The moment the Three Beast Savage Technique was broken, the Mulan Three Elders had lost all threat. After a brief thought, Liu Xi made his decision—these men were already his enemies, and letting them live would only invite trouble later.
With a sharp step upon the void, his body shot forward like a streak of light. Residual afterimages trailed behind him as he lunged at the Bear Elder, his fist roaring with gathered force.
Having recovered to his peak Dou Huang strength, the Bear Elder roared as Liu Xi charged in. The fleeting hesitation and fear in his heart vanished, replaced by a wave of violent killing intent.
A savage, ferocious aura burst from his body. Even though the Three Beast Savage Technique had lost its fused Dou Zong-level might, it was still a Mid Di Class technique—his physical strength far surpassed that of an ordinary peak Dou Huang.
"Don't underestimate me, boy! Bear Dominates the World!"
The Bear Elder's muscles swelled to grotesque proportions, his blue robe stretched to its limits as a blood-red haze of violent energy surged around him, radiating a wild, domineering pressure.
The Three Beast Savage Technique indeed carried the strength of a Body Refining Technique—yet compared to Liu Xi's power that could contend with Dou Zong-levels, the gap was immense.
Though Liu Xi's frame appeared slender next to the enlarged elder, the strength within that lean form was terrifying.
Their fists collided. The surge of internal force shook the void. The Bear Elder's sturdy figure was sent staggering backward, his arms trembling uncontrollably. Liu Xi didn't hesitate—he pressed the attack relentlessly.
The two figures blurred into streaks of motion, the only evidence of their clash being the rapid, thunderous booms that echoed like exploding firecrackers.
At this moment, Liu Xi's entire body was a weapon—fists, elbows, shoulders, knees—each strike bursting with brutal Dou Qi, flooding the Bear Elder's body like a tidal wave, tearing apart muscles, bones, and organs from within.
The void shuddered, the air twisted violently. Ripples of distorted space lingered in the sky before slowly fading away.
Dozens of meters away, the Lion Elder hovered midair, his face filled with hesitation. His right arm hung uselessly at his side, and for the first time, fear began to spread in his heart.
Before he could decide whether to flee, the shockwaves in front began to fade. When the two figures reappeared, the world seemed to still.
The Bear Elder's ferocious face was frozen in fury, his eyes bulging as blood seeped from his seven orifices—lifeless. His heart had been shattered by Liu Xi's overwhelming strength.
A peak Dou Huang, slain by sheer physical force!
Liu Xi withdrew his fist from the elder's chest, the invisible flames of the Fallen Heart Flame circulating through his meridians to replenish the thinning flame cloak around him.
With a light flick, he plucked the storage ring from the Bear Elder's hand and pushed the corpse away. It fell from the sky, lifeless and charred.
"Third Brother!" the Lion Elder roared, his voice cracking with fury and grief.
"Third Elder!" Several Mulan Valley Dou Wangs surged forward to catch the falling body. From this day onward, Mulan Valley would have no Dou Zong to command.
"Liu Xi! You killed my brother—this hatred will never—" The Lion Elder's words froze under Liu Xi's cold, deathly gaze.
"Then go join him."
With a flicker of movement, Liu Xi charged again, his murderous aura surging like a storm. The Lion Elder's expression twisted in terror.
"Don't come any closer!" he shouted hysterically, backing away.
Liu Xi's face was emotionless. To him, leaving such a vengeful enemy alive was unthinkable.
The Lion Elder, knowing he was outmatched, turned and fled. Three Mulan Valley Dou Huangs rose into the air to intercept and protect him.
"Trying to run?"
Killing intent flared in Liu Xi's eyes. His hands began to form seals—slowly at first, then faster and faster, until only flickering afterimages remained.
When the Lion Elder finally reached the three Dou Huangs, a powerful energy surged before Liu Xi. A radiant, compressed seal of light took shape in his palms.
"Radiant Seal!"
With a single thrust, the dazzling seal tore through the air toward the four fleeing enemies.
The terrifying wave of energy descended, pressing down like the wrath of heaven. The Lion Elder and the three Dou Huangs turned pale, each unleashing their strongest Dou Techniques in desperation.
"Lion King's Descent!"
"Bloodfang Tiger Claw!"
"Crushing Bear Palm!"
"Rampaging Lion Fist!"
The Radiant Seal struck. For a brief instant, the world seemed silent—then the heavens exploded. The three lesser Dou Huangs were obliterated in a blinding inferno of Fallen Heart Flame, turned entirely to ash.
Only the Lion Elder, a peak Dou Huang, barely survived—his entire body scorched black, smoke curling from his lips as he coughed blood, eyes full of regret and terror.
As he tried to flee once more, a flaming hand pierced cleanly through his chest, emerging from the front. The flesh around the wound had already been burned away by invisible fire.
"Liu… Xi… even in death… I'll… curse—"
"In front of me, even ghosts burn."
Liu Xi's cold voice rang out behind him. With a twist of his arm, the invisible flames erupted violently, engulfing the Lion Elder entirely. In an instant, both his body and soul were annihilated into nothingness.
From within the fading firelight, Liu Xi drew another storage ring, dispersing the flames around him.
Turning, his sharp gaze swept across the battlefield until it locked onto Medusa and Yan Luotian's duel. His figure blurred into motion as he streaked through the air toward them.
By now, Medusa had completely suppressed Yan Luotian. His defeat was only a matter of time—but Liu Xi was wary. If Yan Luotian tried to flee, he couldn't be allowed to escape.
The Gold Geese Sect possessed unique flying Dou Techniques—brilliant, exquisite techniques that Liu Xi deeply coveted.
Yan Luotian, parrying another fierce strike from Medusa, suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine—as though a predator had locked onto him.
He turned, and the sight of a white figure rushing toward him made his heart skip. Rage and dread twisted across his face.
"Damn those useless Mulan Valley trash! How could a mere Dou Huang feel so dangerous!"
"You still have time to be distracted? You really are courting death."
Medusa's voice was cold and venomous. Her seven-colored sword flashed, darting like a serpent's tongue toward Yan Luotian's throat.
He barely twisted aside, the sword slicing a shallow line across his neck. Blood spattered as cold sweat drenched his back.
'No… if I don't run now, I'll die here!'
Desperation clouded Yan Luotian's eyes as he searched frantically for an escape route.
(End of Chapter)
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