Fentukuang Ge slowly spread his arms, flexing his shoulders with a cold sneer: "…You really want me to use just one arm?" Duomeng Chetuo's surprised expression instantly stiffened. There was a gap between the first and third layers of the third rank, but not so vast as to warrant only one arm.

"What? Scared?" Fentukuang Ge’s words dripped with disdain: "I don't need you to go easy on me!"

The words fell! Dou Qi erupted beneath Fentukuang Ge’s feet, dust rising to form lotus blossoms that propelled him toward Duomeng Chetuo at an incredible speed. The momentum was so fierce, it was as if he had instantly transformed into a ferocious bull.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With every step Fentukuang Ge took, not only did lotus-like dust explode beneath his feet, but there was also a roar like a war drum. Duomeng Chetuo felt as though the figure charging him wasn't just one Demon Warrior, but a squad of death-squad soldiers from the True Policy Dynasty clad in heavy armor!

Fentukuang Ge was swift, reaching Duomeng Chetuo in a blink. He raised his hand, fingers spread wide, the joints slightly protruding—resembling the butt of a spear, yet more like the edge of a blade, constantly shifting between two bizarre yet potent techniques. Dou Qi flowed around his palms, emitting a faint hissing sound, as if a battle saber or a long spear was launching an assault. Earth-Shattering Slash!

Fentukuang Ge channeled his Great True Gold Dou Qi into the Saint-level Dou Technique, Earth-Shattering Slash, inherited from the concept of Qian Jin, aiming directly for Duomeng Chetuo’s eyes. An unstoppable, irreversible aura burst forth entirely from his body.

Duomeng Chetuo felt his skin prickle; this incoming strike was extraordinary. Instinctively, he wanted to dodge, yet just at that moment, he heard Qian Jin let out a profoundly disdainful cold snort—a sound that seemed to mock him for not daring to meet the charge head-on against a demon from the Desolate Border Clan.

"Fear a waste from the Desolate Border Clan? So what if he's third-rank, first-layer? I am third-rank, third-layer!" A surge of arrogance shot through Duomeng Chetuo’s chest. He twisted his wrist, his right hand gripping the air in a strange configuration, resembling a hammer yet not a solid one, but rather an empty shell. As his arm rotated, he met Fentukuang Ge’s palm.

A direct clash? Duomeng Like’s eyes were alight with smugness. A Desolate Border Clan member, fundamentally brainless, dared to challenge a Demon Warrior of the Duomeng Clan?

Fentukuang Ge’s wrist suddenly flicked—his straight-thrusting arm, feeling like a highly elastic spear shaft, suddenly swerved, brushing past Duomeng Chetuo’s empty hammer and slipping through. Simultaneously, his body violently contracted downward!

In an instant, Fentukuang Ge resembled a fully bloomed lotus flower, only to revert back to the bud state before blossoming. The entire movement was seamless, as if he were demonstrating to the assembled demons the process of the Raging Lotus blooming brilliantly only to close up completely at night.

This lean, this retraction! It was flawless. He remained within Duomeng Chetuo’s attack range, yet managed to evade any possible injury.

"This is?" Duomeng Chetuo found he couldn't retract his hammer. He tried to press his elbow down, seeking an angle to attack Fentukuang Ge’s nape.

Suddenly! The closed-petaled Fentukuang Ge exploded outward the moment he retracted! Just as if, after waiting through a long night, the rising sun had arrived—the Raging Lotus bloomed once more! It was like a golden Raging Lotus!

Though he didn't possess the Golden Heart, the Dou Qi he unleashed was imbued with a brilliant golden radiance!

"Something’s wrong…" The thought flashed through Duomeng Chetuo's mind just as Fentukuang Ge’s palm pressed against his chest.

"Iron Bull Dou Qi! Block it for me!" Duomeng Chetuo’s body muscles tensed repeatedly. His protective Dou Technique erupted perfectly, consolidating his body into something akin to an iron plate, suggesting that everything in the world would prove fragile before this protective skill.

Block it! If I block it, my kick will land! Duomeng Chetuo’s confidence soared; he could already envision the moment he blocked the attack and defeated his opponent.

"Be defeated!" Fentukuang Ge’s words, equally filled with confidence, rang out. At the same moment, the bones in Duomeng Chetuo’s chest emitted a cracking sound. The intense pain threatened to tear his entire body apart; the Dou Qi of his protective technique was utterly shredded.

"How is this possible?" Hearing the sound of his own bones breaking, Duomeng Chetuo was shaken to his core, his savage nature boiling over: I'm injured? You won't get away clean either!

His powerful, fierce will completed the motion of raising and stamping his leg—a massive footprint landed perfectly on Fentukuang Ge’s chest, eliciting a dull thud like a muffled war drum, Dong!

Bang! Duomeng Chetuo’s foot pulsed with pain; it felt as if he hadn't kicked a demon’s chest but rather a solid slab of steel! The violent impact sent his already retreating body flying backward. He tumbled several revolutions on the ground before finally coming to a halt.

Hoo!

Fentukuang Ge raised a hand to rub his slightly stinging chest, exhaled slowly, and stared arrogantly at the fallen Duomeng Chetuo. Combined with the Great True Gold Dou Qi, the Earth-Shattering Slash acted just like a real battle saber. Could your body-guarding technique really stop it?

"This… how is this possible?" Duomeng Chetuo tried to rise, but the severe pain forced him back to the ground, his words laced with utter incomprehension. His kick had been delivered with full force—it could bend solid steel—yet this demon only symbolically staggered back two steps before it was over? Not even a bone was broken?

The demons watching were even more stunned. The two patriarchs of Mamen quickly exchanged glances. What just happened? A kick from a third-rank, third-layer, that didn't even injure the body of a third-rank, first-layer? Yet, a strike from the third-rank, first-layer, directly laid the third-rank, third-layer out on the ground!

What kind of Dou Technique was that? For a moment, why did it feel less like an arm and more like a golden spear?

Deep shock was evident in the eyes of both patriarchs. How could there be such a powerful Desolate Border Clan member? Was this the result of the walking and flowing nature of Xi Fa? That such a Desolate Border Clan member could be cultivated! Terrifying!

The true terror wasn't just the combat power of the Desolate Border Clan, but its hidden nature. No demon would pay attention to a Desolate Border Clan member approaching them, but if that member possessed a certain level of strength, even if inferior to yours, using it for sneak attacks or assassinations was an entirely different matter.

Qian Jin nodded lightly. Indeed! The Saint-level Dou Technique, Earth-Shattering Slash, could only have its full potential realized when paired with the Great True Gold Dou Qi! Earth-Shattering Slash was fundamentally a technique for sharp, piercing impact, and when coupled with the Great True Gold Dou Qi—which was composed almost entirely of pure gold energy—the resulting attack truly resembled an authentic metal sword or spear.

And that protective Dou Qi! Duanfeng Bu’er’s eyes were almost bloodshot from envy! The protective capacity of this Great True Gold Dou Qi was too formidable, almost turning the body’s muscles, bones, and even internal organs into a metallic state! That was equivalent to three layers of metal!

What terrifying protective ability! Duanfeng Bu’er kept pouting. If I weren't a bloodline warrior, I would truly want to learn this common Saint-level Dou Qi secret method. Formidable! Although Fentukuang Ge’s strength was only at the first layer of the Dou Heart, his unique Dou Qi secret methods, combined with the Saint-level Dou Technique, allowed him to achieve battles that crossed rank boundaries to a great extent.

Today, this warrior from the Duomeng Clan served as the best possible proof.

"Won!" Fentukuang Ge felt an indescribable joy in his heart—he had won so easily!

Bang! Bang!

Duomeng Chetuo, who was just managing to rise, suddenly had multiple spots on his muscles explode. Streams of blood erupted under the agitation of the Dou Qi, instantly transforming him into a Blood Demon!

"This is?" All the demons were shocked by the sudden transformation of Duomeng Chetuo’s body. What was happening? Why was there severe injury to the chest, but other parts of the body…

Bang! One of Duomeng Chetuo’s eyeballs suddenly burst, accompanied by his agonizing scream.

"Submerging Thunder Dou Technique!" Boxi Li gasped, his eyes wide with astonishment as he gazed at the screaming, rapidly approaching death of Duomeng Chetuo on the ground.

Sabonis Guang suddenly understood as well. This was the Saint-level Dou Technique rumored to have once been used by a human warrior from the True Policy Dynasty to kill a Demon Warrior from a higher rank—the Submerging Thunder Dou Technique!

Legend said this Dou Technique was like the Night Lotus, blooming brilliantly but instantly vanishing and fading away. No one knew where this technique, and the person who created it, had gone.

Lost! This was a lost technique still whispered about only in legends!

"No! It hasn't been lost!" The rumor persisted that the young man from the True Policy Dynasty, the one named Qian Jin, had also used this technique!

Boxi Li’s memory of this Dou Technique was too deep. He had just been momentarily slow to react, after all; the demon who made this technique famous was a Thunder Eagle bloodline Demon Warrior from the Mamen Demon Clan!

Many years had passed, but the Boxi family would not forget this technique.

"Correct! Submerging Thunder!" Qian Jin straightened his back and took a step forward: "If Qian Jin can learn it from the Master, why can't I, Jiliu Feijing, learn this technique from the Master?" The demons stared at Qian Jin again in astonishment. So this Dou Technique had such an origin? That meant this Demon Warrior from the Desolate Border Clan must have an extremely close relationship with Jiliu Feijing! Otherwise, there would be no way to obtain this Saint-level Dou Technique!

For the past ten days, nearly all the demons had subconsciously avoided contact with Fentukuang Ge, considering that the noble Demon Clan would never associate with the lowly Desolate Border Clan.

Now, following Qian Jin’s words, the demons were filled with regret. If they had known! They should have engaged more with this demon before approaching Master Feijing! Despite his low birth, the fact that Master Feijing thought highly of him meant he wouldn't have withheld the Submerging Thunder Dou Technique!

The elders of the Mamen Demon Clan were kicking themselves in regret. If they, themselves, had sought out this lowly demon, perhaps in a moment of grateful excitement, he would have shared the method for practicing the Submerging Thunder Dou Technique!

"Damn low-caste Desolate Border demon, how dare you treat our Duomeng Clan’s Demon Warrior like this!" Duomeng Like roared in fury. "Save Duomeng Chetuo immediately, or else—" Ah!

Duomeng Chetuo on the ground let out another agonizing scream. The Submerging Thunder Dou Technique formed by the Great True Gold Dou Qi was exceptionally resilient. Not only were its components hard to detect, but even if occasionally spotted, trying to shatter them with Dou Qi was exceedingly difficult, as striking them would immediately trigger an explosion releasing its power.