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“Sumeru Mountain King Codex…”

Watching Xiangshan strike with a single punch, flipping the battlefield and then restoring it to order, Zhang Yu’s mind flashed with information about Xiangshan’s technique.

“Military-grade martial technique from the Civil Engineering Department of Demon-Beast University—Sumeru Mountain King Codex.”

“Like Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Moving Might, it's a martial technique that manipulates Earthfiend Gravity.”

“But unlike the direct manifestation of the Heavenly Kunlun technique, the Sumeru Mountain King Codex borrows the weight of the earth, adding the heaviness of mountains to each punch and kick. It also allows the user to transfer the force their body endures into the ground and mountain.”

From the clash between Xiangshan and Mo Shangjin, Zhang Yu instantly realized that Xiangshan had used the entire arena’s weight to crush Mo Shangjin.

Then, after Mo Shangjin resisted with Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Moving Might, Xiangshan redirected the force into the arena itself, slamming the arena—momentarily lifted—back down again.

Following that strike, both fighters surged with aura, preparing for their next blow.

Behind Mo Shangjin, flesh churned as a red ribbon emerged, spiraling around his neck, shoulders, and arms—one of the Seven Absolutes Law Husks: the Skin Husk. It allowed Mo Shangjin to harness leaking Earthfiend Gravity to enable anti-gravity flight.

In this state, Mo Shangjin barely needed to exert force. Wherever his will went, his body followed under the influence of anti-gravity—giving him peak agility, minimal energy cost, and lightning-fast response in aerial combat.

It also freed up more power for Mo Shangjin to fight and construct.

As the crimson ribbon fluttered, Mo Shangjin's figure blurred and shot skyward, soaring over a thousand meters in the blink of an eye.

“Xiangshan! Let’s take this to the skies—don’t involve the spectators!”

With a thunderous shout, Xiangshan sneered. His massive legs stomped ripples into the air as he launched himself like a cannonball toward Mo Shangjin.

“Trying to distance me from the earth to weaken my Sumeru Mountain King Codex? Mo Shangjin, you could’ve just said so—why the pretense?”

As he spoke, countless grains of sand and soil from the arena suddenly lightened. A terrifying weight gathered into Xiangshan’s fist, warping the air as it hurtled toward Mo Shangjin.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, Mo Shangjin formed hand seals. His previously unbroken arms split apart, transforming into four arms, each with interlocking gaps that allowed them to normally appear as just two arms—minimizing the burden on his Law Husk synchronization rate.

This was the Arm Husk, another of the Seven Absolutes Law Husks.

The upper pair folded behind Mo Shangjin’s head, forming a seal.

Boom!

Above Mo Shangjin’s head, a source of Earthfiend Gravity materialized, radiating powerful waves of Earthfiend fluctuations.

As the waves swept over Xiangshan, he felt like he had entered a liquid field of mercury, his body slowing involuntarily.

But Xiangshan wasn’t surprised—he had seen this move before when fighting Mo Shangjin.

He knew that once Mo Shangjin entered the four-arm state, the upper pair would maintain a seal to generate this gravity source, steadily amplifying its force.

Any attack approaching Mo Shangjin would be repelled, slowed, or stalled by this field.

But that wasn’t enough to stop Xiangshan.

“Mo Shangjin!”

“Come face me!”

Muscles bulging, Xiangshan stepped forward again, blasting through layers of air pressure as he charged.

Then—another gravitational pull tugged at him from below, as if invisible hands were trying to yank him back to earth.

“Zhang Yu…”

Xiangshan’s gaze sharpened as he glanced down and saw Zhang Yu manipulating Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Moving Might to tug at his body from below.

Sensing Mo Shangjin above and Zhang Yu below—two forces pressing in—Xiangshan understood their plan.

“Trying to restrain me together? Wear me down?”

“You think you can?!”

Xiangshan roared, surging with blood and mana. His skin visibly darkened from gray to pitch-black.

Then red circuit-like patterns emerged along his pulsing veins, forming intricate spiritual circuitry across his skin.

Zhang Yu’s eyes lit up. He knew human veins and vessels weren’t that symmetrical—it had to be the effect of a Law Husk.

“A military-grade Law Husk?”

Before Zhang Yu could think further, the Earthfiend Gravity he’d locked onto Xiangshan suddenly vanished.

“What?”

Xiangshan, now pitch-black, seemed like a slippery black fish—every attempt Zhang Yu made to anchor him was easily dodged.

Worse, Xiangshan’s speed kept increasing. After a few bursts, he was already in front of Mo Shangjin.

Zhang Yu realized it wasn’t just evasion—

“He’s absorbing it.”

“That skin of his is absorbing the Earthfiend Gravity we apply, and even using it to boost his own momentum—that’s why it felt like he slipped away.”

At the same time, Zhang Yu activated the Appraisal Technique. His ocular Law Husk revealed Xiangshan’s Law Husk details.

“Cataclysm Vajra Type-IV—military-grade Law Husk capable of absorbing external force and converting it into enhanced mobility… The bane of all martial techniques.”

“Though called a Skin Husk, it’s basically armor—probably immune to external disruption techniques like Magnetic Meridian-Severing Hand.”

While Zhang Yu pondered, Xiangshan was already exchanging blows with Mo Shangjin again, his mountain-heavy fists raining down.

Mo Shangjin’s gravitational source above his head glowed brighter, sending out Earthfiend waves to slightly slow Xiangshan’s blows.

Meanwhile, Mo Shangjin clenched his fists. White mist rose from his hands—the Arm Husk had activated Comet Bomb technique, his fists like meteorites clashing against Xiangshan’s.

Crackling explosions rang out in midair. The two clashed fist to fist, unleashing thunderous booms that echoed across the sky like dueling storm gods.

But with every clash, Mo Shangjin felt his power being absorbed into Xiangshan’s skin, while internal pressure in his body grew under the barrage.

Suddenly, Mo Shangjin spread his fingers. His artificial meridians pulsed violently as layers of Earthfiend Gravity channeled through him, converged, and fired—a wave-cannon straight at Xiangshan.

Boom!

The ground behind Xiangshan erupted. Several meters of rock pulverized, leaving a crater the size of a sports field.

Xiangshan, hit dead-on, let out a roar as his tusks extended—and without pause, he charged again.

Mo Shangjin’s heart sank: “Even the Earthfiend Gravity Wave Cannon from the Seven Absolutes Law Husk didn’t work?”

Though each of the Seven Absolutes had its strengths and could greatly amplify Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Moving Might, Mo Shangjin knew—they weren’t military-grade.

Against Xiangshan’s Sumeru Mountain King Codex-enhanced military-grade Law Husk, they just couldn’t win head-on.

As he pondered, Xiangshan struck Mo Shangjin square in the chest. The blow hit like a mountain, sending him crashing toward the earth.

While Xiangshan and Mo Shangjin clashed overhead, Zhang Yu kept trying to interfere, while flipping through the Appraisal Technique for more on the Cataclysm Vajra Type-IV Law Husk.

“Thank you for watching Tigerclaw Company’s military-grade Law Husk presentation…”

Seeing Mo Shangjin getting overwhelmed in the sky, Zhang Yu cursed, “Damn ads!”

“Skip it!”

Burning spirit coins, he forcibly bypassed all advertisements and finally reached the Law Husk’s description.

“Statement from Myriad Artisans Sect… huh?”

It was a Tigerclaw model military-grade Law Husk—but the first page featured a disclaimer from the Myriad Artisans Sect.

Zhang Yu cursed again: “So this Tigerclaw product was copied from Myriad Artisans? And you didn’t even change the company name in the statement?”

He remembered that the Myriad Artisans Sect was a reputable enterprise under the Ten Thousand Techniques lineage.

He flipped quickly through the descriptions. The watermark “Vajra Forge” hadn’t even been scrubbed out.

“You all copied from Vajra Forge?!”

Deciding not to waste time figuring out who copied whom, Zhang Yu focused on the Law Husk’s capabilities.

The more he read, the more he frowned.

“With our current state, there’s no way we win head-on. This Law Husk completely counters Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Moving Might.”

Resolving himself, Zhang Yu’s figure flickered as he prepared to execute the fallback plan he and Mo Shangjin had agreed upon—if Xiangshan couldn’t be beaten head-on, take out his teammates first.

Meanwhile, Xiangshan grabbed some of Mo Shangjin’s splattered blood mid-air and gulped it down.

Only after swallowing did he turn to Zhang Yu.

“Hmph.”

“Giving up on a fair fight?”

“How disappointing.”

As he spoke, Xiangshan’s trunk aimed at Zhang Yu. A rumbling came from deep within his chest and gut, and beams of black light shot toward Zhang Yu.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!

The black beams swept the ground, corroding everything in their path. Thick black smoke surged forth.

To survive in Demon-Beast University, Xiangshan’s internal organs had long been modified with high-purity Law Husks. These, combined with his body-refining techniques, constantly purified him of bacteria, viruses, and even Earthfiend Qi.

The waste products from this purification—accumulated toxins from air, food, medicine, and spiritual pollution—were expelled through his nasal Law Husk as deadly "contamination cannons."

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