Through the ripped clothes, a large, blood-colored lotus eye was vaguely visible, rapidly materializing on his back...

"Such magnificent Knife Skill," Lu Yuan said faintly, standing tall and looking down indifferently at the man before him.

A second later, to the man's astonishment and horror, Lu Yuan swiftly gripped the edge of the Blade and twisted it gently, snapping the top half of the weapon with a "CRACK."

Then, just as swiftly, he threw a punch.

With an explosive sound, his right fist abruptly imprinted on the man's face.

"CRACK!"

The prominent part of the man's cheek was directly caved in by Lu Yuan's punch, and the white Vigor flickering on his body melted like snow under the golden Martial God Strength.

With a "THUD," the man was blown away like a cannonball, striking a concrete wall more than twenty meters behind him and leaving behind a huge human-shaped hole.

"Ugh..."

The abrupt defeat and instant collapse of the Blade-wielding man sent a deep chill through the hearts of the Blood Fighters attempting to ambush Lu Yuan.

The Blade-wielding man's Vigor permeated his entire body, his Knife Skill was exquisite, and his Martial Arts strength was evident to all.

But in the presence of this man, whom they viewed as a "delicious prize," he hadn't even lasted a single exchange before being instantly killed.

The bone-chilling coldness of the torrential rain extinguished some of their scorching hearts.

The fiery passion, induced by the lure of profit, gradually cooled.

An emotion called fear began to germinate... and it spread rapidly through the crowd.

"WHOOSH..."

In his Second Stage Transformation State, Lu Yuan's flesh and muscles coiled and tightened in a peculiar way, his defensive power invisibly increasing another notch.

With the enhancement of the Comprehensive Amitabha Gold Coat and Martial God Strength, he seemed truly impervious to harm.

Despite being deliberately besieged by nearly a thousand attackers, and even though Lu Yuan's perception was extremely acute and his reaction speed was pushed to the limit, it was unrealistic to expect him to avoid every single attack.

This was where the advantage of formidable physical defensive power became apparent.

He could almost completely ignore the attacks of others!

It was as if he had an invincibility cheat activated.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLATTER!"

Ordinary cold weapons striking Lu Yuan were immediately deflected or even shattered.

Even those empowered by Vigor could, at most, barely scratch the outermost layer of his golden Martial God Strength.

Lu Yuan moved through the crowd with impunity. His two-point-one-meter-tall, imposing figure was like an adult charging into a group of children.

The Fist Strength he could unleash in his Second Stage Transformation State exceeded fifty tons.

"BOOM!"

He threw a casual punch. The terrifying Fist Strength compressed the air, and enhanced by Vigor, it carved a visible vacuum track through the heavy rain.

Like a dreadful, invisible shockwave, it erupted outwards.

The Blood Fighters in the path of this shockwave suffered broken bones and vomited blood, flying back without uttering a sound!

He lifted his leg and swept it horizontally. His thigh, as thick as a door pillar, swung like a battle-axe.

The falling lines of rain were instantly bisected, and the Blood Fighters struck by his leg or the force of its passage collapsed like rows of reeds mown down by a scythe.

Lu Yuan strolled leisurely through the crowd.

He wasn't even using any Sure-kill techniques, just simple moves. Yet, for these Blood Fighters—most of whom were still only at the stage of Cultivating Bone or PracticeOrgans, with only an occasional one or two demonstrating Vigor—it was a horrifying disaster.

The original scenario of nearly a thousand people besieging one man had unknowingly transformed; the tables had turned.

It had become like a ferocious beast suddenly charging into a flock of sheep, a scene of rampant slaughter.

...

Lu Yuan took a deep breath. Golden light enveloped his right arm, and its full muscles seemed to swell slightly.

"BOOM!"

He smashed a heavy fist into the ground beneath his feet.

Instantly, the concrete ground shattered.

A terrifying, immense force then propagated outward along the ground in all directions...

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

With Lu Yuan at the epicentre, the cement road exploded outwards in concentric circles. Layers of earth and stone were churned up, as if someone had lifted the entire road surface and shaken it violently.

Sixty tons of Fist Strength erupted!

Variable Multi-stages of Force activated!

The Blood Fighters caught in this force were blasted from their positions, spitting blood as they fell.

This terrifying might, like that of an ancient giant elephant trampling the earth, finally shattered the last vestiges of psychological defense in the remaining Blood Fighters.

Their faces turned sheet-white, and they stared at Lu Yuan as if looking at a monster.

Then, they began to retreat, turn, and flee.

Faster than they had arrived, the Blood Fighters scattered in all directions, each scrambling to escape.

In the blink of an eye, the area around Lu Yuan became sparse and empty.

"A rabble," Lu Yuan muttered, glancing at the wounded littering the ground. He chose a direction and shot off in pursuit like a swift arrow.

「In an alley nearby...」

"HUFF—HUFF—"

Several figures dashed through an alley, their silence broken only by their ragged breathing.

Everyone clenched their lips tightly, an indescribable terror swirling in their eyes.

Just as the group was about to escape the alleyway, "BANG!"

A large hole suddenly blew open in the adjacent cement wall.

A massive hand, glowing faintly golden, shot through the wall, seized the head of the foremost runner, and lifted him bodily into the air.

"?!"

The figures following behind stopped dead in their tracks. They watched in horror as a towering silhouette smashed through the wall with a deafening CRASH and stepped out.

Two point one meters tall, his physique was well-proportioned yet immensely powerful.

He stood before them like a solid wall, completely blocking their path.

The torrential rain continued to pour down.

Yet, as it neared this figure, the rainwater automatically atomized, exploding into a fine mist.

The man who had appeared so suddenly held a person's head casually in one hand, quietly observing the fleeing individuals before him.

Beneath the Three-eyed Goat mask, his eyes were as dark and profound as abyssal whirlpools.

An invisible, oppressive pressure emanated from him, quickly suffusing the entire alley.

"WHOOSH—"

A cold glint flashed briefly in the alley before rapidly vanishing.

"CLINK—"

Several dart-like hidden weapons clattered to the ground, their sound crisp yet feeble.

Lu Yuan glanced down at his unmarked chest, then raised his head, his expression impassive, and continued to observe the men before him.

"You... you're not human?!" one of the escapees, his face deathly pale and his spirit utterly broken, stammered. He tried to turn and flee but was knocked aside by a dark blur that flew horizontally past.

Lu Yuan, having casually tossed the man aside like a bowling pin, quickly ended the fight.

Looking at the few remaining men, a hint of something like lament flickered across his face.

He sighed softly, "Of course, I'm not human. I have Wall Piercing, Perception, Invincibility, and I'm Unkillable... How could you possibly fight me?"

As he finished speaking, his Spiritual Power once again detected a figure fleeing in an adjacent alley, and his eyes flickered.

"BANG!"

He directly smashed through the wall beside him, "Wall Piercing" to pursue the figure.

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