Chapter 96

As the sun began to set, it was already dusk. The azure sky was filled with fiery red clouds, and countless immortal birds returned to their nests.

In the Yanwu Clan, at the Grand Desolate Square.

Disciples gathered, their eyes fixed on the stage where the magical duel was taking place, their cheers rising like the roar of the sea, showing no sign of fatigue.

The sun's brilliance shone across the sky, a white light illuminating the void, turning the entire square as bright as daylight. In that instant, everyone below the stage felt a blinding whiteness, as if the world had been reduced to nothing but this light.

"Treasure Light Pure Fire, burn the world!" In the white light, flames of Buddha began to burn, emitting rays of Buddha light. Arhats, Vajras, and Bhikshus chanted unknown Buddhist scriptures, their appearances solemn and dignified. Countless runes darted through the void, forming layers of barriers around the bright mirror, protecting Ye Ku layer upon layer.

Lu Shaoyou let out a hearty laugh, his body rising, acting as a great furnace, absorbing the elemental energy of heaven and earth. A torrent of elemental energy rolled down from the sky, and with a shake of his body, a sense of the collapse of mountains and rivers, the destruction of the heavens, and the extinction of life rose up.

"Ye Ku, your Treasure Light Pure Fire will be extinguished by my fist!" Lu Shaoyou let out a long howl, his body filled with surging magical power, like a mighty dragon rising. He suddenly unleashed a punch, the aura of destruction and death spreading everywhere. "What goes around comes around! Take this! The world decays, the universe is vast! All things are destroyed, returning to chaos! The Great Destruction Fist!"

This move was one Lu Shaoyou had learned from the Great Asuras. After the Great Asuras were converted, Lu Shaoyou had asked them for their mystic techniques, and the Great Destruction Fist was one of them. Although Lu Shaoyou had not yet reached the level of the Great Asuras, where a single punch could destroy everything, he had grasped the feeling of annihilation. Moreover, with his greatly increased strength, the power of this move was extremely terrifying.

Ye Ku's breath caught, feeling as if all his life force was being devoured. Instinctively, he used the bright mirror to block Lu Shaoyou. A loud explosion echoed, and a violent surge of elemental energy spread. Ye Ku, pale-faced, spat blood and retreated, the bright mirror dimming and trembling under the force of Lu Shaoyou's punch.

Destruction, decay! This terrifying punch force spread everywhere, and even the aftereffects made the disciples present feel a chill. What was this terrifying fist technique? It was so powerful that even an absolute-grade treasure was dimmed!

Lu Shaoyou's face changed slightly, feeling a sharp pain in his fist, as if it were numb. He sighed, realizing that an absolute-grade treasure was indeed formidable. His physical strength was comparable to that of a high-grade treasure, and even with the terrifying power of the Great Destruction Fist, he could only make the mirror tremble without breaking it, showing the sturdiness of an absolute-grade treasure.

However, before Lu Shaoyou could think further, he heard a great wind behind him. He immediately stepped aside with the Eight Steps to Heaven, and a terrifying whistling sound followed, as sword qi rained down like a shower of flowers. Lu Shaoyou moved like a dragon, deftly dodging the countless sword qi. Su Hanshan let out a long howl, his body enveloped in sword qi, like a large cocoon.

"One sword to cut the heavens and earth! Two swords to sever yin and yang! Three swords to stabilize the mountains and rivers! Four swords to cleanse the dust and universe! Five swords to split the sky! The Sunset Unborn Sword! One sword to set the sun, annihilation without life!" Su Hanshan shouted, his posture tall and sharp, like a heavenly sword, with sharp sword qi raging all around. He held his sword in his right hand and slashed at Lu Shaoyou, the air in the space seeming to be cut into a vacuum, with no trace of air flow.

Lu Shaoyou narrowed his eyes, about to step forward to break Su Hanshan's Sunset Unborn Sword, but suddenly a terrifying pressure came from the other side! Lu Shaoyou felt his movements greatly restricted, as if any movement would result in a devastating blow, turning him to ashes.

A Dao Artifact!

Lu Shaoyou was instantly alarmed, realizing that only a Dao Artifact could exert such pressure. Thinking of the power of a Dao Artifact, Lu Shaoyou's expression turned grim. He had already had a high evaluation of the power of Dao Artifacts, but he had underestimated it. A Dao Artifact, a spirit artifact that had attained the Dao, would not be so easy to deal with, and its power would not be so low. He had not expected that Li Yuchen's strength had increased so much that she had also made significant progress in controlling a Dao Artifact.

Lu Shaoyou dared not linger, with the Sunset Unborn Sword qi in front and the pressure of the Dao Artifact behind. He felt the power increase, and without any other action, he let out a low roar, his body slightly bowing, a fierce, domineering, and noble aura rising. Everyone, both on and off the stage, knew that Lu Shaoyou was about to unleash his power!

Lu Shaoyou's body was like a great dragon, his spine like the breath of a dragon. His right foot stomped on the stage, firmly rooted in the earth, as steady as a mountain. A golden shadow suddenly rose behind him, and as soon as it appeared, everyone felt a sense of familiarity!

Yes! It was a sense of familiarity!

This same domineering, same noble, and same honorable aura was not exactly the same as Liu Hongye's All-Heavenly Imperial Dragon Fist, was it? Everyone's breath caught, wondering if Lu Shaoyou also knew the All-Heavenly Imperial Dragon Fist?

However, in the next moment, they realized that this was not the All-Heavenly Imperial Dragon Fist! Not only was the golden shadow different, but there was no trace of dragon aura on the stage, despite the overwhelming pressure.

On the Saint's seat, the expressions of the saints varied. Some were disdainful, some were indifferent, some were interested, and some were serious. Of course, the one with the worst expression was Tianchi Saint Cheng Jin, whose eyes occasionally flashed with a mad light, but then disappeared, as if he felt nothing.

"Sister, Qingyin has already said that Brother Lu is very powerful! You still don't believe Qingyin, humph!" As she spoke, Luo Qingyin buried her small head in Luo Qingyi's chest, muttering in dissatisfaction. Luo Fanchen and Luo Xingchen watched with a bitter smile, and even Luo Tiange shook his head slightly.

On the elder's seat, the elders all showed surprise. "This is! The lost art of the Great Xia Imperial Family! The Emperor's Divine Fist!"

"Is it the one created by the ancient ancestor of the Great Xia?"

"It can't be wrong! But how did Lu Shaoyou learn it?"

"Hasn't it been lost for hundreds of thousands of years?"

Qinglong Peak Master also looked at Lu Shaoyou with surprise, saying to Luo Konglou, "Old Luo, did you teach him this? Impossible!"

Luo Konglou frowned, saying nothing, just shaking his head. His disciple was truly mysterious, knowing a lost art of the human race that had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. Could he be the reincarnation of a great being?

Lu Shaoyou roared, his blood and qi boiling, a golden divine light bursting forth first, followed by streams of immortal light shooting from his back. He felt the pressure slightly ease, and his body moved like a great python turning over, a dragon emerging from the sea. Golden blood and qi surged out of his body, surging continuously. Lu Shaoyou straightened his body, enveloped in golden divine light, and the golden shadow behind him slowly became clearer, a noble, domineering, and glorious aura sweeping across the sky. The disciples looked up and saw a majestic figure in a golden dragon robe, wearing an imperial crown, standing in the void. They could not see the face of this shadow clearly, only feeling a sense of blurriness.

The golden shadow suddenly roared, though there was no sound, everyone seemed to hear a sense of anger, a sense of defiance, and a sense of imperial wrath sweeping across the square, making the disciples feel as if they had been struck by lightning.

At this moment, Lu Shaoyou's understanding of the Emperor's Divine Fist was profound. A single punch was enough to shatter the heavens and earth, and the Kunlun jade.

"Under the sky, all are the king's subjects; on the land, all are the king's subjects..."

"When the emperor is angry, blood flows and poles float! A single punch, and a thousand miles of red earth!"

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