C6 Rage Potion

The following morning, Yang Rui, accompanied by a hundred of his elite guards, departed Oakenbreak Town with great fanfare, heading directly for Blackrock Crest.

They reached the base of Blackrock Crest in no time, tethering their hundred warhorses and leaving two guards to keep watch. With the remaining guards, Yang Rui proceeded towards the blackstone mine.

Meanwhile, the thieves Wang Liang had stationed at the foot of the Crest spotted Yang Rui's party and swiftly relayed the news of their arrival.

By the time Yang Rui and his men reached the blackstone mine, Wang Liang was already there, quietly waiting with over a hundred of his thieves.

"I've brought the ten thousand gold coins. Where is Yang Ann?" Yang Rui asked Wang Liang, his voice steady.

With a gesture, Yang Rui signaled his guards to place a wooden chest before him and open it, revealing the glittering gold coins.

"Quite the show of wealth! Bring out Yang Ann!" Wang Liang exclaimed, his eyes gleaming as he admired the gold. He gestured, and two of his thieves brought the frail Yang Ann forward.

"Release Yang Ann, and the ten thousand gold coins are yours," Yang Rui declared, his tone icy upon seeing Yang Ann's weakened state.

"It's a deal!" Wang Liang confidently gestured again, directing his thieves to bring Yang Ann to Yang Rui.

The thieves quickly delivered Yang Ann to Yang Rui, handing him over to the Yang family guards before taking the chest of gold coins back to Wang Liang.

"Kill him!" Wang Liang commanded coldly, his attention shifting from the gold coins to Yang Rui.

To him, the ten thousand gold coins were merely a starter. The real prize was eliminating Yang Rui and seizing control of the blackstone mine.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The thieves erupted into battle cries, brandishing their weapons as they charged toward Yang Rui.

"Tyrant's Halberd Technique!"

Unfazed by the sight of over a hundred thieves charging at him, Yang Rui raised his Celestial Pike and boldly confronted the onslaught.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Celestial Pike in Yang Rui's grasp, with its razor-sharp edge and formidable power, sent the thieves' weapons flying and cleaved them in two, splattering blood in all directions. Not a single one could withstand even one of his strikes.

In mere moments, the vanguard of thieves lay slain by Yang Rui's Celestial Pike, causing the remaining bandits to halt their charge in terror and scramble backwards.

"He truly possesses a godlike strength, not to be taken lightly!"

Wang Liang watched as Yang Rui single-handedly thwarted the attack of his hundred men, murmuring to himself with a glint of ferocity in his eyes. He drew his longsword and, with a swift movement, charged directly at Yang Rui.

"Bring it on!"

Yang Rui's eyes sparkled as he spotted Wang Liang approaching. With a shout, he channeled the surging power within him, and the Celestial Pike, whistling with the ferocity of a tiger's roar, sliced through the air towards Wang Liang.

Bang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out as Wang Liang's sharp longsword met the Celestial Pike. A fearsome force traveled up the pike to Yang Rui's wrist, causing a numbing sensation. He quickly retreated several steps.

"Truly a second-rate warrior. Not only do you possess strength exceeding three thousand kilograms, but you also have the benefit of internal strength. Even when I employ the Tyrant's Halberd Technique, my power pales in comparison to yours," Yang Rui calmly observed, despite the numbness in his wrist.

"You must have cultivated a supreme grade Body Tempering skill, for you couldn't have such immense strength without having advanced to the warrior level. Such a skill is incredibly rare, and by defeating you, I could gain possession of it. Fortune really does favor me!"

Wang Liang massaged his aching arm, a glint of greed flickering in his eyes as he exuded an air of confidence about his impending victory. The more refined the body's forging, the greater its potential, and the more effective the cultivation of internal strength would be. Thus, a superior Body Tempering skill was exceedingly valuable, rivaling even the internal strength mantra in its worth.

The supreme grade Body Tempering skill was a treasure beyond compare, even more coveted than the internal strength mantra. Upon learning that Yang Rui had mastered such a skill, Wang Liang's covetousness swelled, and his intent to kill became palpable.

"You think you can kill me? You're not skilled enough!" Yang Rui retorted, his voice icy as he observed the avarice in Wang Liang's eyes and felt the potent murderous aura emanating from him.

With those words, Yang Rui sprang into action, channeling the torrential power within him. He brandished the Celestial Pike and lunged directly at Wang Liang.

Wang Liang's internal strength flowed as he executed a fluid movement technique, vanishing from his spot like a specter only to reappear in front of Yang Rui. His hand gripped the razor-sharp longsword, which he thrust toward Yang Rui with the swiftness of lightning.

Clang!

The metallic clash rang out as Wang Liang's longsword struck Yang Rui with force, only to be thwarted by the inner armor, unable to penetrate Yang Rui's flesh.

"Damn!" Wang Liang's face twisted in frustration as he cursed aloud. Without hesitation, he tapped into his internal strength and retreated, attempting to create distance between himself and Yang Rui.

But Wang Liang was too slow. Yang Rui, who had intentionally revealed a vulnerability to draw Wang Liang in, wasn't about to let him escape that easily.

With a sweeping motion, Yang Rui's Celestial Pike came crashing down onto Wang Liang's body. To Yang Rui's surprise, however, Wang Liang had also donned inner armor. The strike from the Celestial Pike didn't cleave him in two but instead sent him flying, crashing to the ground as he coughed up a mouthful of crimson blood.

"Yang Rui, you've driven me to this!"

Wang Liang dabbed at the fresh blood on the corner of his mouth, casting a resentful glance at Yang Rui before swiftly retrieving a porcelain bottle from within his cloak. He tipped out a blood-red pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

In the moments that followed, Wang Liang's muscles swelled, and his blood seemed to boil. A frenzied power surged through him, and a savage aura, akin to that of a wild beast, radiated from his being.

"Rage Potion!"

Witnessing Wang Liang's transformation, Yang Ann, propped up by two guards of the Yang family, involuntarily let out a gasp of alarm.

The Rage Potion was known for its ability to ignite the blood and temporarily boost one's strength to extraordinary levels. It was incredibly potent, capable of multiplying the user's power several-fold in an instant, offering a sliver of hope for a comeback.

Wang Liang, already a second-rate warrior with a slight edge over Yang Rui, had now ingested the Rage Potion. His strength had skyrocketed, allowing him to easily overpower Yang Rui. This realization sent a wave of panic through Yang Ann, his eyes wide with terror.

"Yang Rui, your end is nigh!"

Amidst Yang Ann's cries, Wang Liang rose to his feet, his face twisted in fury. He brandished his sharp longsword and lunged at Yang Rui with the speed of lightning.