Kirin Son, Defeated

Mo Yu's face turned deathly pale. Without hesitation, he burned his origin blood essence, pouring all of his demonic power into the giant shield!

"Break!"

Wang Zhan gave a cold shout and threw a punch!

This punch had no flashy movements; it was nothing but the purest form of strength!

Wherever the fist passed, space shattered inch by inch like glass, leaving behind an azure trail that stretched across the heavens and the earth!

Time seemed to slow down at this moment. Everyone could clearly see that punch, containing the mighty power to split heaven and earth, smash squarely into the dead center of the giant flaming shield!

"Boom——!!!!!!"

An indescribable explosion of sound erupted! It was as if the entire universe trembled beneath this punch!

The shockwave generated by the impact expanded outwards in a sphere, instantly leveling several distant mountain peaks to the ground!

"Crack... crackle——"

Under Mo Yu's despairing gaze, the giant flaming shield that had condensed his life's cultivation and origin blood essence only held on for a split second before letting out an overwhelmed wail!

Terrifying cracks centered around the point of impact instantly spread across the entire surface of the shield like a spider web!

"Rumble!!!"

The protective demonic light surrounding his body instantly collapsed. That massive Qilin dharma idol let out an incredibly mournful howl and violently shattered!

Like a dying star, it transformed into a sky full of dark green light rain, scattering down with the desolate and poignant beauty of a hero's end.

His entire body flew backward like a broken sack with its string cut, drawing a dazzling trail of blood in the air before finally crashing heavily into a distant mountain wall like a falling meteor!

Amidst a thunderous boom, smoke and dust mixed with crushed rock soared into the sky. His entire body was deeply embedded into the cliff face, his life or death unknown!

Defeated! He was utterly and completely defeated!

The once unbearably arrogant Qilinzi, Mo Yu, who had looked down upon the younger generation as if they were nothing.

He had actually been defeated in such a crushing, suspense-free manner by Wang Zhan, whose reputation, though loud, had not previously been recognized as being in a league of its own!

Wang Zhan slowly retracted his fist. The azure radiance of his vitality, surging like the sea and boundless as the sky, quietly subsided and withdrew into his body like hundreds of rivers returning to the ocean.

He remained standing in his original spot, not having moved his feet even a fraction. He merely lightly brushed off some non-existent dust from his sleeve, as if that earth-shattering punch from just now was merely a casual wave of his hand.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze sweeping across the deathly still, devastated ruins. His azure eyes held neither joy nor sorrow, like a deity looking down upon the mortal realm.

Silence! A deathly silence! It was as if even the wind had stopped howling and time itself had frozen!

Everyone's expressions froze on their faces, their mouths slightly agape and their pupils dilated. They seemed unable to recover from that paradigm-shifting scene just now.

An extreme sense of suppression and disbelief permeated the air.

A full several breaths of time passed. Then, like cold water dripping into a boiling pot of oil, an earth-shaking uproar finally erupted like a volcano that had been building up for ten thousand years, or like a bursting primordial flood, sweeping across the entire world!

"Defeated! Qilinzi has been defeated! Oh my god!" A cultivator suddenly jumped up, his face flushed red as he danced with joy, as if he were the one who had defeated Mo Yu.

"Did you see that clearly? That punch just now! Just that one punch! Unadorned and unpretentious, yet it seemed to contain the power to split heaven and earth!"

Another slightly older cultivator rubbed his eyes vigorously, roaring hoarsely at his companion. He seemed to need someone else's confirmation to believe he wasn't hallucinating.

"The Heavenly Azure Holy Physique! Is this the power of one of the legendary supreme holy physiques? This is simply too terrifying!"

A disciple from an ancient aristocratic family looked pale. His family's records concerning various ancient physiques flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, yet he couldn't find any physique that could display such overwhelming might at the same cultivation realm.

"That's Mo Yu! The most renowned Qilinzi of the monster race's current generation! He couldn't even take a single punch?!"

Someone spoke with a trembling voice, full of lingering fear. If they had faced that punch themselves, they would likely have been reduced to ashes long ago.

"An invincible posture! This is true invincibility among one's peers! From today onward, who in the younger generation can still be Wang Zhan's opponent?"

This question lingered like a nightmare in the hearts of countless young geniuses.

Exclamations, gasps of horror, the sound of sharp intakes of breath, excited shouts, fearful whispers...

All sorts of voices mixed together, resounding through the clouds, almost threatening to overturn these ancient ruins!

Everyone had their souls completely shaken by this earth-shattering, paradigm-shifting scene!

The young geniuses watching the battle from afar had varying reactions, but without exception, their hearts had suffered a massive impact.

The Jiang Family's Divine King Physique, who had always been confident and calm, now stood quietly in place.

"The Heavenly Azure Holy Physique, is this his true foundation? I wonder which is stronger between it and my Divine King Physique. I'm actually looking forward to it."

As he muttered to himself, battle intent faintly coiled around his body.

"Interesting, truly interesting!" After a brief moment of absentmindedness, an expression of near-mad excitement surged onto Ji Xuanye's face.

The laziness in his eyes completely vanished, replaced by a scorching light like one who had discovered a peerless treasure.

He licked his slightly dry lips; the long-dormant belligerent blood within his body seemed to be boiling.

"The Heavenly Azure Holy Physique. Only this is worthy of being Ji Xuanye's opponent! This lifetime will certainly not be lonely!"

His smile was flamboyant and dangerous, as if he could already see the spectacular scene of clashing with such an opponent in the future.

Above the nine heavens, deep within the clouds.

Those almighty figures hailing from various immortal holy lands, who were accustomed to the storms of the world, also fell into a brief silence at this moment. The air in this region seemed to freeze, and an invisible sense of suppression spread out.

"The Heavenly Azure Holy Physique. To think it has actually reappeared in this era."

A figure shrouded in dazzling starlight spoke slowly. His tone was complex and hard to read, carrying a trace of disbelief and a deep sense of wariness.

"This child might truly possess a sliver of potential to peer into the supreme Emperor's throne. The struggle for the Emperor's Path in this era has seen such a massive variable right from the start."

"No wonder Brother Wang was so calm and collected from the very beginning. It turns out he had such a world-shocking trump card."

The shock in another almighty figure's eyes slowly subsided, replaced by extreme seriousness and scrutiny.

"That Qilin forbidden art of Mo Yu had already touched the edges of the laws. Its power was enough to threaten existences who had just entered the Saint Realm, yet under this child's single punch, his life or death is unknown. Such combat strength has far surpassed his peers.

After this battle, the landscape of the younger generation will absolutely be completely rewritten! Brother Wang, congratulations. With the Wang family gaining such an outstanding child, your return to ancient glory is just around the corner."

In his words, that sense of wariness was no longer concealed.

The other almighty figures also recovered from their shock one after another. When they looked at Wang Zhan's father again, their gazes were entirely different.

Before, they might have interacted as peers, but now, they couldn't help but carry a trace of reverence and a desire to build ties.

They spoke up one after another:

"Brother Wang, you hid this really well! With this child here, the Wang family is destined to prosper!"

"Your son's performance today is absolutely brilliant, unmatched in this era! I can foresee an invincible Emperor Star steadily rising!"

"Congratulations to the Wang family! This is a great fortune for the Wang family, and a blessing for our human race!"

Facing the congratulations from the surrounding Almighty experts of the Holy Lands, the faint smile on the face of Wang Zhan's father could no longer be suppressed and widened considerably.

Greatly enjoying the praise, he raised a hand to stroke the short beard on his chin. The comfort and pride in his eyes had now unashamedly transformed into genuine, palpable smugness.

"Haha, fellow Daoists, you flatter me, you flatter me!"

He laughed heartily. His previously well-hidden, composed demeanor was now replaced by a profound sense of triumphant vindication.

He cast his gaze back down to the figure being revered by tens of thousands, the heroic pride and smugness in his heart practically overflowing.

When he had spoken that phrase before, the crowd either thought him arrogant or secretly mocked him as a fool. But now, facts spoke louder than any words!

At this moment, his previously earth-shattering words rang out clearly once again.

But this time, the tone was no longer a calm statement. Instead, it carried a hint of vindicated delight, a touch of an I-told-you-so complacency, echoing clearly in the ears of every Almighty expert:

"Well?"

He paused intentionally, savoring this moment of silence and the lingering shock on everyone's faces, before continuing slowly, yet with words carrying the weight of a thousand mountains:

"I told you long ago—"

"My son, Wang Zhan, has the potential of a Great Emperor!"

This time, absolutely no one thought it was just a boastful rant.