CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 163: I AM THE EMPEROR OF LONGEVITY OF THE SOUTH POLE IN THIS WORLD (3000 WORDS)

In the eyes of everyone around, Lu Ren seemed to manifest four arms out of thin air.

Boom boom boom!!

Kuishan, unable to react in time, had the rough armor he was wearing shattered directly, with fragments scattering like bullets in all directions, revealing Kuishan’s extremely burly body covered with innumerable crisscross scars old and new, making it obvious at a glance.

This was a super strong individual who had survived a battlefield akin to hell.

However, this towering body was visibly marked all over with fist imprints, sinking into the muscles, a new one appearing before the previous had even faded.

As Lu Ren delivered the final punch, Kuishan’s near five hundred-pound body was sent flying ten meters through the air, only coming to a stop after tumbling across the ground several times.

Sizzle!!

Lu Ren glanced at the swirling smoke emanating from his fist, a result of the intense friction with the air during his rapid punches, causing his skin to redden slightly.

"Hoo..."

Lu Ren exhaled a long breath, straightening his slightly hunched body, letting his arms slowly fall to his sides.

The opponent’s method of attack was quite brute in Lu Ren’s eyes, even rudimentary; the straightforward knife techniques, despite being honed through countless battles and aided by the attribute of the Flame Ring.

But removing that, it really wasn’t much to behold.

The skill level prompt in his mind flashed a long list, but it didn’t indicate any prompt about Kuishan being killed.

Sufficiently tenacious life energy!

The opponent had practically taken his lethal move without a single miss.

With his current body quality and fist realm, if an ordinary martial artist of perfect boxing took on the ’Phoenix Beak’, even with strong life vitality, they’d probably be nothing but a pile of flesh on the ground.

"Hm?"

Lu Ren looked up to the sky.

"Ding, an exotic connection is detected above Qingcheng Mountain, probing a reverse channel, seemingly a pathway linking the exotic realm to the real world."

"Ding, some strange beings have been detected coming over."

Upon hearing this system prompt, Lu Ren was quite surprised.

This time, it wasn’t about being teleported over, but about sentient beings being teleported here!

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"Here... what a perfect aura!"

Atop a solitary peak within the Qingcheng Mountain Range, an elderly man with an incredibly tall yet skeletal frame, his upper body bare, spread his arms wide. His exaggerated arm span seemed to be able to touch the ground.

Wearing old gray and white lantern pants that swayed gently in the breeze.

He closed his eyes slightly, a look of immense pleasure on his face, as if the world could bring him supreme joy.

As if he had arrived in heaven.

After a long while, the elderly man looked back towards the bustling foot of Qingcheng Mountain, an old and wrinkled face breaking into a smile, revealing a mouth of sharp teeth.

"How did they raise these delicious lambs?"

His extended arms fell, and his fingers seemed to be able to touch the ground with just a slight straightening, looking like an elder ape from the shape alone if not considering other aspects.

Turning to head down the mountain, he abruptly paused, squinting at a white-haired elder Daoist standing behind him, not sure since when.

The visitor was Ji Quanzhen.

Ji Quanzhen shook out his wide sleeves, dusting off himself, with a frown, muttering under his breath.

"This place is really hard to climb."

The elder looked at Ji Quanzhen who appeared behind him at some point, his should-be muddy eyes now exceedingly bright, even flickering with arcs of lightning around his pupils due to the disruption of the magnetic field by spiritual power amidst emotional changes.

This was another entity refined in the spiritual meditation path, even stepping into the level of Bright Awakening from the exotic realm.

Ji Quanzhen frowned slightly, it was his first time encountering such a heavyweight dropping from the sky, not knowing what this level was called in the opponent’s world.

Soon, his frown quickly relaxed, his whole demeanor becoming lazily relaxed.

"Who are you?"

The elder tilted his head, observing the slightly distorted air around Ji Quanzhen, understanding it to be the distribution of his ’Qi’.

"Me?"

A slight smile appeared on Ji Quanzhen’s face, and his previously ordinary-looking brows suddenly soared to grandeur, his once hunched body now standing proud and tall.

In an instant, in the elder’s eyes, Ji Quanzhen radiated an extraordinarily noble aura, in the blink of an eye, standing not as a mere old Daoist, but a Great Emperor with an aura like Purple Qi from the East, with the momentum of all immortals bowing in tribute.

Ji Quanzhen’s surrounding scattered power gathered instantly, and eventually manifested into form.

On his head, he wore a Hair-Bundling Crown with Embedded Gems, adorned with a Two Dragons Fighting for the Pearl Golden Headband that hung down to his eyebrows, dressed in Two-Color Gold Hundred Butterflies Flower-Piercing Red Arrow Sleeves, cinched with a Five-Colored Silk Embroidered Long Tassel Palace Ribbon, overlaid with a Dark blue eight-petaled flower patterned Japanese brocade with a row of tassels, stepping in Small Cyan Brocade Court Shoes with Pink Soles.

The magnetic field around him, under the terrifyingly intense Spiritual Power of Ji Quanzhen, astonishingly formed a Dharma Aspect of the Great Emperor behind him, overlooking the elders.

A faintly transparent Emperor’s Robe gleamed on his body, affected by the magnetic field’s agitation, threads of golden electric arcs appeared all around.

"Who am I?"

Ji Quanzhen stepped forward and said with a light shout, "I am the Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole in this world."

As the words fell, an incredibly vibrant life force swiftly merged into Ji Quanzhen’s body with the magnetic field’s sway, countless purple-gold electric arcs flickered, just then his supposed aging body rapidly filled up, in the next moment, became a middle-aged man with a nose like a hanging beam, lips as if smeared with red, graceful and impressive.

Reversing blood and Qi, divine thought reverted, returning to spring.

The voice that was supposed to be a light shout, but each word spoken became increasingly larger, the final word was like a grand bell and massive drum, spreading throughout the mountain range.

Even Lu Ren at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain heard it.

It was as if an existence that should not appear in the world emerged within Qingcheng Mountain, manifesting his descent upon the world.

Lu Ren’s ears involuntarily moved, his icy expression becoming somewhat grave, it was the voice of Taoist Ji.

Just as he intended to look back, Kuishan lying on the ground suddenly moved.

Seeing this, Lu Ren shouted, "Everyone, immediately leave Qingcheng Mountain!"

He looked at Song Jingxian, who was climbing up with a pale face, and said indifferently, "Officer Song, I command you for urgent evacuation using the authority of level 1 combat of the Security Bureau."

The combat member levels of the Security Bureau were inherently higher, if a situation that ordinary people cannot manage occurs, the operatives have the right to temporarily enlist police assistance.

Song Jingxian didn’t say much, pressing her waist and nodding heavily, quickly evacuating the crowd.

In the dialogue, he had already taken out his phone from his pocket, pressed the emergency support mechanical switch on the side, confirmed the screen flashed with a red bright icon, then ignored it, put it back in his pocket, and charged at Kuishan.

Strike while the iron is hot!

If they allow the opponent to recover, who knows how long the fight will last.

Only swift battle, decisive victory!

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"It’s truly, truly astonishing, I never imagined the mind could have such effects."

The elderly man from the Exotic Realm slightly opened his hands, revealing a body covered in shocking scars.

Ji Quanzhen squinted at the crisscrossed scars on the elder’s body, though his physique was thin, the muscles shown in his movements illustrated he used to be a powerful warrior tempered to an unbelievable degree.

In other words, his Exotic Realm also pursued physical limits and explored the secrets of the mind.

But this old fellow walked a crooked path, giving up on physical enhancement to chase spiritual awakening after touching Bright Awakening.

Going after what is secondary while neglecting the primary.

He was neither a cultivator specializing in Spiritual Meditation, changing paths midway could lead to significant problems.

Ji Quanzhen pondered, lifting his gaze, not observing the world as common people would, but seeing intertwined colors like an extensive ocean, as well as a higher layer, the Spirit Realm that can only be perceived after Spirit Limit Breaking.

Only a world with general attribute alignment could be absorbed into this world?

This remains to be verified, considered a conjectural factor, this information must be taken back for review.

"My name is Zhuo Feng! So then, offer the purest essence as nourishment for my master!"

The elder, Zhuo Feng, spoke, his expression revealing strands of insanity, filled with endless devotion, and unknowingly having wielded two Stone Daggers, then stabbing himself in the waist.

Grayish-brown blood slowly flowed down from the Stone Daggers at that moment, dropping on the ground like it carried corrosiveness, hissing.

This manner of spiritual stimulation...

This resembles an ascetic monk’s cultivation method, historically a category of people existed who believed in torturing their bodies through extreme external punishments, feeling pain through various extreme means, while keeping their spirits pure.

Under these oldest and crude practices, it inflicts severe physical abuse, believing such experiences let the spirit govern the body, achieving perfect self-control, allowing spiritual transformation to gain extraordinary abilities.

More extreme individuals would voluntarily have their spine broken, eyes gouged out, eardrums pierced, nose cut off, tongue removed.

Unable to move, see, smell, or hear causing them to fall into an extremely deep universe, enabling their spirit to break the bonds, leap out of the Sea of Suffering, sensing a new world.

When someday pain ceases to hurt, the five senses returning, gaining mobility again, one’s spirit reaches an incredible realm.

It could be referred to as ’Self God.’

Even nowadays, a small group in Mola Country do arduous cultivation in this way, hoping to transcend their spirit.

Though not necessarily bad, this manner is excessively primitive and brutal, cultivation methods aren’t unchangeable, ancient practices aren’t necessarily optimal, innovating is necessary for adapting to new era developments.