chapter 27 Suppressing the Ming King with his fist and North King Blade again

"Form up!" The fifteen Royal Guard commanders retreated. Suddenly. The two thousand Royal Guards erupted with vigor, like tidal waves rolling, kicking up clouds of dust. Their armor, weighing hundreds of pounds and forged from pure Xuan iron, formed a formation capable of trapping a Heaven Martial. Confidently, they believed that even a Transcendent Realm Expert could be entangled for a moment. Boom! At this moment, the earth trembled as if struck by a great bell, blasting a deep pit. This was Liam's Primordial Sea boiling, his Essence flowing through his feet into the ground, creating a scene of earth and grass splitting apart. A strong fluctuation spread through the ground's surface. Instantly, the foremost hundred King Charles Royal Guards were impacted, the ground's vibration shaking their internal organs through their legs, rendering their armor useless. This was Liam's Transcendent Martial Technique, Ten Steps to Claim a Life, acquired in the Red Dragon Mausoleum. Liam had only taken one step in its execution. In the blink of an eye, Liam took four more steps, the spreading vibration intensifying with each step. The hundred King Charles Royal Guards' legs burst into a mist of blood, their organs shattered, bleeding from every orifice. The guards in the rear formation could not escape the same fate. Liam's Essence continued unabated, each step he took resonating with the earth, causing blossoms of blood to burst forth. The area was as if swept by autumn winds. By the seventh step of Liam's Ten Steps to Claim a Life, the two thousand King Charles Royal Guards were falling haphazardly, their formation completely torn apart. Their armor remained intact, but their bones and flesh were reduced to mush. Within just a few breaths, half of the King Charles Royal Guards had perished, the rest injured, causing an uproar among the surrounding crowd. The North King of the Red Dragon, unstained by blood, strolled as if leisurely, yet capable of bloodily cleansing the King Charles Royal Guards. The North King's refusal to let them assist was both a matter of principle and a display of confidence. "How dare you, insolent fool!" A furious shout, like thunder, caused the ears of hundreds of Cultivators to buzz, nearly splitting their eardrums. King Charles leapt up, throwing a punch that directly targeted Liam's head. His abdomen glowed, illuminating a Primordial Sea spanning 80 tons, an intimidating spectacle. "You couldn't restrain yourself, could you?" Liam's eyes were deep and mysterious, his right hand sealing the sky. Boom! Fist and palm collided, like thunder on flat ground, a wave of air spreading like a hurricane. The two figures separated upon contact, Liam stepping back several steps, while King Charles was sent reeling back ten meters before landing. "The Red Dragon King Charles, is just so-so," Liam said indifferently. The limit of a mortal's physique is a strength of 2.5 tons. Stepping into Transcendence and nourishing the body with Essence could increase this figure. From their initial exchange, Liam had already determined King Charles' cultivation level, with a palm strength of about 15 tons. Still, that was inferior to his current level. King Charles, as if sensing something, looked at Liam with a mix of astonishment and suspicion, "You've already refined fifty percent of the spirit elixir from the Red Dragon Mausoleum?" The news of a spirit elixir in the Red Dragon Mausoleum was no longer a secret among the kings of the Red Dragon. That spirit elixir, brimming with immense spiritual energy, would take at least a month to be fully refined by someone at the Intermediate Transcendence level. And as far as he knew. Liam had only entered the Red Dragon Mausoleum for the first time a few days ago. "A dying man sure has a lot to say." Liam advanced towards King Charles, feeling the sensing of the Six Transformation Creation Technique growing stronger. "Help Lord King Charles take him down!" A roar erupted. Fifteen commanders, mustering their courage, led the remaining King Charles Royal Guards in a charge. Looking around, the bright swords and knives exuded a chilling murderous intent, threatening to engulf Liam, causing James, Brian, and Andrew to become restless. They were the fearless warriors of the North, having followed the North King through life and death. How could they sit idly by as the North King faced repeated attacks? "Don't worry." "Haven't you noticed that Liam has received the inheritance of the first emperor of the Red Dragon?" Leah said calmly, twirling a strand of her hair. Before entering the Red Dragon Mausoleum, it would indeed have been difficult for Liam to take down King Charles, at best, they would be evenly matched. But now, things were different. "Get lost!" The Primordial Sea reflected in Liam's abdomen had reached a size of twenty-six square feet, and with each stomp of his foot, pure Essence poured into the earth. Whoosh! The ground surged like tumultuous waves, the ripples spreading out, causing loud bangs and blood to spray in the air. Centered around Liam, the King Charles Royal Guards were lifted into the air and then thrown in all directions. In the next moment. Liam struck out with his palms, horizontally hitting the fifteen Heaven Martial Realm commanders. At this moment, he could unleash over forty thousand catties of force with his arms, his palms striking like meteors in the sky, each hit causing a commander's body to explode. Buzz! At a critical moment, a black staff smashed towards Liam. His vengeance for the slain children was still unclaimed. With two thousand of his guards dead and his commanders falling one after another, how could King Charles endure? Liam raised his arm to block the staff. "Big brother, be careful, that's King Charles's Staff!" Brian yelled from the sidelines. Each of the eight kings of the Red Dragon was exceptionally skilled in martial arts, each having a weapon of choice. Like King Charles, who was adept with the staff. He had once used the King Charles Staff to instill fear in the cultivators of the Red Dragon, securing his kingship. As soon as Brian's words fell, the repelled staff suddenly turned, sweeping towards Liam with the force of a thousand soldiers. "Let me try King Charles's Staff!" Liam shouted, raising his fist to meet it. "Arrogant boy!" "Not to mention in the Red Dragon Martial Dynasty, even Transcendences from other Martial Dynasties would not dare to catch my King Charles Staff barehanded!" King Charles's face was ferocious, with staff shadows filling the sky. This was King Charles's ultimate technique, the Sky Defying Staff Technique. His attacks were relentless, each strike stronger than the last, entangling his opponent in a difficult-to-escape barrage. King Charles had been king for ten years, and his Sky Defying Staff Technique was considered peerless. Liam continued his movements unchanged, his fists bursting with Essence, shining like a proud sun, embodying an unstoppable fist intent. Each punch precisely blocked the staff shadows, his feet rooted firmly, not moving an inch. The collision of sticks and fists resounded like thunder, causing King Charles to pale. Liam's reaction speed was astonishing, able to keep up with his stick techniques. What he was using now was a martial art similar to "Ten Steps to Claim a Life," extremely domineering, causing King Charles's hands to go numb. After dozens of exchanges, King Charles's tiger mouth had split open, blood flowing freely. "In the Red Dragon Mausoleum, not only did he obtain the spirit elixir, but he also mastered such a martial technique!" King Charles exclaimed in shock. How astonishing is the talent of this young king? "Is it so strange?" "Over these years, I have become a king through battles in the North, what have you been doing?" "We Cultivators, if we fear death and crave pleasures, are like tigers without their fangs!" "Even without the inheritance of the first emperor of the Red Dragon, within half a year, I would still defeat you!" Liam suddenly stepped forward, his slender hand shimmering, and grabbed forward. The sky filled with staff shadows instantly dissipated. King Charles' Staff was now held in Liam's single hand. "Let go of it!" King Charles' face changed drastically, his muscles bulging, and the Primordial Sea in his abdomen surged, unleashing thirty thousand pounds of force, yet he still couldn't retract his staff. "Damn it!" King Charles roared, fear creeping into his heart. Mobilizing the royal army to attack the North King's domain was an act of rage. the Red Dragon Martial Lord had already issued decrees to stop it. Hence. Knowing Liam had indeed gone alone to the Vinfort Mountain Range, he followed, bringing only his guards. But he never expected that the North King of the Red Dragon, with his demonic talent and superior cultivation and martial techniques, would surpass him. "King Charles!" Sensing the Six Transformation Creation Technique, Liam's eyes blazed, “I, Liam, have newly mastered a blade technique, to be tested on you!" His body buzzed as he pulled back the staff held in his hand. Instantly. King Charles stumbled, falling towards Liam. At that moment, Liam flicked his hand, and the North King Blade appeared, slowly lifted as if holding a heavy mountain. This was the Horizontal Mountain Blade Technique!