One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Especially since he had just activated his second heart and completed his exhalation, his body was filled with terrifying waste heat. The air twisted around him, forming rolling waves of heat. Martial Artists who were slightly weaker could hardly approach; they sat down directly on the ground, kicking the earth desperately with their legs, their expressions filled with fear as they struggled to move away.

Watching Ling Weizi, He Xingyun, and these people standing there stupidly, Su Heng’s heart suddenly flared with anger.

His eyes faintly reddened, and his voice was low and powerful, "Didn’t I tell you to lead people away and not to come near? Why are you still lingering here, unable to handle even such a trivial matter?"

Despite Su Heng usually addressing Ling Weizi as a senior,

When glared at condescendingly by Su Heng, Ling Weizi acted like a young girl caught by her father after staying out all night, immediately petrified with fear, standing at attention with a pale face, unable to say a word for a long time.

In the end, it was He Xingyun who relayed the sequence of events to Su Heng.

Su Heng took a deep breath, and after his anger subsided, he gradually calmed down. His gaze ice-cold, he stared at Wu Weihan, "So you think the words of this commander are to be disregarded as farts?"

"I..."

This was Wu Weihan’s first encounter with Su Heng.

Before this, although he had heard of some of Su Heng’s exploits, he thought they were exaggerated, with some elements of truth possibly inflated.

But now, facing Su Heng for the first time and being stared down by those beast-like crimson pupils,

Wu Weihan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, cold sweat seeping down his back. With his head lowered, he stuttered, "It is indeed true that I failed to recognize a great figure, but... but the Mythical Battlefield is after all of great significance, and my Wu Family has invested heavily in the Fawang Temple, to withdraw so easily is really"

Smack!

Before Wu Weihan could finish his rambling,

Su Heng had run out of patience, opened his hand wide, and viciously slapped Wu Weihan across the face.

Even without using any Secret Techniques or strength, just pure physical power, it was not something a mere family elder could withstand. Wu Weihan’s body flew up, spinning like a top in the air, blood spraying wildly, teeth scattering everywhere.

When he landed, his face was bloodied, his hair disheveled, devoid of the authority he held earlier.

That slap had completely stunned him.

For a moment,

Wu Weihan covered his cheek with his hand, looking at Su Heng with eyes full of fear and resentment.

"Not convinced?" Seeing his expression, Su Heng was amused. He sneered, "I like tough guys like you!"

Noticing the strands of murderous intent emanating from Su Heng,

Wu Weihan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave again, his expression drastically changing as he hurriedly said, "Senior, please calm your anger, spare—"

Splurt!

Before he could finish begging for mercy,

Su Heng had already lifted his leg and stomped down, and the latter’s body exploded on the spot, turning into a pulp.

"If your body was as tough as your mouth, you wouldn’t have been crushed to death by my foot," Su Heng scoffed, sneering.

To kill a family elder as if it were nothing, such dominance silenced everyone around. A few Wu Family Disciples were even paler, trembling, no longer boasting their earlier bravado. While the remaining Loose Cultivators like Guan Luo had their fists clenched, their joy apparent on their faces.

Su Heng’s attention didn’t linger on these people; instead, it fell on Ling Weizi.

"Now there should be no problem, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Ling Weizi nodded incessantly like a frightened hamster, "I assure you, the task will be completed."

"What about you, what are you going to do?" Ling Weizi looked at Su Heng with concern, bit her teeth, and still couldn’t help but ask before Su Heng turned to leave.

Seeing her hesitation, Su Heng sighed.

He squatted down and gently ruffled Ling Weizi’s long hair before saying, "The demon god was deliberately released by someone. There’s something strange behind this incident, and I must investigate it thoroughly."

"Be careful in everything," Ling Weizi said.

Su Heng waved his hand, took two steps, then fiercely took a running leap.

With the ground shaking violently and dust flying everywhere, Su Heng’s burly figure had shot up into the sky and disappeared among the mountains in the blink of an eye.

...

On the other side of Wulian Mountain.

Upon a desolate hill, a young disciple dressed as a Taoist priest, Zhang Gu, looked at Yu Qing, who had suddenly stopped walking.

He frowned slightly, puzzled, and said, "Master, has something happened?"

Yu Qing reached up to gather a few strands of long hair that had fallen by her ear and looked back. At that moment, the sky was eerily dark red, and a cold wind blew from the snowy cover of Wulian Mountain, lifting the grey robe of the woman, outlining her slender and curvaceous mature figure beneath the thin clothing.

"I don’t know..." Yu Qing’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she murmured, "It seems like something bad is going to happen."

"Could it be the resurgence of the Demon God, but we should have already left the danger zone?" Zhang Gu pondered, looking up in the direction Yu Qing was gazing.

"Wait!" His gaze suddenly fixed, "What is that!"

In the expanse of crimson sky, a black speck had suddenly appeared. In the span of a few breaths, the speck drew closer and grew larger. From the initial size of a green bean, it expanded to the size of a brick, then to something as large as a house.

Due to intense friction with the air, its surface was covered with a dark red halo.

It resembled a meteorite falling from the sky.

Its velocity was faster than sound, so it first hit the ground, causing the mountains to shake violently, sending shockwaves sweeping across, kicking up dust. Then, the thunderous roar spread out like rumbling thunder, echoing around the mountaintops and triggering a small avalanche.

"Cough, cough!" Zhang Gu instinctively covered his face with his sleeve, coughing twice.

When he lowered his arms and lifted his head, the black dust gradually dispersed, revealing a giant with a stature and ferocity akin to a demon god standing in the melting crater.

The giant’s eyes flickered with hellish fire, full of fierce might and cold murderous intent, fixed on Yu Qing.

"Found you!" Su Heng said in a low voice, taking a step forward.

Yu Qing’s complexion turned pale, her body trembling slightly. But she was locked in place by an invisible force, unable to move. The vast difference in strength left her incapable of any struggle.

Behind Yu Qing, the disciple Zhang Gu sensed danger, his eyes widening. Almost without thinking, he lunged forward.

"Master, run away! I’ll hold him back!" Zhang Gu shouted, reaching out to push Yu Qing away.

Thud!

A black bony tail with sharp claws pierced through his chest.

Then, with a fierce sweep, blood spurted wildly, and Zhang Gu’s body was instantly shredded into pulp, some of the bloody remains even splattering onto Yu Qing’s face, body, and hair.

The brilliant red blood completely ruined the inherent scholarly aura of Yu Qing.

But her expression remained calm.

Trembling, she raised her hand, wanting to tidy the blood-soaked strands of hair.

Thud!

A flash of black light sliced through.

Yu Qing’s arm was severed entirely, falling to the ground.

"Boom!" Su Heng stomped down, turning her severed arm to mush. He then reached out and grabbed Yu Qing like a toy doll.

With just a bit more pressure from his fingers, a delightful and crisp series of bone-breaking sounds came from the woman’s body, along with a large amount of blood gushing from her severed arm.

Yu Qing’s face turned ghastly pale, twisted from the severe pain, the veins under her fair skin bulging.

Her vitality rapidly weakened until she nearly lost consciousness. Only then did Su Heng stop and slightly loosen his grip.

Forcing her to open her eyes, their gazes met.

"Who sent you to do these things, what is your purpose?" Su Heng asked.

"Let it end here..." Blood seeped from the pale corners of Yu Qing’s mouth, her expression pained, but she still whispered softly, "Kill me, don’t continue to investigate. Otherwise, you and your family will face a disaster."