“Mount Sumeru King Scripture…” As Xiangshan’s single punch righted the world that Mo Shangjin had upturned, information about Xiangshan’s cultivation method flashed through Zhang Yu’s mind.

“The Mount Sumeru King Scripture, a military-grade martial art from the Department of Civil Engineering at Heavenly Demon University.”

“Like the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power, it’s a martial art that manipulates telluric gravity.”

“However, its manifestation is vastly different from the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power. The Mount Sumeru King Scripture borrows the weight of the earth, allowing the user to infuse the heaviness of a mountain into every punch and kick. It can also transfer incoming force into the surrounding mountains and earth while the body withstands the impact.”

Zhang Yu watched the recent clash between Xiangshan and Mo Shangjin, realizing that Xiangshan had used the weight of the entire arena to press down on Mo Shangjin. After Mo Shangjin countered with the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power, Xiangshan redirected that force back into the arena, once again suppressing the recently lifted ground.

Immediately after that exchange, both combatants’ auras surged, signaling the start of their next fierce confrontation. Mo Shangjin’s flesh rippled on his back, and a red sash emerged from within, coiling around his neck, shoulders, and arms. This was the Skin Dharma Bone, one of the Seven Absolute Dharma Bones, which allowed Mo Shangjin to utilize dissipated telluric gravity for anti-gravity flight.

In this state, Mo Shangjin barely needed to exert any power himself; his body would simply fly wherever his mind willed it, propelled by anti-gravity. This allowed him to move at high speeds through the sky with maximum agility, minimal energy consumption, and the fastest reactions. It also conserved more of his strength for combat and construction.

With the crimson sash fluttering, Mo Shangjin’s figure blurred, and he shot upwards over the arena, reaching thousands of meters into the sky in the blink of an eye. “Xiangshan! Don’t involve the audience; let’s fight in the sky!” he roared. Xiangshan responded with a sneer, his thick legs creating ripples in the atmosphere as he launched himself like a cannonball directly towards Mo Shangjin’s position.

“Mo Shangjin,” Xiangshan taunted, “if you want to distance me from the earth and weaken the power of my Mount Sumeru King Scripture, just say so. Why pretend?” As he spoke, the countless grains of sand and earth in the arena suddenly felt light. A terrifying force converged on Xiangshan’s fist, emitting visible distortion ripples, as he violently struck towards Mo Shangjin.

Concurrently, Mo Shangjin, still in the sky, formed hand seals. His previously intact arms separated into four, each with hollowed-out sections. These hollowed areas allowed the arms to fit together seamlessly, making them appear no different from his usual two arms when not in use, and not adding extra burden to his Dharma Bone synchronization rate. This was the Arm Dharma Bone, one of the Seven Absolute Dharma Bones.

His upper two arms bent, forming a seal behind Mo Shangjin’s head. Suddenly, a telluric gravity source appeared above Mo Shangjin’s head, emitting waves of telluric fluctuations. As these waves swept over Xiangshan, he felt as if he had entered a pool of mercury-like liquid, and his body involuntarily slowed down.

Xiangshan was clearly not surprised by this effect; he had encountered this technique before in previous encounters with Mo Shangjin. He knew that once his opponent entered the four-arm state, the upper two arms would maintain a sealed posture, generating this gravity source and continuously accumulating power to strengthen its intensity. Any attack approaching Mo Shangjin would be repelled by this gravity source, entering a state of deceleration or stagnation. However, this was not enough to stop Xiangshan.

“Mo Shangjin!” “Come and fight!” Xiangshan roared, his muscles bulging as he took another step, creating layers of air currents, and continued to charge at Mo Shangjin. But the next moment, Xiangshan felt another surge of telluric gravity pulling at him from afar, like countless invisible hands trying to drag him fiercely towards the earth. “Zhang Yu…” Xiangshan’s gaze sharpened, his peripheral vision catching Zhang Yu on the arena floor below. Indeed, Zhang Yu was employing the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power to drag Xiangshan’s body.

Feeling Mo Shangjin and Zhang Yu, from above and below, suppressing his body across a great distance, Xiangshan understood their strategy. “Do you intend for two of you to control me and wear me down?” he bellowed. “Can you even manage that?” With a furious roar, Xiangshan’s vital energy and magic power surged violently. His skin visibly began to transform from its original gray to pure black. As his skin darkened, crimson patterns emerged along his pulsating meridians and blood vessels, forming intricate and beautiful spiritual circuits across Xiangshan’s entire body.

Observing this, Zhang Yu’s heart stirred. He knew that the body’s natural meridians and blood vessels could not appear so perfectly structured; this had to be the result of a Dharma Bone’s modification. “Is that Xiangshan’s military-grade Dharma Bone?” Before Zhang Yu could ponder further, he suddenly felt the telluric gravity he had locked onto Xiangshan disappear.

“What?” After Xiangshan’s skin turned black in mid-air, he seemed to become an ungraspable black fish. No matter how Zhang Yu activated the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power, Xiangshan easily slipped past each attempt, making him impossible to pin down. On the contrary, his speed increased, and after a few aerial sprints, he was already in front of Mo Shangjin. At this point, Zhang Yu realized: “He’s not slipping away; he’s absorbing. This guy’s skin is constantly absorbing the telluric gravity we apply, even using it to enhance his own impact force. That’s what created the feeling of him ‘slipping’ away.”

Simultaneously, Zhang Yu activated the Treasure Appraisal Art, and information about his opponent’s Dharma Bone appeared in his eye-sockets. “The Kalpa Flow Bright King Type IV, a military-grade Dharma Bone capable of absorbing external forces and enhancing self-mobility… it’s practically the bane of all martial arts techniques.” “Though described as a skin Dharma Bone, it’s more like a layer of armor; it’s probably impossible to sever its functions externally with the Primal Magnetic Meridian Severing Hand.”

While Zhang Yu was deep in thought, Xiangshan had once again reached Mo Shangjin, repeatedly striking him with mountain-heavy fists. The gravity source above Mo Shangjin’s head flickered, strengthening once more, as waves of telluric force swept over Xiangshan’s body, slightly weakening his impact. At the same time, Mo Shangjin clenched his fingers into fists, his hand Dharma Bone emitting white vapor as it automatically executed the Comet Strike technique. Like holding a shooting star, he met Xiangshan’s onslaught with a powerful counter.

Amidst crackling explosions, the two combatants in mid-air exchanged punch for punch, clashing with terrifying force. Like two thunder gods, they generated countless echoing roars that reverberated through the heavens and earth within seconds. Yet, with each impact, Mo Shangjin felt most of his power being absorbed by Xiangshan’s skin, while the internal pressure within his own body intensified under the opponent’s relentless bombardment.

Suddenly, Mo Shangjin spread his fingers. His artificial meridians vibrated violently within his arms, transmitting and converging layers of telluric gravity, then unleashing it as a wave cannon directly at the nearby Xiangshan. With a thunderous explosion, the ground behind Xiangshan churned. Several meters of rock strata turned to dust under the violent vibrations, and a deep, sports-field-sized crater appeared on the earth amidst the furious winds.

Xiangshan, who had taken the direct hit, roared, his tusks suddenly enlarging. Without a moment’s pause, he charged at Mo Shangjin once more. Mo Shangjin’s heart sank as he witnessed this. “Even the telluric gravity wave cannon from the Seven Absolute Dharma Bones is useless?” Although each of the Seven Absolute Dharma Bones had its unique advantages and could greatly enhance the power of the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power, Mo Shangjin understood that they were not military-grade Dharma Bones after all. Facing Xiangshan, who was powering a military-grade Dharma Bone with the Mount Sumeru King Scripture, it was proving impossible to directly contend.

Lost in thought, Mo Shangjin was struck in the chest, feeling as if a mountain had crushed him, and he plummeted violently towards the ground. While Mo Shangjin and Xiangshan fiercely battled, Zhang Yu tried to interfere with their opponent while quickly reviewing the information about the Kalpa Flow Bright King Type IV military-grade Dharma Bone in his Treasure Appraisal Art.

“Welcome to the introduction of military-grade Dharma Bones from Jihhu Group…” Seeing Mo Shangjin completely suppressed in the sky, Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, “Damn this broken ad!” “Skip it!” With the burning of spiritual coins, Zhang Yu skipped all the ads, finally seeing the introduction of Jihhu Group’s military-grade Dharma Bone. “Wandao Artisan Sect Statement… Huh?” Zhang Yu confirmed it was indeed a Jihhu brand military-grade Dharma Bone, but the first page displayed a statement from the Wandao Artisan Sect. He mused, “Damn Jihhu brand, so this military-grade Dharma Bone is a copy of ours, from the Wandao Artisan Sect? They even forgot to change the company name in the statement, didn’t they?” Zhang Yu recalled that the Wandao Artisan Sect was a well-known enterprise in the Ten Thousand Laws lineage.

He then quickly flipped through the introduction, noticing the faint watermark of “Vajra Profound Creation” still visible on the screenshots. “Wait… are you all just copying Vajra Profound Creation?” Too lazy to care who copied whom, Zhang Yu focused on the content of the military-grade Dharma Bone’s description. The more he read, the more he frowned: “In our current state, our chances of winning a direct confrontation are too low. This Dharma Bone is practically a perfect counter to the Heavenly Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Divine Power.” With this thought, Zhang Yu’s figure flickered. He decided to proceed with his and Mo Shangjin’s original plan: if direct defeat of Xiangshan proved too difficult, they would first deal with his teammates.

Meanwhile, Xiangshan, who had knocked Mo Shangjin down with a single punch, reached out and snatched the blood that had splattered from Mo Shangjin, bringing it to his mouth. With a gulp, Xiangshan swallowed Mo Shangjin’s blood, then finally turned his gaze to Zhang Yu. “Hmph,” he sneered. “Giving up on a direct confrontation, are we? How disappointing.”

As he spoke, Xiangshan’s trunk aimed at Zhang Yu’s location. With a mighty roar from his chest and abdomen, streaks of black light violently shot towards Zhang Yu. Amidst whooshing sounds, the black light swept across the ground, corroding the earth wherever it passed, and a dense black smoke billowed forward.

To survive at Heavenly Demon University, Xiangshan’s internal organs had long been transformed into Dharma Bones with high purification capabilities. These, combined with his body-refining cultivation method, constantly fought against all external bacteria, viruses, and even malevolent qi. The metabolic residue from air, food, medicine, malevolent qi, and various pollutants acted like highly concentrated toxins, which Xiangshan could release through his nasal Dharma Bone as a “pollution cannon” attack.