Chapter 7: No One Dare to Contend for the Edge

Seeing those words, the burly man with blue scales covering his arms exclaimed, "Monster script! Indeed, it is a great expert of our monster clan."

So what? Those fated to encounter it will learn of it.

The old man on the hide shook his head, refusing to yield.

He is the Supreme Elder of the Numinous Treasure Cave Heaven, and his words naturally carry weight.

What can you make out?

Yang Zhu asked the Black Dog; relying on this fellow's insight, he would gain some understanding.

Beyond the gate may lie another small world; to possess such means, this great monster's cultivation must be extraordinarily strong.

The Black Dog glanced at the stone gate and quickly reached a conclusion.

On critical matters, he is fairly reliable, after all, such things are no joking matter.

Yang Zhu hesitated no more; under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he stepped toward the stone gate.

"Where did this human brat come from, daring to be so insolent!"

Both sides were still standoffish, never expecting a youth to ignore them, wanting to be the first to enter the Yin Tomb, instantly enraging the monster clan to fury.

They are all experts of the Divine Bridge Secret Realm; when has a Sea of Suffering cultivator ever been so bold?

The old man on the hide also cast his gaze, saying nothing, secretly admiring Yang Zhu's mettle.

The remaining cultivators all held their breath; though they were not weak, they had to admit they lacked such courage.

"I will enter the Yin Tomb; why should I seek your advice?"

Yang Zhu stared straight at the monster clan, his tone without any fluctuation.

"Exactly, you're nothing; we'll do as we please."

The Black Emperor showed no courtesy, let alone to fellow monsters; even if a true great expert appeared, he would not spare them any mercy.

"Human brat, you're courting death!"

The burly man with blue scales covering his arms could not hold back first, spitting out a burst of blue light that formed a great green net, sweeping toward Yang Zhu.

The strands of the green net were crystal clear, glowing with iridescent light, as if forged from fine jade.

Yang Zhu leapt into midair, his body radiating precious light; scorching brilliance shot forth from the Sea of Suffering, his momentum instantly surging.

He made no attempt to dodge, directly confronting the oncoming green net.

Whoosh!

Under the gaze of all cultivators, Yang Zhu, without employing any technique, tore the green net apart with his bare hands!

"That's a Divine Net woven by Divine Bridge experts, and he just tore it apart like that?"

"What a terrifying flesh… body, where did this freak come from?"

Every cultivator who witnessed this scene sucked in a breath of cold air; such a powerful physique was something they had never seen before, truly terrifying.

"You want to kill me?"

From the previous attack, Yang Zhu sensed the opponent's intense killing intent, his eyes gradually turning icy.

If so, then he will hold back no longer.

Employing the Stride Character Technique, Yang Zhu lifted his leg; the moment his toes touched the ground, his figure shifted sideways by tens of meters.

"How is this possible!"

The burly man exclaimed in shock, never expecting Yang Zhu's speed to be so terrifying; in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived nearby.

His fist tore through the void, straight for the burly man's vital point.

He had no time to react fully, barely raising both hands to block in front of him.

Green light blossomed on his arm as copious blue scales erupted from beneath his skin, interlocking to form a sturdy defense.

The instant their limbs made contact, the burly man's complexion abruptly changed.

Boom! Accompanied by a tremendous dull thud, the burly man felt his arm weigh as much as ten thousand jin, as if a small mountain pressed upon him, sending a sharp pain through him.

"Just who are you!"

Only now did the burly man realize Yang Zhu's extraordinariness, his face grim.

"Listen well, I am Yang Zhu."

The golden Sea of Suffering churned, raising ripples; the next moment, golden qi and blood surged from within his body, instantly engulfing the burly man.

The golden qi and blood surged like a rainbow, bursting forth with endless radiance; it was the intertwining of Dao markings and divine patterns, the power it unleashed extraordinarily domineering, as if capable of destroying everything in the world. Pfft— the qi and blood swept over, its momentum even more ferocious than Yang Zhu's attack; the instant the burly man was struck, he was flung backward, blood continually spraying from his mouth.

Cultivators standing a bit closer, upon touching the golden qi and blood, felt their internal spiritual power churn; before long their faces flushed crimson, frightened into retreating repeatedly.

Merely touching a strand of Holy Body bloodline produced this effect; they dared not imagine the predicament of that great monster at this moment.

Faced with a life force as vast as an ocean, everyone's bodies involuntarily shivered, frozen in place for a long time.

A thought suddenly exploded in their minds.

"Ancient Holy Body!"

"It is actually the legendary Holy Body; isn't this physique unsuitable for cultivation in the present era?"

As cultivators, they all know well the terror of the Holy Body; each time it appears, it inevitably causes a great uproar, even the few Holy Lands would be shaken!

For every Holy Body is nearly a peerless genius of its age; when such a heavenly pride stands before it, he appears dim and lackluster by comparison.

Besides an invincible flesh, the Ancient Holy Body also possesses abundant vitality, its lifespan exceeding that of peers of the same realm by many years.

It is said that when the Holy Body reaches perfection, it gains the capital to contend with a Great Emperor, leaving the world in awe.

"What Ancient Holy Body? It is clearly a Holy Body Dao Fetus!"

The Big Black Dog shouted from the side, extremely indignant.

At the same moment the burly man was flung away, Yang Zhu closed in, his golden fist unleashing the power of bloodline.

Accompanied by a ripping sound, the opponent's chest was punched through, his viscera affected and instantly shattered.

The burly man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Soon his inner vitality swiftly faded, and after a moment he collapsed stiffly.

A great demon of the Divine Bridge Secret Realm was just slain by Yang Zhu with thunderous means!

Yang Zhu stood in place, his white robes unstained by dust, bearing an aloof, transcendent air.

He resembled a deity, possessing immense divine power, with none daring to oppose him!

He slowly scanned the circle, then Yang Zhu said, "If anyone disagrees, step forward!"

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The few demons who had come out to argue now had blackened faces, looking as unpleasant as if they had eaten dead flies.

"……"

They opened their mouths, but due to fear of Yang Zhu's strength, the words on the tip of their tongues remained unspoken.

Including the remaining cultivators, awed by the holy body's might, none dared to respond.

Even mighty demon experts who had crossed two secret realms could only endure for a moment, let alone them.

"Why aren't you speaking anymore? Where did that bravado go?"

Like a calf, the Black Emperor cocked his dog eyes at the few great demons, showing no mercy.

"Damn, I thought you were tough, but you're nothing special. Next time you see this emperor, detour!"

This guy was extremely smug, almost pointing at their noses to curse them.

Creak~

Those few great demons, cursed by a black dog like this, had their veins bulge with anger, their clenched fists creaking, wishing they could immediately slay this dog relying on human power.

Had they not feared Yang Zhu, they would have already flayed the black dog and pulled out its tendons.

"Tsk tsk, this black dog is also top-notch; it really proves that saying."

"Never mind those few great demons; I even want to go up and give him a beating!"

Yang Zhu's combat prowess is plain for all to see; as for this great black dog…

This inevitably evoked a sigh.

"Woof! How dare you underestimate this emperor's strength!"

Yang Zhu felt helpless, quickly entered the stone gate; this guy following him never rests for a moment.

Beyond the stone gate lay a silver screen, obscuring the interior; what awaited him could be unknown danger.

Yang Zhu's heart rose with vigilance, ready to respond at any moment.

(End of chapter)