Yang An scoffed.

It wasn’t that he looked down on these Primordial Feeding Realm Demon Fiends... No, that was a lie.

He absolutely looked down on them!

They shattered with a single touch and couldn’t even heal. It made no difference how many came.

So he didn’t bother wasting any more words; he might as well let them all attack at once.

As Yang An’s voice echoed, a clamor immediately erupted from the darkness. The ambient temperature seemed to plummet.

Clearly, his words had enraged the creatures lurking in the shadows.

A huge crowd of Demon Fiends immediately charged out of the darkness, kicking up a violent, fetid wind as they all rushed toward Yang An.

In an instant, Yang An was surrounded by innumerable Demon Fiends. But he just snorted coldly, raised a fist, and charged forward.

A chaotic battle of one against many had begun!

A chaotic battle of one against many had ended!

CRACK...

Yang An rolled his neck. He had finally gotten to stretch his muscles a bit. The warm-up was over.

At his feet, foul-smelling flesh and blood were piled high. The area had become a slaughterhouse; every Demon Fiend that had dared to approach was now dead. Not a single one had been spared.

Yang An’s gaze pierced the depths of the darkness.

"Any more?"

The darkness was deathly still. There was no reply, not a single stir.

Just then, a plume of cyan smoke drifted in, sweeping across the ground and carrying away all the shattered Demon Fiend remains.

Seeing this, Yang An thought to himself, ’What a waste.’

’The revival of the Earth Spirit Stele requires flesh and blood, but I can’t take out the remnants of the Seal while Elder Monk Hai Shu is watching. I can only stand by as all this is taken away.’

In the blink of an eye, the ground was swept clean.

Although Yang An was also in the Primordial Feeding Realm, his pure Physical Power already put him in a completely different league.

Without a doubt, it was time for stronger Evil Demons to appear.

THUD!

A sudden sound echoed as a figure over ten feet tall leaped out from the darkness.

’This aura... A Visceral Stone has arrived.’

At this close range, Yang An could perceive the Evil Demon’s Cultivation Level with perfect clarity.

But Yang An felt no nervousness. Instead, a surging battle lust welled up within him.

’Compared to the various Light Magic I’ve mastered, it’s so dull when a single Technique just kills all my enemies.’

’Close-quarters combat using a Body Refining Technique, the feeling of fist meeting flesh—that’s what’s truly exciting.’

’After all, who doesn’t enjoy a good physical clash?’

As long as he could ensure his own safety, this kind of close-quarters battle was actually a form of enjoyment for Yang An, as well as an opportunity to hone his combat skills.

The Evil Demon that appeared charged straight for Yang An. Its massive body sprinted forward, its footfalls making THUDDING sounds on the ground.

’Let’s test it with a punch!’

Yang An raised his hand to meet the charging Evil Demon and threw a single, clean punch.

The Evil Demon was sent flying backward, a basin-sized bloody hole torn through its chest.

Yang An had still only used his pure Physical Power for that punch. But after the Evil Demon was sent flying, its wound began to heal rapidly.

The Immortality of a Visceral Stone was truly troublesome. The only way to win was to obliterate it into dust in an instant.

In just a couple of blinks, the injured Evil Demon had almost fully healed. Then, more Visceral Stone Evil Demons emerged from the darkness.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

He threw several more punches, sending all the Demon Fiends flying and splattering the ground with blood.

However, the Demon Fiends quickly began to recover and heal once more.

Fighting a Visceral Stone with his current pure Physical Power wasn’t an issue. The problem was that pure Physical Power couldn’t kill it.

This was Yang An’s conclusion after landing several punches.

’Looks like I’ll have to try adding the Power of Dust.’

Yang An was curious about the kind of damage Dust could inflict.

Elder Monk Hai Shu had previously said that while Dust lacked the destructive force of Light Magic, it was still an extremely damaging substance to both Cultivators and Demon Fiends.

’Let’s see just how destructive it is.’

Yang An clenched his fists. Immediately, faint, star-like specks of Golden Radiance appeared on them.

Eyeing the Evil Demons, Yang An shot forward like an arrow.

His physical speed was incredible. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of one of the Evil Demons and threw a punch.

The Evil Demon let out a wretched howl as it was sent flying once again.

Meanwhile, Yang An had already moved on to the other Evil Demons, landing several more punches in quick succession.

Once he came to a stop, Yang An finally took a look at the Evil Demons he had struck.

The injuries were just as gruesome as before, but this time, the Evil Demons were unable to heal quickly.

They writhed and twisted on the ground. Black smoke now billowed from their mangled wounds, as if something was searing their flesh and preventing their Immortality from healing them.

’So this is the destructive power of Dust?’

’It’s decent enough. It has its uses.’

’Dust has a unique counter to Immortality. This Body Refining Technique truly is extraordinary.’

However, having already witnessed the destructive power of Light Magic, the damage caused by Dust was barely enough to catch Yang An’s interest.

The fallen Evil Demons struggled to rise, even though their wounds had yet to heal.

But Yang An had no intention of giving them the chance. He rushed forward again, landing a few more solid punches that ensured the Evil Demons would never stand again.

New Evil Demons continued to emerge from the darkness, though in far fewer numbers than the ones from the Primordial Feeding Realm.

He wondered if Elder Monk Hai Shu was pulling the strings, because none of these Evil Demons seemed to possess any special techniques or abilities. Yang An dealt with them easily.