Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Lin Zheyu felt the terrifying aura behind him, and various negative emotions like fear, reluctance, and despair appeared on his face.

Seeing a powerful genius about to fall at his hands, Zhang Mo felt immensely pleased.

He thoroughly enjoyed the despair, reluctance, and fear displayed on a genius’s face as they fell.

The distance between Zhang Mo and Lin Zheyu was getting shorter and shorter.

Black and red energy covered his right hand, forming a gigantic palm, which slapped down towards Lin Zheyu’s head.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Zhang Mo sensed something was off.

The terror, despair, and reluctance on Lin Zheyu’s face vanished, replaced by a trace of mockery.

’Could this guy be a Transforming Force expert?’

’Is he pretending to be weak to ambush the strong?’

Zhang Mo had these thoughts in his mind as the black and red energy within him surged instantly.

Before he could take any further action, an overwhelming aura burst forth from Lin Zheyu, golden Qi Blood spread out, and condensed into a five-clawed golden dragon.

Boom——

The Great Power Vajra Fist blasted out at an incredible speed, directly breaking the sound barrier and causing a sonic boom.

The golden five-clawed dragon coiled around Lin Zheyu’s arm, roaring, as it followed his fist, striking towards Zhang Mo’s chest.

At the moment of sensing something was wrong, Zhang Mo frantically mobilized the black and red energy within to form an energy shield on his body.

Bam!

Wave~~

The fist struck the energy shield, its unmatched power directly breaking the shield’s defense, emitting a light sound of a wave.

Zhang Mo’s expression was horrified.

As his palm descended, just before it could strike Lin Zheyu, it was tightly gripped by another hand, and his entire arm was rendered immobile.

The strength was even more terrifying than his own.

"Is this guy a Bone Marrow Refining Realm Martial Artist?"

"Damn, this guy is from the Barbarian Race!"

Feeling Lin Zheyu’s terrifying power, Zhang Mo was utterly shocked.

His opponent’s fist easily shattered the energy protective shield around him and continued to smash through Zhang Mo’s chest.

This kind of terrifying strength and physique could only be possessed by those who worship the Barbarian God and cultivate the barbarian body.

"How is that possible!"

Duan Ping exclaimed.

At the moment Lin Zheyu took action, Duan Ping also noticed something was amiss.

His half-demon face showed a look of surprise.

Boom——

Duan Ping exerted force under his feet, blasting towards Lin Zheyu like a cannonball.

"Heh!"

Lin Zheyu glanced at the advancing Duan Ping, a sneer appearing on his face.

His left hand exerted a fierce force, and with a tearing sound, he grabbed Zhang Mo’s wrist and ripped off the entire arm.

Whoosh——

Immediately after, Lin Zheyu flung his right hand, tossing the attached Zhang Mo towards Duan Ping.

Swish——

Lin Zheyu’s figure flickered and disappeared, advancing instead of retreating, charging towards Duan Ping.

Roar!

Duan Ping let out a beast-like roar, extending his right hand to catch the barely alive Zhang Mo.

As a Demon Martial Artist, his Life Force was exceptionally strong.

Even with his chest pierced and right arm torn off, Zhang Mo wasn’t dead yet.

Vast black and red energy gathered at the severed end of his right arm and the hole in his chest, and the bleeding soon stopped.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Zheyu roared.

The five-clawed golden dragon roared on his body, exuding a terrifying Tyrannical True Intent pressure. The Great Power Vajra Fist smashed out, making him awe-inspiring, like both a god and a demon.

At the moment Zhang Mo was caught by Duan Ping, the fist entwined with the five-clawed golden dragon also descended.

Boom——

The fist blasted out, breaking the terrifying air resistance, erupting in a series of sonic booms.

With a puff, it instantly exploded Zhang Mo’s head and without pause, continued to blast towards Duan Ping’s chest.

Bang!

Duan Ping, sensing danger, crossed his arms in front of his chest.

The terrifying fist struck down, and the black energy shield enveloping his arms shattered instantly. The immense power attacked, shattering the bones in his arms at once.

"So strong!"

"What kind of monster is this guy!"

Duan Ping’s expression changed drastically, his legs pushing back with force, swiftly retreating.

This kind of terrifying power was unbelievably strong, even surpassing the power he had when transformed into a half-demon.

Fortunately, the recent injury wasn’t severe, and for someone like him, a half-demon, such an injury was nothing.

Within a few breaths, the severe bone fracture on Duan Ping’s arm had completely healed.

"Six breaths."

Lin Zheyu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The injury just now, this half-demon in front of him healed in only six breaths. This recovery ability was even more monstrous than that of the previous Demon Martial Artist.

"However, it ends here."

"Die!"

Lin Zheyu coldly smiled as the force beneath him erupted explosively.

The immense force exploded, blasting a deep pit in the ground beneath his feet in the blink of an eye.

The wind roared beside his ears; Lin Zheyu’s speed was incredible, almost reaching, but not quite, the speed that could surpass sound like his fists!

"No energy fluctuation of True Force, not Demon Essence, nor is it..."

"Pure power?"

"Pure brute strength can explode at such an incredible speed. Is this guy a genius of the Barbarian Race!"

Seeing the terrifying scene, Duan Ping was utterly shocked.

The air resistance was tremendously terrifying; the faster the speed, the more astonishing the resistance.

Without using Demon Essence to reduce wind resistance, relying solely on pure power, it was exceedingly difficult to reach such incredible speed, even for the Barbarian Race.

The Barbarian Race neither practices Demon Essence nor True Force; they cultivate the Barbarian God’s power.

If they don’t rely on the Barbarian God’s power to reduce wind resistance, it’s challenging for them to explode at the incredible speed this guy in front of him has demonstrated.

"Damn, it’s the power of Qi Blood!"

"Golden Qi Blood energy, someone in this world has actually cultivated golden Qi Blood energy!" Duan Ping’s black eyes revealed a look of shock.