The Vast Chasm, Scorching True Intent Unleashed! 10x Scorching, Origin Blood Rage

The figure flying backward smashed through a wall, the falling bricks and dust filling the air and obscuring the silhouette.

Clatter, clatter...

Shi Wen stood up from the ruins, his internal energy and blood flow surging. His sunken chest puffed back out as he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of flesh. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face heavy with gravity.

"Is the Origin Blood Realm truly this strong?"

"I have already used my full strength, yet I can barely injure you in the slightest?"

Noticing Ning Da's expressionless posture, Shi Wen coughed up more blood, his face filled with desolation.

He had not held back in the slightest during his previous attack!

Whether it was the properties of his Penetrating Force, his blood energy, or his meager supply of blood essence, he had poured it all into his Baji Fist.

Yet, who would have thought?

His killing blow could not leave a single mark on the opponent's body!

Within that flesh and blood, which appeared no different from an ordinary person's, there seemed to be something akin to a non-Newtonian fluid. No matter how hard he struck, he could not stir up the slightest ripple. Not only did an invisible force dissolve his attacks, but a rebounding force was also sent back, shaking his internal energy and blood into turmoil, making it unbearable.

The opponent's casual counterattacks carried a massive force of four or five thousand jin!

Yet, even when he exploded with all his might, he could barely reach that level, and he still couldn't break through the other's defense.

Every casual strike from the opponent contained rolling, scorching heat waves.

The elbow strike he had taken to his chest earlier had cooked his flesh as if by high heat; the outer layer of meat had been scalded white!

It seemed as the opponent had said.

Martial artists below the Origin Blood Realm were simply not on the same level as those in the Origin Blood Realm!

But Senior Sister Li had said that ordinary Origin Blood martial artists possessed a massive force of over a thousand jin; why were the figures provided by the two of them so different?

If Senior Sister Li had not lied to him.

Then this person was simply playing the pig to eat the tiger.

A cold glint flashed in Shi Wen's eyes as he erupted like a mad tiger!

Ning Da stood there expressionless.

However, no matter how Shi Wen erupted, his power felt as if it were being driven into a quagmire of mud, being absorbed, decomposed, and dissipated layer by layer.

"Your hard-body training is quite impressive. Although I am only an ordinary Origin Blood martial artist, I have been immersed in this realm for many years and possess rich combat experience. I also occasionally consume great tonics to nourish my flesh. Even ordinary Origin Blood experts struggle to withstand a few of my strikes, yet you have managed to survive several blows with your Blood Coagulation, which is already quite remarkable."

"I rarely see a Blood Coagulation martial artist capable of erupting with several thousand jin of force."

"It is also rare to see someone so young who can train various martial arts to this extent."

"Below the Origin Blood Realm, you can be called a rare opponent, but that is far from enough. Your martial arts are stronger than mine, but my cultivation realm is higher; you cannot kill me!"

Ning Da flicked his toe, catching a waist saber in his hand, and said indifferently, "Since you have slaughtered all my brothers, I shall hack you into a human pig to sacrifice to them, then slaughter your entire family in return."

He slashed down fiercely.

The blade was imbued with vigorous blood essence, tearing through the night like a blade aura. The oncoming gale carried rolling heat waves, as if it could melt a person!

Shi Wen dodged the strike in a sorry state.

The broken wall behind him and the ground were cleaved open, leaving a crack several meters long. A smell of burning metal lingered on the ground!

This strike caused even Shi Wen's eyes to change.

"You can dodge one blade, but how many can you dodge?"

Ning Da laughed, his heavy feet exerting force to stomp a half-meter-deep pit into the ground. He lunged at Shi Wen like a tiger or bear, the waist saber in his hand flashing with a terrifying blood-red light!

Booming sounds echoed.

The entire courtyard was filled with the sound of things being shattered by the blade.

The air was permeated with the scent of scorched metal.

Shi Wen was beaten and forced to flee in every direction, looking exceptionally wretched.

As for Ning Da's expression, it was as if he were merely toying with this mouse to avenge his brothers!

Sensing the exceptionally intense, ultimate killing intent flashing in the opponent's eyes.

Shi Wen sighed inwardly.

He silently activated his True Intent: Scorching. He stopped dodging and, taking advantage of the moment Ning Da's blade descended, leaped toward him.

"Taibao Shaking Mountain!"

As Shi Wen took a deep breath, he fused all his blood energy, internal energy, and a drop of blood essence into this palm. His upper body and right arm swelled to several times their original size out of thin air, muscles bulging and knotting. The terrifying force displaced the air, pushing forward like a mountain with a vigorous and horrifying heat wave.

"Ignorant."

A mocking look flashed across Ning Da's face.

He did not dodge or parry; he even thrust his chest forward, actively allowing himself to be struck by that palm.

Suddenly, the unexpected happened!

This palm strike was like a piece of iron heated red-hot in a furnace, the moment it pressed against his chest.

A terrifying, shocking Scorching momentum erupted instantly!!

The skin and flesh on Ning Da's sturdy, dark chest ulcerated and tore; his flesh looked as if it had been branded by red-hot iron, churning and cooked through!

Had it not been for the dozen or so layers of Blood Membrane automatically protecting his body, he might truly have been injured.

This strike exceeded Ning Da's imagination.

It even exceeded Shi Wen's expectations!

He roared inwardly: True Intent, 10x Scorching!

"Fierce Tiger Climbs the Mountain!!!"

Shi Wen stomped the earth, his momentum like that of a mad demon.

Combining the three forces of thrusting, embracing, and flicking, Shi Wen lunged at Ning Da like a raging river of wild wolves. His palms, infused with full Origin Blood, transformed into an iron-red, blood-colored hue, the terrifying high temperature imbued with the properties of extreme scorching and corrosion!

BOOM!!!

The momentum of the Fierce Tiger Climbs the Mountain clawed viciously at Ning Da's neck.

The moment the terrifying high temperature and the scorching, corrosive nature within his palms touched the neck, thick black smoke billowed out, accompanied by the sizzling sound of hot oil colliding violently with water.

"AH!!!!"

Ning Da's eyes split at the corners.

The man, originally one meter ninety tall, saw his muscles, tendons, and bones surge, transforming him into a lean, powerful giant nearly three meters tall. His entire body radiated a vigorous, scalding heat wave like a blast furnace!

The Origin Blood he exuded was so turbid and scorching that the very air seemed to turn viscous!!

The neck Shi Wen had gripped became as hard as iron and stone, even thickening twofold, becoming as slippery as a loach. Dozens of black-blood-colored patterns flowed across his skin, and the man looked like a humanoid beast, powerful and muscular; the ground beneath him was sinking!

The oncoming wave of scorching heat, made it difficult for Shi Wen to breathe.

Merely by being close, traces of high-temperature burns appeared on his skin.

When this person truly erupted, how astonishing was the momentum?

"Ant, die for me!!"

Ning Da sensed the scent of death and roared.

His two arms clamped down viciously; if one were caught in them, even an iron man cast from steel would be crushed to pieces!

Shi Wen gritted his teeth, pouring all his vitality and Origin Blood into his palms, and roared: "50x Scorching!!"

In an instant.

Shi Wen's flesh sank visibly deep into his bones.

His spirit withered, and there was not a shred of vitality or strength left in his body, as if he had been drained dry by an invisible force.

Yet, the hands gripping Ning Da's neck turned as red as molten lava, igniting with raging flames!

The temperature of four or five thousand degrees caused the air to warp faintly, and the skin and flesh of the neck gripped by his palms suffered severe carbonization and penetration!

The dozen or so layers of Blood Membrane on the surface shattered inch by inch like bubbles.

The Origin Blood, viscous as lead and mercury, melted away.

Bones harder than steel dissolved on the spot!