough conditions. Advancing to the fifteenth level (Perfection) requires 3,000 Time Value. Advance?]

"Advance."

[Time Value -3000]

[Remaining Time Value: 1500]

The instant the command was issued, a warm current surged from his dantian and washed through his limbs and bones.

The Horizontal Training True Qi within him was like gold thrown into a furnace, tempered again and again until it took on a faint golden sheen.

Buzz—

The pale golden bell phantom protecting his body was no longer illusory.

It solidified at a visible speed, transforming into a genuine ancient bronze bell carved with intricate patterns.

Upon its surface, a relief of a fierce tiger descending the mountain looked lifelike, coiled there with the majesty of the king of all beasts.

Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield!

[Technique evolution successful. Core ability unlocked: Attack Rebound.]

[Can reflect a proportion of the force of incoming attacks. The stronger the attack, the fiercer the rebound.]

It was done.

"Putting on airs!"

Seeing Shen Che remain motionless, Yan Hong assumed he was using some life-burning secret art to forcibly boost his strength.

A cruel smile surfaced on his face.

"Soul Severing Demonic Fist!"

With a furious roar, pitch-black demonic qi frantically gathered around his right fist. The force of the punch even carried a shriek like ghosts weeping and wolves howling.

He put every ounce of strength into this punch, determined to smash this troublesome human, turtle shell and all, into pulp.

Shen Che still did not move.

He simply stood there and allowed that fist, wrapped in the aura of death, to slam heavily into the golden bell before him.

"—CLANG!!!"

An unprecedented, resounding bell toll exploded through the entire underground space.

Yan Hong only felt as though his fist had struck a mountain forged from ten thousand years of dark iron.

The expected sight of stones shattering and monuments splitting never came.

The punch force that could destroy everything was completely rebounded by an even more tyrannical power the instant it touched the bell.

"Pfft!"

Yan Hong's towering body shook violently. He staggered back three or four steps, each one stamping a deep footprint into the hard ground.

He raised his right arm in disbelief.

His entire arm was trembling violently, and wave after wave of agonizing pain, as though his bones were about to crack apart, came from within.

His own strength had injured him.

How was that possible?

"I don't believe it!"

Yan Hong's confidence had suffered an unprecedented blow.

He could not accept this reality.

Demonic qi swelled wildly again. He clasped both fists together as though wielding an invisible siege hammer, and even the air around him burst under the crushing pressure.

This time, he aimed at Shen Che's head!

"Die for me, old man!"

He wanted to smash this human's head to bits like a watermelon.

Facing that thunderous, mountain-shattering double-fisted blow, Shen Che could not even be bothered to raise a hand to block.

He merely activated the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield within him.

"Roar—!"

A tiger's roar, as though it had come from the primordial wilderness of ancient times, rang out from the solid golden bell.

The fierce tiger relief coiled around the bell suddenly lit up with golden light in its eyes, as if it had come alive.

Yan Hong's unstoppable hammer struck the golden bell once more.

CLANG!!!

The rebounding force was even more violent than before!

Yan Hong felt as though a rampaging primordial beast had crashed head-on into him. The bones in both his arms let out groans under unbearable strain.

A terrifying force mixed with his own demonic power surged savagely through his arms and into his internal organs.

His whole body convulsed. His vision went black, and the demonic qi within him nearly scattered from the shock.

He was sent flying back in utter disarray once again.

The harder he struck, the worse he was hurt.

How the hell was he supposed to fight this?

He had completely fallen into a passive situation where attacking was wrong, yet not attacking was wrong too.

Just as Yan Hong's blood and qi churned and his body went numb.

Shen Che moved.

For the first time, the man who had been passively taking blows launched an attack of his own.

He held two fingers together like a sword and pointed from afar at Yan Hong, who was still stumbling backward.

"Vajra Zen Fist, Zen Arrow."

The golden-tinged Horizontal Training True Qi condensed into an invisible arrow even more compact and sharper than before.

Alarm bells rang wildly in Yan Hong's heart. He forcibly twisted his body, trying to evade the fatal strike.

He barely avoided the crucial point of his head, but his right ear was blown to pieces by the qi arrow.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"Aah!!"

Yan Hong let out a pained scream.

Yet Shen Che's figure had already closed in before him like a ghost.

Strike while he was sick and take his life.

Shen Che curled his five fingers into a fist and drove it forward.

"Vajra Zen Fist, Zen Thunder."

All the power was compressed to the utmost at the very tip of his fist, without the slightest bit leaking out.

That punch landed squarely on Yan Hong's chest, where the agony had opened a gap in his defense.

The instant fist met flesh, no sound was made.

Yan Hong's scream cut off abruptly.

He lowered his head.

He saw that the spot on his chest struck by the fist was completely unharmed.

He froze for a moment.

The next second.

A violent force detonated within his body, like a thunder pearl hidden inside him.

A bowl-sized bloody hole exploded through Yan Hong's chest from the inside out.

Yan Hong's towering body crashed heavily to the ground.

[Primordial Qi Realm peak demon slain. Time Value +3000]

[Time Value: 7500]

A string of notifications rang out in Shen Che's mind, and only then did his taut body finally relax.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The battle was over.

Just then, hurried, chaotic footsteps came from the entrance to the underground hall.

A squad of soldiers clad in silver armor and carrying long halberds filed in.

The silver-armored commander at their head immediately swept his gaze over the horrific scene in the hall.

Feng Changkong's headless corpse.

The enormous demon corpses of Wang Bing and Wang Yan.

And Yan Hong, who had just fallen, with a gaping hole in his chest and demonic qi not yet fully dispersed.

The silver-armored commander's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

He hurried to Shen Che, dropped to one knee, and cupped his fists in salute, his voice ringing loud and clear.

"Zhao Mang, Commander of the Qingfeng City Guard, greets my lord of the Demon Suppression Division!"

"Heavenly Profound Pavilion colluded with demons and plotted wrongdoing. Everyone in the pavilion, from top to bottom, is to be arrested without exception."

Shen Che's voice was calm.

"All assets are to be seized. Any who dare resist are to be killed without mercy."

"Yes, sir!"

Zhao Mang did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately rose and issued a series of orders to the soldiers behind him.

Shen Che paid them no more attention and turned toward the iron cages in the corner.

He raised his hand and punched the cage door forged from refined iron.

The lock and bolt were smashed out of shape and sent flying away.

"Can you still walk?"

Supporting himself against the cage bars, Liu Hua shakily rose to his feet.

"I won't die... Shen Che, what about them...?"

He pointed at the young people whose bodies had mutated and who had fallen unconscious.

"The Demon Transformation Pill's medicinal effect is incomplete. It merely forced out the impurities within them. Once the medicine wears off on its own, they'll return to normal."

Shen Che explained briefly.

Then he added, "The note you left behind was crucial. Without it, I couldn't have pinpointed Heavenly Profound Pavilion so quickly."

Liu Hua froze.

An indescribable warmth welled up from the depths of his heart, scattering the fear of surviving a calamity.

The clue he had risked his life to leave behind had been acknowledged.

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