Ten meters tall—what does that even mean? It’s as high as a three- or four-story building!
Standing beneath such a towering figure, any person would feel utterly insignificant and powerless.
And that was exactly how Guo Lili felt as she stood beneath the massive white ape. Her legs trembled, her body weak, her mind blank with terror.
She wanted to raise her gun, but her fingers refused to move. She wanted to scream, but no sound escaped her throat.
She wasn’t the only one. Everyone present was frozen in shock, their eyes wide, their faces pale, their bodies rigid.
Cold sweat poured down their backs like a rushing stream.
“This…”
Elder Lan’s heart pounded violently as he stared into the ape’s lantern-sized crimson eyes. His entire body trembled.
The monstrous beast was covered in thick white fur, its muscles bulging like rolling hills. Its arms were as thick as ancient trees, its maw lined with saliva-dripping fangs. Black demonic energy coiled around it, and flames flickered within its blood-red eyes.
It was like a demon god—utterly terrifying.
Despite being one of the Five Poisons Sect’s top three elders, a man who had seen countless battles, Elder Lan could barely breathe. His heart felt like it was about to leap out of his throat.
“Open fire!”
Wen Fei was the first to react. He raised his M16, aimed at the crimson-eyed ape, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Rat-tat-tat!
Muzzle flashes lit up the darkness as bullets poured toward the beast like a storm.
But when Wen Fei emptied the magazine, the ape simply shook its body—and the bullets clattered harmlessly to the ground.
Not a single scratch.
“ROOOAR!”
Enraged, the ape let out an earth-shaking roar that echoed for miles across the vast mountain valley.
“Fall back! Snipers, rocket launchers—FIRE!”
Wen Fei’s blood churned from the sheer force of the roar. Heart pounding, he sprinted away while reloading.
The ape lunged forward, each step causing the frozen ground to collapse beneath its weight. In just one breath, it closed the distance, its massive hand sweeping down—
—and snatching Wen Fei up like a toy.
“Let me go!”
Wen Fei’s vision spun as he thrashed in the beast’s grip, screaming in terror.
But his fear lasted only a second.
The next moment, he was stuffed into the ape’s gaping maw.
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.
He was chewed to pieces.
“NO! A-FEI!”
Guo Lili, who had been running for her life, let out a bloodcurdling scream.
Wen Fei had been her bodyguard since his military discharge. He had killed three assassins, saved her life multiple times—he wasn’t just an employee. He was a friend.
“Miss Guo, with me!”
Elder Lan, pale with terror, slapped a speed-enhancing talisman onto his leg. His movements became a blur as he dragged Guo Lili away.
“You damn beast! DIE!”
Seeing the ape chase after them, “Hurricane” suddenly rose from behind cover, hefting an M134 Minigun nearly as tall as himself.
The massive rotary machine gun roared to life, its six spinning barrels unleashing a storm of armor-piercing rounds at an insane rate of 6,000 rounds per minute.
The bullets tore through the air at 960 meters per second, shredding ice, rock, and everything in their path.
“HAHA! How’s that, you bastard?!”
Hurricane laughed wildly—such a huge target was impossible to miss.
A full minute later, after expending 6,000 rounds, even an armored vehicle would’ve been turned into Swiss cheese.
But the ape?
It barely flinched.
Its body was like forged iron—nearly impervious.
Slowly, it turned its head, its crimson eyes locking onto the insignificant creature that had dared attack it.
“Oh… shit.”
Hurricane’s hands trembled. The Minigun slipped from his grip, landing on his foot with a painful thud.
But he didn’t even feel it.
Cold sweat drenched his body as he stood frozen in place.
“BOOM!”
The ape ripped a thousand-pound boulder from the ground, spun like an Olympic shot-putter—
—and hurled it with terrifying precision.
SMASH!
Hurricane was reduced to paste before he could even scream.
The remaining gunmen—Zhao Yan and the others—met similar fates. Some were devoured, others crushed in the ape’s grip, and a few were pulverized by thrown trees or boulders.
The surviving bodyguards, now completely demoralized, fled like frightened rabbits.
They weren’t soldiers. They were just hired guns. When death loomed, self-preservation kicked in.
“DIE, YOU MONSTER!”
From a distant ridge, “Mountain Cannon” fired a rocket launcher.
WHOOSH!
The projectile streaked toward the ape—
—only for the beast to catch it mid-air, spin, and hurl it back.
BOOM!
Mountain Cannon was blown to bits.
Eagle Eye, who had been sniping futilely, was sent flying three meters, screaming like a stuck pig. If not for his helmet and bulletproof vest, he’d have joined the others in the afterlife.
“Master Jiang, we should retreat!” Ghost Kick’s voice trembled. “This ape is even stronger than the one I saw years ago. Even a grandmaster martial artist or a sorcerer wouldn’t stand a chance!”
“Relax. Enjoy the show.” Jiang Tian lounged lazily, utterly unfazed.
By now, Guo Lili and Elder Lan had scrambled up the ridge. Desperate, the elder flung his bamboo basket, releasing a swarm of venomous snakes, scorpions, toads, spiders, and bats.
The ape responded with a single, contemptuous puff of demonic breath.
Every last creature dropped dead.
“How… how is this possible?!”
Elder Lan’s face drained of color. He pulled out a handful of talismans, chanting rapidly as he unleashed a wave of black, poison-laden mist.
“This is Five Poisons Mist—a single drop can kill an inner-force expert. Even a peak martial artist would perish!”
For a brief moment, hope flickered in his eyes.
“It has to work…”
Guo Lili clenched her fists so tightly her nails drew blood. “If it dies, I’ll skin it alive! I’ll avenge A-Fei and the others!”
But then—
The ape opened its mouth and inhaled.
The entire cloud of poison vanished down its throat.
It even let out a satisfied belch.
Elder Lan’s soul nearly left his body.
“Miss Guo, RUN! If we stay, we die!” He grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the valley exit.
“Just… like this?” Guo Lili’s voice broke.
She had spent millions on this expedition—on intelligence, guides, equipment. And now, A-Fei and over a dozen bodyguards were dead.
Returning empty-handed was unacceptable.
But what else could she do?
Even heavy firepower had failed. Elder Lan was powerless. The bodyguards had deserted.
As despair consumed her, she spotted a lone figure walking toward the ape.
“What are you doing?!” she shrieked.
“What does it look like?” Jiang Tian smirked, his steps unhurried. “I’m going to kill it.”
“Are you INSANE? Get back here!” Elder Lan roared. “That thing is a demon! Even a grandmaster wouldn’t survive!”
The remaining survivors stared at Jiang Tian like he was a suicidal fool.
While everyone else fled, he walked straight into the beast’s path.
“A mere 300-year-old monkey with no spiritual awareness? Killing it will be as easy as slaughtering a chicken.”
Jiang Tian’s tone dripped with disdain.
As the Supreme Primordial Immortal Venerable, he had once slaughtered dragons, phoenixes, and divine beasts across the cosmos. A mangy ape? Hardly worth his attention.
“I just hope Master Jiang can handle this…” Even Li Zhenwei and Ghost Kick were sweating now.
The ape, noticing Jiang Tian’s approach, ripped a tree from the ground and leaped ten meters into the air.
With a thunderous swing, it brought the massive trunk crashing down—
—as Jiang Tian calmly raised his hand.
“Sword—come.”
Clink-clink-clink!
Golden coins flew from his pack, assembling mid-air into a gleaming blade that landed perfectly in his grasp.
