Chapter 57: The Terrifying Destructive Power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

"This is... the Qianyan Army of Gui Li Yuan?!"

The Demon God in the sky looked somewhat unsettled.

As an observer of the war back then, he had witnessed the combat power of the Qianyan Army with his own eyes.

Although as a Demon God, he did not fear the Qianyan Army, what he feared was the person behind them!

If the Qianyan Army are here, then that person, the Wood Spirit Immortal Lord of Gui Li Yuan, could he be here as well?

Down below, Jiang Yan clasped his hands together, and a wooden dragon emerged from beneath his feet, carrying him up into the sky.

Standing atop the wooden dragon's head, Jiang Yan gazed indifferently at the Demon God before him.

"You are... the Wood Spirit Immortal Lord of Gui Li Yuan?"

Looking at the wooden dragon before him, the Demon God of the Mingyun Tribe wore a Solemn expression.

"Hmm, so I wonder, sir, what business brings you here?"

Jiang Yan crossed his arms, his tone calm.

"The Salt of the Earth is territory I have set my sights on! Are you Gui Li Yuan going to interfere here?"

The Demon God questioned angrily; naturally, his mood was not good when someone took what he had set his sights on.

"Emmm... if you put it that way, you're actually right."

Jiang Yan chuckled, his tone somewhat playful.

"I am interfering, so what can you do about it?"

"You!"

The Demon God of the Mingyun Tribe was clearly very angry, but he had not lost his reason.

He was merely a lower-tier Demon God; even Chi and the Dream Demon God were no match for the Wood Spirit Immortal Lord, let alone him!

"Hmph! I will remember this! One day sooner or later, I will make you pay!"

The Demon God of the Mingyun Tribe left a threatening remark and prepared to retreat.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan clasped his hands together.

The earth roared, and wooden figures grew from the ground; a giant hand suddenly grabbed the Demon God who wanted to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, no need to wait for 'one day sooner or later'; finish the day's business on the day itself. Let's settle this today."

Jiang Yan smiled as he watched the Demon God struggling wildly on the opposite side.

"Hey, hey, I happen to have a newly practiced move. How about this: if you can withstand my strike, we'll call this matter settled. What do you think?"

Withstand my strike?

Such a damn familiar phrase.

The captured Demon God shook his head wildly.

He recalled again that day's Buddha that blocked out the sky and the fists that filled the heavens and earth.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I forgot to tell you: resistance is futile."

Jiang Yan's lips curled up; his right hand clenched into a fist, and a glowing white light condensed upon his knuckles.

With a sudden swing, Jiang Yan punched the air before him.

"Crack... Crack..."

Before Jiang Yan, the space seemed shattered by something; countless cracks spread outward from the fist as the base.

To actually shatter space with a single punch?!

The Demon God grew even more terrified.

The cracks before him produced a strong sense of dread in his heart.

Heuria also arrived outside the door, standing at the entrance, his gaze fixed tightly on the youth who shattered space with a single punch.

A single punch can crack space; the Wood Spirit Immortal Lord of Gui Li Yuan, terrifying indeed!

"Here it comes~"

Jiang Yan's voice reached the Demon God's ears.

The Demon God struggled wildly, shattered the wooden figure's restraint, and fled wildly toward the distance.

"Want to run? It's a bit too late!"

Jiang Yan smiled slightly.