I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

The overwhelming killing intent and sword intent swept in like a tidal wave, completely submerging the rivers.

That killing intent and sword intent were terrifying.

Jiang He felt everything go black before his eyes, cried out "Holy crap!" and lost consciousness, falling from the top of the white jade tower in a freefall!
The tower is at least several hundred meters high.

The paving stones on the ground are integrated with the entire city and are part of the "holy city" of Tianmen Pass. They are so hard that even a Fish-Dragon Realm expert would find them difficult to damage.
In addition, Jiang He is physically strong, and his flesh and blood have undergone multiple transformations, making him slightly heavier than the average person...

.........

"Look, what is that?"

Outside the white jade "Trial Tower".

Nine "young talents" have already emerged from the "Trial Grounds." They all seem to have gained something and are excitedly discussing their experiences and gains within the "Trial Grounds."

Especially Yu Wenxuan.

He has already broken through to the eighth-rank Grandmaster.

However, this trip to the Trial Tower seemed to have brought him great gains, and the sword intent emanating from him became even more sharp.

He was the "first person" among the younger generation of Western Xia.

Their talent and cultivation are both excellent.

pity……

They encountered rivers.

He wasn't a bad person, but he loved to show off and was arrogant. At that moment, he was boasting about how he had defeated the opponent he encountered in the "trial grounds" when suddenly someone shouted.

Yu Wenxuan quickly looked up.

Then a figure was seen falling from the top of the white jade pagoda.

"Seems to be……"

"Jianghe?"

Yu Wenxuan's eyes flashed as he recognized the black SSS-level battle suit Jiang He was wearing. He immediately shouted, "It's Jiang He... Quick, everyone, back up! Be careful not to get hit!"

The nine people retreated instantly.

then……

boom!
Jiang He's body crashed heavily onto the floor at the entrance of the "Trial Tower".

With a dull thud, his body bounced high into the air again, then fell back down...

Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew by.

Yu Wenxuan used his movement technique to quickly arrive beside Jiang He, squatted down, patted Jiang He's face, and called out, "Jiang He... Jiang He, what's wrong, Jiang He?"

"Are you okay?"

"Damn, no wonder he's a body-refining brute. He fell from such a height and didn't even spit out a drop of blood?"

Yu Wenxuan checked Jiang He's breathing again and found that he was breathing evenly and steadily. After confirming that Jiang He was alright, he stopped worrying about him.
Inside the "Trial Tower".

Many outstanding young talents emerged one after another.

Seeing Jianghe lying on the ground, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

At this moment, the river looks as if it is asleep.

But only you know your own pain.

He closed his eyes tightly.

What met my eyes was an endless expanse of sword intent and killing intent.

He "saw" a blade of light tearing through the sky, slashing down from beyond the heavens.

The phrase "tearing apart the sky" here is not a metaphor, description, or exaggeration, but a realistic depiction!

The sky was like a curtain, torn open by the blade light... Then a blade fell, piercing through the chest of a half-saint. The killing intent and sword intent contained in the blade instantly wiped out all the life force of this half-saint!
"This knife..."

The river is in a state of "coma".

However, his mind was crystal clear, and he secretly judged: "It seems very strong, but in reality it's just so-so. Compared to that sword that cleaved through the starry sky, it's nothing."

As for that terrifying sword intent and killing intent...

After killing a powerful demigod, they were actually quite exhausted.

However, even so...

It took Jiang He more than ten minutes to recover from the influence of the "sword intent" and "killing intent".

He slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing all the eyes looking at him, he felt a little embarrassed to say that he had "fainted," so he awkwardly said, "Hello...you're all out now?"

talking.

Stretched.

Yawned.

He said, "I slept so well... damn well. By the way, how was your haul?"

Yu Wenxuan: "..."

Sleeping so soundly?

Didn't you fall from the White Jade Pagoda?

But now that Jiang He is awake, how could he dare to say such a thing to his face?

They exchanged pleasantries.

Jiang He stood up, dusted off his battle suit, and said, "You guys chat first, I'm going to move something."

As he spoke, he climbed up the white jade pagoda again.

The young man who came out later was puzzled and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Jiang He? Is there some kind of treasure at the top of this Trial Tower?"

Yu Wenxuan said, "I don't know if it's a treasure or not, but there's definitely a big crisis... Even Jiang He was just blasted down and has been unconscious for a long time."

"hiss!"

Someone gasped, unable to contain themselves, "It's said that Jiang He single-handedly took on over 180 true disciples of the Forget-Worry Valley, killing Celestial Realm cultivators like dogs. When he underwent his tribulation, he even swallowed the tribulation clouds with a single breath... How could someone with such strength be blasted down?" "Nonsense, how could it be that exaggerated?"

"I heard that Jiang He used a Sacred Intent to summon a semi-saint-level projection..."

"Look, the river is flowing down!"

Suddenly, someone pointed at the white jade tower and shouted.

But then, from the top of the tower, Jiang He leaped down at an extremely slow speed, though unlike when he went up... he was now carrying a corpse on his shoulder.

boom!
He landed heavily.

It was as if he was carrying not a corpse, but a mountain on his shoulders!
It made a dull sound.

The group of young talents stared in disbelief at the corpse on Jiang He's shoulder, as if they had seen a ghost!
The faint holy aura and pressure emanating from the corpse made them feel as if they were carrying a mountain.

Gum!

Yu Wenxuan swallowed hard, staring intently at the corpse on Jiang He's shoulder, and asked hoarsely, "Jiang... Jiang He... what... what is this?"

He didn't even realize it himself.

I stutter a little when I speak.

"A corpse."

Jiang He looked at Yu Wenxuan with a look of "compassion for the mentally challenged" and said, "You can't even see that?"

This kid...

How stupid!
How could an eighth-rank martial arts master not even recognize a corpse?

Ignoring this group of "young talents," Jiang He said, "Alright, you guys stay here... I have to go out. I didn't expect a corpse to be so heavy!"

He took a step and walked forward.

Each step he took produced a dull thud, and the earth seemed to tremble faintly as he did so!
Jianghe walked several hundred meters away.

Only then did everyone come to their senses.

Someone murmured, "That...that's a sacred corpse?"

No one answered.

He just stared intently at Jiang He's back.

The man swallowed hard, then couldn't help but say, "At the top of the Trial Tower, there's actually a sacred corpse... How... How dare Jiang He go and move a sacred corpse?"

and……

I still carried it on my shoulder.

How could they carry away a sacred corpse in such a "humiliating" way?
How audacious!
…………

"Good weight!"

"Why do I feel like this corpse is getting heavier and heavier?"

The streets were deserted.

Jiang He gritted his teeth, his blood and qi roared, and he unleashed almost all of his basic physical strength of 700 dragons. However, the "heaviness" on his body not only did not lessen, but became stronger and stronger!

As for why he didn't carry or hold the sacred corpse, but instead chose to carry it on his back...

This is actually quite easy to explain.

How can you hug a holy corpse with a knife stuck in it?
How do I memorize it?
Boom!

Within Jiang He's body, within his flesh and blood, the special "patterns" were illuminated, and with the 50% power boost, the heavy feeling was finally relieved.

He strode towards the "east," but after walking only a dozen miles, the corpses behind him began to feel increasingly heavy.

"Fuck!"

Jiang He felt a chill run down his spine.

Won't this corpse come back to life?
A dead body.

Why is it getting heavier?
As a "sacred corpse," it's understandable that it's heavy with a powerful sacred weapon stuck in its chest, containing sword intent and killing intent... but why is it getting heavier and heavier?

But then I thought about it.

The body has been dead for who knows how many years.

Even a "half-saint" level expert can regenerate severed limbs, and even if their head is cut off or their heart is shattered, it won't be fatal... But once you're dead, you're dead. To come back to life is something that probably no expert of any level can do.
It subtly circulates Qi and blood.

Apply the techniques of the Great Sage Fist to the whole body.

2x Great Sage Fist...

3x Great Sage Fist!

4x Great Sage Fist!

Jiang He ran for another hundred miles in one breath, and the feeling of getting heavier and heavier and unable to carry him came again. Fortunately, at this time, he saw the "crossroads" ahead and Wang Wu standing at the "crossroads".

But Wang Wu seemed unable to see himself.

This seems normal.

After all, when looking at the West District from the "crossroads" back then, it was shrouded in fog due to the protective array, making it a hazy and indistinct sight.

Fortunately, this distance is not too far.

Jiang He ignited his blood and unleashed the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique," intending to break free.

only……

He hadn't even run a few hundred meters.

Suddenly a voice rang in my ears.

"Young man."

"Put me down..."

Jiang He: "???" (End of Chapter)