161: Head-on confrontation with the Wutong master!

In the face of such immense wealth, Bai Jun completely abandoned his reserve as a cultivator.

His two sleeves swelled with the wind, greedily swallowing the medicinal ingredients in the warehouse.

"Quick, quick, quick! There are six more!"

In less than a minute, an entire warehouse of medicinal ingredients was collected into Bai Jun's Sleeve Universe.

Such a large intake was no small burden for Bai Jun, so he quickly popped a blood and qi replenishing pills into his mouth.

The second warehouse was also directly pulled out by Chen Heng, who then opened the door and emptied its contents.

The two of them no longer cared about sorting the medicinal ingredients; they frantically poured them into their sleeves!

Never mind the details, they just needed to get this fat into their bellies first!

Soon, the second warehouse was also cleared by the two.

Then came the third, fourth, and fifth warehouses.

When the fifth warehouse was emptied, Bai Jun was completely stuffed with medicinal ingredients.

If his Sleeve Universe was full, he'd switch to his pant legs; if his pant legs were full, he'd switch to his socks.

After all, once the Sleeve Universe was mastered, any clothing on his body could be used to perform it.

"Come! The sixth one!" Just as Chen Heng was about to pull out the sixth warehouse, he noticed that Bai Jun's expression was very off.

"Big Brother Chen, let's go!" Bai Jun's waist pouch burst open, and hundreds of death-substitution talismans fluttered in mid-air.

Immediately after, those death-substitution talismans exploded one after another.

The speed was astonishing.

"How..." Just as Chen Heng was about to ask what was happening, he felt an incredibly terrifying pressure envelop the entire a location within the Cult.

"Damn it..."

Looking up, a blood-red monster, at least fifty to sixty meters tall, rose from the center of the a location within the Cult.

"What a huge guy."

Indeed, a giant blood-red guy was glaring at Chen Heng with menacing eyes.

"Big Brother Chen, hurry and go!" Bai Jun had already stepped onto his Flying Sword, extending his hand towards Chen Heng.

"You go first." Chen Heng twisted his neck, a somewhat excited smile appearing on his face.

"This should be that Great God Wutong, right?"

"Why does it look like a mountain demon?"

"Big Brother Chen?" Bai Jun was a bit confused; the mere pressure from this monster had almost cost him several lives.

To fight it?

That would be completely seeking death!

"I said, you go first." Chen Heng turned to look at Bai Jun, his gaze firm.

"Leave this place to me. I want to see what this so-called god is truly made of."

Chen Heng was fearless now, his heart filled only with the excitement of facing a strong enemy.

For a traditional Huaxia person, he had no reverence for gods whatsoever.

In Chen Heng's eyes, gods could never be above humans; a god was merely a title bestowed upon it by humans!

Seeing Bai Jun still hesitating, Chen Heng grabbed Bai Jun by the collar.

With a forceful swing, Bai Jun directly transformed into a shooting star and vanished into the darkness.

"Come on, let me see what this so-called god truly is!"

Chen Heng held nothing back this time, using all the abilities he could.

Asura Undying Body!

Hanba Body!

Indestructible Golden Body!

With thirty times Dragon Tiger Strength applied, Chen Heng finally found an opponent worthy of his full effort.

With a dull thud, Chen Heng fearlessly leaped up, six weapons pointing directly at the Great God Wutong's face.

"My God, please slay the enemy!"

The Great Protector, whose height was now less than a meter, stood on top of the Great God Wutong's head, his hands and feet fused with the Great God Wutong.

With a loud shout, the Great God Wutong's mountain-sized fist smashed down towards Chen Heng.

Chen Heng did not dodge; he wanted to have a head-on clash with the so-called 'god'!

"Come..."

Just as Chen Heng was about to shout, the Great God Wutong's fist had already smashed into his face.

Four of the six weapons were directly shattered; those four un-Optimized weapons simply couldn't withstand such a terrifying impact.

Crack!

Chen Heng was directly slammed into the ground by this punch, disappearing from the Great Protector's sight.

"Hahahahaha! You are merely a tiny ant trying to shake a great tree!"

"Damn it, that's a lot of strength." The next moment, Chen Heng's voice came from the deep pit.

He saw that two layers of the golden patterns on his body were shattered, and the remaining three layers were constantly flickering.

Clearly, that single punch from the Great God Wutong had taken two of his lives.

Since the moment he obtained the Indestructible Golden Body, it was the first time Chen Heng had encountered someone who could break his golden patterns.

"Not dead?" The Great Protector's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

That punch from the Great God Wutong just now would have leveled even a small mountain, yet this Chen Heng was still unharmed?

Could it be that he was even stronger than the Great God Wutong?

This terrifying thought immediately took root in the Great Protector's heart, and he no longer dared to underestimate this dusty-faced fellow.

"It seems I have a chance to try out the resurrection doubling."

Chen Heng wasn't worried at all; he was full of Qi and blood now, capable of resurrecting at least ten times!

If it worked as he imagined, doubling ten times wasn't a tenfold increase in power.

It would be a thousand and twenty-four times!

"Die for me!" The Great Protector's astonishment turned into terror, and he roared like a madman.

The Great God Wutong also let out a roar, almost knocking Chen Heng flying.

"You're just loud, aren't you?"

Chen Heng twisted his somewhat deformed arm, erupting with all his strength as he charged towards the Great God Wutong.

With a crack, Chen Heng crushed a Boiling Blood bead that had just condensed today.

His Realm was directly forced from Innate to Xiantian Grandmaster!

Facing the mountain-sized fist once again, Chen Heng still didn't dodge; his six arms swelled and thickened, clearly intending to take this punch head-on again.

With a huge bang, Chen Heng firmly caught the punch.

The surrounding ground rippled like water into which a stone had been thrown, then exploded!

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Chen Heng's veins bulged all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and blood spurted from his nostrils.

"How is this possible!?" The Great Protector's face was contorted with ferocity; he refused to believe that the Great God Wutong's fist could be caught by a mere Hanba.

Yes, the Great Protector still thought Chen Heng was just a great evil Hanba.

"Open up for me!"

Chen Heng roared, his six arms piercing into the Great God Wutong's fingers, pulling them apart.

"No no no no!"

The Great Protector's eyes were about to split; he saw what Chen Heng intended to do.

This madman wanted to tear off the Great God Wutong's hand directly!

With a ripping sound, the bloodshot-eyed Chen Heng tore the Great God Wutong's palm into two halves.

The two mountain-sized chunks of flesh were thrown to the ground by Chen Heng, who then raised his weapons again.

"Is that all?"

"Put more effort into it, or it won't be enough for me to fight!"

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Meanwhile, the Qianfa Tower people were secretly observing this great battle from afar.

"No way..." One of them was drenched in cold sweat, barely able to control the long-distance viewing array in his hand.

"Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"

"Was that person just now wrestling with a 'god'?"

"And he even tore off the Wutong God's hand?!"