The Devil's Tribulation

Uncle Niu disappeared after leaving the capital. Compared to Uncle Niu who easily defeated four Nascent Soul cultivators, Pan Chengfeng had a very difficult time in the Red Mountains before he was promoted to the third level of the Body Refining Realm. In order to adapt to his new strength, Pan Chengfeng had been training in the water pond for three months.

Summer is fading, and autumn and winter are here. A little snow has fallen in the Red Mountains. It starts snowing in autumn, and the temperature in the mountains can be seen. Pan Chengfeng is shirtless, meditating by the pool. In the past few months, not only has Pan Chengfeng adapted to the new powerful strength, but he has also been cultivating his body and mind. He cannot lose himself because of the powerful strength, which is a precursor to becoming possessed. As a modern person, Pan Chengfeng understands many things better than others. Therefore, the course of cultivating his body and mind has been taken seriously by Pan Chengfeng early on. After these few months of hard work, he has gradually become familiar with the strength. In the past month, there has been no loss of control of the strength.

The sky gradually darkened, and Pan Chengfeng opened his eyes. He sat there for another whole day, and his recent practice was mainly based on meditation. Pan Chengfeng's state of mind was also sublimated to a certain extent. After looking at the sky, Pan Chengfeng got up and returned to the cave. A fireball spell lit up the entire cave, and he sat down in front of the stone table. With a thought, a pile of spiritual herbs appeared on the table: "It's time to prepare to practice the Overlord Fist." After counting the spiritual herbs again, Pan Chengfeng decided to use the spiritual herbs to practice the Overlord Fist tonight!

Although the practice of Overlord Fist is not as dangerous as the promotion, Pan Chengfeng is still very cautious. After all, it is a killer move, and it must be practiced well without any accidents. Everything is ready. Pan Chengfeng took out the Qiankun Ding, threw the auxiliary medicine into it, and began to boil the medicine soup. When the liquid in the cauldron turned into a viscous green, Pan Chengfeng threw the three main medicines into it. Seeing the three main medicines gradually blending into the soup, Pan Chengfeng decisively took off all his clothes and jumped into the cauldron.

Sitting cross-legged, letting the liquid medicine submerge him, Pan Chengfeng began to practice Overlord Fist. Although his body did not feel the pain he felt when he was promoted, it felt like someone was stabbing him with needles, one, two, three, countless needles: "Fuck, don't call yourself a physical practitioner! Call yourself a self-torture practitioner! You have to endure the pain of thousands of needles stabbing your body just to practice a special move!" Pan Chengfeng trembled all over, feeling the pain brought by the liquid medicine, and gritted his teeth to practice Overlord Fist. Pan Chengfeng was covered in white gas, and his skin slowly turned light red. The blood circulation in his body was getting faster and faster, and his skin color was getting redder and redder. White gas was gushing out of Pan Chengfeng's capillaries frantically, and slowly the white gas began to turn light red. Pan Chengfeng was now like a kettle emitting red steam, and the lid of the kettle seemed to be overturned at any time. Pan Chengfeng felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven, and the blood in his body was flowing faster and faster, as if it would not be able to withstand the pressure at any time and spurt out.

After a few hours, the red gas became more and more, and the whole cave was filled with blood-colored mist. Pan Chengfeng's pain continued. The Overlord Fist was constantly running, and the blood circulation had reached an incredible speed. All the blood vessels in the body emerged, like moving earthworms, which was creepy. Pan Chengfeng, who had been gritting his teeth and persisting, suddenly shouted: "Drink it!~" The red gas slowly faded, and gradually turned white again. The blood circulation slowly returned to normal, and the color of the skin changed from red to light red, and finally returned to the original color.

After another hour, the green liquid in the cauldron became clear, and Pan Chengfeng opened his eyes. He exhaled heavily and said, "Fortunately, it should be considered a success." Before, when Pan Chengfeng was about to give up, he decisively used the Overlord Fist to the extreme, and his body seemed to have reached a bottleneck. Then, Pan Chengfeng felt as if something broke out of his body, and everything came naturally.

After getting up and putting on his clothes, Pan Chengfeng felt his situation. Then a smile slowly appeared on his face: "I am now in the initial stage of the third level of physical training, with a strength of 60,000 kilograms and a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, which can be compared with the high-speed trains in my previous life. With the light body technique, my speed will reach a terrifying level." Suddenly, Pan Chengfeng activated the Overlord Fist, and a light red gas surrounded his body, and his skin also turned light red, which looked a bit weird. Pan Chengfeng looked at his fist, and punched the rock wall directly through the air. The moment the fist was swung, there was an explosion in the air. "Pah! ~" A half-meter deep fist mark instantly appeared on the rock wall! Pan Chengfeng grinned: "This move is called hitting the bull from behind the mountain. The wind from the fist can be so strong! Now let's see how long I can last with the Overlord Fist at this level!"

Pan Chengfeng walked out of the cave, came to the edge of the pond, and started to punch. He stopped only after the trees around him broke. Pan Chengfeng panted heavily, and his body slowly recovered. He said with some regret: "This state is my current limit. It has increased my strength by about 1.5 times, my speed has increased a little bit, and the increase in physical strength is negligible. It seems that I have just started to learn the Overlord Fist, and I am still halfway to the small success! It's a pity that this state can only last for 20 minutes at most. If it lasts longer, my body can't bear it. It seems that I can only use it to save my life. Normally, I can only operate it to %, which doubles my strength. I can last at least an hour at %. If I can't win, I will run away decisively." Pan Chengfeng wiped the sweat off his face and jumped directly into the pond to take a bath. Although he had the cleansing technique, if conditions permit, Pan Chengfeng still prefers to wash like this.

After returning to the cave, Pan Chengfeng took out the Hunyuan Body Refining Technique and turned to the last part, which was the part that recorded the Overlord Fist. It turned out that the Overlord Fist and the Hunyuan Body Refining Technique complemented each other. Pan Chengfeng also discovered this when he turned to the chapter on unique skills. In addition, in the entire book of skills, only the Overlord Fist was recorded, and no other unique skills or moves were recorded.

Pan Chengfeng read it carefully. Although he had read it countless times, it is better to be careful. After closing the book, Pan Chengfeng thought: "According to the records of the unique skills, if you want to practice the Overlord Fist to a small success, you must at least practice the fifth level of the Bone Refining Realm. And you must pay attention to improving your body's toughness. It doesn't mean that you can practice the Overlord Fist to a small success after reaching the fifth level. It seems that the fifth level is just a threshold. The unique skills also record a few spiritual herbs that can improve physical strength, but there is no record of how to find them. But you can tell from the names that they are all some exotic flowers and herbs. There is no hope of getting them without opportunity." After thinking about the Overlord Fist, Pan Chengfeng lay down and fell asleep. Although there was no fighting these days, his body and mind were not at ease at all. It was not until today when he got started with the Overlord Fist that Pan Chengfeng felt relieved.

After seeing the power of the Divine Transformation cultivator, Pan Chengfeng has always felt a sense of urgency. However, that Divine Transformation cultivator was just a deacon who ran errands in the Beast Taming Sect. Above the deacons, there are supervisors, and above the supervisors, there are protectors, hall masters, elders, and above them, there are the sect master and the ancestor! Pan Chengfeng usually didn't show it, but the pressure in his heart was still very great. After all, the cow had been blown out, and if he slapped himself in the face in front of Xin'er, Pan Chengfeng felt that he didn't need to live anymore, and he had no face to live.

Pan Chengfeng slept until dawn, stretched and said, "I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time." He looked around and said, "I have been here for more than a year, it's time to leave." Pan Chengfeng cleaned up the cave and threw all the daily necessities into the storage ring. He found a rock nearby and blocked the door of the cave, thinking, "I don't know if I will come back in the future, so I'll leave it like this for now." Then he seemed to remember something, moved the rock away, and re-entered the cave. After a while, he came out and laughed, "This is foolproof." After blocking the door again, Pan Chengfeng set off.

The journey was uneventful, and Pan Chengfeng soon returned to Panjia Village. Standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the familiar village, Pan Chengfeng said with some emotion: "Human beings are so tenacious. Only a year has passed, and everyone has returned to a peaceful life." Walking on the country road, many villagers recognized Pan Chengfeng, but they were not sure. Pan Chengfeng had not been back for a year. Although his face had not changed much, his body was very strong and he was already 1.8 meters tall. Pan Chengfeng came all the way to his dilapidated house. Because it was at the end of the village, his small house was not destroyed. After Pan Chengfeng went in, he packed a few clothes. These were all bought in Li County before. This time he was going out to make a living, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back, so he had to take them all with him.

After packing up, Pan Chengfeng came to Li Xiucai's house according to his memory. He was relieved to find that the family was fine. He then went forward and shouted, "Is Dachun at home?" After a while, Dachun came out and saw Pan Chengfeng. He asked uncertainly, "Brother Chengfeng?" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "It's me, Brother Dachun." After hearing the confirmation, Dachun was so excited that he went up to Pan Chengfeng and grabbed his arm and said, "Where have you been for more than a year? Everyone thought you died that day, but your body could not be found. Everyone said that you might have been taken away by the wolves." After saying this, his eyes were red. Pan Chengfeng was moved. There are still many people in this world who care about him.

Pan Chengfeng patted Dachun on the shoulder and said, "I happened to be in the mountains that day. When I came back, I saw wolves all over the village, so I hid." Dachun gritted his teeth and said, "Those beasts killed more than a hundred people in the village! Almost every household has someone killed. The villagers were scared and wanted to move the village westward, but the village chief said it was just an accident, and if it was too far away from the mountains, it would be difficult for the villagers to support themselves by farming alone. The ancestors of Panjia Village have lived here, and that kind of thing has never happened before." Pan Chengfeng nodded and said, "The village chief is right. We still have to live in the mountains and cannot leave here. Things like that will never happen again."

Dachun looked at Pan Chengfeng with some surprise and asked, "How did you know?" Pan Chengfeng smiled and changed the subject, "Brother Dachun, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I plan to go out and try my luck." Dachun was not surprised at all and nodded, "I studied hard this year and I will definitely do well in the exam this year. When I become an official, I will definitely benefit the villagers and the people!" Pan Chengfeng nodded and said, "Okay, let's work hard together!" They both laughed, and Pan Chengfeng asked, "Where are the villagers buried? Take me to see, I want to pay my respects."

Dachun brought Pan Chengfeng to the south of the village, where the villagers were buried after death. Looking at more than a hundred new graves, many of them were people Pan Chengfeng knew, such as Uncle Cheng, Huzi, Erdan... familiar names, and many villagers who had helped Pan Chengfeng. They were all dead, just because that bastard wanted to survive and killed more than a hundred innocent villagers! And those damn wolves! That white wolf king! Pan Chengfeng's eyes were wet, and he swore in his heart: "Just wait for me! If I don't kill you all one by one, I will be a fool in this life!!!"