Lin Buzheng rested for a night and set off early the next morning.
Although the mission to hunt the Five-Colored Demonic Bull was extremely difficult to complete, since he had accepted the mission, Lin Buzheng naturally had to go take a look and try his luck.
If it was really impossible, he wouldn't force it.
Even if he was expelled by the main family, Lin Buzheng would not put himself in danger.
The Five-Colored Demon Bull lived in the Godsfall Plain, which was thousands of miles away from the Evergreen County.
Lin Buzheng used the White Deer Movement Technique and sped along the way.
Along the way, they passed by the Ten Thousand Zhang Heavenly Mountain, a swamp filled with poisonous gas, and a mysterious ancient forest. It took them several hours to reach their destination.
Along the way, there were few people, and it was incomparably desolate.
Many regions still retained their primitive, undeveloped, and rough appearance.
Legend has it that 100,000 years ago, the Xuan Nation, the surrounding countries, and the Heavenly Desolate Forest in the depths were all demonic beasts' paradise.
Countless demonic beasts had established a supreme demonic kingdom that spanned hundreds of millions of miles.
In the depths of the Yao Kingdom, there was even a terrifying Yao God that could split the heavens with its hands and summon rain with its breath.
Later on, a Motherf * cking Human King descended upon this place and fought with the Demon God. Eventually, the Demon God was killed.
Billions of demon beasts retreated into the forest.
The land within a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers became the territory of the Human Race.
Legends had it that the Motherf * cking Human King had passed by this place when he was bringing the corpse of the Demon God away.
A drop of the Yao God's divine blood dripped from the god corpse. The blood soaked the land within a hundred and fifty kilometers, turning it into the God Fallen Plains.
It was precisely because of the nourishment of this drop of Demon God's blood that the demonic beasts on the Godfall Plains were much stronger than the demonic beasts elsewhere.
The Godsfall Plains occupied an area of 150 miles.
The green grass was fertile, and the spiritual stream flowed.
In the air, wisps of spiritual energy were faintly spreading and flickering.
More than a hundred five-colored demonic cows swished their tails and chewed on the grass as they strolled on the plain.
The sturdy and heavy back of the bull emitted a five-colored radiance.
From afar, it looked like clusters of five-colored flames were burning on the grassland.
After arriving, Lin Buzheng did not rush to make a move. Instead, he carefully observed from the side.
The Five-colored Devil Bull was a rank three demonic beast.
His strength was boundless, and his individual strength was already incomparably powerful.
Unlike other demonic beasts, they were extremely united.
Even when they were eating, they wouldn't be too far apart.
The moment there was any movement, they would immediately form into a bull formation.
The five-colored light on his body gathered together.
He used the strength of the herd to share the damage suffered by each Five-Colored Demon Bull.
Therefore, the difficulty of killing a Five-Colored Demon Bull was the same as slaughtering an entire herd of bulls.
"These Five-Colored Demon Bulls have been behaving very strangely lately."
"In the past, martial artists could enter the Godsfall Plains to pluck spirit herbs and coexist peacefully with the Five-colored Demon Bulls."
"However, recently, all the cultivators who entered the plains were trampled to death by the Five-colored Demonic Ox."
"Right now, the Godfall Plain has already become a forbidden area."
"Human warriors, it's best if you don't go in!"
Not long after, Lin Buzheng learned from the adventurer about the recent changes in the Five-Colored Demonic Bulls. His frown deepened.
"Things are getting a little troublesome."
The Five-colored Demonic Bulls were powerful and could form a bull formation. It was impossible to defeat them head-on.
Lin Buzheng could only be confident of killing a lone Five-colored Demon Bull if he attacked from the shadows.
However, for some reason, the herd of Demonic Bulls was wary of human cultivators. Not a single Five-colored Demon Bull was left alone.
Naturally, Lin Buzheng's assassination methods were ineffective.
No matter how he looked at it, this clan mission was impossible for Lin Buzheng to complete.
"I'll test the strength of the Five-colored Demon Bulls first!"
Lin Buzheng observed from the side for a long time. Finally, he decided to exchange blows with the Five-colored Demon Bulls first. Then, he would formulate a plan based on the Five-colored Demon Bulls' reactions.
"Whoosh!"
In the next moment, Lin Buzheng used the dense grass in front of him as cover and executed the White Deer Movement Technique. His figure moved like lightning as he silently launched himself at a Five-colored Demon Bull at the periphery of the herd.
"Rumble …!"
As Xiao Chen launched himself over, he clenched his right fist and used the Black Tiger Steals the Heart to punch the Five-colored Demon Bull's head cleanly.
Lin Buzheng's attack this time was just a test.
Naturally, it would be for the best if he could kill a Five-colored Demon Bull and complete the clan mission.
"Moo!"
Unfortunately, Lin Buzheng's wish was dashed.
The Five-Colored Devilish Bulls had noticed Lin Buzheng's presence the moment he leaped out of the bushes.
Then, a deep and drawn-out roar came from the depths of the herd. The Five-colored Demon Bulls that were feeding on grass immediately turned into a surging five-colored flood that quickly gathered in the center of the herd.
"Rumble …!"
After that, the five-colored lights from the hundred-odd Five-colored Demon Bulls merged and formed a huge light screen flickering with resplendent colors, encasing all the Five-colored Demon Bulls within it.
The change in the herd arrived first despite moving later.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred-odd Five-colored Demon Bulls formed a Spiritual Energy Formation.
"Rumble …!"
The punch that Lin Buzheng threw at the Five-colored Demon Bulls contained at least twenty thousand kilograms of force, but when it landed on the Spiritual Energy Formation, it didn't even cause a ripple.
The defensive power of this spiritual energy light screen was astonishing, and it could be seen from this!
Moo!
In the next instant, another roar came from the depths of the herd.
Along with this roar, the dozen or so Five-Colored Demonic Bulls raised their sharp horns on their heads.
Their eyes were crimson red as they charged toward Lin Buzheng at lightning speed.
"Not good!"
Lin Buzheng's expression changed when he saw this.
Without another word, he ran back with all his might.
The Five-colored Demon Bulls were rank three demonic beasts. Their strength was comparable to cultivators in the seventh or ninth stage of the Qi Path. They weren't any weaker than Lin Buzheng.
Now that they were strengthened by the five-colored light, their speed and strength rose by a large margin.
His terrifying battle prowess instantly overtook Lin Buzheng.
Not to mention, there were more than ten Five-colored Demon Bulls charging toward Lin Buzheng.
Only a fool wouldn't run.
Rumble!
Unfortunately, even though Lin Buzheng was fast, the Five-colored Demon Bull was even faster.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Five-colored Demonic Oxen rushed behind Lin Buzheng like a torrent.
He thrust his horn forward fiercely.
The terrifying power it contained seemed to be able to break a small mountain.
Rumble!
Before Lin Buzheng could react, the demonic bull's horn smashed into his butt, sending him flying into the air.
In midair, it drew a gorgeous parabola.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared several hundred feet away, deep in the lush grass that was as tall as a person.
Moo!
In the next moment, a deep and powerful roar came from the depths of the herd for the third time.
Before the roar ended, the huge five-colored light screen above the herd of bulls instantly scattered and disappeared.
After the formation was broken, the Five-Colored Demonic Bulls scattered and started munching on the grass as if nothing had happened.
"Butt, butt, my butt!"
"Damn, it hurts!"
In the depths of the grass, Lin Buzheng held his butt with both hands, gritting his teeth in pain.
He felt as if his butt had been smashed into eight pieces by the Five-colored Demon Bull's horn.
The strength of the Five-colored Demon Bull's head was at least fifty to sixty thousand kilograms.
This meant that Lin Buzheng had cultivated the White Deer Green Mark Art to the Unblemished Realm.
The moment he was sent flying by the Five-colored Demon Bull, he executed the White Deer Movement Technique to the extreme.
Only then was he able to dissipate the terrifying power before he landed.
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