6: Chapter 6: If you can't beat them, just run away? Typical of the brat from Hundred Broken Mountains.

"Since you want to risk your life, I'll let you see what I'm capable of!"

Shi Hao took a deep breath and slammed his feet into the ground, shattering the earth.

The nine heavenly passages behind him spun crazily, showing faint signs of merging into one.

At the same time, he pulled a seemingly ordinary stone from his bosom, but he didn't throw it; instead, he kept it in his palm as a contingency.

No, at this moment, he was more inclined to use that pure, limit-breaking power.

He moved his hands, manifesting the essence of the Green-Scaled Eagle.

A golden sea of thunder and a black ocean intertwined behind him.

"Yin and Yang, Reverse Chaos!"

Shi Hao shouted, pushing both hands forward.

The golden and black lights wove together into a massive Taiji grindstone, meeting that gray light of annihilation.

"Boom——!!!"

At the moment of impact, the world fell silent.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only silent annihilation.

The gray light of annihilation crashed into the Taiji grindstone, crazily decomposing the Yin and Yang energy.

The Taiji grindstone also spun frantically, attempting to grind away that power of annihilation.

The two stalemated in mid-air, and the resulting shockwaves razed everything within a kilometer to the ground.

The ground undulated like waves, and distant mountain peaks collapsed one after another.

"Break... for me!"

Wang Teng was bleeding from his seven orifices; he was overdrawing his life force to fuel this strike.

He didn't believe that this Bear Kid could block the origin power of a Nine-Nether Ao.

"Open... for me!"

Shi Hao was also flushed red, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The nine heavenly passages operated to their limit, emitting groaning, cracking sounds.

Just at this critical moment, the Taiji grindstone suddenly underwent a subtle change.

Under the extreme pressure of life and death, Shi Hao's understanding of runes advanced to the next level.

"Sever!"

Shi Hao shouted, and the God-Beating Stone in his hand suddenly flew out, but not towards Wang Teng.

Instead, it accurately struck the weak node on the side of the death light.

This seemingly reckless strike became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The balance was broken.

"Rumble——!!"

The massive energy cluster finally exploded.

A giant mushroom cloud rose in the Baiduan Mountains.

The violent shockwave sent both of them flying.

Wang Teng's massive body flew several kilometers like a tattered sack, slamming fiercely into a deep lake and splashing water everywhere.

Most of his scales were shattered, his forehead was bleeding incessantly, and he had clearly suffered a massive backlash.

Shi Hao didn't fare much better; he was slammed into a rock wall by the shockwave, stuck so firmly he couldn't get out.

His clothes were tattered, he was covered in dirt, and blood hung from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright.

"Cough, cough..."

After a long while, a string of bubbles rose to the surface of the lake.

Wang Teng struggled to crawl onto the shore, looking utterly disheveled.

Over by the rock wall, Shi Hao also pried himself out and stood up, swaying.

The two looked at each other from across the ruins.

This time, there was no contempt in Wang Teng's eyes, only deep wariness.

And in Shi Hao's eyes, besides wariness, there was more... a sly glint.

"Hey, Big Black Dog."

Shi Hao wiped the blood from his mouth, revealing a set of white teeth, and chuckled.

"You are really strong. However, this also proves one thing."

Wang Teng tensed his muscles vigilantly: "What?"

Before he could finish speaking, this Bear Kid turned and bolted, faster than a rabbit!

"The mountains and rivers remain, we shall meet again! Big Black Dog, remember to fatten yourself up, this young master will be back!"

"You...!!"

Watching that back figure happily fleeing while clutching his own tail, Wang Teng was so angry he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bear Kid! Shi Hao! I, Wang Teng, will not rest until you are destroyed!!"

The roar of grief and indignation echoed for a long time in the Baiduan Mountains, startling countless birds.

In the grass far away, the Nine-Headed Lion shrank its neck.

It glanced at Wang Teng's miserable appearance, then at the direction Shi Hao had left, and secretly made a decision in its heart:

"From now on, if I see these two perverts, I must take a detour! Absolutely!"

Wang Teng stood by the lake, watching Shi Hao's fading figure, his black scales trembling with anger.

"Can't beat them, so you run?"

Wang Teng squeezed these words out from between his teeth.

He had lived for so long, even in that materialistic world before he transmigrated.

He had never seen such a thick-skinned, black-hearted little brat!

"Is this the legendary Heavenly Emperor Huang?"

Wang Teng endured the severe pain, looking at the pale golden blood oozing from his broken tail, his mind in chaos.

"This style is all wrong!"

Just then, a faint sound of gravel rubbing against each other came from not far away.

Wang Teng turned his head abruptly, killing intent flaring in his bloody double-pupils.

It was the Nine-Headed Lion, which had been trembling behind a pile of rubble.

At this moment, its remaining seven heads were staring at Wang Teng in unison, their eyes filled with sympathy.

Terror, and a sense of revolutionary camaraderie that said, "So you were also victimized by that Bear Kid."

"What are you looking at!"

Wang Teng let out a violent roar, "Keep looking and I'll twist off your remaining heads to go with my wine!"

"Awooo——!"

The Nine-Headed Lion was so scared that its golden light trembled, and its remaining seven heads wailed simultaneously.

Like a giant golden meatball, it rolled and crawled away, disappearing into the depths of the jungle.

It now only had one thought in its mind: There is no way to stay in this Baiduan Mountain!

A Bear Kid who likes to eat lion heads, plus a Primordial Evil driven crazy by a Bear Kid—how is one supposed to live like this?

When the surroundings finally quieted down and Wang Teng's ferocity faded, a strong sense of weakness and hunger surged over him like a mountain and sea.

The battle just now looked like a draw, but in reality, he was at a disadvantage because his "level" was too low.

Although this Nine-Nether Ao body was powerful.

He had only just been reborn, and his use of precious technique runes was still clumsy.

And that Shi Hao had clearly been "stocking up" in the Baiduan Mountain for a long time; his combat experience was as seasoned as an old veteran.

"Gurgle——" his stomach growled again.

Wang Teng looked down at his reflection in the lake water.

That majestic Nine-Nether Ao was now bruised and swollen, with a piece of its tail missing, looking both ferocious and somewhat comical.

"No, I still need to hunt first."

Just as Wang Teng was looking around, a massive figure voluntarily presented itself.

"Hehehe... A descendant of the Ten Primordial Evils? To be injured like this by a human cub, you've truly disgraced your ancestors."

A cold and greedy voice pierced the deathly silence.

In the dense forest, a creature with an extremely strange appearance slowly crawled out.

It was a Feiyi.

It possessed a snake-like body over a dozen zhang long.

Its entire body was covered in red scales like scorched iron, emitting rolling heat waves.

Strangely, beneath this giant snake-like torso, it actually had four thick, sharp claws.

Every step it took left charred marks on the ground.

On its triangular snake head, a pair of vertical pupils stared fixedly at the blood on Wang Teng's forehead, and as its tongue flicked in and out, it carried the scent of sulfur.