In a high-level martial arts game, a wife is given to you at the start.

Chapter 951 The Thoughts of the Beast

Lin Qiye's body was still suspended in mid-air.

The beast's attack power far exceeded his expectations—the force of that claw strike was enough to crush a medium-sized celestial body into powder. He could feel the bones in his right arm cracking at a visible speed, the primal energy in his meridians surging chaotically, and his internal organs trembling violently.

But he didn't have time to treat his injuries.

Because the behemoth's second attack has already arrived.

"roar--!"

A deafening roar exploded across the wasteland, the sound carrying the fluctuations of some ancient law, sweeping in like a materialized hurricane. Before Lin Qiye's body even hit the ground, the sound wave had already struck his chest.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of golden-red blood spurted from his mouth.

His body tumbled dozens of feet across the layer of ashes before finally coming to a stop, carving a deep furrow. Ashes scattered everywhere, obscuring the sky.

Lin Qiye knelt on one knee, his spear planted in front of him, panting heavily.

He glanced at the giant beast out of the corner of his eye.

The giant beast did not stop. It took off on all fours and charged towards him. With each step, the layer of ashes trembled violently, leaving a crater several meters wide.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted.

We can't tough it out.

The beast's power level completely overwhelmed his current state. His cultivation, suppressed in the arena, was simply unable to withstand such an attack head-on. That claw strike just now had made him realize that this thing was beyond his current capabilities.

He had to retreat.

But the behemoth was too fast.

Before he could even stand up, the enormous black shadow had already rushed forward. Its second giant claw rose high and slammed down towards his head.

"boom--!"

Lin Qiye dodged to the side, the giant claw grazing his shoulder as it slammed down. The impact directly crushed the layer of ashes, creating a crater several meters deep, and the ashes at the bottom of the crater were instantly compressed into crystals.

The shockwave sent him flying.

Lin Qiye forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, using his spear to bounce off the ground. But before he could regain his footing, the third attack arrived.

The tail of a giant beast.

The enormous tail, like a steel whip, swept across, carrying a terrifying force capable of cleaving a mountain in two.

Lin Qiye had nowhere to avoid it.

Just as the tail was about to sweep across his body—

Three figures burst out of his body simultaneously.

Three clones.

Each one was exactly like his original self, wielding a black iron spear, their auras connected. The three clones were arranged in a triangular formation, forming a barrier in front of his original self.

"clang--!"

The first clone's spear collided head-on with the giant tail. The force was terrifying; the clone's spear bent into a bizarre arc the instant it made contact. The clone was directly struck by the giant tail, and its entire body exploded under the immense force, turning into countless dark golden specks of light.

"clang--!"

The second clone followed closely behind. Instead of taking the hit head-on, he inserted the spear at an angle into the path of the giant tail, attempting to deflect the terrifying force by dissipating it.

But the power of the giant tail far exceeded his expectations.

The spear was sent flying the instant it pierced the giant tail's trajectory. The clone was grazed by the giant tail, and half of its body disintegrated under that blow.

"boom--!"

The third clone stepped forward.

The clone made no defensive move. It gripped the spear tightly with both hands and thrust the tip straight at the weakest point at the base of the giant beast's tail at an almost impossible angle.

This was the choice made simultaneously by Lin Qiye's three clones—to use offense as a substitute for defense.

Only by truly harming the behemoth can it be stopped from pursuing.

The spear tip was precisely aimed at the base of the giant tail.

There was a small patch of soft armor, about the size of a fingernail, missing from the beast's body; it was one of the few weaknesses it had.

"roar--!"

The giant beast let out a furious roar.

Blood gushed from where the spear had pierced the wound.

But that wound was nothing to the behemoth. Its scales were too thick, and its muscles too tough. Even with the three clones employing an offensive-defense strategy, they only managed to leave a wound less than half an inch deep at the base of its tail.

But this attack successfully stopped the giant beast from pursuing them.

The giant beast stood still, its massive head turned towards Lin Qiye.

The bloodthirsty light in those dark golden vertical pupils had vanished.

Instead, there is a cold, scrutinizing gaze.

Lin Qiye knelt amidst the ashes, breathing heavily. All three clones had been shattered, the force of the impact causing his internal organs to churn. Golden-red blood seeped from his mouth, nostrils, and ears, leaving a shocking trail of dark red marks on the grayish-white ashes.

Of course, Lin Qiye didn't stop either, and suddenly retreated.

The air seemed to freeze.

The giant beast stared at him for a long time before slowly turning around.

It didn't glance at Lin Qiye again, and calmly walked towards the black mountain. Its movements were unhurried, as if the battle that had just been enough to crush Lin Qiye was merely a passing episode for it.

Lin Qiye knelt on the spot, watching the huge black figure gradually disappear into the distance.

Only when the giant beast completely disappeared into the gray-white mist did his tense nerves finally relax.

"call--"

A breath of stale air slowly escaped from his chest.

He looked down at his hands.

His hands were trembling. Three bones in his right arm were broken, and the source energy in his meridians was surging wildly as the power of the Blood Demon frantically repaired his body.

This behemoth was no ordinary primordial universe creature. It was the guardian of that black mountain. Since the attacks earlier hadn't killed Lin Qiye, it naturally wouldn't pursue him.

He can't afford to mess with things at that level right now.

"There is ample time."

Lin Qiye took out the two black jade bottles from his pocket.

The jade bottle was intact, and the wax seal on the mouth was still there. The Yuanqing Pill was still there.

He carefully put the jade bottle away and struggled to stand up.

Tearing pain shot through his body, but he didn't stop to check his injuries. He knew that every moment he stayed there increased the danger. Although the giant beast hadn't caught up, who knew what else might be lurking in that mountain?

He gripped his spear tightly and determined the direction.

Take a step toward the arena.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Each step sent excruciating pain through his body. The aftereffects of shattering his three clones had not yet fully subsided, and although the Blood Demon's power was frantically repairing itself, it still needed time.

Behind him, the fluorescent blue crystal fragment still shimmered slowly in the ashes.

The distant, black mountain still stands silently beneath the hazy sky.

Lin Qiye's figure walked further and further away across the gray wasteland, leaving a footprint with each step. Those footprints were soon slowly filled in by the newly fallen ashes.

"Hurry up... there are people waiting at home..." Lin Qiye said silently to himself.