Shapeshifter—Li Ye

The Iron Saber Society was located near the Huai River in South City, one of Licheng City's local tyrants.

The gang had several hundred members.

The Iron Saber Society acted ruthlessly and decisively. Over the years, more than ten people had died at their hands.

People would usually rather take a detour than pass by the Iron Saber Society's gates.

But today, someone had come.

He wore blue robes and white boots, with a hair crown atop his head. His sword-like brows were cold and proud, his eyes like stars. A faint aura surrounded him, spreading outward like a babbling stream.

The youngster's white boots touched the ground as he stepped onto the stairs before the Iron Saber Society's gates.

The guard at the entrance frowned. Then his eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he snarled viciously, "This is the Iron Saber Society. If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here! I don't want to say it a second time."

Clang!

With that, he waved the saber in his hand at the youngster.

"I had no wish to enter the world so soon, but someone has forced my hand."

"I, Li, have no choice but to descend into the fray and stain myself with three parts worldly dust."

With his hands behind his back, the youngster completely ignored the guard's saber and walked up the stairs step by step.

He was... Li Ye.

Li Ye, wearing the Shapeshifter Mask.

"If you fucking want to die, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

"Kill him, grind his bones to ash, and throw him into the Huai River. It's not like there's only one life in there already..."

The two guards said as they brandished their sabers, charging down the stairs and hacking at Li Ye.

A murderous aura immediately spread across the entrance of the Iron Saber Society.

Rumble!

Li Ye's expression was cold and stern. He cast the two a sidelong glance, then suddenly swung his right hand from behind his back, sending a Crimson Electric Arc forward that struck them both.

The Crimson Electric Arc was like a tiny red dragon, around two meters long and only fifteen or sixteen centimeters thick. Yet it seemed as heavy as a mountain. With a 'Puff,' it blew apart the sabers in the hands of the two Iron Saber Society men.

The sabers exploded with a bang, turning into fragments.

"Ah!"

Immediately afterward, the two screamed and widened their eyes. The Crimson Electric Arc pierced through their bodies, bursting out from their backs before slamming into the Iron Saber Society's gates.

The Iron Saber Society's gates, forged from ironwood, shattered with a Boom, becoming splinters and ceasing to exist.

Li Ye walked through the gates without expression, leaving two corpses sprawled in pools of blood before them.

Projecting one's inner force generally referred to the peerless power displayed by Great Experts who had entered the Qi Gathering Stage after absorbing Spiritual Energy.

But for special reasons, Li Ye had shattered the limits of Body Tempering and tempered his physical body to an unimaginable level. By projecting the strength of his flesh, he could similarly unleash this unstoppable might.

It even seemed more tyrannical.

The Iron Saber Society was vast, a three-tiered manor compound.

Several hundred thugs were kept within its walls.

There were no lack of Body Refiners among them.

The moment Li Ye stepped inside, he immediately drew the attention of the Others.

"Who dares trespass into the Iron Saber Society? You're courting death!"

Someone shouted loudly, then noticed the two corpses at the entrance and revealed murderous intent.

Screech!

This was a Body Temperer at the Body Tempering Third Layer. Gripping a fine steel saber in hand, he charged at Li Ye.

A Body Temperer at the third layer already possessed several hundred jin of Great Strength.

Empowered by his Great Strength, the steel saber in his hand cleaved through the air with a buzzing roar. A Gale sprang up, issuing a shrill wail.

Seeing this, Li Ye activated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art Breathing Technique. With a stroke of his sword fingers through Mid-air, a slender red gleam swiftly drifted forth, flashing past In front of that man like lightning.

The other man's body instantly solidified. A crack appeared in the steel saber raised in Mid-air, and with a Crack, it broke into two pieces.

"...A Qi Gathering Great Expert!"

Terror filled his face as he said this in shock.

Puff!

The next moment, a cloud of Blood Mist exploded from his chest, mixed with red Electric Light that surged outward. His entire body fell straight backward, dead on the spot.

What? A Qi Gathering Great Expert?

How was that possible?

Since when had the Iron Saber Society been targeted by such a Master?

The Others in the courtyard stood dumbfounded.

"Who are you?"

"Why have you made an enemy of our Iron Saber Society?"

"...We're not easy to bully either. Don't do anything rash."

The people from the Iron Saber Society spoke.

Yet as they spoke, their tongues trembled and their bodies shook. They looked rather lacking in confidence.

A Great Expert of the Qi Gathering Stage—what a terrifying existence.

The Iron Saber Society had actually been targeted by someone like this.

"Someone here to take your lives."

Li Ye answered coldly.

Boom!

He pressed his massive hand forward, and more than ten streaks of crimson lightning surged from his palm. Every one of them carried earth-shattering force, each weighing more than a thousand jin.

Before the Iron Saber Society members present could even react, the lightning pierced through their chests, spraying arcs of blood.

"Ah!"

A string of miserable screams rang out. Everyone collapsed in the courtyard in disordered heaps, their voices cut off.

Li Ye strode with the gait of a dragon and tiger, continuing his killing spree deeper into the Iron Saber Society.

Dungeon:

The shopkeeper of Hongbin Tower looked at the manual in hand, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He could tell that this Body Tempering Manual was more than one level stronger than the one he cultivated.

If he cultivated it himself, his cultivation would surely rise to another level in a short time.

And if he sold it, who knew how many cultivation resources it could fetch.

"Brother-in-law, we've struck it rich."

Shen Heng, president of the Iron Saber Society, said.

Chen Hong smiled and nodded, then looked towards Zhou Bao, who had been tortured beyond recognition. He sneered. "I truly couldn't tell. A beggar like you actually dreams of tempering your body, stepping onto the path of cultivation, and transcending birth, aging, sickness, and death."

"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me where that Little Beast is. Otherwise, today I'll whip your meridians apart and sever your path of cultivation."

As he spoke, his fat yet powerful hand tightened around the Iron Whip in hand.

Zhou Bao was bound by iron chains to a cross-shaped torture rack. His swollen eyes opened slightly, a flicker of fear passing through them before he broke into a savage grin. "What vicious methods you have."

"I may be poor, but poverty has forged a body full of unyielding bones in me. Use whatever methods you have. I will never betray my brother."

It was Brother Li Bai who had let me eat delicacies from mountains and seas that I would never have tasted in my entire life. It was also Brother Li Bai who had given me wealth and honor beyond anything I had dared imagine.

Zhou Bao thought to himself. In his eyes, having possessed such things in this Chaotic World meant that even death would be worth it.

"Good, good, good. Then this lord shall grant your wish."

A vicious gleam suddenly flashed in Chen Hong's eyes. The flesh on his plump face quivered from Zhou Bao's provocation.

Bang!

Suddenly, the Iron Prison's doors were kicked open, accompanied by several screams.

"You'd better not touch him."

Amid flying dust and swirling smoke, a blue-clad Youngster spoke in a warning tone.

In front of him, several Iron Saber Society members guarding the Iron Prison lay on the ground, devoid of breath.

What?

Chen Hong, the shopkeeper, and Shen Heng, the president of the Iron Saber Society, froze and looked towards the Youngster who had charged in.

"Who are you? You dare barge into the Iron Saber Society? Are you tired of living?"

Chen Hong spoke in a deep voice.

"You're right. Someone is indeed going to die today."

The Youngster replied as he descended the dungeon steps one at a time.

He drew closer to the two.

An invisible force spread through the air, and the temperature inside the dungeon mysteriously plummeted.

Both Chen Hong and Shen Heng felt the pressure coming from this Youngster.

Shen Heng stepped forward. "Hmm, he's a practitioner."

"For you to appear here, it seems you've already dealt with my men outside."

He appeared about the same age as Chen Hong, tall and powerfully built, with tiger-like eyes that intimidated others. As he spoke, the scar on his face writhed repeatedly. Though he displayed no obvious aura of cultivation, he gave people an overwhelmingly imposing feeling.

"Smart!"

Li Ye praised him.

Suddenly, Chen Hong stepped forward with a savage grin. "Then congratulations... you've arrived in hell."

Boom!

A faint aura abruptly burst from within him, making the Dungeon floor tremble slightly.

Cultivation: Body Tempering... Eighth Layer!