My husband Can Cultivate

The Sword Master sensed the terror of the Undying Barbarian King and instantly thought of escaping. Money, rewards—at this moment, he could no longer concern himself with such things.

However, Yang Qi had already given him a chance to escape; he was the one who didn’t cherish it. To some extent, the Undying Barbarian King was even more brutal than Yang Qi because he was absolutely loyal to his commands. If Yang Qi ordered him to cripple these men and throw them out, he would not allow a single one to get away.

Just as the Sword Master turned to flee, he felt an immense force on his back. A single punch smashed him to the ground, and he was unable to stand up again. Though he wasn’t dead, his life as a martial artist was effectively over.

The Undying Barbarian King paid no further attention to him, kicking his body aside. Facing the others, he cracked a wide grin and laughed. "A bunch of ignorant scum. You truly have no idea what you’re doing."

"Join forces! This big guy is too strong. I estimate he’s a Fourth Rank Overlord like me, but he has natural Divine Power. Don’t underestimate him!" the Martial Artist who practiced Childhood Skill shouted.

Everyone nodded and charged toward the Undying Barbarian King.

The Undying Barbarian King grinned. His boss was too powerful, so he rarely got a chance to act. He wasn’t about to let today’s opportunity slip by.

The first to reach the Undying Barbarian King was a man who practiced Baji Fist. Baji Fist is a short-range martial art, its movements defined by a powerful, straightforward, and explosive style. Its techniques emphasize intercepting and controlling at close quarters, favoring hard blocks and direct counters. It truly embodies the characteristics of leaning, bumping, squeezing, pushing, bursting, and shaking. The power of Baji Fist originates in the heels, travels through the waist, and is channeled to the fingertips, creating tremendous explosive force and a distinct combat style. It is said to carry the momentum to "topple the heavens with a shrug and shake the Nine States with a stomp." Thus, Baji Fist is revered in the Chinese martial arts community with the saying: "Taiji pacifies the world through culture, while Baji establishes order through might."

The technique this man was executing was Baji Fist’s Mountain Clinging. The key to this offensive move is to close the distance until one is "as close as a kiss" to the opponent, then strike with the shoulder. While it appears to use the shoulder as the point of force, it actually incorporates the twisting power of the waist and hips, focusing the body’s entire strength into the blow. It is designed to inflict severe damage and send the target flying. The "six grand openings"—six forces united as one—were on full display in this Mountain Clinging. It perfectly showcased the fierce might of Baji Fist, moving with a whistling wind that seemed unstoppable.

"Big guy, no matter how strong your Cross Training is, it’s useless! This move will crush you to pieces!" the Baji Fist master shouted confidently. As a Fourth Rank Overlord, he had practiced Baji Fist for decades, refining its sheer force to the absolute extreme. He believed this single blow could bend a steel plate, let alone a man.

BANG!

The next moment, a loud impact echoed. The Baji Fist master’s face instantly went pale. The result he expected never came. Instead, he was brutally struck by the Undying Barbarian King’s millstone-sized fist. The blow sent agonizing pain through his body as he was launched uncontrollably through the air.

"Impossible!" he cried, scrambling up from the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

"Nothing’s impossible." At that moment, the Undying Barbarian King was already standing before him, his enormous fist smashing down once again. The Barbarian King was massive, nearly three meters tall, yet his speed was anything but slow. This seemingly ordinary punch could definitely shatter a steel plate.

The Baji Fist master was scared to death. He had no time to dodge and could only throw his arms up in front of him in a desperate block.

BANG!

CRACK!

The loud boom was followed by the sound of shattering bone. The Baji Fist master’s arms were instantly broken, along with several of his ribs. He was sent flying more than ten meters, landing on the ground without a breath left in his body. His internal organs were surely scrambled.

"Boss, I hit him too hard," the Undying Barbarian King said, scratching his head with some embarrassment.

"It doesn’t matter," Yang Qi replied, shaking his head. These people had come to kill him, so he would have been justified in killing them without mercy. He had only decided to spare them because he recognized the difficulty of their Cultivation. Since they had spurned his mercy and persisted, their deaths at the hands of the Undying Barbarian King were well-deserved.

"How could this happen!" Seeing this, the remaining men’s faces changed drastically. The Baji Fist master had been a Fourth Rank Overlord whose powerful Baji Fist they had all witnessed. Yet he had been killed in just two punches. What was even more infuriating was listening to the Undying Barbarian King’s words; it seemed he had been trying to hold back and failed. That was a sheer insult.

"Run!" Seeing the situation, the rest knew they had no chance of winning. The opponent was far too strong. But the Undying Barbarian King was faster; escape was impossible.

When a Third Rank Overlord realized he was the Barbarian King’s next target, the hair on his body stood on end. Terrified, he turned and fled, trying to get away at his top speed. However, it was too late. The Undying Barbarian King grabbed his leg, slammed him fiercely onto the ground, and shattered his Dantian, destroying his foundation. Although he didn’t die, he was now a martial cripple, his path in the world of Martial Arts forever closed. Still, he was better off than the man who had died, as he could at least live the life of an ordinary person.

"No, this guy is too terrifying! He’s a ferocious beast!" The remaining men were about to wet themselves, their bodies drenched in cold sweat. If they were the ones being attacked, their fate would surely be even worse.

"Zheng Bunai, your intel was wrong! How does this kid have such a terrifying helper?" someone shouted.

But what good was that? Zheng Bunai was already scared stiff. He had never expected Yang Qi to have such a terrifying figure at his side. If he had known, he would never have come. Coming here was just courting death.

"AH!"

Another scream tore through the air. As the men desperately tried to flee, two more were caught by the Undying Barbarian King and disabled. The scene was horrifying beyond words.

The most outrageous part was that when they tried to run, they found that no matter what they did, they couldn’t seem to leave the area. It was as if they were trapped in an Enchanting Soul Formation. They would run in circles, only to end up back where they started. Unbeknownst to them, Wang Zhen had appeared beside Yang Qi. His gaze was lowered, but his methods were astounding. With a single Taoist Skill, he had trapped everyone trying to escape.

"What do we do? We can’t get out!"

"It’s over! What is happening? How did we end up in a situation like this?"

The remaining Martial Artists were terrified and filled with regret. Their faces were ashen. Every one of them was a lord of their own territory. In their own domains, they lived in luxury, and no one dared to offend them. But arriving here was like stepping into hell. The feeling of helplessness and despair filled them with endless, genuine fear.