Chapter 67

The spirit of a Great Master realm martial cultivation expert is as unyielding as an indestructible diamond. In a direct confrontation, no matter what kind of enemy, no matter what kind of mystical techniques they use, no matter how fiercely they attack, it is absolutely impossible to shake the spirit of a Great Master realm expert, let alone destroy it.

However, at this moment, Wen Dahai was concentrating all his attention on the decisive battle with the Son of Eastern Wasteland. He had no time, no ability, and no means to pay attention to any movements of anyone around him. So...

In a flash, an invisible spiritual cone fiercely struck Wen Dahai's back of the head. This vicious attack, which could rival the first level of the Great Master realm in terms of spiritual power, made Hou Hu feel as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts. His blood boiled violently due to the intense pain, and streams of dark red blood trickled from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. The Tiger Shark Exploding Fist he had been about to unleash crumbled on the spot, unable to form a coherent move.

"Fat pig, you're finished. Just give in—defeat!"

Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the Son of Eastern Wasteland burst into maniacal laughter and exerted his full strength. The Dark Dragon Emperor's aura surged, roaring furiously as it completely merged with the Son of Eastern Wasteland's entire right arm. Then, an unprecedentedly powerful punch broke through the air with a roar!

At full strength, the Dark Dragon Emperor's Heaven Devouring Fist struck! The entire fist penetrated and exited, ruthlessly tearing through Wen Dahai's abdomen. It was a literal gut-wrenching blow!

In an instant, blood splattered, and flesh flew. The hellish tiger shark form and the three crimson battle stripes crumbled. Wen Dahai let out a deafening scream, but he remained composed even in defeat. The muscles on his body, as solid as steel, suddenly relaxed, transforming back into large chunks of fat that tightly enveloped the Son of Eastern Wasteland's entire right arm.

The Son of Eastern Wasteland's face changed. He felt as if his entire right arm had been trapped in a pile of cotton, unable to exert any force, and even pulling his arm out was difficult. It was even more impossible to continue the explosive momentum of the punch to shatter Wen Dahai's internal organs.

Wen Dahai's unexpected move was undoubtedly beyond anyone's expectations. If not for this move, he would have been blown to pieces from the inside out, dying a gruesome death on the spot.

However, this move could only buy a little more time, delaying Wen Dahai's death by a second or two at most. After all, the Son of Eastern Wasteland had all four limbs and two fists!

A sinister laugh echoed, and the Son of Eastern Wasteland, without hesitation, raised his other fist, aiming it at Wen Dahai's head, ready to deliver a heavy blow. This punch would shatter his head, regardless of whether it was made of pig fat or not!

However, before the punch could land, Wen Dahai suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of dark red blood. Though it was just a mouthful of blood, when spewed by a Great Master realm martial cultivation expert, its force was no less than a punch weighing sixty-four tons!

He could not avoid it, and had to avoid it. The Son of Eastern Wasteland roared, his fist's momentum exploding as he forcibly pulled his right arm out of Wen Dahai's mass of fat and leaped back. The mouthful of blood shot out like an arrow, hitting a disciple of "First-Class Manor" who was standing behind the Son of Eastern Wasteland.

This disciple was also a peak warrior realm cultivator, whose skills were on par with the top experts of the Tang Dynasty world, such as Bi Shouxuan and Bian Fu. However, even these skills could not withstand Wen Dahai's blood spurt.

In an instant, a scream erupted. The upper body of the disciple, hit by the blood, miraculously vanished, leaving only the lower half of his body, which fell to the ground with a thud.

Killing a disciple of "First-Class Manor" was of no use to Wen Dahai. The fatal punch to his abdomen caused blood to flow uncontrollably, and even his intestines were spilling out.

Such severe injuries made it impossible for him to continue fighting. Moreover, after the mental cone attack by Qian Dou Wushi, Wen Dahai's head still felt as if it was about to explode. In such a dire state, if the Son of Eastern Wasteland delivered another punch, it would immediately end Wen Dahai's life.

"Better to preserve a green hill, even if there's no firewood to burn?" Without hesitation, Wen Dahai grabbed his intestines with both hands, stuffed them back into his abdomen, and with a hoarse roar, kicked off with his legs, launching himself straight up to break through the roof and escape.

The Son of Eastern Wasteland, intent on killing to establish his authority, would not let Wen Dahai escape. He laughed maniacally, "Fat pig, you want to run? Did you ask me?"

His towering figure remained immovable, but he suddenly raised his arm and extended his claws, grabbing at the air. The Dark Dragon Claw's aura tore through the wind. Dark Dragon Emperor Fist—Claw in the Clouds!

Fast, so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye, faster than the wind, faster than lightning. Before Wen Dahai could even feel the pain, the claw had firmly grabbed his back. Another scream. Five long, deep, and bloody claw marks appeared on Wen Dahai's back, and his body, which was almost at the ceiling, suddenly paused in mid-air before plummeting to the ground.

Hou Hu... was finished! Even though he still had a pulse and a heartbeat at this moment, in the eyes of everyone present, he was already a dead man!

However, a new and unexpected change occurred in the blink of an eye! A golden lightning bolt suddenly crashed through the wall on the east side of the reception hall, charging in. It caught the nearly unconscious and dying Wen Dahai, then carried the massive, over 300-pound fat man and charged out through the west side of the reception hall.

This sudden turn of events was so abrupt that everyone present was caught off guard. Only the Son of Eastern Wasteland could react in time. His killing intent surged, his anger reached the sky, and the Dark Dragon Emperor's form became unprecedentedly clear and distinct.

His figure flickered, and the Son of Eastern Wasteland immediately blocked the path of the golden lightning, roaring, "Want to save him? You're not up to the task! Dark Dragon Emperor Fist, turn this clown into scrap!"

As he spoke, the dragon fist exploded, striking the chest with a violent force. The unprecedentedly fierce Dark Dragon Emperor Fist, as it struck, drained all the air from the entire space within the reception hall. Everyone present felt a choking sensation in their chests, unable to breathe. The power of this punch was terrifying beyond imagination.

But there was no pause, no evasion, no retreat. The golden lightning let out a low, deep roar, and swung his fist, fiercely countering the Son of Eastern Wasteland's powerful move.

Time seemed to pause for a second.

A second that felt as long as a hundred years.

This was the calm before the storm.

A surging wave of sound crashed through the eerie silence, and a deafening explosion rolled out as the two great masters clashed. It was like a thunderclap in a clear sky, like a tsunami, like an earthquake! Instantly, everyone below the Great Master realm felt a sharp pain in their ears, followed by silence. Their eardrums had been shattered.

But the destructive power of the sound wave did not diminish just because they were deaf. The invisible sound wave was like a giant battering ram, striking their brains without mercy. With screams, dozens of people simultaneously bled from their seven orifices and collapsed, unconscious.

The screams had not yet ceased, and the explosion had not yet subsided. The golden lightning and the Dark Dragon Emperor separated, both being pushed back by the overwhelming force of the impact. The Son of Eastern Wasteland's back slammed into the west wall of the reception hall. The golden lightning, carrying Wen Dahai, retreated straight out through the gap on the east side of the hall that he had just created.

"Son of Eastern Wasteland, you're nothing. We'll meet again another day."

A powerful mental message precisely entered the Son of Eastern Wasteland's consciousness. Though the mental imprint conveyed no emotion, it was clear that the Son of Eastern Wasteland had lost a move in this brief confrontation, having his prey snatched away and his interception foiled.

With the Son of Eastern Wasteland's arrogant and self-important character, how could he tolerate this? He erupted in rage and roared without hesitation, "Jiuben, chase him!"

Without a moment's delay, Jiuben shot out like an arrow. "Whoosh!" He also charged through the gap in the east wall, pursuing relentlessly.

The next second, the reception hall could no longer withstand the destruction and collapsed with a "crash." Bricks, tiles, and broken beams rained down, threatening to bury everyone alive.

But such a minor incident as a collapsing building was no obstacle to the experts present. A few short commands were heard, and powerful gusts of wind swept the entire area, clearing away all the debris and forming an open space.

At the center of the open space stood the Son of Eastern Wasteland. His anger flaring, he suddenly roared to the sky, "Who? Who? Who is it? Jiuben, bring him back alive. I will peel his skin off layer by layer, alive!"

His voice carried far and wide, heard within a thousand steps in all directions.

Qian Dou Wushi wheeled himself to the side of the Son of Eastern Wasteland and gently said, "My lord, please calm down. Wen Dahai is so severely injured that he will surely die. The person who intervened took advantage of your weakened state and gained a small advantage, but it's not significant. The most important thing now is Jin Yu Man Tang and Jin Lin Hui."

As he spoke, Qian Dou Wushi's gaze swept over Huangfu Yu and Sima Tianxia, who stood nearby with grim expressions. The Son of Eastern Wasteland coldly snorted, his anger slightly subsiding. He turned sharply and roared, "Huangfu Yu, Sima Tianxia. What will you do? Surrender or commit suicide? Choose one."

Huangfu Yu and Sima Tianxia exchanged a glance, sighed inwardly, and then obediently knelt down. They said in unison, "We greet the Son of Eastern Wasteland. We... are willing to surrender."

The Son of Eastern Wasteland nodded in satisfaction, raised his fist, and burst into maniacal laughter.

"Good, good, good! The wise adapt to the times. Those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish; destroy the world, recreate the Eastern Wasteland! 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