Chapter 753: Ant Can't Resist

Beimu was naturally delighted by Lu Shanjun's "overconfident" remarks. He was happy regardless of whether Lu Wu was captured by Mr. Ji or directly slain by the Golden Armored Divine Generals, as being captured usually meant there was no coming back.

"Then I'll just wait to see you achieve victory, Brother Lu. If you really can't win, just run."

Lu Shanjun cast a cold glance at Beimu, narrowing his eyes.

"What, aren't you going in?"

"How could I dare disturb your enjoyment, Brother Lu! I'll go deal with that cultivator named Kun. Such protectors are as steadfast as iron, and my demonic arts are better suited for cultivators anyway."

With that, Beimu vanished without further ado. Lu Shanjun didn't know if he would truly confront the cultivator or when he would make a move, but he figured that as long as the cultivator was under the protection of the four Golden Armored Divine Generals, even a demonic figure like Beimu wouldn't find an opportunity. It was a perfect excuse for inaction.

Discarding all distractions, Lu Shanjun solemnly faced the four Golden Armored Divine Generals ahead. Indeed, Kun Muchen and his original four white-light protectors were almost completely disregarded by him.

The four Golden Armored Warriors gradually focused their gaze on Lu Shanjun. They didn't recognize him, but they could sense the demonic energy on him seemed to be boiling, with strands of it escaping, looking dense and eerie.

Even so, the four Golden Armored Warriors still looked at Lu Shanjun with a condescending "scorn." Even if the Golden Armored beings truly possessed self-awareness, they would never feel the need to alter this attitude.

"It's been a long time since I've fought with full power!"

Lu Shanjun's voice was slightly hoarse now. He harbored a small thought: a fight against these Golden Armored Warriors could be considered them testing his cultivation on behalf of his master.

From the moment the Golden Armored Warriors appeared until Lu Shanjun prepared to act, only two short breaths had passed. At this moment, Lu Shanjun had cast aside all distractions, his mind solely focused on achieving victory in combat.

"Roar!"

"Slay the demon!"

Lu Shanjun's tiger roar and the Golden Armored warriors' low growl erupted simultaneously. The next instant, Lu Shanjun's wild demonic energy surged skyward, and his figure vanished from his spot.

The ground shattered, sending fragments of rock and soil flying. A terrifying whooshing sound rapidly approached the Golden Armored figures—a sound that, from its sheer volume, clearly conveyed immense power.

'I've long heard that the Golden Armored Warriors possess infinite strength. Today, I'll experience it firsthand and meet your immense power head-on!'

No sooner had the thought formed than Lu Shanjun's fist was before a Golden Armored warrior. The warrior, seemingly having anticipated the demon's intent, extended a right arm with an open palm to block.

Against the backdrop of the massive red palm, Lu Shanjun's fist appeared much smaller. The moment fist met palm...

The surrounding air rippled, then violently erupted outwards with hurricane-force winds. Some nearby trees were even torn from the ground, their roots ripping with a creaking sound.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

The sudden gale generated in that instant was strong enough to tear flesh near the epicenter of the clash. As Lu Shanjun attacked, Kun Muchen had already retreated with his own protectors, confident that if this demon could be dealt with, his four protectors would have no trouble fending off the other demonic figure.

However, this retreat quickly spiraled out of Kun Muchen's control. He was practically shoved backward by the fierce wind, nearly crashing into a mountain behind him. After stamping his foot and leaping up, he and his four protectors were blown a hundred zhang away.

In the distant foothills, the Golden Armored warrior's feet sank half a foot into the ground, but its body didn't retreat an inch. The other three Golden Armored Warriors stood upright and slowly spread out to its sides.

Lu Shanjun's initial strike had no effect, which he had anticipated. He instantly disengaged, knowing that simply relying on brute strength would make it very difficult to budge the Golden Armored Warriors.

Taking more than a dozen quick steps, Lu Shanjun swiftly retreated to the top of a slope. Intense demonic energy continuously emanated from him, now completely shrouding the surrounding sky.

"Rumble..."

Dark clouds covered the sky, crackling with lightning. The next moment, with a "whooshing" sound, a torrential downpour began, and Lu Shanjun vanished from the hillside once more.

The four Golden Armored Warriors remained completely motionless, then, in a single instant, they all suddenly burst into motion.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Four colossal thuds shook the ground as four streaks of golden light shot out in similar directions. Despite their seemingly heavy strides, they left no cracks in the mountainous terrain or rocks.

As the four Golden Armored Warriors passed through, the heavy rain was pierced into four distinct sheets of water, allowing their movements, as they tore through the water screens, to be clearly seen.

Jin Ding threw a punch, Jin Yi delivered a kick, Jin Bing struck with a palm blade, and Jin Jia gripped with both hands.

"Splat..."

Lu Shanjun extended his hand into a claw, dodging punches and kicks. When evasion was impossible, he parried, redirecting the force. The torrential rain exploded with booming sounds, showering shattered rocks and mud.

Lu Shanjun barely managed to evade Jin Jia's final grapple, using his claw to leverage Jin Yi's kick and dodge. The giant red palms grazed his scalp, and the close airflow seemed to rip at his iron-hard skin, while a "smack" made his ears ring.

With a thud, before Lu Shanjun could steady himself, his footing suddenly gave way. Below him, the ground had collapsed into a deep pit where a Golden Armored warrior had stomped.

'Not good...'

Lu Shanjun's scalp tingled, and the hair on his body stood on end. In his eyes, a red, armored fist, clad in golden armor, was rapidly growing larger.

"Whoosh... bang..."

Jin Yi's punch landed squarely on Lu Shanjun's crossed, defensive hands, instantly tearing through his protective demonic energy and striking his copper-skinned, iron-boned body. A circular curtain of rain exploded at the point of impact, and Lu Shanjun was sent flying like an exploded ball, enduring tearing pain.

'Hm? The force is off!'

In that instant, Lu Shanjun immediately sensed a difference. This Golden Armored Warrior wasn't as strong as the first one. When he first saw the punch coming, he thought he'd lose half his life, but while the pain was intense, the injury wasn't severe.

But in the time it took for that thought to cross his mind, as Lu Shanjun was sent flying backward, his ankle tightened. Under the intense tearing of inertia, his constricted pupils saw a large hand grasp his foot.

"Roar----"

The demonic roar surged like a tide, swirling the wind and rain across the sky. Instantly, thunder boomed, and multiple lightning bolts struck down.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Lightning poured down on the Golden Armored Warriors. Lu Shanjun distinctly felt a slight change in the grip on his ankle; the force seemed to loosen slightly. Yet, he also clearly perceived that one of the four Golden Armored Warriors was completely unaffected by the lightning.

Before Lu Shanjun could think further, powerful force once again surged through his leg, and he was lifted and slammed into a nearby mountainside.

The rocky mountainside shattered on impact, while the rest exploded into countless fragments. Even with Lu Shanjun's formidable demonic physique and the fact that it was only Jin Bing holding him, the impact was excruciating. Before he could recover from the pain, the tearing sensation returned as he was dragged out of the debris and violently hurled against another mountainside.

"Rumble..."

As the mountainside shattered, the Golden Armored warrior was already upon him, right arm raised, fine currents crackling on its fist. The unadorned fist descended into the shattered rock.

'Cannot be hit!'

Lu Shanjun felt as if he'd been electrocuted, sensing an incredibly terrifying aura from that fist, akin to facing the might of heaven during his tribulation.

"Roar..."

Roaring, Lu Shanjun disregarded everything else. His leg muscles swelled, fur and sharp claws emerged, and a whip-like yellow and black tail lashed against Jin Bing's arm, forcibly breaking free at the last second.

"Rumble..."

The Golden Armored warrior's fist missed Lu Shanjun, but the rocky mountainside, already half-destroyed by Lu Shanjun's previous impact, completely disintegrated under this punch. The sound was louder than the thunder above, and the entire mountain began to tilt and collapse with a deep rumble.

High in the distance, Kun Muchen watched the battle with a solemn, shocked expression. A little further away, Beimu, invisible and hovering in the air, also observed the distant conflict.

The combatants moved incredibly fast. From a distance, it appeared as golden flashes as the divine generals continuously struck with punches and palms. Lu Shanjun's movements were too fast to discern; only his shifting demonic energy provided clues. However, the impacts he sustained were clearly visible, especially as even a mountain peak had collapsed.

'Tsk tsk tsk... those hits looked brutal, but this Lu Wu is certainly formidable...'

Even without participating directly, Beimu could discern some details. Lu Shanjun was constantly changing his moves at the limits of his ability, clearly afraid to clash head-on with the Golden Armored Divine Generals. He sought to defeat his enemies through extraordinary speed and agility.

However, when his sharp claws landed on the Golden Armored Divine Generals, they mostly only produced a shower of sparks, without even making their bodies flinch. Even striking what appeared to be exposed red skin still resulted in sparks.

"Roar... roar..."

Lu Shanjun's roars shook the heavens and the wilderness. His body continuously expanded, and his fur lengthened, clearly indicating he was transforming into his true form.

'Lu Wu is about to reveal his true form! What exactly is he?'

Beimu was also immensely curious about Lu Shanjun's true form, though he didn't consider that seeing it for the first time might also be the last.

He recalled how incredibly difficult even one Golden Armored Divine General had been when trying to free Tu Siyan. This time, there were four, and in such a short engagement, Lu Wu was forced to reveal his never-before-seen true form. Beimu, for his part, would "help out" when necessary. As long as he could break free from the agreement he made with Ji Yuan, what was sacrificing an inconvenient Lu Wu?