Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 930 - 509: Miao Zi's Karmic Retribution, The Flesh and Blood Maternal Tree, The Attacking Bo Xun, Tetrahedron, The Taoist Priest's Frenzy

In the morning, the warm sun of autumn.

Great Qin, Eastern Region, Qifeng Mountain.

A team of hunters armed with knives and spears were chopping away the thorns on the side of the mountain path while chatting casually with each other, bursts of hearty laughter occasionally echoing through the ranks.

This was a rarely trodden mountain trail that, due to the drop in temperature, was touched by frost every morning and evening.

The phenomenon was even more pronounced at the cusp of autumn and winter.

Fortunately, though the path was somewhat slippery, Wang Liehu and his fellow seasoned hunters were not particularly hindered by the frost or the thorny underbrush.

"Wang brother, this Mount Weihu path isn't as tough to navigate as the tales in the village claim."

A young man with a baby face but a sturdy build squeezed to the front of the group and laughed loudly at the bearded leader of the team.

"Dazhuang, it's your first time entering the mountains, and you sure talk big."

Looking at Wang Dazhuang, who bore some resemblance to himself, Wang Liehu's eyes narrowed slightly; he slapped the young man's head and began to lecture him in a drawn-out tone.

"Dazhuang, our two families are neighbors in Wang Family Village. As it's your first time entering the mountains, let your Uncle Wang teach you a lesson."

"When you feel you can enter a dangerous path with ease, you should understand that it's not because you're extraordinary, but rather because many ancestors have cleared the way for you."

"Without the countless years our Wang Family Village's ancestors spent blazing these trails, do you think the path would be this easy?"

As Wang Liehu finished speaking, many middle-aged men in the group couldn't help but burst into laughter, leaving the young man with the baby face rather confused.

With hunting, fishing, and herding as their main livelihood, the martial spirit was ingrained within the villagers of Wang Family Village; they possessed a set of second-rate martial arts sutras. Since Great Qin had opened up the "Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth" among many other texts in various cities, setting up posts allowed the village's strength to surge overnight.

"Alright, alright, we're about to enter the Mountain Lord's territory; no more laughing!"

"As the captain, I must warn you, this time there are three or four greenhorns among you."

"You're the best young men in the village, martial arts prodigies, with Wang Dazhuang even possessing Internal Qi Cultivation that rivals some of the uncles here. But don't get cocky, cultivation and combat are two different things. Any of the uncles here could easily take out all four of you greenhorns."

Approaching a bend in the path, Wang Liehu raised a large hand, signaling for everyone to be quiet as he started his warnings once again.

"This hunt is for the purpose of replenishing the qi and blood for you youngsters in the village. Should any of you die on the hunt, don't say your Uncle Wang didn't warn you."

"Firstly, remember, don't panic, even if we encounter the Mountain Lord. Act as the uncles instructed you before departure."

"Secondly, Uncle Wang knows a few great heroes in the Martial World and is privy to some secrets. Today, I'll share one with you: if one day your cultivation reaches fruition and you travel the world, always remember to stay away from those unusually strong bears in the old forest!"

"Even if you go and face tigers, don't provoke those bears. I heard some of them can even use Great Qin's peerless palm technique 'Overbearing Bear Palm Technique.' Of course, your Uncle Wang only heard about it; I haven't witnessed it myself. You'll have to use your judgment in the future."

"It's said that these Exotic Bears won't become aggressive as long as you don't provoke them or steal their honey."

Hesitating for a moment, Wang Liehu nevertheless decided to pass on warnings he heard from a friend after a few drinks to the youngsters of the village.

The young man with the baby face opened his mouth to say something, but just then, a thunderous noise came from the sky, and a dark void suddenly appeared.

A Black-Robed Monk stepped out leisurely from the void, the eighteen blood-colored skull prayer beads around his neck particularly eye-catching.

"What a beautiful world!"

"Even tens of thousands of miles away, I, Bo Xun, can still smell that faint Amethyst stench from your body, Asna."

"Pity, such a pity! This land, Bo Xun will gladly accept."

Wearing a delighted smile, the Black-Robed Monk's body radiated boundless blood light. Sitting cross-legged in the air, he suddenly plummeted to the ground.

With a swipe of blood light, the retreating Wang Liehu and his party were instantly stripped of flesh, their blood pooling and merging toward the monk's Cultivation Body, leaving only more than twenty skeletal remains collapsing to the ground.

Boom!

Suddenly, the corner of the monk's mouth split open, and he put his palms together, erupting into uproarious laughter.

Tremendous chants resonated through the steep mountains in an instant.

"Myriad Spirits Create Karma!"

"Tathagata's Sin Origin!"

"Demon Buddha Transcends the World!"

"Flesh Ascension!"

Amidst the Black-Robed Monk's maniacal laughter, his body burst open, and a towering flesh tree instantaneously rose from the ground.

Like a fountain, layers of terrifyingly sticky purple-red flesh carpet spewed out from the crown, root, and branches of the flesh tree, rapidly expanding in all directions.

The flesh carpet swept through like locusts, turning any creature it overtook into dark yellow desiccated bones, as if it had absorbed all their essence.

Roar!

On a distant peak, a five-meter-long pure white Mountain Lord stood atop the mountain, witnessing the scene below with eyes suddenly filled with terror. With a flick of its neck, it grabbed a cub in its jaws and frantically dashed down the mountain.