Chapter 508: I Want to Fight Ten! (Happy New Year)

"Now I'm sure. I absolutely refuse."

Everyone's expressions froze at Yan Jing's words, followed by a wide array of reactions.

The monkey-faced man raised his brows, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

The dark-skinned woman's eyes flashed, burning bright as a prairie fire.

The hairy, pale-skinned man frowned but ultimately said nothing.

Finally, the petite girl burst out laughing:

"Domain Lord Yan has guts."

"Little Wang told me you were recommended because of Liu Xiaoyue's unexpected death. Now I have to wonder—was Moon Yin so terrified of us taking over that they panicked and picked some random nobody?"

Little Wang.

Yan Jing glanced over at Wang Yu, who stood in the distance with a dark expression and a body packed with muscle.

Little Wang...

Yan Jing forced down the corners of his mouth:

"I don't mind."

"Just tell me what the assessment entails."

"Heh..." Hearing this, the girl sneered.

"Fine. Since Domain Lord Yan puts it that way, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Here's the deal. Monkey and I brought our inheritors along for this trip, but Sheep and Horse didn't."

"You have three options. Pick one of us four to spar with, face Monkey's and my inheritors at the same time, or take a separate test from each of the four of us."

"Win any one of these three challenges, and you pass the assessment."

Yan Jing nodded.

"Acceptable."

"Straightforward." The girl's lips curled up, and she whistled.

A muffled bang exploded in midair from an unknown source. The room shook violently, sending the refreshments and documents on the tables tumbling to the floor.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, a hideous head slowly lowered and peered into the room.

It was a grotesquely ugly head, covered in ghastly scars from its brow to its chin. Lips thicker than telephone poles curled outward, baring jagged teeth stained with bits of red and yellow flesh of unknown origin.

"Teacher!"

The head opened its mouth.

It was obvious he hadn't spoken with much force, yet his voice still boomed like thunder.

Even though everyone present was of a high Tier, the sound still swept across the floor like a physical shockwave, making them frown.

This was a monster.

A true monster.

Judging solely by his degree of mutation, calling him an inner world resident wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.

No one knew where the girl had dug up such an inheritor.

"This is my inheritor."

A smile surfaced on the girl's face, completely unmasking her malice. "Make your choice."

"What do Domain Lord Wang and Domain Lord Long think?" Instead of choosing directly, Yan Jing smiled and looked toward Wang Yu and Long Quezhou.

"..." In an instant, every gaze in the room fell upon the two of them.

Wang Yu felt her chest tighten.

This was a terrible spot to be put in.

If she told Yan Jing to fight the two inheritors, she would undeniably be showing weakness in front of the others.

If she told him to pick one of the four domain lords, whoever she singled out would automatically be labeled the weakest in her eyes, offending them for no reason. Just as she hesitated, Long Quezhou spoke up:

"Sheep is the weakest."

It's over.

Wang Yu slapped her forehead.

She had forgotten that Yan Jing wasn't the only troublemaker on their side.

Acting as if he hadn't noticed the hairy man's glare, Long Quezhou continued:

"The weakest is Sheep, followed by Horse. Monkey and Rat are about equal."

"If you're going to pick from those four, it's best to choose Sheep."

"He specializes in vitality, which is your area of expertise. Otherwise, Horse is speed, Monkey is skill, and Rat is pestilence."

"Long Quezhou!" Seeing him lay out everyone's foundations so openly, the girl glared, her face full of displeasure.

Long Quezhou ignored her and continued,

"Of course, picking the two little guys is also a good choice. It's safe."

"After all, the Rituals of those four belong to Pathways you haven't encountered much."

"The heavy snow will last for two or three years. There's no rush today."

Yan Jing suddenly burst out laughing:

"Domain Lord Long, I really must thank you for thinking so highly of me."

Long Quezhou said nothing more.

Beside him, Wang Yu finally caught on.

Long Quezhou wasn't being stupid.

This guy was pledging allegiance in advance—he was buying a ticket to board the ship early!

Nothing was going to happen to Yan Jing anyway. Emerging from seclusion this time most likely meant his heart of reaching the summit was almost fully formed. In half a year—maybe even less—once Yan Jing's Tier reached the Summit, would any of this even matter?

It wouldn't mean shit!

Damn it... Wang Yu groaned inwardly. How could she have been so stupid as to let a quiet guy like Long Quezhou beat her to the punch?

At this thought, she hurriedly spoke up:

"Right, pick the two little ones. They only look big, but it's all empty posturing. Even if they are candidates, they still haven't taken that final step."

"Wang Yu."

The girl's face completely darkened.

"Zodiac needs to present a united front to the outside. Don't tell me you two don't understand that?"

"In Domain Lord Long's and my eyes, Domain Lord Yan is already a member of Zodiac."

Wang Yu said deeply. Now that she had figured everything out, she was prepared to stand her ground to the bitter end.

The girl's expression grew even gloomier.

She instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Before Yan Jing showed up, these two had always employed evasive tactics. Yet this man had only been here for a short while, and their attitudes had already done a 180-degree turn.

"Who are you going to pick?"

The girl looked at Yan Jing, her weird energy surging. An aura of ultimate evil and wickedness radiated from her as a pale green gas slowly rose around her body. She had decided to put some pressure on Yan Jing, hoping to force him into a mistake.

Yan Jing smiled:

"I've made my decision."

He extended a finger, pointing out the window.

The others' expressions remained unchanged.

Choosing the two inheritors was indeed the wisest option.

Of course, it was also incredibly boring.

"Tsk..." The girl was annoyed, feeling that Long Quezhou and Wang Yu had ruined her fun.

She had her eye on the Moon Yin Domain and wanted to announce her arrival in a much more violent manner.

But a second later, Yan Jing's finger swept from the window into the room, passing over everyone one by one.

"Domain Lord Long just mentioned that I haven't seen much of your Pathways. I'm quite interested, so I'd like to spar with all of you and test them out."

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, gently tapping against the glass—the only sound left in the room.

Everyone looked at Yan Jing with sheer disbelief.

If their expressions had been out of sync before, they were now practically identical.

They all felt that Yan Jing must have gone mad!

Fighting everyone.

One against six!

Either they were crazy, or the entire world had gone insane.

Finally, Shen ??ran, who was standing beside Yan Jing, was the first to speak.

She reached out and straightened Yan Jing's collar, then bowed slightly to the group:

"I will go prepare the arena now."

Then, amid the dead silence, Shen ??ran pushed the door open and left.

[Domain Lord Yan Battles Four Outer Domain Lords!]

[Domain Lord Yan Fights for the Dignity of Moon Yin!]

[Domain Lord Yan Guards the Gates Alone!]

[...]

Several headlines instantly ignited the internet news sections across the three domains.

Just like before, major livestreaming platforms were permitted to broadcast the showdown.

On a vast expanse at the border between the First Ring Domain and the Second Ring Domain, the crowd of spectators had packed the area three layers deep, rendering it completely impenetrable.

This created increasing internal pressure for the visiting domain lords, including the petite girl.

This was a live broadcast.

Winning or losing aside, simply exposing their trump cards here... wasn't worth the cost.

They realized this was exactly why Yan Jing had permitted the broadcast.

It was meant to tie their hands.

"Let loose later. Don't hold back," the girl said, leaning close to the terrifying monster's ear to give her final instructions.

"Don't make me wipe your ass for you."

"Rest assured, Teacher."

The monster's eyes radiated a brutal glare.

Daring to embarrass his teacher...

He had to be ready to suffer the consequences.

Elsewhere, the monkey-faced man approached a teenage girl who was gripping a tree like a dumbbell in one hand and holding a scripture in the other. "Stop reading. A fight is about to start; are you ready?"

The girl shook her head:

"Master, I don't like fighting and killing."

"Idiot." The man smacked the girl on the head.

"Do you think I like it? If Dog and Rooster weren't having a cold war, would your master have busted his ass coming to this godforsaken place?"

"Blast the opponent away later so I can get a good rest, hear me?"

"Oh." The girl rubbed the swelling lump on her head, looking aggrieved.

"OK, we're rolling."

The man shouldering the Video Camera gave Lin Xiaoran an OK gesture.

Lin Xiaoran immediately took a deep breath and smiled:

"Viewers and friends, today is the Spring Festival! Who could have expected that our Moon Yin Domain would usher in such a monumental New Year's program? Today, our very own Domain Lord Yan is prepared to personally deliver several victories as a holiday gift to everyone."

"Stepping out for our opponents in the first battle is the inheritor of Dongcang, the candidate Moluo!"

The Video Camera tilted up, framing the terrifying monster in its lens. With its upper body hidden above the clouds, its exact face was obscured, but just the sight of those hill-like legs was enough to send a chill through the hearts of every Moon Yin resident behind a screen.

"Is a monster like this... really still human...?"

"It looks like it could stomp a whole city block flat with one foot... The domain lord is going to fight it?"

"Yeah... Go, Domain Lord Yan!!!"

But just as the viewers sank into terror over the opponent, Lin Xiaoran spoke again:

"Furthermore, also appearing in this first battle is the inheritor of Qitian, the candidate Sun Bujue."

"...There's another one!!!"

"Fuck me..."

The audience felt a bit numb as they watched the mountain peak slowly moving into the arena.

"Is that... a person?"

"Why is it that the higher the Tier these guys reach, the less human they look? Unlike Domain Lord Yan, who still looks like a proper person."

But soon, the camera cut, and everyone noticed something was wrong.

The opponent wasn't the mountain.

It was the girl holding up the mountain from underneath.

"May Heaven bless Moon Yin."

"May Heaven bless Moon Yin..."

This phrase quickly flooded the screens.

They couldn't help it. Compared to his opponents, Yan Jing looked handsome, but he completely lacked any imposing presence.

At that moment, Yan Jing also stepped forward.

Compared to the two opponents opposite him, his physical size was like an ant standing before a skyscraper. The disparity was extreme.

Everyone was alarmed, worried that Yan Jing would be casually swatted to death before he even made a move.

Yan Jing looked at the two of them, smiling as he spoke:

"The two domain lords possess great methods."

"For Dongcang, that domain lord must have found someone with a gigantism physique, then stimulated him from a young age using the Heavenly Kingdom's modification technology and biological agents, allowing atavistic Bloodline revival and biological restructuring to occur simultaneously."

"As for Qitian, you must have a Peaceful Buddha physique and then followed a path similar to a body cultivator. It's an excellent combination—an attempt to walk the old path of ancient Deities with a touch of innovation."

Yan Jing hadn't spoken quietly. After he finished, not only did the two opponents' expressions change slightly, but so did the expressions of the girl and the monkey-faced man watching from outside the arena.

They hadn't expected Yan Jing to figure out both fighters' foundations in such a short time.

"Wang Yu, you traitor!"

The girl glared angrily at Wang Yu, convinced she had planted a spy.

Wang Yu felt exasperated. What the hell did this have to do with her?

Everyone knew that Yan Jing was a walking encyclopedia when it came to ancient paths.

Long Quezhou spoke indifferently:

"With the approach of the Day of Godhood, the revival of these ancient Bloodlines isn't necessarily a good thing. If ancient Bloodlines are awakening, then it's entirely possible that true ancient

"Now that it's confirmed, I truly cannot agree."

Hearing Yan Jing's words, everyone's expressions froze, though their subsequent reactions varied wildly.

The monkey-faced man raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on his face.

The dark-skinned woman's eyes flashed, blazing like a prairie fire.

The hairy, pale-skinned man frowned but ultimately said nothing.

Finally, the petite young girl simply burst out laughing:

"Domain Lord Yan has guts."

"I heard from Little Wang that you were put forward because of Liu Xiaoyue's unexpected death. Looking at it now, was Yueyin so worried about us taking over that they panicked and picked some random guy?"

Little Wang.

Yan Jing glanced at Wang Yu in the distance, who wore a dark expression and a body full of muscle.

Little Wang...

Yan Jing pressed down the corners of his mouth:

"It doesn't matter to me."

"Just tell me what the assessment entails."

"Heh..." Hearing his words, the young girl sneered:

"Fine. Since Domain Lord Yan says so, I won't make things difficult for you."

"How about this: for this trip, Monkey and I brought our own inheritors, while Sheep and Horse didn't."

"You can choose. You can either pick one of us four to spar with, face Monkey's and my inheritors at the same time, or have each of the four of us set a separate test for you to take."

"As long as you win any one of these three scenarios, you'll pass the assessment."

Yan Jing nodded:

"Sure."

"Straightforward." The young girl's lips curled into a smile, and she whistled.

A muffled bang exploded in midair from an unknown source. The room shook violently, causing the refreshments and documents on the tables in front of them to tumble to the floor.

The next instant, just outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, a hideous head slowly lowered itself to peer into the room.

It was an incredibly ugly head, covered in ghastly scars from its eyebrows down to its chin. Lips thicker than telephone poles curled outward to reveal jagged teeth, which were stained with bits of red and yellow flesh of unknown origin.

"Teacher!"

The head opened its mouth.

It was obvious he hadn't used much force, but his voice still boomed like thunder.

Although everyone present was of a high Tier, they still felt the sound sweep across the floor like a thunderclap, causing them to frown.

This was a monster.

A true monster.

Going purely by his degree of mutation, calling him an inner world resident wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.

No one knew where the young girl had found such an inheritor.

"This is my inheritor."

A smile surfaced on the young girl's face, completely unmasking her malice. "Make your choice."

"What do Domain Lord Wang and Domain Lord Long think?" Yan Jing didn't choose directly; instead, he looked at Wang Yu and Long Quezhou in the distance and smiled.

"..." In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on the two of them.

Wang Yu felt a tightness in her chest.

This wasn't a good spot to be put in.

If she recommended that Yan Jing choose the two inheritors, she would undoubtedly be showing weakness in front of the others.

If she suggested he choose from the four of them—setting aside whether he could win—whoever she singled out would essentially be labeled the weakest in her eyes, offending them for no reason. Just as she hesitated, Long Quezhou suddenly spoke up:

"Sheep is the weakest."

It was over.

Wang Yu slapped her forehead.

She had forgotten that Yan Jing wasn't the only troublemaker on their side.

Long Quezhou, acting as if he hadn't noticed the hairy man's glare, continued:

"The weakest is Sheep, then Horse. Monkey and Rat are about the same."

"If you're going to choose from the four of them, it's best to pick Sheep."

"He specializes in vitality, which is your area of expertise. Aside from him, Horse is speed, Monkey is skill, and Rat is pestilence." "Long Quezhou!" Seeing him lay out everyone's foundation so openly, the young girl glared, her face full of displeasure.

Long Quezhou didn't stop and continued, "Of course, picking the two little guys is also a good choice. It's very safe."

"After all, the Rituals of those four belong to Pathways you haven't seen much of."

"The heavy snow will last for two or three years. There's no rush right now."

Yan Jing suddenly burst into laughter:

"Domain Lord Long, since you think so highly of me, I really must thank you."

Long Quezhou said no more.

Beside him, Wang Yu finally realized what was happening.

Long Quezhou wasn't acting like an idiot.

This guy was pledging allegiance in advance and buying a ticket to get on board!

Nothing was going to happen to Yan Jing anyway. Coming out of seclusion this time, there was a high probability that his heart of reaching the summit was almost fully formed. In half a year, maybe even less, once Yan Jing's Tier reached the Summit, would any of this right now even matter?

It wouldn't mean shit!

Damn it... Wang Yu groaned inwardly. How could she have been so stupid as to let a quiet guy like Long Quezhou beat her to the punch?

At this thought, she hurriedly spoke up:

"Right, pick the two little ones. They just look big, but it's all empty posturing. Even if they are candidates, they still haven't taken that final step." "Wang Yu."

The young girl's face completely darkened.

"Zodiac needs to present a united front to the outside. Don't tell me you two don't understand this?"

"In Domain Lord Long's and my hearts, Domain Lord Yan is already a member of Zodiac."

Wang Yu said deeply. Now that she had figured everything out, she was prepared to stand her ground to the bitter end.

The young girl's expression grew even gloomier.

She instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Before Yan Jing showed up, these two had always employed evasive tactics. Yet, this man had only been here for a short while, and their attitudes had already taken a 180-degree turn.

"How exactly are you going to choose?"

The young girl looked at Yan Jing, her weird energy surging. An aura of ultimate evil and wickedness radiated from her, and pale green gas slowly rose around her body. She decided to put some pressure on Yan Jing, hoping he would make a wrong judgment.

Yan Jing smiled:

"I've made my decision."

He extended a finger, pointing out the window.

The crowd's expressions remained unchanged.

Choosing the two inheritors was indeed the wisest of all the options.

Of course, it was also incredibly boring.

"Tsk..." The young girl was quite annoyed, feeling that Long Quezhou and Wang Yu had ruined her fun.

She had her eye on the Moon Yin Domain and wanted to announce her arrival in a more violent manner.

But the next second, Yan Jing's finger swept from outside the window back to the inside, passing over everyone one by one.

"Earlier, Domain Lord Long mentioned that I hadn't seen much of your Pathways. I'm quite interested and would like to spar with all of you to try them out."

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, gently tapping against the floor-to-ceiling windows, becoming the only sound in the room.

Everyone looked at Yan Jing in sheer disbelief.

If their expressions had been out of sync before, they were now practically identical.

They all felt that Yan Jing must have gone mad!

Sparring with everyone.

One against six!

Either they were crazy, or the whole world had gone insane.

Finally, Shen ??ran, who was standing beside Yan Jing, was the first to speak.

She reached out to straighten Yan Jing's collar, then bowed slightly to the group:

"I will go prepare the arena now."

Then, amid the dead silence, Shen ??ran pushed the door open and left.

[Domain Lord Yan Battles Four Outer Domain Lords!]

[Domain Lord Yan Fights for the Dignity of Yueyin!]

[Domain Lord Yan Guards the Gates Alone!]

[...]

Several headlines instantly ignited the internet news sections across the three domains.

Just like before, major livestreaming platforms were permitted to broadcast this showdown.

On a vast plain at the border between the First Ring Domain and the Second Ring Domain, the crowd of spectators had packed the area three layers deep, rendering it completely watertight.

This also caused several domain lords, including the petite young girl, to feel increasing internal pressure.

This was a live broadcast.

Setting aside winning or losing, just exposing their trump cards here... wasn't worth the cost.

They also realized that this was something Yan Jing had intentionally permitted.

It was simply to tie their hands.

"Let loose later, don't hold back." The young girl leaned close to the terrifying monster's ear and gave her final instructions.

"Don't make me clean up your mess."

"Rest assured, Teacher."

The monster's eyes revealed a brutal glare.

Daring to embarrass his teacher.

Then he had to be ready to suffer the consequences.

On the other side, the monkey-faced man also found a young girl who was gripping a tree like a dumbbell with one hand and holding a scripture in the other. "Stop reading. A fight is about to start; are you ready?"

The young girl shook her head:

"Master, I don't like fighting and killing."

"Stupid brain." The man smacked the girl on the head:

"Do you think I like it? If Dog and Rooster weren't having a cold war, would I have busted my ass coming to this godforsaken place?"

"Blast the opponent away later and let me get a good rest, you hear me?"

"Oh." The girl rubbed the swollen lump on her head, looking aggrieved.

"OK, start rolling."

The man shouldering the Video Camera gave Lin Xiaoran an OK gesture.

Lin Xiaoran immediately took a deep breath and smiled:

"Viewers and friends, today is the Spring Festival. Who could have expected that our Yueyin would usher in the most monumental New Year's program? Today, Domain Lord Yan of Yueyin is prepared to personally deliver several victories to everyone as this year's holiday gift."

"Stepping out for the opponent's first battle is the inheritor of the Dongcang Domain, the candidate, Moluo!"

The Video Camera tilted up, revealing the silhouette of that terrifying monster in the lens. More than half of its body was hidden above the clouds, making its exact face completely obscured, but just looking at its hill-like legs was enough to send a chill into the hearts of the Yueyin residents behind their screens.

"This kind of monster... is he really still human...?"

"It feels like he could stomp an entire section of our city flat with one foot... Is the Domain Lord going to fight him?"

"Yeah... Go Domain Lord Yan!!!"

But just as everyone was sinking into terror over the opponent, Lin Xiaoran spoke again:

"Furthermore, also appearing in the first battle is the inheritor of the Qitian Domain, the candidate, Sun Bujue."

"...There's another one!!!"

"Fuck me..."

The crowd watched the mountain peak slowly moving into the arena, feeling a bit numb.

"Is... this a person?"

"Why is it that the higher the Tier these guys reach, the less human they look? Not like Domain Lord Yan, who still looks like a proper person."

But soon, the camera cut, and everyone noticed something was wrong.

The opponent wasn't that mountain.

It was the young girl holding up the mountain from underneath.

"May Heaven bless our Yueyin."

"May Heaven bless our Yueyin..."

This phrase quickly flooded the screens.

There was nothing they could do. Compared to the opponents, Yan Jing looked handsome but really lacked any imposing presence.

At this time, Yan Jing also appeared.

Compared to the two opponents opposite him, his physical size was like an ant looking up at a skyscraper; the disparity was extremely vast.

Everyone was a little alarmed, worried that Yan Jing would be casually swatted to death before he even made a move.

Yan Jing looked at the two of them, smiling as he spoke:

"The two domain lords possess great methods."

"For Dongcang, that domain lord must have found someone with a gigantism physique, then used the Heavenly Kingdom's modification technology and biological agents to stimulate him from a young age, allowing atavistic bloodline revival and biological restructuring to happen simultaneously."

"As for Qitian, you must have a Peaceful Buddha physique and then followed a path similar to a body cultivator. It's a very nice combination, trying to walk the old path of ancient Deities with a bit of innovation."

Yan Jing's voice wasn't low. After he finished speaking, not only the two opponents but also the young girl and the monkey-faced man outside the arena had slight changes in expression.

They hadn't expected Yan Jing to figure out the backgrounds of both fighters in such a short time.

"Wang Yu, you traitor!"

The young girl glared angrily at Wang Yu, convinced she had planted a spy.

Wang Yu felt helpless. What the hell did this have to do with her?

Everyone knew that Yan Jing was a know-it-all when it came to ancient paths.

Long Quezhou spoke indifferently:

"With the approach of the Day of Godhood, the revival of these ancient bloodlines isn't necessarily a good thing. If ancient bloodlines can awaken, then it's naturally possible for those true ancient beings to awaken as well."

"This is also the reason our Zodiac needs to unite."

"..." Hearing Long Quezhou's words, the young girl fell silent.

Of course, it was limited only to that.

She certainly hadn't agreed to let Yan Jing join them. At this moment, she coldly watched the center of the battlefield, hoping that Yan Jing would be slapped to death by the two of them. In the arena.

Yan Jing smiled:

"If you two little guys can force out my weird energy, I'll consider it your win."

"...Please don't act like you're our elder." The woman holding up the mountain with one hand looked indifferent:

"Be careful, there's no holding back in this match. Don't throw out your back talking so big."

Yan Jing smiled:

"Bring it on, then."

As his words fell, Moluo and Sun Bujue moved at the same time.

A palm the size of a mountain peak descended from the sky, slamming straight toward Yan Jing. A series of explosive booms rang out. In an instant, the pressure above Yan Jing's head sharply spiked, making him feel as though he had been placed inside a hydraulic press, as if he would be crushed into a meat patty the very next second.

On the other side, Sun Bujue stepped back with her right foot, locking her feet to the ground. Using her waist as a pivot, she mobilized her entire body and let out a great shout. The small mountain in her hand instantly transformed into a shooting star, hurling toward Yan Jing with a fierce, trailing tail.

Two terrifying offensives aimed at Yan Jing simultaneously. The intense collision of might was like Mars crashing into Earth. In that split second, intense static snow filled everyone's livestream screens, wiping out both sound and picture completely.

For a moment, the hearts of all the Yueyin residents leaped into their throats.

Only those who truly knew what they were looking at remained completely calm.

"No way, these two are practically serving themselves up on a silver platter. Competing in strength..."

Wang Yu sighed:

"If you ask me, why does he even need to fight all of them? Fighting two is enough."

"It's up to him to decide how he wants to stir things up." Long Quezhou looked impassive:

"Otherwise, how do you think these guys got into Yueyin?"

"...That's true."

Wang Yu was somewhat speechless.

Last time, even that old Ninth Tier guy hadn't been able to enter Yueyin.

Evidently, the fact that these few idiots could come in this time must have been intentionally permitted by Yan Jing.

"This guy, he didn't trust us much from the very start. He's testing us." Wang Yu scratched her head. She had never been very good at things that required brains.

Long Quezhou offered rare praise:

"I actually think this is pretty good."

"The fact that he still has the leeway to test us proves he is strong enough."

"Only if he is strong enough will we be stable enough."

While the two were talking, the apocalyptic dust storm blanketing the center of The Plains was slowly blown away, and the livestream screens were restored.

Everyone looked toward the center of the arena, only to see that in the area of impact, the surrounding air had unexpectedly turned as black as ink. Drops of dark red blood filled every inch of the space between heaven and earth, vaporizing into a mist.

The small mountain was nowhere to be seen, replaced instead by a massive mound of dirt.

The mound was a grayish-yellow hue—it was clearly the product of the previous small mountain being pulverized and reconstructed.

And on the peak of that mound, Yan Jing's figure emerged. He was still wearing that grayish-black trench coat, and beside him lay a chunk of black flesh the size of a one-mu field.

"Ahhh!!!"

A miserable scream that sounded like a Deity's shriek echoed in the sky, shaking the heavenly palace and shattering the layers of clouds.

Within that blood mist, Moluo's foot hung in midair, missing a chunk from the sole.

Black blood cascaded from the wound like a waterfall; it was the very source of this pitch-black blood mist.

On the screens, comments flew by at breakneck speed, yet it felt as quiet as a graveyard.

The visual impact of this scene was simply too strong. No one could remain calm under such circumstances.

"The two little guys are indeed quite strong."

Yan Jing smiled:

"It's my turn to attack."

"You'd better use your strongest abilities to take this move of mine, otherwise it's truly over."

"With so many people watching."

After he finished speaking, Yan Jing took a light breath, and then his body slowly began to turn.

It didn't look like the starting stance of some ultimate move. Instead, it looked like a handsome youth filming a short video in a park during the day, livestreaming his Taiji practice. But the eyes of everyone behind the screens twitched uncontrollably.

Because as Yan Jing's body moved, countless spiderweb-like cracks continuously spread out through the air behind him. Very soon, they were on the verge of growing even larger than Moluo's sole.

Destroying space with every movement?! Right now, Sun Bujue and Moluo, who were standing opposite Yan Jing, felt this the most profoundly.

In their eyes, there was a monster slowly waking from its slumber right in front of them. That invisible energy had already risen, piercing past the clouds and smashing through the sky, causing them to tremble all over.

"Interrupt him!!!"

In the distance, the young girl tensed up entirely and roared at Moluo in the sky.

The monkey-faced man was even more direct. The staff strapped to his back automatically floated up and hung in the air.

A massive bell tolled.

Only then did Sun Bujue wake as if from a dream, snapped out of that suppressed state.

"Run away."

The man's words were much more direct than the young girl's.

And far graver, too.

The next instant, Moluo clamped his giant arms together forcefully. The winds and clouds of the entire world abruptly transformed. In the sky above Yan Jing's head, a vortex large enough to swallow The Plains expanded with his clap. Terrifying rainbow light condensed within the spinning vortex. The next instant, torrential energy poured down from inside it, descending to suppress Yan Jing. Meanwhile, Sun Bujue's figure split into ten thousand, densely packing the entire sky as she recklessly scattered and fled into the distance.

At this moment, the entirety of The Plains was riddled with cracks.

Gale-force winds, dark clouds, booming thunder, crushing air pressure...

All sorts of heaven-and-earth anomalies emerged at the same time, and indistinguishable noise filled everyone's ears.

But the next second...

With the punch that Yan Jing blasted out.

Everything, absolutely everything, vanished.

The clouds thinned and the wind turned gentle, the sky grew high and crisp. Sunlight reappeared, illuminating the scarred and battered Plains once again.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

That figure as large as a mountain peak, those myriad ever-changing illusions—all were reduced to nothingness under this single punch.

Only two pieces of minced flesh, which couldn't even be called bodies anymore, plummeted to the ground amidst this scene of peace.

Yan Jing's face was calm as he wiped his bloodstained cuffs.