“Waaah! You little brat, how dare you treat your Seventh Master’s words as if they were nothing!”

The burly man, carrying two ox-tail broadswords, bellowed and pointed down at Li Hai, who was already dozens of feet away, his eyes wide with rage:

“Lads! Quickly, shoot this furry devil into a hornet’s nest!”

“Yes, Seventh Master!”

The bandits on various levels of the stockade tower responded in unison, all pulling back their bowstrings with a series of clicks, and then hundreds of thick arrows whizzed towards Li Hai’s entire body.

At the same time, the burly man also roared and flew out of the tall stockade tower, spreading his arms and gripping his blades, descending like a hawk from above, accompanied by bursts of piercing sonic booms, and similarly lunged at Li Hai, who stood on the downhill slope.

However, facing these two fierce attacks about to strike, Li Hai merely raised his arm and extended his palm, aiming it vaguely forward, his face expressionless—he unleashed a palm strike from a distance.

Boom!

In that instant, a blazing torrent, as thick as a train engine, erupted from his palm, like a Kamehameha from “Dragon Ball,” instantly blasting the burly man, who was flying through the air, unable to turn back, and was pale with terror, along with the dense rain of arrows whizzing up from below, and the tall stockade tower dozens of feet behind him, all into large plumes of scorching smoke and dust.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Accompanied by deafening explosions and continuous vibrations, like a thousand thunders striking the earth, the extremely arrogant burly man, under this attack resembling a small natural disaster, naturally turned into dust along with his blades in the very first instant, leaving no corpse behind. The wooden stockade tower behind him was also largely vaporized, broken in half at the waist.

As for the hundreds of bandits who had originally hidden in this stockade tower, after this incident, only a dozen or so lucky ones who had been squatting closest to the edge remained. At this moment, they were scrambling out of the ruined structures of the two remaining halves of the tower, frantically running and crawling, then uniformly kneeling before Li Hai, who was walking towards them, kowtowing and crying out for their grandfathers and fathers non-stop.

However, Li Hai had no mind to kill them at this moment, simply because he himself was shocked by his own attack.

Heaven is my witness!

Li Hai had only intended to blast these bandits into bloody mist from a distance, but why did it turn into a visible True Qi cannon when he unleashed his True Force?

This drastic change in style left Li Hai utterly bewildered.

So, he mimicked Frieza, suddenly raising a finger, channeling his immense True Force to the tip of his finger, aiming at a bandit who was kneeling and begging for mercy, and then pointed into the air.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a sharp, whistling sound, a slender beam of light instantly shot out from Li Hai’s fingertip,

Piercing through layers of air, it completely blew off the bandit’s skull, splattering red and white matter all over the two bandits on either side, terrifying them into wailing, screaming, and crawling frantically on the ground.

But before the two could crawl two zhang, several more blazing beams of light rapidly pursued them from behind, cutting both of them into two halves, front and back, and they died tragically on the spot.

The other bandits present, witnessing the gruesome deaths of the two, also trembled with fear and dared not move an inch, all kneeling in a neat row, not even daring to breathe loudly.

However, Li Hai had no mind to bother with these cowards, only closing his eyes in Spiritual Focus, savoring the several True Force attacks he had just unleashed, pondering the various profound changes within them.

It was also through this contemplation and pondering that he fully comprehended what the so-called True Energy Martial Path truly was.

It turned out that its core essence was still the True Force system of Zhengchuan Martial Arts.

However, in this unfamiliar region of the Xia Alliance Chaotic Land, all invisible True Force containing solidified martial arts will,

Whether it was released externally through hands, feet, blades, or swords, or whether it leaped through space to erupt within or outside the enemy’s body.

Ultimately, it would create a peculiar resonance effect with the excessively violent and restless vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, thereby transforming into a tangible, high-energy fluid that, through a real spatial path existing between the enemy and himself, achieved the corresponding attack effects.

Thus, under this strange mechanism, Li Hai’s attack just now, which was clearly an intangible True Force from a distance,

Suddenly transformed into a dazzling ‘Kamehameha’ after the True Force was released.

And this drastic change in the style of attack also left Li Hai clicking his tongue in amazement, feeling it was extremely interesting.

However, this form of attack was a bit too high-profile and crude, making Li Hai, who was accustomed to silently instantly killing groups of enemies, slightly unaccustomed to it.

“But in a sense, this Xia Alliance Chaotic Land is like enabling martial arts True Force attacks to contain a considerable degree of magical destructive power.”

Li Hai muttered, stroking his chin, “But this so-called True Qi bombardment, formed by True Force resonating with external vital energy, seems a bit too scattered and chaotic when actually used.

It’s completely impossible to perform various precise operations like back in Great Jing; ultimately, it can only be unleashed without restraint, but…”

A wild grin suddenly bloomed on his face: “But it’s really satisfying! Far more satisfying than chanting spells and performing hand seals!”

Immediately, Li Hai looked down at the row of bandits kneeling before him, casually picked one, and asked coldly:

“Hey, what faction do you belong to? Have you heard the name Anping Xi?”

Upon hearing the question, the bandit immediately replied:

“Reporting to the Great Hero, we are not any faction; we just follow Xionghei Wei Seventh Master to make a living. We have never heard the name Anping Xi either.”

“Xionghei Wei Seventh? That’s the burly man just now, right?”

Li Hai asked again, “Then why are you hiding in this area? Are you trying to plunder Jing Dynasty people coming from outside the mountains? And this stockade tower, did you build it too?”

“Great Hero, that is not the case.”

The bandit honestly said, “Seventh Master received news from somewhere that a caravan would pass through here in a while, so we came to this place.

Coincidentally, someone built an ancient tower at this intersection, so we set up camp here, waiting for the caravan to arrive, and then—”

“And then you waited for me, right?”

Li Hai sneered, “Then do you know what this area is called? Are there any famous Schools or powers nearby?”

“This—” The bandit shook his head blankly, “This, I’m not too sure.”

“Not too sure? Then die.”

Frowning, Li Hai drew the long-unused crimson steel whip from his waist and casually flicked it.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the bandit turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground.

After Li Hai flicked off the red and white matter from the steel whip, he asked the next bandit again:

“What about you? Do you know?”

The bandit, trembling like a sieve, quickly nodded: “I know, I know! This humble one knows!”

Li Hai coldly bared his teeth: “Then speak!”