Aoo!
The Fire Hunting Poison Lizard, dazed by Wu Tao's relentless assault, found itself completely enraged. Without a second thought, it opened its foul-smelling, monstrous maw and spewed a cloud of green poison gas at Wu Tao.
Everything in the vicinity was instantly corroded, the green gas emitting a nauseating stench.
Wu Tao scoffed, retrieving the mid-grade magic artifact "Frenzied Wind Azure Fan" from his storage bag. Instantly, a gale erupted, a hurricane tornado violently unleashed, scattering the green poison gas to pieces.
Clang!
In the next moment, the muscles in Wu Tao's legs contracted with incredible speed, generating immense explosive power. With this burst of strength and speed, he leaped into the air, landing on the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard's head.
Like Mount Tai descending, weighing over a thousand pounds, Wu Tao used his immense power to directly press the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard's head into the ground.
For a time, no matter how much the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard struggled, it couldn't break free, letting out continuous, painful roars.
Strike while the iron is hot.
While the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard was immobilized, Wu Tao's immensely powerful fists rained down relentlessly upon its body.
His fists radiated an aura of invincible ferocity and unparalleled combat, their might capable of tearing apart oxen and elephants.
Puff! Hiss! Hiss!
Scales were ripped apart and flew outwards. In an instant, Wu Tao's fists had carved dozens of fist-imprint wounds, deep as bone, into the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard's massive body.
At this moment, the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard appeared exceptionally pathetic. It was on the verge of being completely impaled by Wu Tao's fists. Its flesh, organs, and spine were clearly visible.
Aoo!
The Fire Hunting Poison Lizard let out a fierce cry, green streams of energy appearing from its various wounds. It desperately tried to close and mend those potentially fatal injuries, to recover.
"You were almost finished, how could I possibly give you another chance..."
Reaching into his storage bag, Wu Tao took out over a dozen explosive talismans. He sneered, a fierce glint in his eyes, and hurled all these explosive talismans onto the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard.
Then, Wu Tao immediately leaped backward.
With a crackling sound, fierce flames erupted, engulfing the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard entirely.
Although the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard was a fire-attribute demonic beast with some resistance to fire-attribute attacks, these explosive talismans detonated within its body, causing unprecedented destruction.
The explosions grew fiercer, the temperature rising higher, burning the Fire Hunting Poison Lizard's internal organs black and softening its bones until it finally turned into a pile of dusty, jet-black ashes.
...
After several more days of travel through the Crimson Sand Desert Sea, Wu Tao's storage bag gained over twenty corpses of Crimson Sand Silver-topped Snakes, along with various common fire-attribute spirit herbs, spiritual medicines, ores, and other miscellaneous items.
Feeling quite satisfied with the harvest from this trip, Wu Tao began to prepare for his return journey. However, on the way back, he encountered a significant problem.
He was ambushed by "Li Lang," a notorious lone bandit among the Qi Refining stage cultivators in the Crimson Sand Desert Sea.
It was unknown how or from whom among his rivals in the outer sect of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the message was leaked, causing Li Lang to target Wu Tao.
As soon as Wu Tao and Li Lang confronted each other, they immediately became locked in a fierce rivalry, neither willing to back down, and a great battle was imminent.
...
Li Lang stared at Wu Tao, his eyes narrowed into slits, a malicious glint flashing in their corners. He said coldly, "Do you know? Originally, I planned to leave you with a complete corpse, but now I've changed my mind. I will first torture you, and only then will I kill you in utter despair."
Wu Tao snorted upon hearing this and immediately retorted, "You think you're worthy?"
Li Lang stood in place, laughing wildly, his mouth stretched into a wide grin. However, anyone seeing his smile would know he wasn't truly laughing, but rather baring his fangs like a wolf waiting to prey on its victim.
Li Lang was a wolf at heart, living by slaughter, reveling in bloodlust, constantly hunting, a wolf that continuously grew stronger.
Li Lang cruelly twisted his neck and said fiercely, "Just for those words, I will break all your limbs and make you crawl before me like a dog, begging for mercy."
"Nonsense, you idiot."
As Wu Tao's words fell, Li Lang's hand had already gripped the renowned top-grade magic artifact "Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword." He held it tightly, veins bulging on his gripping hand, spiritual energy surging forth.
Li Lang's icy gaze was fixed on Wu Tao, like a famished wolf greedily appraising its prey.
"Yaa!" Li Lang roared, his figure becoming like a madman. The malevolent aura emanating from the sword tip intensified. He had killed too many with his sword; the killing intent within it was too potent.
The sword sliced through the air. Before it even reached its target, sharp, piercing sounds echoed, as if the vengeful spirits of those who died by the top-grade magic artifact "Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword" were unwillingly screaming, desperately attempting to reclaim lives.
"A fine top-grade demonic path artifact," Wu Tao said in a deep voice, his pupils constricting slightly at the sight.
The Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword was a top-grade magic artifact forged with Soul Devouring Stone and Netherworld Demonic Fire, inherently a ferocious and brutal blade. Furthermore, with each soul it consumed, its power grew stronger.
With a single strike, a thick, nauseating smell of blood spread.
"Die for me!" The malevolent aura fueled the killing intent, and where the Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword pointed, sword light erupted, its cold gleam piercing bone, surrounded by deadly intent.
...
Whoosh!
Wu Tao, showing no weakness, moved with even greater speed. His entire being became like an arrow loosed from a bow, streaking towards Li Lang.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between them closed to three steps.
Wu Tao, with an almost unbelievable, gazelle-like agility, used his arms to block the swift incoming attack.
Ding!
Li Lang's first sword attack was in vain, blocked by his arms, which were equipped with "Armor-Piercing Dragon Cones." Unconcerned, he was about to launch his second sword strike, intending to relentlessly suppress Wu Tao with his speed advantage.
However, to his surprise, Wu Tao did not stop and instead launched his own attack a step ahead.
The Armor-Piercing Dragon Cones were a rather special top-grade magic artifact. Combined with Wu Tao's dual cultivation of body and spirit, they unleashed an incredibly terrifying fist shadow, aimed directly at Li Lang's chest.
Seeing this, Li Lang retreated a step, slashing his Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword horizontally, attempting to regain the initiative in the offense and defense.
Wu Tao naturally would not allow him to succeed. With sharp eyes, his fist technique shifted again. Surging spiritual energy exploded within the immediate vicinity, spreading layer upon layer, engulfing Li Lang.
"What?" The oncoming spiritual energy felt to Li Lang like a mountain pressing down, impacting his very soul.
At this moment, Li Lang dismissed his underestimation. He took out another special high-grade magic artifact, the "Soul Falling Bell." The soul-stirring chime of the bell continuously sounded, freezing Wu Tao in place for three seconds.
Immediately after, he drifted backward, landing lightly on the ground. He then grabbed over a dozen low-grade five-element talismans from his storage bag and threw them out, transforming into over a dozen spells that attacked Wu Tao.
Enduring the dozen spells, Wu Tao suffered severe internal injuries, a slight trace of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Li Lang solemnly looked at Wu Tao, who had regained his senses and was now looking alert, and said, "Kid, I admit you are worthy of my full effort. However, it is still impossible for you to defeat me."
...
Li Lang took a step forward, sharp killing intent erupting from his body, surging towards Wu Tao like a tidal wave.
Concurrently, the Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword became even more terrifying. Rolling sword light swept upwards, directly attacking Wu Tao's vital points.
This time, Li Lang held nothing back. He knew the opponent before him was extremely troublesome, and a single mistake could cost him his life.
As the sword light swept upwards, Wu Tao remained undaunted. Golden-yellow light shot from his arms, and with three consecutive punches, he broke through the impact of the sword light, then launched a flying punch that struck Li Lang's protective spiritual energy shield.
Crackling!
Li Lang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering back dozens of steps.
Following this, Wu Tao and Li Lang once again faced each other.
...
Li Lang took out his final high-grade magic artifact from his storage bag: the "Azure Luo Umbrella."
He opened the umbrella.
Spiritual light descended!
Wu Tao's iron fist struck the spiritual light, momentarily halted.
Meanwhile, Li Lang seized the opportunity to swing his Wolf Fang Bloodlight Sword, while the Soul Falling Bell above his head continued to harass Wu Tao. The Azure Luo Umbrella primarily served for defense.
One offense, one defense, one control; Li Lang wielded these three magic artifacts flawlessly.
At this moment, Li Lang had completely gained the upper hand.
However, as an outer disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, Wu Tao knew several secret techniques that temporarily enhanced combat power, albeit at the cost of great qi and blood depletion.
After burning his qi and blood, Wu Tao clenched his fists and roared with imposing might, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Wu Tao's fists carried the power of mountains. After repelling Li Lang, he stomped his foot, his fists manifesting dragon and tiger apparitions. The terrifying power gathered in his fists, and with just a few consecutive blows, he shattered the Azure Luo Umbrella.
After a while longer, the two figures clashed again, fist shadows and sword light crisscrossing, opposing each other. Apart from the initial collision, the subsequent fighting made it impossible to distinguish who was stronger or weaker, who held the advantage, or who was at a disadvantage.
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