I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Chapter 148: Chapter 108 Crisis of Life and Death, The Moment to Draw the Sword!_i

Translator: 549690339

Meng Chong clenched his fists. The Great Sun Golden Bell Shield was unleashed to its extreme, and a golden glaze-like great bell faintly appeared around his body, enveloping him within.

“No matter what your purpose is, if you think you can kill me, you’re delusional!”

Even though he sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from Blood Spirit Child, he was not afraid nor did he plan to flee.

“Hopelessly stubborn!”

Blood Spirit Child’s expression turned cold.

“Then I shall personally take your life!”

With a raise of his hand, a palm strike was thrust out, and a blast of chilly air roared forth, transforming into a gloomy beam of light that arrived in an instant. The light exploded with a bang, spreading out like a spiderweb of silk threads, attempting to envelop Meng Chong within.

Meng Chong’s expression grew tense, his eyes revealing shock. He immediately bellowed and punched out.

The glaze-like golden light seemed to transform into thunder, booming forth, as fierce as a howling tempest. In a mere moment, it utterly shattered the shadowy, web-like force that was enveloping him!

Blood Spirit Child’s face changed. “Fierce as fire, supremely yang and rigid? You cannot be allowed to live!”

His figure flickered like an apparition, his hands chillingly pale as if they were ghostly claws, and he instantly lunged towards Meng Chong’s chest.

Bang!

The golden bell cracked, Meng Chong staggered, his fists striking like thunder and lightning, roaring forth. The tempest of thunder and lightning swirled, the punches heavy and numerous, covered with the gold glaze light.

“What Cultivation Technique is this?”

Blood Spirit Child failed to breach the golden bell’s defense with his strike, his expression shifted, and like a spectral figure, he floated away, increasing the distance between him and Meng Chong.

His expression also became more solemn.

The strength of the young horseman was astonishingly powerful, surpassing even the top Martial Artists.

Even Grandmasters might find it difficult to handle him.

Meng Chong glared furiously, the momentum of thunder and lightning surrounding him. The golden bell became more substantial, and a faint sound of bell ringing could be heard.

“A demon cult?”

As soon as Blood Spirit Child made his move, Meng Chong felt a familiar sensation.

Xue Wuxin!

The other’s shadowy force was purer than Xue Wuxin’s, more ruthless, and stronger.

“Heh, you recognize our demon cult?”

Blood Spirit Child chuckled darkly, his figure growing elusive, turning into multiple ghostly shadows in the air, as the cold aura engulfed the surroundings.

It was as if the battlefield was turning into a place of ghastly haunts!

Meng Chong’s heart sank. Why would someone from the demon cult come to the Border Wilderness?

The other seemed intent on targeting his blood essence!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

His heart thudded violently, waves of qi and blood surged forth, coursing through his body. The Great Sun Golden Bell Shield was utilized to its ultimate extent, his flesh emanating glaze-like golden light.

The image of the golden bell enveloped him.

This was the first time Meng Chong used all his strength.

The ghastly aura kept surging relentlessly, but it could not affect him.

However, the figures in front of him were ghostly and elusive, difficult to capture.

“Is Senior Wu a demon cult powerhouse? Has he always hidden his true strength?”

“Impossible! Could it be that he just looks exactly like Senior Wu?”

Meng Chong pondered gravely.

The person in front of him looked exactly like Senior Wu.

Yet, he could not fathom why suddenly, he became a demon cult powerhouse, and an exceptionally strong one at that.

Xie Lingfeng had introduced the demon cult to him. In the Inner Domain, it was an extremely powerful force with many powerhouses. Xue Wuxin was not considered formidable among the demon cult’s strong ones.

“Which Grandmaster of the demon cult are you?”

Meng Chong asked in a deep voice.

“Heh heh, mere prey has no right to know my name!”

Blood Spirit Child laughed sinistrally and suddenly his figure blurred, closing in on Meng Chong, a claw striking towards Meng Chong’s chest.

Boom!

Meng Chong threw out a punch, the furious force of the thunder and lightning punch pouring out, but Blood Spirit Child’s figure vanished in an instant, already appearing behind him.

Pfft!

A claw ripped a crack in his golden bell, the five fingers like hooks, grasping onto his back.

Hiss!

Meng Chong’s qi and blood trembled, the golden bell vibrated outwards. As he turned around to throw a punch, Blood Spirit Child’s expression slightly shifted, his figure once more retreating elusively.

“Kid, what Cultivation Technique is this, and why is your body so strong?”

His heart was filled with amazement.

Such a golden bell-like defense was incredibly strong, the likes of which he had never seen before.

And that body, so formidable that it was shocking—as if even steel couldn’t compare to the toughness of his flesh.

His claw, which could pierce steel, when it grasped the other’s body, only left behind five white marks without even breaking the skin!

“You have no need to know!”

Meng Chong stepped forward, chasing Blood Spirit Child, his fists constantly thundering out. The force of the thunderous gale swept across, intimidatingly powerful.

Blood Spirit Child’s figure weaved like a phantom, elusive and constantly dodging the thunderous punches. Suddenly, seizing an opportunity, he aggressively closed in, circling and tearing open Meng Chong’s golden bell defense at his back.

As Meng Chong roared and turned to attack, Blood Spirit Child swiftly ducked close to Meng Chong’s chest, viciously swiping his claw. The golden bell shattered, his claw grasping onto Meng Chong’s chest.

At this moment, Meng Chong felt a sharp pain in his chest. His qi and blood roared wildly, with the golden bell vibrating fiercely, turning into a powerful force, pressing down on Blood Spirit Child.

Blood Spirit Child’s claw failed to kill Meng Chong, and his figure once more retreated in a blur.

His expression now solemn, yet he was more excited.

The stronger Meng Chong’s physique, the greater the benefits he would reap once he devoured him.

Not only could he become younger, have a solid foundation, but his physical strength could also surpass most Martial Artists.

The thought alone thrilled him.

“The heavens favor me, Blood Spirit Child, to have bestowed such blood prey upon me!”

Meng Chong looked down at the five blood marks on his chest. This was the first time his defense had been breached since he had practiced the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield, the first time someone had injured his flesh..