Chapter 120: "You Are Grandmaster Hong!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The air detonated repeatedly as fierce energy surged and churned. The deafening roars of collision from their unleashed powers echoed endlessly through the subterranean space. Three beast-transformed Orcs—a voluptuous woman, a burly middle-aged man, and a white-haired elder—attacked from all sides. Tang Mubai did not need physical contact to engage them; the mere clash of their energies across the void released violent shockwaves that pulverized everything in their path.

Amidst the ear-splitting din, clouds of dust, debris, and splintered wood were whipped into a frenzy by the swirling currents of force. By the end of the skirmish, not a single Orc who had inhaled the mist remained standing. Those killed instantly lay in mangled heaps, while the survivors writhed on the ground, still howling in drug-induced delirium. The walls on either side of the combat zone were riddled with cracks from the relentless barrage of energy, and the concrete floor was left in ruins, pitted with deep craters and jagged fissures.

"Roar!"
"Awoo!"

The shouts of the three Orcs rang out incessantly. As they fought, their apprehension grew. Their widened eyes were filled with shock, terror, and disbelief. Their massive frames trembled uncontrollably. Facing three opponents alone, Tang Mubai was not only holding his ground but growing stronger with every exchange. Was he even human? Each of them had slain many human Master-level martial artists, yet none of those victims could compare to Tang Mubai. In particular, the density of his physical body seemed even more bestial than their own.

By now, all three Orcs had manifested "Blood-Colored Shields" to bolster their defenses, which shimmered in opposition to the "Body-Protecting Qi" surrounding Tang Mubai. After another round of struggle, the three exchanged guttural signals, deciding to unleash their ultimate strike. They had originally hoped to drag out the fight until Tang Mubai was exhausted or drained of vital energy, but his momentum was relentless, his strength seemingly bottomless. They dared not wait any longer; if they continued to stall, they would surely be the ones to fall.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Accompanied by three thunderous bellows, the trio lunged forward, their massive forms cloaked in bloody shields as they poured their full power into a simultaneous assault on Tang Mubai.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull, heavy thuds echoed through the underground chamber. Tang Mubai, shielded by his internal Qi, moved with lightning speed. He unleashed his "Cloud-Rolling Hand," directing waves of energy in three directions, meeting force with force as he countered the incoming trio.

"Pfft!"
"Ugh!"
"Argh!"

Muffled impacts, screams, and the spray of blood erupted almost simultaneously. As the attacks of the voluptuous woman, the burly man, and the white-haired elder were shattered, their massive bodies were hurled backward by the sheer force of the collision. They slammed into walls and crashed onto the floor, crushing the other mist-intoxicated Orcs beneath them, turning the lesser creatures into sprays of gore as their bodies snapped and their skulls burst.

[Vitality +181]
[Vitality +172]
[Vitality +166]

The retrieval notifications flashed through his mind. Tang Mubai, his body wreathed in rising white mist, did not pause. He stomped down, shattering the concrete floor, and launched himself like a bolt of lightning toward the burly man on his right, his "Cloud-Rolling Hand" already in motion.

"Awoo!"

The burly man’s pupils contracted. With a roar, he scrambled to his feet to defend himself.

"Whoosh!"

The "Cloud-Rolling Hand" hummed with the sound of a tiger’s roar, sweeping forward with overwhelming power toward the burly man. Just as the strike was about to land—

*Swish!*

Tang Mubai, mid-sprint, suddenly spun around. The massive palm print of condensed energy between his hands lashed out ferociously behind him.

"Boom!"

The air exploded, and chaotic energy surged through the chamber. A bone-white spear glistening with blood-red light hung in the air less than half a meter from Tang Mubai’s chest, emitting a piercing, shrill whistle. Behind the spear stood a fourth Orc—a creature with the head of a hound and a human body. It was surrounded by a malevolent aura, its terrifying presence sweeping through the room, its scarlet eyes fixed hatefully on Tang Mubai.

A Commander-level…

There were not three, but four Commander-level Orcs hiding in the underground space! This dog-headed Orc had remained in the shadows, waiting until now to launch a surprise attack from behind. Tang Mubai had sensed it in advance and shifted his aim, blocking the strike. The surging energy from his "Cloud-Rolling Hand" acted like a thick mire, binding the white bone spear and preventing it from advancing even an inch.

"Roar!"

Seizing the opportunity, the burly man let out a howl and brought a crushing blow down toward the back of Tang Mubai’s head.

*Bang!*
*Boom!*

The ground shattered and debris flew. Tang Mubai vanished from his spot, and the burly man’s strike hit nothing but air.

The bone spear, no longer resisted by Tang Mubai, continued forward due to its momentum. With a wet *thwack*, it pierced through the burly man’s abdomen, sending a spray of blood onto the ground.

"Bastard!"

The dog-headed Orc gnashed its teeth and hissed in rage. Without waiting for the burly man to react, it ripped the spear free and turned to find Tang Mubai. What greeted it, however, was a ten-meter-long blade of searing crimson flame.

"Careful!"
"Get out of the way!"

The terrified cries of the voluptuous woman and the white-haired elder rang out suddenly. As the dog-headed Orc turned, its fur stood on end. Without a second thought, it brandished its bone spear, attempting to block.

*Crack!*

The bone spear snapped in two.

*Pfft!*

A massive spray of blood misted the air as the dog-headed Orc’s upper and lower body were sliced clean in two from the chest down. The edges of the wound were neat and smooth, wreathed in wisps of smoke.

"Splat!"

Finally, the wound in the burly man’s abdomen widened as blood erupted from his body. His massive frame was sent flying backward through the air until, with a loud *bang*, he disintegrated into pieces, his mangled remains thudding heavily onto the ground.

[Vitality +291]
[Vitality +289]

The retrieval notifications flashed through his mind. A sudden, heavy silence fell over the dim underground space. With a single strike, the dog-headed Orc and the burly man had been killed! These were two Commander-level Orcs, and they had died just like that! The voluptuous woman and the white-haired elder were stunned. The remaining Orcs were equally dazed; as the effects of the pink mist faded, they stood there, blank and mindless.

In the silence, the voluptuous woman finally regained her senses. Seeing the Flaming Bone Blade that had suddenly appeared in Tang Mubai’s hand, she trembled. "You... you are Grandmaster Hong!"

"You know of Grandmaster Hong, too?" Tang Mubai turned his head, eyed her, and grinned. "It seems you lot have quite a bit of nerve, daring to show your faces on the surface again."

As his voice trailed off—