"Giddy-up!"

Chu Lingguang rode the Little Red Horse, charging out of the great mountains. His Archery had reached the level of Great Success, allowing him to strike Bamo’s vitals at a critical moment when Bamo was overwhelmed. However, if Bamo died too quickly and the Scorpion Python turned to attack him, Chu Lingguang wouldn’t survive either.

He needed to ensure Bamo died within the mountains, but also that he himself had enough time to escape the Scorpion Python. He knew that Bamo, poisoned and with an arrow in his thigh, was no longer a match for the Scorpion Python. Only one fate awaited Bamo: death!

"Chu Lingguang, may you die a horrible death!"

Bamo roared, using all the Qi Power in his body.

The surging of his Qi Blood caused the poison from the Poisonous Hook to spread rapidly through his body. He sensed he was beyond saving and did everything he could to vent his bitter indignation.

"Bamo?"

’That sounds like his voice.’

Deep within the forest, a youth no older than nineteen had just beaten a Long Yuanhu—a beast comparable to a Qi Sea Great Success expert—to death with his bare hands.

The Long Yuanhu was a relatively common type of Tiger Demon in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Its roar could shake the land for ten li. Just moments ago, it was this very Long Yuanhu’s roar that had frightened Little Red Horse and the mounts of Bamo’s group, making them refuse to go any further.

They had thought it was warning them off, never imagining it was actually fighting the youth before them. That roar must have been an attempt to force the youth back, yet who could have guessed it would end up being beaten to death by him instead?

PSH!

The youth’s hand became like a blade as he plunged it into the Long Yuanhu’s body, ripping out a dark red heart that was still faintly twitching.

This heart was the essence of the Long Yuanhu, containing immense energy. Consuming it could significantly increase one’s Qi Blood.

The youth had hunted the Long Yuanhu all this way precisely for this heart.

Now that the heart was his, the youth placed it in a beast-hide pouch, slung it over his back, and then rushed in the direction of Bamo’s voice.

He moved through the forest as if flying, his speed as swift as a fierce tiger, like a bolt of lightning. It was as if every step he took launched him forward with explosive power from the soles of his feet.

He wasn’t using any Body Technique Martial Arts; or rather, he had never cultivated any Body Technique Martial Arts at all.

The speed he possessed was entirely thanks to his Qi Blood and physical strength. He seemed able to hear the response of every part of his body, unleashing all of their power in unison.

He pushed his physical speed to its absolute limit.

「A short while later.」

BANG!

The youth burst out from the woods.

A whirlwind formed in his wake, sweeping up the leaves on the ground. From a distance, it looked as if the youth was dragging a dragon behind him, the swirling vortex of wind tearing a gash through the dense jungle canopy.

"Bamo!"

The youth saw Bamo’s life hanging by a thread. His greatsword had already been knocked away by the Scorpion Python, and its sharp Poisonous Hook was about to pierce through Bamo’s chest.

WHOOSH!

The youth charged over at an astonishing speed.

The Scorpion Python sensed the threat. The Poisonous Hook that had been aimed at Bamo whipped swiftly toward the youth instead.

The youth tilted his head, easily dodging the python’s tail. He even reached out and grabbed it, his five fingers like steel claws, piercing through the Scorpion Python’s Scale Armor and sinking into the flesh of its tail.

The Scorpion Python thrashed its tail with all its might, trying to fling the youth away. But to its surprise, the youth’s Qi Power was astounding. His feet were rooted to the ground, and despite using all its strength, it couldn’t shake him off.

The youth even began to charge toward its upper body, dragging its tail behind him.

The Scorpion Python was over thirty meters long and had devoured many powerful humans. It had even encountered experts at Qi Sea Great Success, like Bamo, before.

But it had never seen a human as ferocious as this youth.

Not only could he pierce its physical defenses with his bare hands, but he could also dig deep into its flesh, his fingers gripping its very bones so tightly that it couldn’t break free.

And now, he was charging straight at it.

The Scorpion Python started to panic. It rapidly released a special frequency of vibrations, as if begging for mercy.

Seeing no sign of the youth stopping, it finally opened its cavernous mouth and lunged, trying to bite him, while its body coiled to entangle him.

CRACK!

Blood splattered.

The youth dodged the Scorpion Python’s massive jaws, vaulted behind it, and drove a fist into the back of its head. The Scorpion Python’s enormous body collapsed with a thud.

THWACK! THWACK!

The youth delivered a rapid series of punches.

His body was covered in a Qi Wave Armor, and a Divine Image Small Vortex swirled around his fists. His Qi Sea roared within him, and as his punches fell, the faint image of a black palm flickered in the center of his Dantian Qi Sea.

The youth’s bloodline was astonishing; it seemed he had already obtained Divine Abilities from it. Every punch was powerful enough to shatter the Scorpion Python’s skull.

After a few more punches, the once-imperious Scorpion Python instantly went still.

"Bamo?"

After dealing with the Scorpion Python, the youth walked over to Bamo, whose skin had turned a dark purple. His body was covered in wounds, and he was clearly beyond saving, with only a final breath left.

"Tell me who did this."

The youth knew Bamo’s strength; a single Scorpion Python shouldn’t have been able to injure him this badly. He quickly spotted the arrow wounds on Bamo’s back and thigh.

"It was Chu Lingguang... He’s... Go after him, quickly!"

Bamo pointed in the direction Chu Lingguang had fled. The moment the words left his lips, his breath ceased. He died with his eyes wide open.

’Chu Lingguang? That name... He’s the one who killed Samba. What’s he doing here in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?’

The youth reached out and gently closed Bamo’s eyelids. He then looked up at the eagle circling above the forest and whistled to it.

The eagle immediately flew off in the direction Chu Lingguang had gone.

"To dare kill one of my Turkic people... even if you are the Martial Champion Scholar of the Great Yuan, no one can save you today."

The youth then saw the bodies of Bamo’s men. Some had been poisoned to death by the Scorpion Python’s Poisonous Hook, while others had been torn to shreds by the beast.