Chapter 635 - 264: Fubo’s Former Subordinates, Ape Demon Piercing the Heavens_3

Han Xiaoru was already considered an outstanding Body Refining Cultivator, born with extraordinary innate talent and strength far surpassing ordinary people.

However, this monkey in front of her, during his Mid-Stage Divine Martial Realm, could compete with Han Xiaoru’s Late-Stage Divine Martial Realm. It could only be said that his bloodline was exceptional, with each level-up resulting in an astonishing increase in strength.

But this speed of growth, compared to Chen Ping, naturally seemed insignificant.

Faced with three and a half million pounds of strength, the monkey’s seventy to eighty million pounds of power was like an adult hitting a child, with little chance of resistance.

However, when the monkey used his explosive techniques, at that moment, his whole body suddenly turned blood red, his arms swelled madly, and a single swing of his staff increased its power by eight or nine times.

Having six or seven million pounds of force.

This was a bit absurd.

What secret skill could be so strong?

"If I could learn it, with this power, who could possibly fight me in the same realm?"

At this moment, Chen Ping operated with all his soul consciousness, the "Innate Divinity" level, reaching 20 points of enlightenment, and started crazily operating, generating a little image in his mind, analyzing the source swiftly, and feeling a flood of inspiration, as his mind became incredibly clear.

His Qi and blood also underwent some inexplicable changes, and even his breathing became identical to that of the monkey. His arm’s movements and the rhythm of every inch of muscle were almost indistinguishable from the monkey’s.

With a spear that broke the wind roaring to the front.

Yuann Tong’s monkey eyes widened like dog eyes, almost bulging with astonishment.

What did he see?

His unique ultimate skill was learned just by a glance, although it wasn’t perfectly understood, already replicated to seventy or eighty percent of its essence.

If it were only the form, that would be fine.

But even its true intent was learned.

The strength that already weighed over three million pounds doubled in an instant, and this spear wielded an explosive force of seven million pounds.

"Good heavens, just good heavens."

The monkey couldn’t afford much thought, using all his might again and unleashing the explosive secret skill.

This time, as the spear and staff clashed, it was evenly matched, shaking the monkey to his core.

Then, he saw Chen Ping retrieve his spear, turn around, and swing it again, the impact creating a pitch-black web in space, generating fierce winds and thunderbolts, yet the spear speed was silent.

The monkey cried out, dared not to resist.

Just leaped back to withdraw.

Before the spear shadow arrived, a fierce true intention already came rushing.

His facial muscles twisted by the force like about to tear off, skin and muscle seemed about to fly off, with the golden fur on his body tightly pressed against his skin, as if it wanted to burrow in.

"I’m done for."

The monkey despaired, losing all light in his eyes.

He seemed to see the next moment, his monkey head shattered by this spear.

The opponent broke through with brute force, head-on, there was no escape.

In fact, this explosive force reaching tens of millions was like divine technique, constricting the surrounding void, binding his form, seemingly a pushing force, yet generated an infinite whirlpool-like suction.

With heaven and earth inverted, chaos reigning.

It felt like everything was going to be blown apart along with the spiritual Qi.

How could he defend?

Unless he noticed the peril earlier and escaped quickly, otherwise, he couldn’t evade this calamity.

Earlier, when the two clashed with spear and staff, they were too close, under the sudden increase of opponent’s power, no strategy worked.

"Ah, pitiful for not having grown older, still a small monkey."

Yuann Tong’s eyes flashed with sorrow, recalling some past events, perhaps, dying fighting against that cunning-faced Daoist a hundred years ago, albeit straightforward, wouldn’t be so humiliating, the ending unchanged, named traitor.

"Hah..."

The spear shadow stopped, crescent tip almost at his nose, with ten or so golden monkey hairs cut off by the force, fluttering away.

The monkey’s eyes blinked several times, barely regaining focus.

"Not dead, this time, not dead, the opponent stopped."

His heart was filled with joy.

Suddenly, with an epiphany, he knelt down swiftly, "Thank you for sparing me, lord."

’There, that’s a smart good monkey.’

Chen Ping looked with a faint smile at the golden-haired big monkey, sweating profusely, drenched like rain, thinking that for contributing such a powerful Power Transportation Technique, he would spare him.

"What secret technique did you use earlier?"

"Returning to lord, it is a secret skill obtained from the little monkey bloodline inheritance called Ape Demon Heaven-Reaching Force, not sure of its origins, the little monkey has cultivated for over three hundred years but only to minor achievement."

Minor achievement? It should be similar to Mastery Realm.

Chen Ping thought silently, his heart ablaze.

Only cultivated to the Mastery Realm, yet it could unleash nine times the force.

If mastered to Great Success or even Perfection, what then?

He looked at the attribute panel, indeed, there appeared a line of text.

[Ape Demon Heaven-Reaching Force, proficient].

Good, very good.

So, using "Innate Divinity" enlightenment like this is the right way.

Learning fleetingly, any outwardly manifest skills or techniques could be learned with eight or nine out of ten accuracy.

Yet, to learn perfectly is difficult, needing to observe several times.

And the monkey merely cultivated to the Mastery Realm, no matter how much he learned, he couldn’t exceed this realm.

"Calling me ’little lord’ doesn’t sound good."

While Chen Ping was contemplating, he casually said.

"Yes, lord, if there’s anything the little monkey can do, even if it’s risking life and limb, we won’t hesitate."

A real flatterer of a monkey, misjudged.

Chen Ping suddenly saw this golden-haired monkey differently.

Upon further thought, it made sense.

This monkey seemed truly from the Fubo Island lineage, with beasts led by dragons, near Ten Thousand Beasts Pass in the mountains, undoubtedly within the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect territory.

All beasts under the leadership of the Fubo Island’s true dragon, it naturally made sense.

However, him managing to escape from under Li Xuanji of the Celestial Secret Tower, if the mind wasn’t sharp, it would not make sense.

From Situ Yun’s fragmented memories, Li Xuanji was not someone to speak well of, even planting spies needed obedient, clever ones, those wild and unruly, disobedient ones were likely killed.

"Alright, Yuann Tong, your staff skills are good, practice more frequently."

The monkey understood immediately.

This hadn’t learned enough, wanted further learning.

Though not knowing the bloodline skill explanation, he could display it.

Thus, the monkey practiced Heaven-Reaching Power nine consecutive times, exhausting himself almost to collapse, before allowed to stop.

He wiped the sweat, came forth ingratiatingly.

"Reporting to lord, a hundred and twenty miles ahead is a little fox, might cause trouble for you, perhaps let the little monkey take a trip to bring her here to pay respects."

"Alright."

Chen Ping nodded, paused, then added, "You could tell the little fox, if obedient, the Profound Mechanism Talisman on your brows, my true self can lift."

Yuann Tong shook violently, eyes flashing with extremely complex emotions.

Bowed again, "Thank you, lord."

This time, it wasn’t superficial, but truly respectful.

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