Demonic Martial Arts, The Muscle Left Path

In the dark corner, Chu Ge unleashed his full power against the Corpse Driver from the start, activating his Crimson Scale Claws, aiming for a swift kill.

Infused with Exotic Power, his hands felt a crawling sensation like ants biting, the muscles in his sleeves bulging and expanding, revealing hardened, pale red scales.

An incredibly potent and overwhelming sense of power surged through his arms, muscles rippling.

Unexpectedly, the Corpse Driver seemed to react instantly. As he shook his large banner, a shriveled, disheveled head suddenly shot out, baring its fangs and lunging to bite.

"Flying Head Zombie!?"

Chu Ge was startled, not having anticipated a Flying Head Zombie lurking beside the Corpse Driver. His hair stood on end, and he quickly altered his attack trajectory.

Swish, swish!

The sharp Crimson Scale Claws sliced through the air like swords, accompanied by gusts of energy that instantly repelled the Flying Head Zombie's intestines, which had whipped out like a long whip. Then, they clashed fiercely with the zombie's fangs.

A metallic clang rang out.

The Flying Head Zombie's fangs snapped, its cheek half-split by the sharp Crimson Scale Claws. Chu Ge's ferocious power sent it flying backward, crashing heavily into the outer courtyard.

Achieving this so easily, Chu Ge paused in surprise.

He immediately realized this Flying Head Zombie might not be as powerful as the one currently entangled with Tian Youji and Hu Xuezhi.

"Demon Martial Artist?"

The Corpse Driver, who had been about to launch an offensive, was also startled by Chu Ge's sudden appearance. He stared, bewildered, at Chu Ge's strong, demonic arms, his eyes showing apprehension and coldness as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Who are you?"

In his eyes, the person before him had a dark complexion, his weathered face crisscrossed with wrinkles, as if etched with the hardships of life. He appeared to be an unremarkable old man.

But in the darkness, this old man's arms were covered in faint red scales, thick and ferocious, resembling those of a demon, exuding mystery.

"You know of Demon Martial Artists."

Chu Ge's expression was calm.

He had heard of martial artists imitating legendary malevolent spirits and strange creatures, such as exotic beasts and demons, and developing demonic Martial Arts.

But he had never seen one.

Judging by the Corpse Driver's reaction, he seemed to know a great deal.

Despite this, he didn't pause his actions, his body instantly surging forward.

Giving the opponent no chance to command the Flying Head Zombie, his sharp claws, covered in pale red scales, attacked like swords, shing, shing, aiming to rip open its belly.

"Do you think this old man fears you?"

The Soul Chaser's face turned cold. Although he didn't understand the situation, he was a Martial Cultivator of the Blood Change Realm himself and was not afraid at this moment.

Whoosh!

He stomped his foot and charged forward, unleashing an astonishing aura that pressed down on Chu Ge, making it almost suffocating. He abruptly raised his large banner and struck!

Boom!

Qi energy erupted outward, a powerful and vigorous force surging towards Chu Ge. The air itself seemed to explode like thick porridge!

Before their attacks even connected, their clashing auras, fueled by Qi and Blood, sent waves of energy flowing.

A bang accompanied by the explosion of Qi energy.

The large banner, seemingly forged from metal, sparked upon collision with the sharp claws, revealing a notch.

The moment their Qi and Blood clashed, Chu Ge sensed that the opponent's Qi and Blood were significantly more robust than his own.

However, his primary cultivation, the Tiger Crouching Technique, was a Hardened Training martial art, and combined with the Crimson Scale Claws' power boost, he was not at a disadvantage in their current exchange.

Furthermore, any Qi energy that entered his arm meridians was naturally neutralized by the Exotic Power within the Crimson Scale Claws.

The Soul Chaser opposite him was caught off guard. The moment they made contact, the hand holding the banner went numb, and his expression changed.

"Such terrifying strength!"

He could see that the Demon Martial Artist's Qi and Blood were clearly not as strong as his own, yet his power was astonishingly terrifying, his physique like an iron tower.

He immediately had to circulate his Qi and Blood with all his might, roaring repeatedly.

Instantly, the darkness was filled with the whistling of strong winds and the resounding thwack of bone against bone, flesh against flesh.

The expanding Qi energy swept in all directions, causing tables and chairs in the attic to crack and break, and vases and porcelain bowls to shatter.

The destructive power of a Blood Change Realm battle was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged countless blows.

The more the Soul Chaser fought, the more shocked and enraged he became. The tiger's mouth holding the banner cracked, blood flowing out, and his arm went numb.

He had entered the Blood Change Realm many years ago, but his Spiritual Aptitude was too low to reach the Force Condensation Realm.

Even in his old age, his Qi and Blood were clearly much more abundant than his opponent's, yet he couldn't gain a clear advantage.

"Haa—"

He suddenly roared, and as he swung the large banner, it whistled through the air. The Flying Head Zombie, which had fallen into the courtyard earlier, flew back with a howl, joining the attack.

This was a blatant disregard for fair play, a joint attack on Chu Ge.

Chu Ge's eyes flashed at this moment. He suddenly retreated, advancing by retreating.

His figure transformed from a fierce tiger to a nimble civet cat. With a retreat and a leap, he instantly circled behind a pillar in the attic.

"Where do you think you're going!?"

Old Man Chasing Soul roared, his voice causing the surrounding air to hum dully. He and the Flying Head Zombie quickly gave chase.

"Whoosh—"

As soon as he pursued, he saw a figure leap from behind the pillar into mid-air.

He instinctively swung his great banner, unleashing a torrent of qi energy, about to strike the figure.

Unexpectedly, the figure, defying all logic, suddenly changed direction at high speed in mid-air, unnervingly shifting sideways by ten feet.

Changing direction in mid-air!

Such movement was as uncanny as a ghost, unbelievable.

"What?" Old Man Chasing Soul's eyes widened in shock.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. Under the moonlight, he vaguely saw several almost imperceptible transparent threads connected to the figure.

But before he could figure out the connection, an incomparably terrifying aura, like a giant demonic beast emerging from a cave, suddenly charged from another direction, its presence chilling.

"There's another one?"

Old Man Chasing Soul's hair stood on end.

It was only then that he swung his great banner, his old strength just dissipating as new strength had yet to form.

His qi and blood surged. As his body retreated, he brought his great banner in front of him, kicked out like a rabbit kicking an eagle, desperately seeking survival.

In the darkness, the burly figure lunged forward, extending a claw like a towering bull's horn, meeting Old Man Chasing Soul's kick.

Crack, crack, crack—

Chu Ge's spine pushed forward, segment by segment, like an earth dragon turning over.

The power of the Hardened Tiger Skill was pushed to its absolute limit. The Beast Power Paper Talisman on his back instantly brightened.

Instantly, the muscles on his entire back bulged like an expanding dough, like a dragon's spine, stretching his clothes taut, almost to the point of bursting.

"Ah—!"

Old Man Chasing Soul screamed. He felt as if his foot had been struck by a pointed hammer. His sole felt crushed, his leg bone on the verge of breaking.

Furthermore, a terrifying qi energy, like sharp steel needles, pierced his meridians.

Bang!

A surge of chaotic qi energy shattered his boots and ripped his pant legs into tatters. His body was then sent flying by inertia.

Whoosh, whoosh—

He twisted his body in mid-air to dissipate the force. His right leg had lost all sensation.

But before he could land, another figure swooped down.

"Die—!"

Old Man Chasing Soul roared, unleashing a punch with surging qi energy.

Almost simultaneously, the controlled Flying Head Zombie cooperated by whipping out its intestines like a long whip, entangling the suddenly lunging figure.

With a "shing" sound, the figure instantly exploded into fragments from the qi energy strike.

A cloud of dust with a fungal scent, accompanied by venom, instantly sprayed towards him.

"Poison?!"

Old Man Chasing Soul stumbled to the ground, limping. His expression changed. He immediately held his breath and unleashed his qi and blood, pushing his hands forward forcefully.

Boom—!

A violent qi energy erupted like a tangible circular shield, scattering all the poisonous powder and venom. As it hit the ground, it corroded the surface with a "hissing" sound.

Thump—

Old Man Chasing Soul staggered back, almost falling to the ground.

A piercing pain shot from his right foot. His sole was a bloody mess, his bones crushed, and his lower leg was numb.

A fierce qi energy surged within his meridians, trying to break through, but he fiercely resisted it with his powerful qi and blood.

Rustle, rustle—

Around him, torn fragments of Shadow Puppets fell to the ground.

Old Man Chasing Soul swept his gaze across the ground, his eyes filled with uncertainty.

He immediately looked up and saw, in the darkness, a mysterious old man with a blank expression, clad in a cloak, approaching step by step with an imposing aura.

"This old scoundrel!! So insidious!"

Old Man Chasing Soul's face darkened, his heart filled with apprehension and even a desire to retreat.

The opponent was incredibly mysterious, despicable, and insidious, resorting to sneak attacks, poison, and demonic martial arts – using any means necessary.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you!? I admit defeat today and can retreat voluntarily!"

Chu Ge, wearing the Shadow Puppet Face Pattern of a porter, did not reply. He glanced at the large amount of poisonous powder and liquid scattered on the ground, feeling helpless.

These common poisoning methods still couldn't pose too much of a threat to a Blood Change Realm martial artist.

However, the other party should have inhaled some poisonous powder just now, and with his leg injured from the sneak attack, the threat had been greatly reduced.

The only thing he needed to be wary of was whether the other party had any other Exotic Power secret arts.

Without a word, while the Beast Power Paper Talisman was still effective, he suddenly surged his Qi and Blood and charged out again, like a fierce tiger ready to devour someone.

With a "Bang Crack!"

The Flying Head Zombie, which was diving down at full speed, was directly blown up by Chu Ge's punch.

Under the enhancement of the Beast Power Paper Talisman, his strength was astonishing. The immense impact caused the shriveled head's eyes to burst out, its skull to shatter, and it rolled far away.

With a furious roar of grief and indignation, the Soul Chaser Elder suddenly turned and leaped backward, intending to jump off the attic to escape.

Chu Ge, like a fierce tiger leaping across a ravine, pursued rapidly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed out, an extremely sinister and terrifying aura suddenly approached from the night sky.

A Flying Head Zombie, noticeably larger and much more ferocious than the previous one, rapidly flew closer.

"A large Flying Head Zombie, it's the one from the yamen?"

Seeing the clearly more powerful and ferocious flying head in the distance, Chu Ge's heart felt a chilling alarm.

"Whoosh--"

Under the night sky, before the large Flying Head Zombie even got close, its slippery, coiled intestines hanging from its neck crossed the distance.

With a whoosh, the black shadow unfurled like an evil dragon emerging from the sea, sweeping towards Chu Ge.

Chu Ge dared not be careless, knowing that a Flying Head Zombie's intestines were the most insidious and venomous. Lin Hongtu of the Demon Suppressing Division had fallen victim to this.

He quickly surged his Qi and Blood, actively dodging. He suddenly leaped up, his body like a fierce tiger with wings, spreading his arms wide, his body suddenly horizontal in the air.

Swish swish--

The incoming intestines, like whips, emitted a foul stench and brushed past his belly. A chilling aura caused all his muscles to tense, and his abdominal muscles instantly hardened into slabs of steel.