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Chapter 172: Chapter 8 Carving Arts, Carving a Sword (7K, Guaranteed Combined Chapter)

Do not enter a forest when encountering them, do not pursue desperate bandits.

This is a great taboo for those in the military.

But Li Hao had already chased after their quarry, Li Hongzhuang wanted to stop him, yet it was already too late.

Grinding her teeth in anger, she swiftly swung her sword, planning to slay all the demons before her and then chase after Li Hao.

She worried that if she left at this moment, those demons would destroy the graveyard, where the lingering spirits of over ninety thousand of the Bloodsha Army lay, alongside the subordinate officers of her third and sixth brothers.

For years, what she had been guarding was not just a city, but its people.

All she hoped was that Li He could stop Li Hao in time, or at least ensure he could retreat in one piece.

Whoosh!

Li Hao chased at full speed. Some demons on the ground attempted to rush over to block him, but Li Hao simply slashed them down with his sword.

Trampling over the fallen corpses of the demons, his speed increased even more.

His control over objects was already about three times that of a normal Heavenly Human Realm practitioner, and now, combined with the Bai Fengxing True Form Skill, he was only slightly slower than the two Great Demons of the Three Immortal Realms, at least not enough to lose them.

After chasing for forty li, just as the two Great Demons were about to dive into the wilderness, Li Hao shouted loudly:

"Stop!"

The two Great Demons suddenly turned back, noticing the young man who had been closely following them. The reason they hadn't turned around earlier was precisely because they feared that Li Hongzhuang would also join the chase.

But now, with Li Hongzhuang still at the camp, even if she wanted to rush over, it was already too late.

"You rotten brat, you dare to chase after us by yourself?!"

The two Great Demons suddenly spun around, their faces twisted in ferocity and cold sneers. They had led Li Hao to this place for exactly this reason—to lure him over.

Li Hao's gaze settled on the dazzling white tusks of the Six-Tusked Brute Hog as he said, "Those teeth of yours are quite good, just what I need for a sword. I hope to borrow them for a bit to craft something."

"You're simply seeking death!"

The Six-Tusked Brute Hog was furious. Did this mere Heavenly Human Realm meal actually dare to covet its precious tusks?

With a roar, its body swelled, demonic energy boiled, and behind it formed a towering, ten-zhang tall phantom image of a gigantic beastly hog.

Its fur turned from dark to blood red as if engorged, its bristles standing up like steel needles, displaying divine might as it charged straight towards Li Hao.

If it were an officer under the Heavenly Human Realm, without the protection of the Protecting Heart Military Might Formation, the mere divine might emanated by this demon hog would be enough to make them petrified, unable to hold onto their weapons.

Li Hao himself had reached the Heavenly Human Realm, and although the divine might affected him, the impact was limited.

Suddenly, he activated the Tiger Press feature, an echoing roar of a fierce tiger emanating from his body. At the same time, he did not evade, and in the face of the demon hog's momentum that could destroy a city wall array, he stomped firmly in place.

He extended his arms, and the qualities of the Qiongqi Mountains Painting were ignited. His body, stable as a mountain, stood tall and unmovable.

With a thud, he grasped at the demon hog's tusks. The brute force sent him sliding dozens of meters backward in mid-air, yet his feet retained the stomping posture without changing.

"Rise!"

Li Hao suddenly roared, his slender arms erupting with the power of a True Dragon, hoisting the body of the brute high up, then mercilessly spinning to smash it on the other side of the ground.

The ground shook, sounding like an earthquake, and a deep pit caved in.

In hiding, Li He, on the verge of intervening, halted his steps instantly, his pupils contracted in shock.

On the road, he had sensed a powerful presence secretly protecting Li Hao, but aside from the battle between Li Hao and Li Tian Gang, he had not seen Li Hao combat other experts of the Three Immortal Realms.

Now, whether it was the punch that had repelled Feipeng earlier or the current bludgeoning of the demon hog, Li Hao demonstrated formidable and tyrannical strength.

Could he truly be just Heavenly Human Realm?

What kind of Tianren Sect Grandmaster could possess such impressive might!

On the collapsed ground, the Six-Tusked Brute Hog let out an agonizing scream, vomiting a large mouthful of fluids and blood, the stench pungently offending the nostrils.

It had reached the Indestructible Realm, its body tough as solid metal, impervious to sword and blade. Yet, under the three-million-jin colossal force burst from Li Hao's arms, it was still thrown and smashed into disarray, its internal organs displaced, sustaining grevious injuries.

"You bastard, stop!!"

Seeing Li Hao about to deliver the killing blow, Chi Hu Jun could no longer tolerate, bellowing in fury as he charged at Li Hao.

Li Hao instantly unleashed the characteristic of the Qiongqi Mountains Painting. Behind him appeared the ancient figure of the Demon King Qiong Qi, standing atop a mountain, his stature tiger-like.

Its eyes, seemingly overlapping with Li Hao's, both glanced up, coldly leering at the charging Chi Hu Jun.

Chi Hu Jun's pupils constricted, sensing an overwhelming aura of ferocity washing over him like a surging river, pressing against his chest, making it difficult to breathe, his blood running cold.

His body's forward charge meant for reinforcement halted inexplicably right then under this deterrent.

And it was this pause that allowed Li Hao's body to spring forth, diving towards the Six-Tusked Brute Hog, his feet descending on its head like a weighty mountain, pressing the just arising hog back into the ground.

Then, Li Hao wrapped his arms around one of the ivory-like white tusks, twisted at his waist, leveraging the full force of his body, and with a crack, he actually snapped off the two-meter-long tusk.

As the tusk came off, blood splattered, and the Six-Tusked Brute Hog let out an earth-shattering scream, its limbs flailing in agony.

But Li Hao, holding the tusk, thrust it viciously back through its eye socket.

Although the Six-Tusked Brute Hog was in the Indestructible Realm, it had not cultivated to the ultimate peak; its eye socket remained its most vulnerable spot. Immediately penetrated, the tusk plunged into it, the entire length disappearing, its screams growing even more deafening, shaking the wilderness.

By then, Chi Hu Jun had also snapped back to reality, his heart shaken. In just this short span, the mid-stage Six-Tusked Brute Hog of the Three Immortal Realms had almost been killed by the young man?!