The battle within the two formations was fierce. Although the eight Confucian School were being suppressed, they managed to hold on with the power of their ancient swords.
On the other side, Wang Hao and the Black Mountain Old Devil Master brothers were also locked in a fierce battle. Although both of them were at the Early Innate of the Black Mountain Old Devil and were fighting together, they could only maintain a draw with Wang Hao, and neither could gain the upper hand.
Zhang Wuji and the others watching from the sidelines were filled with emotion, both amazed by the Western Regions martial arts of the Black Mountain Old Devil Brothers and shocked by Zhu Yanzu's formidable strength.
Keep in mind that the opponent was only at the Grandmaster level, one realm below the Innate Realm, yet he managed to withstand two Innate experts with his own strength, which was excessive.
Zhang Wuji was even more astonished, realizing that even his exceptionally talented grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng probably didn't possess such formidable combat power in his youth. In other words, that kid's talent had already surpassed that First-Rate Zhang Sanfeng Damo, and he was bound to grow into an even more terrifying being in the future.
The Black Mountain Old Devil, who was weaving and firing at Wang Hao with his Absolute Yin Finger technique, suddenly seemed to have heard something. He glanced discreetly at the Western Regions watching from afar, and finally hardened his expression, secretly transmitting his voice to the muscular man who was directly confronting Wang Hao: "Senior brother, Master ordered us to use that move to force this kid to retreat."
The muscular brute didn't say anything, but launched an even more frenzied attack on Wang Hao, while the Black Mountain Old Devil also cooperated by slowly pulling Wang Hao to the side.
At this moment, both the Black Mountain Old Devil and the Muscular Man were in bad shape. The Black Mountain Old Devil had repeatedly used the Absolute Yin Finger technique, which depleted most of his power. The Muscular Man on the other side was in an even worse state.
As the main force that directly confronted Wang Hao, he suffered the most from the Impermanence Sword Qi. At this moment, his entire body was covered with countless bloodstains, his skin was almost cut to pieces, and there were several deep wounds that exposed the bone. Blood stained his entire body.
If he hadn't followed the path of external martial Body Refinement and possessed a strong physique, he would have been dead long ago.
At the same time, Wang Hao felt helpless about this thing, because the opponent's protective divine skill was too strange and difficult to deal with. More than 90% of the sword energy he thrust out was deflected, and even the remaining less than Issei of the sword energy that hit was mostly deflected.
Under these circumstances, it was indeed difficult to inflict fatal injuries on this person. However, there was one good thing: he was still completely unharmed after the fight, and even the cloak he was wearing was not damaged in the slightest.
He could fight like that for a whole day, but the muscular guy was different. Although he couldn't inflict fatal wounds, the blood loss alone would be enough to kill him!
Similarly, the Black Mountain Old Devil also suffered a great loss of power and could not hold out for long.
As the three slowly moved across the battlefield, when they were only ten feet away from the edge, Black Mountain Old Devil and Muscular Bro unleashed their final attacks in perfect unison.
The Black Mountain Old Devil clenched his right fist, his entire arm thrusting out like a spear, his sinister power condensing into a fist-shaped aura that silently slammed towards Wang Hao.
At the same time, the muscular man concentrated all his strength into his palm, causing it to swell up a large circle and turn blood red before slamming it down hard.
"That's exactly what we've been waiting for!"
As if he had expected this, Wang Hao dodged their killing moves with an extremely unpredictable movement technique, then stepped forward and unleashed a burst of purple, Impermanence Sword Qi, completely enveloping the two of them.
"No!"
The Black Mountain Old Devil was terrified and tried to retreat, but it was too late. At the same time, the attack had almost exhausted his true energy, so he had no ability to retreat. In the end, he was swallowed up by the Impermanence Sword Qi.
The muscular brute on the other side fared no better. He had just channeled all his power into his palms, which greatly increased his attack power, but it also deprived his body of the power boost, leaving him without that strange physical defense.
Ultimately, it was also pierced through by countless Impermanence Sword Qi energies, exploding into countless blood mists.
However, at that moment, a figure silently appeared behind Wang Hao and also silently struck Wang Hao's vital point in the back.
At the last moment, Wang Hao seemed to finally realize what was happening, and suddenly turned around to grab his opponent's wrist, but it was too late.
Without the slightest sound, that seemingly gentle imprint was placed on Wang Hao's heart.
Although no sound was heard, none of the onlookers felt that this palm strike was simple; it must have been a terrifying palm strike with an extremely subtle and yin-like power.
This kind of palm strike is the hardest to defend against; if you get hit, you'll be severely injured, if not killed.
The one who launched the sneak attack was the Western Regions who had been watching from the sidelines.
Your Highness!
Eunuch Chen and the others, who were fighting against the eight Confucian School, were furious when they saw this scene and wanted to leave to rescue Wang Hao, but the eight Confucian School were unwilling.
"Hold them off!"
The middle-aged man in Confucian robes who was in the lead secretly transmitted his voice to Li Haoran and his group of seven. The eight of them then unleashed their power simultaneously, forcibly holding back Eunuch Chen and the others.
Unfortunately, this change also created a flaw in their Eight Extremes Sword Formation. Even more strangely, Eunuch Chen and the others, who had been furious, suddenly turned around and launched a full-scale attack on the eight Confucian School. This left the eight Confucian School scholars scrambling to cope, and they were on the verge of losing their Eight Extremes Sword Formation.
"We've been waiting for you!"
Eunuch Chen and the others smiled charmingly, but their murderous intent was palpable.
His Highness had previously instructed them that no matter what happened, they should not concern themselves with it; the priority was to capture the eight Confucian School. Their anger earlier was a deliberate act to lure the eight Confucian School into a sudden shift from defense to offense, thus creating an opening in the Eight Extremes Sword Formation.
At the same time, the Western Regions who had originally placed his palm on Wang Hao's chest was initially delighted, appearing very proud and excited, but then his expression changed.
"Gotcha!"
Wang Hao, gripping the other's wrist, curled a sinister smile. Without the slightest hesitation, the Ziwei Soft Sword in his hand trembled, and countless Impermanence Sword Qi erupted once again, enveloping the other's entire figure.
A figure emerged disheveled from the sword light, casually taking with him the muscular man whose body had been pierced by the sword energy. As he tried to take the body of the Black Mountain Old Devil, the purple sword light pursued closely behind him.
Left with no other option, the other party had to retreat with his muscular physique.
Only then did everyone realize that the figure who had retreated was the Western Regions who had attacked earlier. However, the man was in a terrible state. Not only was his right arm gone, but his clothes had also been reduced to shreds, his body was covered with sword marks, and there were several deep wounds that exposed the bone.
"Cough cough... He really is a Ruthless!"
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Wang Hao stared intently at the Western Regions who had retreated to a distance.
This Ruthless is truly ruthless. At the last moment, he actually broke his own arm and rushed out before the Impermanence Sword Qi completely surrounded him.
Although it came at a considerable cost, their lives were saved.
However, Wang Hao also paid a considerable price. The palm strike had penetrated his body with the opponent's sinister palm force. Although he had already gathered a lot of Innate Sword Qi to protect his chest and a large amount of Innate Qi to protect his body, and even moved his heart to the right side.
Even so, he was still seriously injured. Most importantly, the opponent's extremely sinister and vicious palm force was too difficult to deal with, and even Innate Qi could not completely suppress it.
Now that the opponent's palm strike was raging within his body, he was unable to continue his attack for the time being.
Most importantly...
Wang Hao glanced indifferently at the old woman who had taken a step forward, ignoring the smug look on her face. In the end, he did not choose to pursue her, but instead silently activated his Bloodline Power to heal his injuries and expel the evil palm force from his body.
An old woman stepped forward with a smug and sinister smile on her face. She had long disliked this young man. Although she wouldn't take action herself, she was happy to make things difficult for him.
She certainly didn't want that damned brat to win and live!
With the old woman's subtle protection, the Western Regions who had retreated far away grabbed the muscular man's right arm and, using some unknown secret technique, caused the previously dying muscular man to let out an extremely shrill scream.
Even more terrifying was that the other person's body began to shrink, while the right arm that was being held began to swell again and turned blood red, as if all the essence and blood in the body had gathered into this arm.
Eventually, the muscular brute's entire torso became shriveled, resembling a dried-up corpse, and his screams grew weaker and weaker until they finally disappeared.
"Snap!"
The Western Regions grabbed the muscular man's arm, which had turned dark red, and forcibly tore it off. Then, he did something that almost made Wang Hao and the others' eyes pop out of their sockets.
The Western Regions forcibly attached the muscular man's right arm to his own right shoulder, and then they were joined together in such a bizarre way that the arm even began to move under the Western Regions's command.
"Holy crap, is this really a low-level martial arts world? How come they even have such advanced technology as limb transplantation? Aren't they afraid of rejection? And the speed of that grafting and recovery is ridiculously fast! It's almost comparable to the Bloodline Power!"
Upon seeing this bizarre scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but swear.
This is truly a challenge to his values!
Organ transplantation was considered an extremely difficult surgery even in previous generations, especially for large-area treatments like the arm or limb. Even if both organs are a good match, there is still a significant risk of rejection.
Not to mention that the other party's method of so roughly applying it to the wound and then quickly healing it was also quite remarkable, comparable to the restorative power of Bloodline Power.
Is this still considered a low-level martial arts world?
"Fortunately, this secret technique seems to come at a high price, making it far less effective than the Bloodline Power!"
Seeing the Western Regions's suddenly graying short hair, Wang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The change in the other person's hair proves that using this secret technique is quite taxing on oneself, and it is very likely that it is depleting one's most precious lifespan, which makes sense.
Otherwise, if the other party possesses a low-cost recovery method similar to Bloodline Power, he would have to consider whether to make a run for it immediately!
You deserve to die!
The Western Regions had just attached his right arm, looked at Wang Hao with a sinister gaze, his killing intent surging. He was clearly very resentful of Wang Hao for forcing him into this predicament.
As the Western Regions finished speaking, his entire body began to undergo a distorted transformation.
First, his originally slender body seemed to have been nourished by the transplanted arm, and his muscles began to expand rapidly. Although he did not become as bloated as the muscular brute before, he could still be considered strong and robust.
At the same time, the transplanted arm began to deform. First, countless black and red keratinous layers grew on the arm, then the thick fingers swelled and grew, and the finger bones inside protruded and connected together, turning each finger into a sharp blade.
" The Myriad Beasts Devil Cultivation Method? You're from the Beast Taming Palace of the Western Regions!"
Seeing this, Wang Hao's expression became even more solemn. He had previously seen records about the martial arts world of the Western Regions in the underground vault of the Da Ming Dynasty royal family. One of the sects was very peculiar and was skilled at controlling various poisonous insects, birds and beasts, especially those exotic beasts.
The underground level of the secret vault contains a Grandmaster- level martial art from the Beast Taming Palace, as well as brief records about the Beast Taming Palace.
According to that record, the supreme skill of the Beast Taming Palace is the Myriad Beasts Devil Cultivation Method, which can fuse the flesh and blood of exotic beasts into the body, greatly enhancing the cultivator's physique. Afterwards, it is necessary to consume a large amount of wild beast flesh and blood to nourish the exotic beast flesh and blood that have been fused into the body until they are perfectly integrated with the individual.
However, according to records, no one in the Beast Taming Palace has ever truly mastered the Myriad Beasts Devil Cultivation Method. Every practitioner of the Myriad Beasts Devil Cultivation Method Art would go berserk in the later stages of cultivation, causing their body to mutate and leading to certain death.