The elder was somewhat shocked at this scene. At this moment, the opposing figure was abnormally tall and muscular, standing over two meters tall, with a ferocious appearance resembling a gigantic monster. The elder knew that the strength in the opponent's two arms was likely beyond estimation by ordinary people. Furthermore, not only had the opponent's physique become enormous, but his speed had not slowed due to his large body; rather, he had become even faster!

In an instant, the muscular man's two arms, like those of a giant, were already hammering towards the elder, bringing with them a fierce wind!

Bang, bang, bang...

Although the elder was also a Spirit Severing Cultivator, facing such terrifying attacks from the opponent, he dared not confront them head-on. Instead, he swiftly dodged the attacks. The muscular man's punches eventually landed on the nearby sturdy trees.

For a moment, a series of booms echoed, and the trees exploded immediately, with splinters flying everywhere.

At this moment, Ding Fan, who was hiding nearby and concealing his cultivation, saw this scene and couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. The muscular man had somehow suddenly transformed into this state, and Ding Fan knew he must have cultivated some special technique that allowed him to briefly possess such an enormous body and intimidating strength.

Although Ding Fan didn't know exactly what technique it was, all cultivation techniques under heaven are interconnected. Such an astonishing technique must also consume a lot, and the muscular man couldn't maintain this state indefinitely. After all, this state was too fearful; even Ding Fan himself might not be able to face the opponent's attacks head-on.

Presumably, only Spirit Severing Late Stage cultivators and above could face him.

It was obvious that the muscular man was in an invincible state below the Spirit Severing Late Stage, and Ding Fan felt somewhat fortunate that he hadn't directly confronted them earlier. Otherwise, if these two joined forces, Ding Fan might have been overwhelmed. However, Ding Fan did not feel too afraid either.

Even though the muscular man now seemed nearly invincible below the Spirit Severing Late Stage, Ding Fan's Frost Toad might be able to handle even Early Tribulation Stage cultivators, so there was naturally nothing to worry about. Besides, the muscular man's current form was only temporary.

Though the muscular man was of Spirit Severing cultivation, presumably he wouldn't sustain that state for too long.

Ding Fan's concealment methods were incredibly powerful, and his position was very hidden, so the three of them hadn't noticed his presence. Ding Fan had nothing to worry about. He only needed to wait for the two Spirit Severing cultivators to mutually exhaust each other, and then he could strike.

At this moment, the muscular man was relentlessly attacking the Spirit Severing Elder, with not only incredible power but also remarkable speed, leaving people in shock. But the elder was no ordinary cultivator; although he dared not meet the opponent's attacks head-on, he evaded them quite skillfully.

In a short time, only a small portion of the muscular man's attacks struck the elder, with most of the vicious attacks cleverly dodged by the elder. After all, the elder was a Spirit Severing Cultivator. Although he admired the muscular man's technique, he also understood that if he persisted in dodging for a while, the opponent would be unable to sustain this state any longer.

After all, as powerful as this technique might be, in the Cultivation World, the more powerful the technique, the greater the consumption. The elder knew that when the opponent couldn't maintain his strength, that would be his weakest moment. At that time, if the elder struck with full power, he would surely defeat the opponent in one move, perhaps even killing him!

The elder dodged again and again, the muscular man's expression was tense, with anger boiling in his heart. If the opponent continued to evade like this, it would be a problem. The muscular man's aura suddenly intensified, and he launched a fierce strike at the opponent.

"Let's see how you dodge this!"

At this moment, the muscular man's speed was astonishingly fast, noticeably several times faster than before. In an instant, a giant figure in the forest frantically chased after an elder, with the muscular man's punches fiercely and swiftly pounding towards him, one after another, like a torrential downpour, making it impossible to dodge.

The elder's face changed slightly; the opponent's attacks were too fierce to avoid. The elder's brow furrowed deeply, and the faint yellow light on his body brightened as he met the opponent's fists with his palms.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of dull thuds resonated through the forest. The elder's arms grew sore; he had already channeled all his True Qi to defend against the punches, but it was still extremely difficult. The opponent's power was simply too immense, forcing the elder to retreat continuously.

Bang!

Pushed back step by step, the elder collided with a tree behind him, which immediately fell to the ground. The elder continued to retreat, knocking over tree after tree. His face looked grim, and blood was already seeping from the corner of his mouth. The elder knew that if this situation continued, he might not be able to resist the opponent any longer...

The elder already sensed some internal injury but it wasn't too severe. However, if things continued like this, the injuries would gradually worsen, making it even harder to defeat the opponent. He had long been calculating the time in his mind.

The opponent had maintained this state for some time now; even if he was a Spirit Severing cultivator, he couldn't keep it up much longer. It might soon be time for him to counterattack.

Boom boom boom...

The Elder was continuously forced to retreat by the punches of the Muscular Man, with giant trees falling one by one behind him. However, a barely noticeable smile appeared on the Elder's face. The smile was somewhat cold, full of murderous intent. The Elder was waiting for the moment, and at this time, he had a faint yellow aura of protection, so even though he was being forced to retreat, he could still endure for a period of time.

But his opponent probably won't be able to hold on for much longer!

Witnessing this scene, the Fat Man nearby was so scared that his legs went weak, and he sat on the ground unable to get up, his face full of shock and tension. He never imagined that Elder Zhao would fall into a disadvantage and even have no chance to fight back against the Muscular Man, only able to be forced back constantly, crashing into one giant tree after another.

Every time a giant tree fell with a loud crash, the Fat Man's heart would jump as if someone was violently attacking his heart, making him extremely nervous and frightened. At this time, as the sound of the giant trees falling echoed, the Fat Man seemed to find it difficult to breathe.

He knew that if Elder Zhao couldn't defeat his opponent, he wouldn't escape death himself!

"Let's see how long you can hold out?" The Muscular Man continued to force the Elder back with an insidious and pleased expression. The Muscular Man believed that not to mention his opponent being a Spirit Severing Cultivator, but even if he had an Indestructible Body, he would definitely die under his endless barrage of punches.

"I wanted to ask you the same question!" The Elder replied while defending against his opponent's punches. His arms were aching from the impact, but as time passed, he grew increasingly proud, while secretly gathering strength in his heart, ready to deliver a decisive strike that would ensure his opponent's death.

Hmm?

Hearing the Elder's words, the Muscular Man's heart was shaken, and he suddenly realized that his True Qi was almost depleted. His smile immediately vanished, and he looked angrily at his opponent. It turned out that the Elder had been dodging to continuously drag out time, waiting for the moment when his True Qi was exhausted.

The Muscular Man paused, and this time he threw both fists towards the Elder while standing still, sending the Elder flying dozens of meters back.

Rumble...

The Elder saw the fierce double punches coming and simultaneously unleashed his palms towards his opponent. At the moment of impact, the Elder felt an immense force transmitting to his arms, like a great cauldron weighing tens of thousands of pounds falling from thousands of meters in the air. The force was simply terrifying.

With a bow stance, the Elder retreated more than ten meters, maintaining a considerable distance from the Muscular Man.

At this moment, the Muscular Man quickly took a medicine pill from his chest and put it directly into his mouth. There was a hint of pain on the Muscular Man's face after consuming the medicine pill. This was a Seventh Grade Zhengyuan Pill, capable of quickly restoring a cultivator's True Qi, bringing it back to peak condition in just a moment.

Whether for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, an Emergence Stage Cultivator, or a Transcendence Tribulation Stage Cultivator, this Seventh Grade Zhengyuan Pill could restore a cultivator's True Qi to peak condition. The Muscular Man always treated it as a treasure but now had no choice but to use it, as the Elder also had Spirit Severing cultivation. Without the medicine pill, he wouldn't be able to defeat his opponent.

The Elder's face changed dramatically upon witnessing this scene, becoming very grim. He did not expect to give his opponent the chance to consume the medicine pill, and the Elder couldn't help but clasp his hands together, disappearing instantly and reappearing in front of the Muscular Man, delivering fierce palm strikes towards him.

At this time, the Elder's palm technique seemed entirely different than before, reaching a much higher level. Evidently, the Elder had unveiled his ultimate skill, and although his opponent had consumed the medicine pill, the opponent still needed time to digest and absorb it. This was exactly the chance the Elder sought to kill his opponent!

The Elder unleashed his full strength, the faint yellow circle around him suddenly expanding countless times, instantly enveloping the entire forest and even the sky. In no time, the sky turned a dim golden hue, making it seem like dusk despite being midday, with golden clouds appearing in the sky...

Boom boom boom...

The Elder's palm techniques were extremely sharp, one strike after another, accompanied by extremely hot and fierce sword-like flames sweeping through. With just one palm strike towards the Muscular Man, countless giant trees nearby were caught in the crossfire, chopped in half, their severed tops still burning with flames...

The Elder was not just using a single palm strike. His palm techniques were relentless, one after another, causing the Muscular Man's expression to change drastically. His opponent's moves were incredibly bizarre; previously maintaining a distance of over ten meters, his opponent instantly appeared before him, and his palm techniques had taken on a completely different form. The Muscular Man was shocked, and his massive arms swung towards the opponent.

After a short while, numerous wounds had appeared on the Muscular Man's body, and he felt extremely weak internally. At this moment, his True Qi was most exhausted, just as the Zhengyuan Pill's effects were beginning to manifest. For a moment, the Muscular Man's face looked very unsightly.

He no longer had time to think about anything else and could barely support his massive body, continuously defending against the Elder's palm attacks.