Wang Zun sympathized deeply with Su Yuanshan’s plight.
But as things stood, he had no other choice.
Su Yuanshan’s madness was something this world simply could not bear.
He unleashed his Martial Domain.
An aura of natural, overwhelming power swept outward.
Su Yuanshan curled his lips into a smile.
“You’d better seize this chance to kill me!”
“Opportunities like this won’t come often in the future!”
He used the Frost Divine Palm.
He sealed the wounds all over his body.
Then he refined the true essence he had just devoured for his own use.
Unfortunately,
he had failed to devour Wei Tianjun’s Vermilion Bird Bloodline.
Su Yuanshan struck first.
He thrust out his left hand and used the Star-Absorbing Art on Wang Zun.
At the same time, his right hand was already coated in frost,
ready to unleash a palm strike at any moment.
But in the next instant,
his left hand exploded.
The Star-Absorbing Art came to an abrupt halt.
Before he had time to think about what had happened,
he felt a murderous force
rushing straight at his face.
It was so fast that he could not see it clearly.
His Frost Divine Palm shot out on instinct.
A fist shadow was instantly frozen solid.
Su Yuanshan retreated rapidly.
He stared at Wang Zun in shock.
The yin-yang diagram within Wang Zun’s Martial Domain
was actually rotating in reverse.
The Eight Trigrams of the Zhou Tian were also lighting up, one after another.
At once, Su Yuanshan thought of Gu Banjin.
“No wonder you underwent the same heavenly tribulation.”
“So you’ve comprehended the same Great Dao.”
The next moment,
the reversed yin-yang diagram seemed to reach its limit.
It came to a standstill.
Then, without warning, it began spinning forward at tremendous speed.
Su Yuanshan’s gaze sharpened.
His body darted and weaved without pause.
Sonic booms rang out continuously through the air.
Every time he moved,
a burst of fist force exploded where he had stood only a moment earlier.
On the surface, Wang Zun’s Tai Chi Fist seemed unbelievably slow,
as though he had not moved at all.
Yet the true speed of his punches was impossible to comprehend.
Fast and slow—
like the dual forces of Tai Chi—
existed at the same time.
By then, Su Yuanshan’s severed arm
had already been sealed in ice.
He withdrew to a distance of a hundred meters from Wang Zun.
In less than a second,
he had evaded hundreds of punches.
“You’re powerful, but your combat experience is far too lacking.”
“I fought for my life in the underworld for more than ten thousand years.”
“With your level of strength, you can’t kill me!”
On the surface, Wang Zun appeared not to have moved at all, merely holding a punching stance.
But in truth, only he himself knew
that he had forcibly reversed his Martial Domain, compressing all his movements together.
Then, in a single instant, he released them all at once,
achieving an effect akin to launching them out of thin air.
But the strain on his body was also immense.
Before becoming a Martial God,
he could barely throw fewer than ten punches this way.
After becoming a Martial God,
his blood and qi had been replaced by refined true essence.
That allowed him to unleash hundreds of punches in succession.
But Su Yuanshan was clever.
After taking the first punch and blocking the second,
he no longer chose to clash head-on with Wang Zun.
Even though Wang Zun gave it everything he had, he could not injure Su Yuanshan any further.
Only now did he truly understand Su Yuanshan’s strength.
He also realized the gap in their combat experience.
If one were to count it,
since becoming a Martial Saint,
Wang Zun had fought no more times than he had fingers on both hands.
Su Yuanshan, on the other hand, was different.
He had battled across the underworld for over ten thousand years.
Who knew how many life-and-death fights he had endured?
Suddenly, Su Yuanshan shot into the sky.
He plunged into a bank of dark clouds.
Before long, under the influence of the Star-Absorbing Art, the clouds filling the sky began to gather together in an eerie manner.
All the moisture contained within the cloud layer...
All of it was drawn together by Su Yuanshan’s Star-Sucking Technique.
Then it formed into a massive ball of ice a hundred meters in diameter.
The next moment, it plunged straight down at Wang Zun.
“Let’s settle this once and for all!”
Su Yuanshan roared.
Wang Zun immediately began throwing punch after punch at Su Yuanshan in the sky.
The enormous ice sphere exploded with a deafening crash.
Yet no fragments went flying. The instant it shattered, the Star-Sucking Technique forcibly pulled every piece back together.
Then the Frost God Palm sealed it in ice once more.
Gritting his teeth, Wang Zun continued to punch without pause.
Before long, his fists could no longer hold out.
They exploded, turning into a cloud of blood.
But he kept attacking with his arms.
Gradually, even his forearms could no longer withstand the strain.
They were reduced to pulp.
As Su Yuanshan controlled the massive ice sphere,
his arm was finally struck by Wang Zun while reforming the sphere once again.
It exploded from the shoulder down.
But even without both hands,
he continued to sustain the Star-Sucking Technique with his body.
Wang Zun lashed out with a side kick from his remaining leg.
He continued his assault.
He did not dare stop for even a moment.
He knew that at this point, it was a contest to see who would collapse first—him or Su Yuanshan.
The next instant,
the ice sphere came crashing down.
Mountains split and the earth shook.
The entire Kunlun Mountain range trembled.
At the very center of the impact,
ice crystals filled the air.
Wang Zun lay in a pool of blood, completely unconscious.
By then,
only his left leg remained intact.
Both arms had been severed at the elbows,
and his right leg at the knee.
Su Yuanshan was not much better off.
At the final moment,
he had taken a kick to the chest.
His entire chest had nearly been blown apart.
Fortunately, at the critical instant,
Wang Zun’s kicking leg gave out first.
And in that moment of danger, Su Yuanshan had frozen his own body in ice.
Now, Su Yuanshan braced his head against the ground
and shakily pushed himself upright.
Then he walked toward Wang Zun, one step at a time.
“What a pity. You were still just a little short.”
“You people really are useless.”
That clash
also caused the whole world to lose its surveillance feed completely.
Every viewer was left staring at a black screen,
desperate to know what had happened in the end.
“Did the newly ascended Martial God win?”
“Why is that devil so strong? Why can’t he be killed?”
“How wonderful would it be if there were no Martial Gods in this world?”
“Even the great battles of the Martial Saint era were disasters for ordinary people. Now that Martial Gods have appeared, how are we supposed to live from now on?”
...
Tiandu.
Chen Shuangshuang stared at the vanished image.
She still had not recovered from the shock.
In her mind, she kept seeing that godlike figure—
the grandfather who looked young on the outside, yet had actually lived for tens of thousands of years.
Her heart was torn.
She wanted her grandfather to succeed.
If he did, she would be able to see her mother again.
But like everyone else, she did not want the world
to fall into her grandfather’s hands.
...
Meanwhile, in the Kunlun Mountain range,
there were no longer any surveillance cameras capable of capturing the area around Su Yuanshan.
However, the cameras in the surrounding regions were still operating.
The footage showed flashing lights as Su Yuanshan’s subordinates searched across the mountains for the stone coffin.
Zhao Bing and the others fought their way forward,
engaging those people in a desperate battle.
Yet they encountered many familiar faces.
Every one of them was a Martial Saint.
These people had once answered the Martial Arts Association’s call
to guard the Kunlun Mountain range.
Others had only become Martial Saints in recent years.
Zhao Bing immediately understood what had happened.
He glared at one Martial Saint he recognized and snapped,
“You’ve defected to Su Yuanshan!”
That Martial Saint replied indifferently:
“I remember a saying from Great Xia.”
“It goes: ‘He who understands the times is a true hero.’”
“I think it makes perfect sense.”
Zhao Bing did not waste a single word.
He drew his sword at once.
A fierce battle erupted immediately.
“Worthy of being the disciple of a Great Xia hero.”
“Facing five Martial Saints, he neither fled nor hesitated to draw his sword.”
There were several other battles like this taking place throughout the Kunlun Mountains.
Countless people had secretly pledged themselves to the Devouring Heaven Club under Su Yuanshan.
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