The Strongest Bachelor!

Yan Tianzhi and Man Gu were evenly matched. Yan Tianzhi did not hold back, activating the three great war tattoos of the Shield Ghost, Taotie, and Zhuyan right from the start. The Zhuyan war tattoo was one he had engraved upon reaching the Nascent Soul stage. The two demons and one ghost roared behind Yan Tianzhi, causing space itself to ripple faintly—a stirring sight. Man Gu summoned his Ancestral Nascent Soul. Whichever ancestor the Nascent Soul took the form of, Man Gu would gain that ancestor's abilities. Thus, Man Gu's combat strength experienced the wildest fluctuations in the Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, the ancestor summoned this time was a legendary figure steeped in myth—an ancestor who had once followed the Immortal Fairy and possessed some renown even back in antiquity! Man Gu merged with his Nascent Soul. In an instant, his entire aura transformed, becoming ancient, mysterious, and formidable! "Roar—!" Brandishing an octagonal purple-gold warhammer, ferocious and menacing, Man Gu roared to the four quarters. With just that single shout, his momentum matched Yan Tianzhi's three great war tattoos blow for blow! This was the most common fighting style of the Barbarian clan in ancient times: roar a couple of times before fighting just to intimidate the enemy. At the same time, a drawn-out recitation from the Sayings of the Sage echoed out, entirely clashing with the atmosphere. "Is it not delightful to have friends come from afar..." "When three people walk together, there is sure to be one from whom I can learn..." This came from a talisman pasted on the hammer handle that played the Sayings of the Sage—the sole piece of evidence proving Man Gu was a Confucian cultivator. Yan Tianzhi merged with the Shield Ghost, and a man-sized shield swirling with shadowy qi materialized before his arm. Bearing the shield, Yan Tianzhi charged forward, flanked by the Taotie and Zhuyan as protectors on either side, rushing Man Gu all at once! The octagonal purple-gold warhammer swept in all directions. This was the Nine Heavens Rushing Thunder Hammer Technique Man Gu had mastered—hammer strikes as swift and violent as lightning, capable of shaking the nine heavens and echoing across the firmament! Back at Mount Yan, when Man Gu had slain a Soul Formation stage great demon that had snuck into Great Xia, that very demon had been smashed to smithereens by this octagonal purple-gold warhammer. An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't dare touch even a single strike of it. Empowered by his Ancestral Nascent Soul, Man Gu's Nine Heavens Rushing Thunder Hammer Technique climbed to an even greater height. Although this ancient ancestor had never learned this particular hammer technique, having once followed the Immortal Fairy, he possessed natural combat instincts. Possessing Man Gu, what it brought was an all-around enhancement in every area—except for intelligence! The Taotie opened its maw to swallow the eight directions; the Zhuyan wielded a staff to sweep across heaven and earth; and the great hammer crashed down like rushing thunder, whipping up billow after billow of air currents with every blow. Both leaped into the sky simultaneously, tangling mid-air. The heavy hammer danced like the wind in Man Gu's hands, propelled by the sheer strength of his Ancient Barbarian bloodline. Boom! The warhammer crashed into the shield. Yan Tianzhi felt as though he were being struck by an unending surge of ocean waves; the force was continuous and relentless, shaking his internal organs and all his meridians. "Exhilarating!" Yan Tianzhi laughed heartily. It had been a long time since he had fought such a thrilling, uninhibited battle! ... Under the effects of the Lu-Style Arhat Fist, Meng Jingzhou had already been rendered bald, becoming a veritable Buddhist Son of the Imperial City. "Sword Kinesis Art!" Surrounded by biting sword qi, Lu Yang pressed two fingers together and lifted them upward. The Sword Cleansing Pool surged like a swimming dragon bursting from the abyss, barreling toward Meng Jingzhou like a heavy truck. "Heaven-Shaking Six Forms!" Meng Jingzhou's execution of the Heaven-Shaking Six Forms was growing ever more refined. What seemed an unadorned punch actually harbored the power to cleave mountains and shatter boulders; resonating with heaven and earth, it drew upon the spiritual energy of the surrounding wilderness, the mere sonic boom of the punch acting as a sonic attack in its own right. Fist and pool collided, and Meng Jingzhou fell back half a step. In pure power, the Sword Cleansing Pool still had the upper hand. Lu Yang attempted to make his Invincible Nascent Soul fly into Meng Jingzhou's body, kindly wishing to help Meng Jingzhou ascend to become a mighty figure of the Three Nascent Souls stage. Yet Meng Jingzhou failed to appreciate the kind gesture. Sprinting with frantic speed, he refused to let the Invincible Nascent Soul touch him at all costs.