The Man-Chicken pack seemed to understand Lan An's provocation. They grew even more furious, unable to wait any longer—desperate to tear this human into pieces…
"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"
All seven crowed in unison, shooting forward like meteors. Power concentrated in their legs—wanting to stomp him into meat paste.
BOOM…
Yet when the seven landed, Lan An's figure had vanished from the spot.
COCK-A-DOODLE…
They looked up—extreme rage. This human dared mimic their jumping?
Before Lan An could fall, a Perfect Sixth-Order Man-Chicken stomped and launched upward, a destructive punch rising…
Facing the ascending Man-Chicken, Lan An grinned ferociously. All his body's power gathered into one leg—he dove straight down from the sky, might like a descending meteor.
"Spirit-Grade Mid-Tier Body Art – Meteor Kick!"
Meteor Kick—one kick like a falling star. One of the few Body Arts he equipped this time.
The Man-Chicken instantly sensed danger from that kick. But the arrow had left the bow—it couldn't stop. It only increased fist power, hooking viciously upward…
Lan An's kick slammed down…
BOOM…
Fist met kick. The Man-Chicken crowed in agony. Its body was stomped into the ground, creating a shockwave of dust. One arm completely shattered…
But Lan An fared no better—body rebounded into the air. One leg's flesh exploded, bones cracking. He inhaled sharply to suppress the pain…
Body Cultivator battles were always life-risking. Thanks to that, Lan An's endurance grew daily. His skin slowly healed without Nirvana Spirit Water.
Seeing this human match their kind, the remaining six showed no contempt. All leaped skyward—once more aiming to take Lan An's life.
"Good! Iron Cloth Shirt – Adamantine Body!"
Lan An roared in excitement. Mid-air roll—activating Body Art. His skin instantly hardened. Every cell tightened to the extreme, stacking densely. Blood condensed. Outer skin turned black and glossy like iron…
Extreme Spirit-Grade Defensive Art. Facing six beasts far stronger, Lan An used it for the first time.
Defense surged—body felt much heavier. Lightning eyes locked on one Mid Sixth-Order Man-Chicken diving down…
Lan An's arms shot out like iron pincers—catching its fist…
COCK-A-DOODLE…
At the same time, five scale-covered fists crashed like heavenly punishment into Lan An's chest and back…
PFFT…
Lan An spat blood. Skin dented like hammered steel. Eyes savage—he ignored the excruciating pain. Pincer-like arms clamped the Mid Sixth-Order Man-Chicken's arm—letting it struggle, letting its free arm pound his back. His leg condensed Meteor Kick—viciously stomping its flank…
SPLURT…
In the bulging eyes of the other Man-Chickens, fresh blood sprayed across the sky. Lan An's foot pierced flesh, sinking deep into the Mid Sixth-Order Man-Chicken's belly—crushing organs.
"Heh heh!" He laughed excitedly despite blood-filled mouth, jaw nearly shattered, skin caved from endless punches. Yet he ruthlessly killed one Mid Sixth-Order Man-Chicken—ferocious as a wild beast.
Recent battles with beasts had made Lan An's attacks more domineering, more primal, more extreme.
There's a saying: when mobbed and beaten, ignore your body—pin one guy and pound until he begs. Exactly Lan An's situation.
Thanks to Adamantine Body boosting defense, he withstood the Man-Chickens' terrifying assaults. Then recklessly locked one down and killed it.
One kick piercing the belly—what concept?
Lan An withdrew his foot—still dripping intestines and gore.
Everything sounded long—happened lightning-fast. By the time the others reacted, their comrade was dead. Eyes bloodshot, five more direct punches slammed Lan An.
He released the corpse—falling. Free hands unleashed two Gentleman Demon Subduing Fists—neutralising two punches. But three landed fully—body crashed like a sandbag.
BOOM…
Hard rock cracked. Lan An's bones nearly shattered.
Cough cough…
He struggled up, coughing blood. Yet eyes blazed with excitement. Body Cultivation advanced again—breakthrough imminent.
COCK-A-DOODLE…
The first Perfect Sixth-Order Man-Chicken—arm crippled by Lan An earlier—raged more than ever. Seeing him nearby, legs stomped—launching, diving head-first.
COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!
The other five landed simultaneously—charging the prey. Five heavenly stomps descended.
Seeing this…
Lan An's eyes turned mad. Long hair whipped without wind. Every cell operated at max. Blood boiled. Eyes crimson. Muscles exploded—body grew a size larger, veins bulging everywhere…
All power from every part of his body converged into his right arm—pulled back for momentum. Like a bomb ready to detonate…
ROAR, HOWL, SWEEP, BELLOW…
From Lan An's body—countless beast roars. Ten thousand beasts raging together. Bones cracked like breaking. Teeth clenched to shards. Legs trembled—nearly unable to stand…
The six Man-Chickens still unaware of danger—rage overriding reason. From the same direction, they charged Lan An—finally reaching…
As if waiting for this—earth-shaking roar erupted from the man's mouth:
"MAD BEAST FIST!"
Pores bled, eyes bloodshot. One brutal punch into empty air ahead…
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM…
Air exploded. Hundred-zhang radius turned wasteland. An indescribable shockwave roared from his seemingly small body—like ten thousand beasts rioting, savagely crushing everything in their path.
COCK-A-DOODLE…
Of the six Man-Chickens, only three managed to crow. Then—like fragile leaves in a storm, their bodies exploded wildly…
Two Mid Sixth-Order died first—bodies bursting into blood rain before the destructive fist force, only chunks left. Two Late Sixth-Order fared better—limbs and heads scattered, five pieces each, not fully pulverised. The two Perfect Sixth-Order still breathed—when charging Lan An they used legs to stomp. Result: both pairs of legs shattered. Bodies lay flattened in blood pools, dying convulsively—last breaths.
Mad Beast Fist—Upper True-Grade Body Art Lan An never thought he'd use. Among his current attacks, only second to Layer 2 Soul Merge Palm.
He thought, though tough, handling ten Sixth-Order beasts wouldn't require this self-destructive art. But as said—short-term Sixth Turn breakthrough needed something explosive. Mad Beast Fist—most explosive, most reckless, heaviest backlash.
Compared to the Man-Chickens, Lan An's state was no better… Adamantine Body shattered. Entire right shoulder and arm gone. Half his face exposed white skull… Body flattened in blood pool—no different from a ghost.
Every bone pulverised, appearance ruined—like mud for reshaping. Mad Beast Fist's recoil—not something his current body could endure.
Thanks to Adamantine Body boosting defense—he avoided exploding. Without it, he'd never dare use Mad Beast Fist—would've fled instead.
Though tragic victory, body incomplete—Lan An felt no pain. Only overflowing excitement.
Because his wounds began healing from inside out. Immortal Evolution Scripture glowed. Life force surged back… signalling Body Cultivation officially reached Sixth Turn—now only awaiting full recovery.
If the women saw him mutilate himself for breakthrough—they'd rage for days, no bed access…
Wait—one person, though not yet bedded…
"You hateful idiot! Breakthrough is breakthrough—why push yourself like this?!" Meng Ying's cold voice rang—no emotion, yet a tiny tremble betrayed her unrest.
Lan An smiled silently, eyes shining with spirit.
"Dumb or mute?" Meng Ying truly angry.
"The variable on Viet Long Star is unknown. I can't slack. Besides…" Lan An panted—every word excruciating.
"Besides what?" Meng Ying icy.
"Besides… must quickly find bones for you!" Lan An rasped.
The soul in the ring trembled violently. She was about to speak…
COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!
The remaining massive Man-Chicken pack—after momentary nightmare shock—saw their strongest reduced to tragedy. Utter madness, insanity…
The culprit lay pathetically there—how could they let him live? They wanted to grind Lan An to dust.
BOOM BOOM BOOM…
Countless footsteps. Terrifying number of Man-Chickens streaked through air—frenzied approach.
Seeing this, Lan An sneered fearlessly. White Moon Soul Snatch Eye glowed. Soul Force surged. Body exhausted—he couldn't lie waiting for death. Must use Soul Cultivation.
COCK-A-DOODLE…
Before Lan An could unleash Soul Explosion Art—a black shadow flashed, grabbing him, fleeing madly.
The mutated Man-Chicken…
Unknown when it regained strength—dragging itself to save its benefactor.
Lan An lay in its arms, seeing its determined eyes—smiled bitterly. This guy was spent—leaped a few dozen times, collapsed, carrying him. Quickly overtaken.
COCK-A-DOODLE…
Unable to escape, the mutated Man-Chicken carefully placed Lan An behind it. Turned, crowed loudly at its kin—eyes full of battle intent.
PFFT…
But wounds erupted. It spat blood, collapsed to one knee.
SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH…
The pack didn't miss the chance—charged, killing intent sky-high.
The mutated Man-Chicken struggled to turn—eyes full of apology toward Lan An.
But Lan An ignored it. His eyes already glowed white. Soul Force maxed—Soul Explosion Art unleashed…
POP POP POP POP…
Continuous thuds. The mutated Man-Chicken jolted—looked back. Layer upon layer of Man-Chickens suddenly lost strength, collapsing, foaming at the mouth. Its eyes widened like seeing a ghost. Never witnessed such eerie, terrifying method.
In moments—the entire Man-Chicken pack returned to the earth.
Lan An single-handedly massacred an Eighth-Rank force equivalent. Remaining Man-Chickens only Perfect Fifth-Order and below—helpless against Soul Explosion Art. But unleashing so many Soul Arts at once—blood trickled from Lan An's eyes, pain piercing his brain. He could only lie panting.
Cock-a-doodle…
The mutated Man-Chicken beside him patted its chest—signalling Lan An to relax, it would protect him.
Lan An laughed. Such loyal beasts were rare. With a thought, two Healing Pills appeared. He saved the Man-Chicken not out of kindness—convenient for breakthrough.
"Drink… one bottle each!" Lan An rasped.
The beast had decent intelligence—nodded. First poured into Lan An's mouth, then took its own.
"Rare to see you show mercy to a male," Meng Ying teased after silence.
Lan An grimaced. What's that mean? Plenty of male subordinates—ever mistreated them?
But seeing its character and talent, he didn't mind nurturing it. Future ears and eyes in Manhuang Realm even if he returned to Yuelong Star Realm.
Decision made…
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