Monkey King Wine

After this move, Collapsing Mountain, of the Nine Refinements Bone Forging Fist coordinated with the Water Origin Art inside his body,

the resulting basic martial skill already possessed the might of an entry-tier martial skill. It was Zhang Qingyuan's most powerful offensive trump card!

Ever since advancing to the Seventh Layer Mid Stage Peak,

how could Zhang Qingyuan's strength have improved by merely a little compared to half a month ago?

With Collapsing Mountain under his control,

its power grew even greater,

almost truly possessing the supreme great power to shatter mountains!

Unmatched strength erupted,

and the demonic qi unleashed by the Yao Monkey King collapsed and shattered layer by layer. Vast power surged down like a mountain smashing forward, rolling in like mountains toppling and seas overturning. The Yao Monkey King's giant hand, which had been slapping toward the heavens, seemed to have encountered an irresistible force. It let out crackling sounds horrifying to hear as it shattered layer upon layer and twisted downward!

Roar!!!

The Yao Monkey King let out a pained scream,

yet,

no matter how piercing his roar, it could not save him from his doomed defeat!

With nowhere to evade, one punch from Zhang Qingyuan's Collapsing Mountain shattered his arm, and another struck his chest!

Bang!

Vast power erupted,

sending shockwaves through all directions.

The Yao Monkey King's chest caved in as he was severely injured, and his massive body slammed down like a cannonball!

The earth collapsed,

kicking up smoke and dust that filled the sky!

Collapsing Mountain, a move comparable to an entry-tier martial skill, had crushed the Yao Monkey King,

but Zhang Qingyuan did not stop there.

He pressed the advantage,

his body spinning as Silver Shadow flipped within his palm. From mid-air, it transformed into a streak of light like the Milky Way, plunging down in a flash like lightning. Like a silver Flood Dragon shredding the air, it shot straight toward the Yao Monkey King deep beneath the smoke and dust shrouding the collapsed earth!

His figure and sword light flashed, piercing through the heart of the smoke and dust.

Riiip!

A savage, enormous head soared into the sky before tumbling onto the ground.

Already severely injured, the Yao Monkey King was utterly unable to withstand the attack of Zhang Qingyuan's low-grade top-tier magic tool, Silver Shadow. In an instant, his head had been severed!

As the smoke and dust dispersed,

Zhang Qingyuan stood in the field and let out a long breath.

Behind him,

the towering corpse of the Yao Monkey King stood still. From the mirror-smooth cut on its neck, scalding blood gushed forth, and the headless body slowly collapsed weakly to the ground.

This battle,

had sounded lengthy, but in truth, not much time had passed at all.

Zhang Qingyuan had appeared to be at ease when facing the Yao Monkey King,

but in reality, danger had lurked at every turn.

Under the Yao Monkey King's desperate struggle as a Spirit Essence Realm Seventh Level cultivator,

one moment of carelessness could have led to death!

"Finally dead!"

Beneath Zhang Qingyuan's expressionless face, his tightly wound nerves finally began to relax.

This battle,

while it had not been as fraught with peril as the time he killed the Crimson Fiend Yao Python in Azure Mountain Town,

had not been easy either.

He had already used every bit of his strength.

At this moment,

the surrounding people, all horrified by the terrifying battle, stood rooted to the spot, unable to regain their senses for a long while.

With such a dreadful battle,

they would probably have been shattered to death by the aftershocks had they gotten any closer!

The power of an Immortal

was terrifying indeed!

"Esteemed Immortal, what should we do next?"

Having recovered from his shock, Patriarch Zheng hurriedly stepped forward, lowered his stance, and respectfully asked Zhang Qingyuan.

"Act as you please. Go where you wish."

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand indifferently.

Part of the monkey pack was still fleeing in all directions, but most of the numerous low-level monkey demons had already been wiped out by Zhang Qingyuan. With their abilities, they were more than capable of handling those that remained.

Without paying much attention to the people below,

Zhang Qingyuan put Silver Shadow back into his Storage Bag, then leaped into the air. He tapped lightly against the fractured cliff face several times and swiftly crossed dozens of yards, landing before the entrance to the Yao Monkey King's cave.

In less than a month,

the Yao Monkey King had rapidly expanded the monkey demon pack under his command to a force numbering several hundred, perhaps even a thousand. No one would believe there was no hidden reason behind it.

In just one night,

he had gone from a Sixth Level of the Spirit Essence Realm peak expert who had escaped while severely injured to a Spirit Essence Realm Seventh Level cultivator.

How could there be nothing strange about that?!

At the foot of the mountain,

after instructing those below to encircle the fleeing monkey demons and clean up the battlefield, Patriarch Zheng brought several people along and followed behind Zhang Qingyuan, leaping up to the front of the Yao Monkey King's den.

"Esteemed Immortal, allow us to scout the way ahead."

Patriarch Zheng and the other cultivators stood before Zhang Qingyuan, intending to enter the cave ahead of him.

Zhang Qingyuan nodded and did not stop them.

Although he had not sensed any dangerous aura inside, having someone willing to walk ahead and scout was better than having no one at all.

Following behind them,

he drifted into the cave.

It was a fairly large mountain cave. After going inward for about thirty feet, they reached a space roughly a hundred square meters in size.

The light was somewhat dim,

but everyone present was a cultivator, and their eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary mortals.

Dry, withered grass lay scattered in a mess everywhere,

while half-eaten fruits tossed about the ground mingled with the stench of monkeys drifting through the air,

making all the cultivators who entered frown slightly.

"So that's it!"

Up ahead,

Patriarch Zheng, who had walked to inspect the area around the natural stone seat where the Yao Monkey King usually sat cross-legged, suddenly exclaimed in realization, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

"Monkey King Wine—it's actually Monkey King Wine!"

"And Monkey King Wine brewed from Human Tier Middle Grade Mystic Moon Fruit at that!"

As he spoke,

Patriarch Zheng dug several wine jars out from the soil in the corner and deeply inhaled the rich fragrance of wine wafting around them.

A dense aroma of wine immediately spread through the air.

Looking up,

they saw that of the four wine jars Patriarch Zheng had brought out, the clay seals on three had already been opened. Only some residue remained inside them, while the clay seal on the last jar was still completely intact.

"Esteemed Immortal, look!"

He brought one of the empty wine jars before Zhang Qingyuan. Inside the jar, which the Yao Monkey King had found from who knew where, there was still half a jar of residue left.

The wine fragrance assailed the nose.

Even with only a little residue remaining, spiritual energy still lingered and seeped from it.

"This Yao Monkey King must have obtained Human Tier Middle Grade Mystic Moon Fruit from somewhere and brewed it into these four jars of Monkey King Wine. No wonder this demon monkey pack's strength expanded so quickly, and no wonder the Yao Monkey King could recover from his injuries in a single night before taking his strength to the next level."

"Mystic Moon Fruit itself has healing effects. Monkey King Wine brewed from it likely has even greater effects."

"Unfortunately, we came too late and let this beast waste three whole jars of treasure!"

As he spoke of this,

Patriarch Zheng was practically heartbroken.

One had to know,

this was Monkey King Wine brewed from a Human Tier Middle Grade spirit fruit. Its value to cultivators below the True Essence Realm was practically immeasurable!