124: One punch, one kill; even Golden Core cultivators are like dogs!

"Hmm?"

In the valley, The strong and sturdy cultivator, who was chatting and laughing with his companion, suddenly frowned.

As if sensing something, he abruptly turned his head and cast his sharp gaze toward the entrance of the valley.

"What's wrong, Third Brother?" the fat Cultivator beside him asked in confusion.

"Someone is coming." The strong and sturdy cultivator's voice turned solemn.

His Divine Sense had already locked onto the figure walking step by step toward the valley.

It was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with delicate features and clad in a green robe.

The aura of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation emanated from him.

"Foundation Establishment Great Perfection?" The fat Cultivator also sensed the newcomer and showed a look of disdain.

"Just a kid in the Foundation Establishment Stage, probably a Loose Cultivator passing by. Third Brother, you're making too much of a fuss."

However, The strong and sturdy cultivator's frown deepened.

He just felt that something was amiss.

The timing of this young man's appearance was too coincidental.

Moreover, the unnervingly calm expression on his face inexplicably stirred a hint of unease in his heart.

Just at this moment.

The young man had already reached the valley entrance.

He stopped, raised his head, and his gaze pierced through dozens of feet, landing precisely on the two men.

Then, he smiled.

"You two have been guarding this place for over two years. That must have been tough."

The young man's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two men.

What?!

Hearing this, the expressions of the two Li Family Cultivators instantly changed drastically!

He... he knows we're here!

He knows we've been guarding this for two years!

He... he is Shen Yuanmo!

"Y-You... you are Shen Yuanmo!" the fat Cultivator cried out in surprise, jumping up from the boulder, his eyes filled with disbelief!

They had been waiting here for over two years, waiting for the rabbit to hit the stump!

They had imagined countless scenarios for meeting Shen Yuanmo.

But they never expected him to appear before them so openly and proactively, as if he were just dropping by for a visit!

"That's right, it's me." Shen Yuanmo nodded, his smile remaining perfectly calm.

"Y-You... you actually dare to return?!" The strong and sturdy cultivator also stood up, forcefully suppressing the shock and anxiety in his heart, and roared sternly.

"Kid, you crippled our Li Family Prodigy, a crime punishable by ten thousand deaths! Since you've delivered yourself to our net today, don't even think about leaving alive!"

As he spoke, he secretly crushed a Communication Jade Slip in his hand.

He wanted to immediately inform their companions in the other two directions about Shen Yuanmo's appearance!

"Is that so?" Shen Yuanmo watched his little action, his smile becoming slightly playful.

"There's no need for such trouble."

"After I deal with you two, it won't be too late to look for them."

"Arrogant!" The fat Cultivator was completely enraged by Shen Yuanmo's contemptuous attitude!

"A mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator dares to speak so brazenly in front of us Golden Core True Persons!"

"Die for me!"

He roared, slamming his Storage Pouch!

A third-tier Flying Sword, entirely crimson and blazing with fierce flames, instantly shot into the sky, transforming into a Fire Dragon dozens of feet long. It carried terrifying, all-consuming heat and lunged directly at Shen Yuanmo!

"Fifth Brother, be careful! Don't damage his Storage Pouch!" The strong and sturdy cultivator quickly warned him.

"Don't worry, Third Brother! I know what I'm doing!" The fat Cultivator sneered, as if he could already see the tragic sight of Shen Yuanmo being burned into charcoal by his Fire Dragon the next moment.

However.

Facing this fatal blow, which was capable of instantly killing any Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Shen Yuanmo's face maintained its usual, undisturbed calm.

He didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply took a single step forward.

Then, he raised his hand and casually punched out toward the ferocious Fire Dragon rushing at him.

There was no fluctuation of Spiritual Power, nor any flash of Spiritual Light.

It was just an ordinary, unremarkable punch.

"Seeking death!"

Seeing this scene, the fat Cultivator displayed a cruel smile.

Using his Physical Body to directly confront his third-tier Magic Treasure?

Had this kid been scared witless?

However, the next moment.

The smile on his face instantly froze!

Everyone present witnessed a terrifying scene that they would never forget, one they couldn't even comprehend before death!

"BANG—!!!!!"

A muffled, extreme boom, like a Heavenly God beating a battle drum, exploded thunderously throughout the valley!

Shen Yuanmo's fair and slender-looking fist violently collided with the ferocious Fire Dragon!

There was no flying flesh and blood as imagined.

Instead, the Fire Dragon, formed by the third-tier Flying Sword, let out a piercing wail the moment it touched the fist!

Its massive body, constructed of fierce flames, was actually shattered inch by inch and exploded by that single punch!

Flames filled the sky, rolling back wildly in all directions!

Furthermore, the body of the Flying Sword itself emitted a crisp "crack" sound as if overwhelmed!

The light on it instantly dimmed, and it was actually punched so hard that a spiderweb-like fissure appeared on its surface!

"Pfft!"

With his Lifebound Treasure damaged, the fat Cultivator in the distance looked as if he had been struck by lightning; he violently spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face covered in incomparable shock and disbelief!

"H-How... how is this possible?!"

He shrieked, his eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets!

One punch!

Just one punch!

And it nearly crippled his Lifebound Treasure?!

What the hell kind of monster is this?!

Is he even human?!

However, Shen Yuanmo's attack did not end there.

The instant he shattered the Fire Dragon, his figure showed no pause, crossing dozens of feet in an instant like a ghost, appearing right in front of the fat Cultivator.

That fist, glowing with a faint dark-golden luster, maintained its momentum, carrying a terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air, and continued forward, heading straight for the fat Cultivator's face, which was distorted by extreme fear!

"No—!"

The fat Cultivator only had time to let out a short, desperate roar.

The next moment.

"BANG!"

There was another muffled boom.

His head burst open thunderously, like a watermelon struck by a hammer!

Red and white splattered everywhere!

Under tremendous inertia, his obese, headless body flew backward, slammed heavily into the stone wall of the valley with a dull thud, and then slowly slid down.

A Middle Golden Core Stage Immortal Master was just like that—punched and blown apart!

The entire valley fell into a deathly silence at this moment.

The sole remaining strong and sturdy Cultivator stared blankly at the headless corpse on the ground, then looked at the young figure who was slowly retracting his fist, without a speck of dust on him.

His mind was completely blank.

A bone-chilling coldness shot straight from the soles of his feet up to his crown!

The hair on his entire body stood on end!

He felt as if his heart was being tightly squeezed by an invisible large hand, making even breathing incredibly difficult!

Dead?

Fifth Brother, a Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivator, just... died?

Killed with a single punch by a kid who only appeared to be at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection?!

He wasn't dreaming, was he?

"Now, it's your turn."

Just as his mind collapsed, a voice so calm it was chilling whispered softly beside his ear.

He spun his head around suddenly.

Unbeknownst to him, the young man, who was like a Demonic God, had already appeared right in front of him.