Crushing the Two-Headed Alien, Shocking Everyone

Hearing Lin Wan'er's cry for help, Lin Feng looked slightly surprised.

The ever-arrogant Lin Wan'er had actually taken the initiative to ask him for help.

Of course, he was the only person she would ask.

Yet Lin Feng had never understood why Lin Wan'er remained so certain that the sect he awakened would not be poor, as though this woman had known from the very beginning that his achievements would not fall below hers.

Could the cultivator who had told Lin Wan'er's fortune back then have read his fortune along the way too? That was the only guess Lin Feng could make.

Seeing that Lin Wan'er had already lowered herself to ask him for help, and considering that she had previously offered to sell him that supreme-grade spirit jade blank at a low price, Lin Feng would not stand by and do nothing now, even though he did not want to become too deeply entangled with her.

A burly figure stepped out from behind Lin Feng. It was none other than Tie Dali, the Evergreen Sect's first personal disciple.

However, the cultivation realm Tie Dali revealed at that moment was only mid Foundation Establishment.

Lin Feng did not intend to expose too much of his sect's strength, but if he sent Liu Yurou against this two-headed anomalous creature, she probably would not be able to defeat it easily.

But if Tie Dali, who had suppressed his cultivation from early Golden Core to mid Foundation Establishment, made a move, there would be no suspense.

Tie Dali had already received his orders. The instant Lin Feng summoned him, he unleashed a mighty Fierce Tiger Roaring at the Mountain Fist.

The thunderous tiger roar shook the two-headed anomalous creature into retreating repeatedly. When it looked up and saw that enormous tiger phantom, even its body instinctively began to tremble slightly.

The two-headed anomalous creature dropped its toying demeanor and looked at Tie Dali gravely.

He had long guessed that, given how cunning humans were, they would surely keep something in reserve and wait to ambush him while he fed.

He simply had not expected the newcomer to also be at mid Foundation Establishment and proficient in tiger-based cultivation techniques.

As an anomalous creature born of yin, he naturally felt some fear toward such pure-yang techniques.

Yet he forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart. He had greater confidence in his own strength.

Even if the human before him was also at mid Foundation Establishment, there should still be a vast gap between him and someone like himself, who had spent a hundred years consolidating that realm.

With that thought, the two-headed Anomaly raised both heads, and pitch-black baleful energy churned wildly around him, swelling layer upon layer.

Bone-chilling, uncanny winds swept across the entire street. Cracks spread through the ground, and wisps of black mist seeped up from below.

The surrounding temperature plummeted. The six cultivators it had severely wounded earlier were instantly enveloped by baleful energy, their blood and qi growing sluggish until even breathing became difficult.

"A mere human cultivator dares act so brazenly before me just because he possesses a pure-yang technique!"

The two-headed Anomaly let out a hoarse, piercing shriek. Its hundred years of Foundation Establishment reserves erupted in full, its baleful energy condensing into solid, pitch-black armor that covered its entire body as both hideous heads unleashed killing moves at once.

The left head spat out thick black mist laden with baleful poison, turning it into a skyful of poisonous fog that sealed off every direction.

The right head's fangs flashed with cold light. Its body abruptly shot forward, leaving trails of afterimages as both claws, wrapped in annihilating yin power, lunged straight for Tie Dali's face.

It was well versed in prolonged battles and sinister, evasive combat, and planned to exhaust its opponent's spiritual power with its deep reserves before tearing him apart and devouring him.

Facing the terrifying onslaught, Tie Dali remained composed, standing rooted in place like a deep abyss or towering mountain, unmoving and unshaken.

Though he had suppressed his cultivation and revealed only mid Foundation Establishment combat strength, he fully unleashed the Fierce Tiger Roaring at the Mountain Fist, which he had cultivated to the pinnacle of perfection.

Pure, utmost-yang spiritual power burst from his body with a crash, blazing with golden light and forcibly driving the surrounding cold, baleful energy three feet back.

Light surged across his low-grade spirit artifact gauntlets. The vigorous power of his masculine blood and qi shot skyward, once again forming the majestic phantom of a fierce tiger a hundred zhang tall.

The tiger's roar shook the wilds, and pure-yang astral winds surged endlessly, naturally countering all sinister and anomalous things!

Boom!

The fierce tiger fist force met the pitch-black baleful claws head-on. Two violent forces, gold and black, collided with a thunderous crash that shook the streets of Spirit City, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

The two-headed Anomaly's pupils abruptly contracted, and its heart reeled.

It had thought its foundation, built over a hundred years at Foundation Establishment, would be enough to crush human cultivators of the same realm. Only when they truly exchanged blows did it realize something was wrong.

Its opponent appeared to be at the same mid Foundation Establishment realm, yet his spiritual power was terrifyingly condensed and profound, without the slightest trace of instability. Every bit of his strength was pure to the extreme.

That pure-yang fist force, in particular, actually burned sizzling white smoke from its protective baleful armor, frantically dissolving its core yin baleful energy!

"Impossible! You're just an ordinary mid Foundation Establishment cultivator! How can you possess such tremendous power!"

Shocked and furious, the two-headed Anomaly held nothing back, pushing its movement technique to the limit as its figure flickered unpredictably.

Its two heads took turns launching sneak attacks. Sharp claws, baleful poison, and yin winds layered over one another in vicious, insidious attacks, every move aimed straight at a vital point in an utterly desperate fighting style.

For a time, black shadows crisscrossed the street and baleful energy filled the air. The Anomaly's sneak attacks came in an unbroken stream, seemingly even gaining a slight edge over Tie Dali's frontal assault.

Lin Wan'er and the other cultivators, lying severely injured in the distance, were all tense, their hands clenched tight.

In their eyes, this two-headed Anomaly possessed terrifying reserves and sinister methods. Although Tie Dali's cultivation technique countered it, he was still locked in a bitter struggle, and the outcome remained uncertain.

But only the two-headed Anomaly at the center of the battle knew that it had been suppressed throughout the entire fight.

Every sneak attack, every burst of baleful poison, and every slash of its claws was precisely blocked by Tie Dali and crushed head-on.

What appeared to be a stalemate was actually rapidly draining its baleful energy. Its protective yin armor was continually scorched and damaged by pure-yang fist force, and the foundation it had accumulated over a hundred years was being worn away bit by bit.

Tie Dali, by contrast, maintained steady, sustained breathing throughout, attacking and defending with measured ease.

His fist technique, honed to the pinnacle of perfection, was seamless and flawless. No matter how deviously the Anomaly struck, it could not harm him in the slightest.

After only a few dozen exchanges, the two-headed Anomaly's aura had already fallen into disorder, and more than half its sinister spiritual power had been depleted. The arrogance deep in its heart was completely replaced by fear.

It finally understood that the human cultivator before it surpassed it utterly in foundation, cultivation techniques, and physique alike!

"Monster, this ends here!"

Tie Dali gave a low shout. No longer deliberately holding back, he fully unleashed his suppressed physical strength.

The earth beneath his feet collapsed with a crash. Like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains, he hammered out a chain of punches with both fists!

Three tiger roars, layered one upon another!

The first punch scattered the skyful of baleful mist, cutting off every escape route the Anomaly had.

The second punch shattered its pitch-black protective demonic armor, jolting its innards and sending black blood spilling from its mouth.

The third punch gathered all his pure-yang astral power and slammed squarely into the two-headed Anomaly's torso with the force of an overturning mountain!

Crack!

A piercing sound of snapping sinew and shattering bone suddenly rang out.

Both of the two-headed Anomaly's heads screamed in agony at once. Its massive body instantly went rigid, and the dense baleful energy around it collapsed with a crash.

Its hundred years of Foundation Establishment cultivation and condensed sinister essence utterly crumbled beneath this supremely yang, supremely unyielding, tyrannical punch.

Its massive body slammed heavily into the ground, the black energy around it dissipating completely. Both hideous heads shriveled and withered, no longer retaining even a trace of their ferocity.

In an instant, this mid Foundation Establishment Anomaly with its deep reserves, which had driven six Qi Refining cultivators into desperate straits on the verge of death, perished on the spot.

As the dust slowly settled, Tie Dali withdrew his fists and stood tall as a pine. The spiritual light around him gradually receded, leaving him looking as unremarkable as any mid Foundation Establishment cultivator, without revealing the slightest hint of his true reserves.

The six fallen cultivators gazed at that burly figure, their eyes filled with nothing but utter shock and awe.