Chapter 16: Attack On The Wolf King

Soon, the essence of the Stone Clan was completely devoured by Yao Yan, leaving him lying on the cold ground like a lifeless corpse, devoid of any trace of vitality.

Yao Yan clenched his fists, feeling the enhancement of his physical body, unrelated to martial qi, purely innate physical talent derived from the bloodline of the Stone Clan.

Even when fully exerting his physical strength, his skin would take on a grayish-white hue, indistinguishable from the Stone Clan.

"Very good, a perfect inheritance!"

Hun Huzi's eyes gleamed with satisfaction at Yao Yan's performance. Such formidable physique at this age could only be compared to the genius disciples of the Stone Clan or the offspring of super magical beasts.

He had spent a hundred years preparing for this, creating such a perfect specimen that brought him immense joy.

Perhaps he would create the most flawless creature in the entire Douqi Continent, an entity with no weaknesses.

Yao Yan restrained his blood and energy, not daring to go out with his grayish-white skin. If the Stone Clan discovered this, they would undoubtedly pursue him relentlessly, even with the protection of the Soul Clan, as this matter had already touched the bottom line of the major imperial clans.

Perhaps this was why Hun Huzi wasn't afraid of his betrayal; only the Soul Clan could tolerate him in this world.

Hun Huzi smiled, noticing Yao Yan's concern. He took out a golden scroll from his spatial ring and handed it over, saying, "I have prepared a body-refining martial technique for you. When you use this technique, your skin will change color, eliminating any suspicions. Moreover, practicing this technique only requires blood and energy, without considering martial qi levels."

Yao Yan took the scroll and placed it on his forehead, instantly receiving a surge of information in his mind.

Earth Rank Advanced - Adamantine Indestructible Body

Prerequisite for cultivation: The practitioner must have several times the normal amount of blood and energy. Additionally, they need to combine the juice of Adamantine Fruit with body-tempering pills of grades five to seven.

The cultivation is divided into three levels:

First level: Skin turns bronze, impervious to blades and spears, possessing immense strength. Even without martial qi cultivation, one can contend with Douwang-level experts.

Second level: Skin turns silver, the body becomes invincible, capable of withstanding spatial turbulence, and contending with Douzong-level experts.

Third level: Skin turns purple-gold, capable of confronting Dou Venerate-level experts solely with the physical body.

As for the final level, it was just a concept conceived by the creator of this martial technique.

Indestructible Body.

Regenerate limbs, immortal and indestructible.

This realm had obviously transcended the scope of body refinement.

Hun Huzi waved his hand to incinerate the dry corpse on the ground, leaving no trace behind. Then, he handed Yaoyan another spatial ring, saying, "The resources for body refinement cultivation have been prepared for you. Focus on body refinement for the next period. Take it slow with martial qi and adapt to the sudden surge of blood and energy in your body."

Compared to Yaoyan's spatial ring, this one had a larger space containing a vast amount of cultivation materials and alchemical ingredients needed for refining pills.

"Next time we meet, I hope to see you having mastered the Adamantine Indestructible Body to a satisfactory level!"

With these words, Hun Huzi's figure began to dissipate, turning into a wisp of black flame and merging into the jade plaque.

This teacher always prioritized efficiency in his actions.

The cave returned to its calm state, as if nothing had ever happened.

Yao Yan looked at the spot where the Stone Clan members disappeared, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. This was his first time killing someone, even though the process wasn't bloody, something inside him shattered. Perhaps that thing could be called a moral line.

The more that line shattered, the lower it would become.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze fell on the Adamantine Indestructible Body scroll.

It was more meaningful to increase strength quickly than to be overly sentimental.

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Half a month had passed since Yao Yan devoured the Stone Clan members.

On this day, he sat cross-legged under a waterfall, letting the water wash over his body. Each wash felt like skinning and scraping bones.

The juice of the Adamantine Fruit would seep into his muscles and flesh, enhancing their toughness and strength, while the medicinal power of the grade five body-tempering pills circulated throughout his body.

The cultivation method was extremely torturous, a common trait of most body-refining techniques, especially in the initial stages when external forces were necessary for body refinement.

Fortunately, half a month of arduous cultivation was not in vain. His skin, which would initially turn grayish-white when blood and energy were activated, now began to turn yellowish. At this rate, it would only take a few months to reach the first level of the Adamantine Indestructible Body.

By then, his physical strength alone would be sufficient to contend with Dou King-level experts, giving him some confidence in the Shen Nong Mountain Range.

"Boom!"

Yao Yan suddenly stood up, and with his skin turning yellow, a terrifying force erupted, causing the waterfall to burst open. Water splashed everywhere as he slowly walked out, raised his head, stretched his body, then grinned, "Compared to cultivating martial qi, increasing strength through body refinement is obviously faster!"

According to his estimation, an adult Stone Clan member, even without using martial qi, would be strong enough to match Dou Ancestor-level experts. Some with exceptionally high bloodline talents could even directly confront Dou Venerate-level experts with their bodies alone.

Such physical talents were simply outrageous.

With his current physical strength, he estimated that he could exchange a few moves with a Dou King, of course, without using martial techniques, but that was already quite abnormal.

"It's time to go back and seek revenge on those wolf pups!"

Yao Yan sneered coldly. He hadn't forgotten the desperate situation he had been forced into by a group of Frost Wolves a few months ago. At that time, he had truly been in a sorry state.

But now, the tables had turned!

He was going to smash the head of the third-level Frost Wolf King!

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Once a valley, now a wolf's den.

The leader of the wolf pack, the third-level Frost Wolf King, was resting inside a cave. Since Yao Yan's departure, it had occupied this place mainly because of the favorable environment and abundant resources, suitable for its development, and also to search for the disappeared "heavenly treasures."

Of course, there was also the creature that had deceived it!

"Howl!"

Suddenly, a mournful roar sounded from outside, followed by successive howls.

The Frost Wolf King instantly opened its eyes, and like the wind, it dashed out of the cave. Soon, it spotted its enemy—a 'slender' human holding the neck of a Frost Wolf, surrounded by a pack of wolves, smiling at it.

"Wolf King, we meet again. Do you remember me?"

Yao Yan pinched the Frost Wolf's neck, lifting it into the air, and grinned at the Frost Wolf King, while flames flickered in his palm, instantly enveloping the Frost Wolf. The terrifying high temperature made the Frost Wolf struggle in his grasp.

However, the strength of a second-level Frost Wolf was no match for Yao Yan now. With a slight force, he snapped its neck.

As he let go, the Frost Wolf covered in golden flames fell to the ground, the scent of roasted meat filling the air.

"Roar!"

The Frost Wolf King roared in fury, instantly recognizing the aura of the golden flames. Its fur stood on end, and its nearly two-meter-tall body resembled a tiger, sharp fangs bared, cold air swirling in its mouth, as it stared coldly at Yaoyan.

"Good to see you remember me. Come, play with me."

Yao Yan's smile became even brighter, while he casually flicked his finger at the Frost Wolf King. Over the past few years, he had been quite suppressed.

The Frost Wolf King growled lowly and didn't attack first. Instead, it commanded the surrounding Frost Wolves to surround Yaoyan.

"Swoosh!"

Flames surged in Yao Yan's palm, forming a gleaming golden flame blade. With a gentle wave of his hand, a several-meter-long flame blade slashed out towards the encroaching Frost Wolves. The speed was so fast that the Frost Wolves couldn't dodge, instantly being cut into pieces, blood and flesh flying.

At the same time, Yao Yan moved.

Flames erupted from his ankles, like a fire dragon whipping its tail on the ground, instantly propelling his body forward.

Intermediate Mystic Level Footwork Martial Technique - Drifting Dragon Song

Using the explosive power of fire attribute martial qi to generate dragon-like speed, once perfected, one could briefly traverse the air.

At this moment, Yao Yan's face lost its smile, his expression turning cold. Covered in golden flames, he condensed a defensive shield with his flaming blade. Even though his physical defense was extremely strong now, he didn't like to rely solely on his body's resilience. Most importantly, in a fight, it was best to go all out.

The Frost Wolf King's pupils contracted as Yaoyan's figure appeared in front of it. Hastily, it barely managed to open its large mouth, attempting to force Yaoyan back with a blast of frigid air.

But its speed was too slow. With a hook punch, Yao Yan forcefully closed its mouth, the violent force making its head buzz, causing dizziness. The cold air in its mouth was directly swallowed down, causing it excruciating pain.

"Boom!"

He took a half step forward, grabbed the Frost Wolf King's neck, and viciously threw it over his shoulder, the violent force directly shattering the earth, waves of energy rolling.

Yao Yan didn't hold back, relentlessly attacking the still-dizzy Frost Wolf King with another punch, aiming for its head. Under the cover of the flaming blade, each punch pounded down relentlessly, the force extremely violent, filled with visual impact. The ground continuously trembled, shrouded in smoke.

After seven or eight strikes, Yao Yan stopped, because he had smashed the head of the Frost Wolf King, revealing its brain matter and magic core.

"Boring."

Yao Yan removed the magic core, glanced at the second-level Frost Wolves cowering nearby, and muttered softly.

Then he bent down to take the largest fang of the Frost Wolf King before turning and leaving.

In the air above.

Yao Nong watched the scene calmly, silent.