Attack on the Mountain (Please Follow)

The stir caused by the four pieces of good news was completely overshadowed by the final discovery.

Zhao Hong was utterly stunned.

It was not surprising that the Stele-Splitting Hand and Mighty Vajra Finger had something in common. The deeper one mastered the former, the more astonishing the tempering of finger force became. Combined with control over one's strength—making the heavy seem light and the light seem heavy—cultivating the Mighty Vajra Finger was simply twice the result for half the effort.

But the Six Harmonies Saber Art and Cloud-Breaking Flash were truly beyond his belief.

The Six Harmonies Saber Art had been the first to reach mastery.

Six Harmonies coordination.

The three internal harmonies and three external harmonies gave him effortless, unpredictable control and application of power.

It could actually empower the other three martial arts.

He suddenly recalled Zhao Yang's reminder before he left.

Cultivating the Six Harmonies was beneficial even to the Profound Embryo realm.

But now that he had experienced it firsthand, the benefits did not need to wait until the Profound Embryo realm.

Whether it was the Stele-Splitting Hand, Mighty Vajra Finger, or Cloud-Breaking Flash, with the Six Harmonies Saber Art reaching mastery and the perfect coordination of the three internal and three external harmonies, it was as if their power had been raised several notches beyond mastery.

It granted absolute control and application.

"Good heavens."

"Our Eight Desolations Six Directions Hall is far from simple. The four martial arts complement one another. Forget mastering them all—even reaching minor mastery would provide enormous help later on."

Anyone could tell there had to be even stronger techniques to come.

Though these four martial arts were all formidable, they now seemed to be laying the foundation.

Of course, they placed extreme demands on one's physique and talent. The starting point was simply too high.

"When I run into Brother Zhou again, I need to ask about the Eight Desolations Six Directions Hall."

He had developed immense curiosity toward his "sect."

Just how powerful was a "sect" that possessed such "foundational martial arts"?

"This rain really is fine weather today."

Zhao Hong looked at the raging wind and torrential rain without feeling the slightest discomfort.

Then—

He leaped into the air and swept his saber horizontally.

Gang qi surged throughout his body, and his drenched clothes were nearly instantly steamed dry.

At the same time, his body shifted and turned, while saber light transformed.

The dense raindrops were swept aside before they could even approach him, unable to draw near.

As he familiarized himself with his strength after the breakthrough, Zhao Hong finally came to like saber arts.

With the fundamental coordination of the Six Harmonies combined with saber momentum, it was simply too ferocious.

And the blood gang within his body was even more astonishing.

His foundation was too deep.

There was also the enhancement from Dragon Tendon and Tiger Bones.

After practicing for a while—

Zhao Hong became utterly certain that he dared to fight a Profound Embryo cultivator.

After all, it was not as though he had never fought one before.

Though he could only be considered to have delivered the finishing blow at the time, he had personally experienced the power and difficulty of Profound Embryo cultivators.

Especially the Profound Embryo formed by that Evil Skin Cult demon after fusing with Jade Hide. In terms of explosive power and methods, it had been even more troublesome than ordinary Profound Embryo cultivators.

"Ahhh—"

Zhao Hong jolted and abruptly turned toward the trade road.

"Did I hear that wrong?"

The sound of wind and rain was simply too loud.

He was not entirely certain.

But after hesitating briefly, he still flashed through the rain curtain and swept downward.

Only a few breaths later—

Another scream drifted over from afar.

"Damn it, something really happened."

Zhao Hong's expression changed slightly as he decisively increased his speed.

At the same time, he felt the bell at his waist shake violently.

Three short rings, three long rings.

An urgent plea for help.

When he saw the blurry trade road in the distance, dazzling blood gang burst forth.

Boom!

The mountains and wilderness swayed in the wind and rain, concealing most of the sounds and commotion.

But Zhao Hong's senses after his breakthrough were far beyond ordinary. Seeing that blood gang, he also sensed the fierce sounds of battle.

As well as waves of strange auras.

They sent chills down Zhao Hong's spine.

The Evil Skin Cult!

He instantly thought of the information the gray-robed man had revealed before his death.

His expression became especially grim.

It felt as if something enormous was about to happen.

"Brother Zhou..."

Zhao Hong abruptly shook his head. He could not afford to think about that now.

Since Zhou Baishan had already reported it, those people should not be foolish enough to make no preparations at all.

His figure flickered as he swiftly closed in.

In the wilderness near the trade road, more than a dozen martial artists from the Judge's Office were retreating in disarray.

There were at least several dozen pursuers.

Some were men, some were beasts.

Every one of them was vicious and savage.

"This really is quite a force."

"There are only a little over twenty of us here in total, and just one Golden Bell Guard."

Zhao Hong closed in like lightning.

Among the retreating group, he recognized only a few faces, and none of them well.

Liu Zheng's group was not on patrol today.

Two other Silver Bell Guards were leading the Copper Bell Guards on patrol.

He only knew that one of them was named Wang Yunshan.

"Ahhh! Save me!"

A giant bear swatted a Copper Bell Guard to the ground with one paw, drawing a miserable scream.

"You lackeys of the Judge's Office, no one can save you this time."

"Didn't you enjoy hunting us down before? I'll let you enjoy yourself now."

The giant bear spoke human words and stomped down viciously.

The martial artist's chest shattered, flesh and blood reduced to pulp. Even his eye sockets were forced apart by the agony.

Boom!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Wang Yunshan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared frantically.

Even while retreating, he had to fend off the pursuing martial artists.

He was nearly going mad.

In only this short time, more than half their numbers had already been lost.

The enemy force was too overwhelming. It was a completely one-sided slaughter.

"Come this way!"

Zhao Hong puffed out his chest and let out a roar that exploded through the mountains and wilderness.

Boom!

Terrifying blood gang bloomed around him, especially dazzling and frightening amid the dim wilderness.

The fleeing Judge's Office group immediately changed direction without hesitation.

That imposing aura was stronger than three Wang Yunshans combined.

Zhao Hong had finally arrived. He passed the crowd and slashed with his saber.

"Watch out."

Wang Yunshan did not recognize Zhao Hong. Though unfamiliar, he was clearly an ally rather than an enemy. Wang Yunshan urgently warned, "Their blood gang is more than half complete. Every one of these bastards has fused with Evil Skin Cult hide."

Boom!

One saber slash split the giant bear into two on the spot.

Terrifying saber gang pierced through its body, split into three streams, and simultaneously tore apart the bodies of three people behind it.

Wang Yunshan's eyes widened as though he had seen a ghost.

What kind of control was that?

It was the first time he had seen someone wield gang qi to such an extent.

But the situation did not allow him to remain shocked. Zhao Hong's astonishing strength was undoubtedly wonderful news.

His body flashed, and he appeared beside Zhao Hong, facing the enemy shoulder to shoulder with him.

Though Zhao Hong's slash was terrifying, it did not frighten off these crazed fiends.

Their eyes were filled with bloodlust as they braved the wind and rain, hideous and terrifying.

Zhao Hong remained expressionless. His peripheral vision caught sight of a corpse trampled beyond recognition, and killing intent surged in his eyes as savage might spread around him.

"Kill!"

He charged as though entering uninhabited territory.

His figure was ghostly, and every saber strike splashed blood.

Even those with perfected blood gang could not withstand a single slash.

In the wilderness behind them—

More than a dozen figures suddenly rushed over.

"Kill!"

Without looking back, Wang Yunshan's face lit up with wild joy as he shouted hoarsely, "Reinforcements are here!"

"Counterattack!"

There were fewer than twenty of them in total.

Their force was far inferior to these vicious fiends.

But Zhao Hong charged at the forefront, and his incomparably fierce bearing instantly gave everyone immense confidence.

One man stood at the very front, brave and mighty, practically like a god.

In this short time alone—

More than ten people had already fallen beneath him.

"Damn, who is this big brother? He's way too fierce."

"Who cares who he is? He's one of us."

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Watch out!"

Wang Yunshan suddenly cried out in alarm as he saw three beasts and one man surround Zhao Hong, each radiating the terrifying aura of perfected blood gang.

His face flushed with blood, and he charged over without the slightest hesitation.

Two wolves, one leopard, and one man.

Blood gang surged like racing wolf smoke, utterly shredding the rain curtain within several yards and forming a vacuum.

Four savage attacks came hurtling toward him.

"So weak."

Zhao Hong could not feel the slightest threat. His foot trembled, cracking the earth.

He held his saber horizontally before him. With a boom, his body shot forward like a towering mountain, crashing head-on into the man and beast before him.