"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Five consecutive punches of the "Thousand Mountain Fist" exploded in rapid succession, like a flowing stream, landing on the Fire Ape King's body.

The Fire Ape King, known for its immense strength, had already figured out that Tang Yan's power was slightly weaker than his own during their earlier battle, so he confidently charged forward to meet the attack.

However, the Fire Ape King underestimated the explosive power of Tang Yan’s martial techniques, unaware that each punch of Tang Yan's "Thousand Mountain Fist" was becoming progressively stronger.

The first punch saw the Fire Ape King overpowering Tang Yan in terms of momentum.

With the second punch, Tang Yan's body only swayed slightly, and the force he exerted was nearly equal to that of the Fire Ape King.

By the third punch, the Fire Ape King's body trembled as Tang Yan's power exceeded his by a fraction.

The fourth punch forced the Fire Ape King to stagger back a step under Tang Yan’s ever-increasing strength.

And with the fifth punch, Tang Yan's fist shattered the Fire Ape King's defense, causing the giant ape to retreat by three full steps.

Without the "Heart of Combat" technique, Tang Yan would not have been able to compete with the Fire Ape King in terms of speed or power. At best, it would have been a draw. However, thanks to his profound understanding of combat, Tang Yan’s movements were seamless and fluid, allowing him to take full advantage of every opportunity and counterattack with devastating force.

A fierce gleam flickered in Tang Yan’s eyes as he unleashed the sixth form of the "Thousand Mountain Fist" without hesitation.

The surrounding air warped under the immense pressure, and a violent gust of wind accompanied his punch, striking the Fire Ape King with tremendous force.

"Boom!"

The massive body of the Fire Ape King was sent flying by Tang Yan’s punch, crashing heavily to the ground.

The survival of the fittest, nature’s law, had once again been proven true. The powerful Fire Ape King was no match for Tang Yan. Without hesitation, Tang Yan drew his long sword and skillfully slashed it through the air in a precise arc, aiming for the Fire Ape King's throat.

As the Fire Ape King fell, the remaining Fire Apes looked on in terror, their eyes wide with disbelief. The mighty king, nearly a god in their eyes, had been defeated by this human.

"Howl!" With their leader gone, the remaining Fire Apes scattered like frightened dogs, fleeing in all directions.

Tang Yan didn’t pursue them. Instead, he retrieved a dagger and expertly slit the Fire Ape King's head, obtaining a crimson beast core.

He placed the core into the Heavenly Creation Cauldron, where it was immediately refined, sending a surge of energy through his body.

As the beast core was absorbed, Tang Yan felt his mind sharpen. He had achieved a significant improvement in his cultivation. His time spent training in the wild had been incredibly fruitful, and he had progressed from the Yellow Grade 8th Rank to the Xuan Grade 1st Rank in just under two months. The speed of his advancement would astonish many.

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With ten days left in his training period, Tang Yan didn’t want to waste any time. He retrieved a map from the long-eagle, marking the location of his next target—a third-grade spiritual beast, the Stone Tiger.

For the next several days, he would intentionally suppress his own strength, taking on more challenging opponents. He would fight against beasts that typically required Yellow Grade 9th Rank to resist, but he would challenge them with the power of a Yellow Grade 8th Rank, or even a Yellow Grade 7th Rank, to improve his pressure tolerance.

True to the power of his "Heart of Combat," Tang Yan found it much easier to handle battles now, and after six days, he had taken down three third-grade beasts. However, he had no intention of continuing to challenge these powerful beasts. Instead, he spotted a magnificent waterfall, a natural training ground, which caught his attention.

The waterfall was about 40 meters high and 16 meters wide, with water cascading down in a grand display of force.

Tang Yan decided to spend the remaining days of his training refining his skills by practicing the "Thousand Mountain Fist" beneath the waterfall.

While the waterfall was only twice the size of the previous one, standing under it meant enduring multiple times the gravitational pressure, making it an ideal training environment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Tang Yan, a relentless cultivator, eagerly entered the waterfall’s path and began practicing his punches with great enthusiasm.

Under the almost thirty times normal gravity, he endured the crushing weight, forcing himself to hold firm, gradually adapting to the pressure.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of punches echoed as he practiced the technique relentlessly, improving with each strike.

By the end of the fifth day, Tang Yan had advanced from only being able to execute three punches to completing the fifth form.

Calculating the time, he realized that tomorrow, it would be time to return to Yun City.

As the training session came to an end, a bold idea surged within him—what if he practiced the "Flame Burst Palm" under the waterfall?

This skill required Xuan Grade power to properly control, and Tang Yan, with only the first rank of Xuan Grade, wondered if he could master it. While challenging, the prospect thrilled him. If successful, his "Flame Burst Palm" would be exponentially more powerful.

"Poof!" His first attempt failed.

"Poof!" His second attempt failed again.

Each time he tried, the force he generated was dispersed by the waterfall's power. But Tang Yan refused to give up.

As the final day drew near, the waterfall suddenly erupted with a massive surge of energy, and a powerful aura shot straight up, colliding with the falling water.

"Explode!" With a shout, a thunderous crack sounded.

The waterfall, over 40 meters high, was instantly shattered by the explosion of force.

Tang Yan was stunned by the sheer power of the impact. As he gazed at the waterfall collapsing in front of him, he marveled at his own growth.

Two months of training had culminated in this powerful moment.

Emerging from the waterfall, Tang Yan let out a long, echoing howl, his voice resonating through the air, startling nearby wild beasts.

Ignoring the approaching night, Tang Yan swiftly walked back toward Yun City, his body moving with lightning speed.

When he arrived at his family estate, the sky was still dark, but he returned to his room like a shadow, barely making a sound. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought that his room had been kept spotless, likely due to the cleaning by the maid, Xiao Cui.

Tang Yan paused for a moment, remembering his grandfather, Tang Ling. Using his knowledge from his previous life, he could tell that his grandfather's condition had worsened. Through subtle observation, Tang Yan had discovered that Tang Ling had an internal ailment.

With this in mind, Tang Yan felt a wave of concern for his grandfather. He had already gathered the necessary medicinal materials and prepared for the day he reached Xuan Grade to begin refining pills that would help cure his grandfather's condition and restore his health.

Now that everything was ready, Tang Yan entered the pill refining room, ready to begin his next important task: refining medicinal pills for his grandfather’s recovery.