Chapter 33: Can Break Ten Thousand Laws

When those words were spoken, everyone present who knew the truth frowned, having no reply; anyone who paid a little attention could see the truth of the matter.

Zhou Yi privately regretted, realizing his initial plan was not thorough enough, leading to the current passive situation.

"Do you humans think that achieving a little accomplishment makes you great?" Kun Peng said with contempt, "With such meager strength, it's hard for you to even stand in this Honghuang land."

"I didn't act before simply because I felt sorry for you, but you mistook that pity for your own strength—how utterly foolish," Kun Peng's words were sharp and scornful.

"The Saint gave you a chance, Dong Huang also gave you a chance, but I will not. Your arrival today is perfect, saving me the trouble of seeking you out to eliminate you together," Kun Peng's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Yao Yan said, "I'm injured; Di Yan will let you use it first, be careful of his Demon Master's Palace—it is a treasure with exceptionally strong defense."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, the two clasped hands in oath, and golden flame immediately leapt onto his palm.

Feeling the power contained in the flame, Zhou Yi was shocked: if the flame were fully manifested, it would be repelled by the Heavenly Dao. Hence Yao Yan had not exerted his full strength earlier.

"Then let's try it, Shi Hao, keep an eye on them," he said, and Zhou Yi surged toward Kun Peng like lightning.

Facing the attack, Kun Peng not only did not retreat but advanced, and a massive, sky‑blocking illusion gradually rose behind him.

"You humans will have to atone for your choices with your lives!" Kun Peng roared.

Golden flame clashed violently with the raging sea water, both sides giving their all. Kun Peng's water‑quality law gradually fell behind the golden flame, yet his face showed no fear.

While hesitating, Zhou Yi swiftly gathered thunder power in his hand and launched it together with the flame at the enemy, like two raging dragons swooping toward Kun Peng, instantly enveloping him.

Zhou Yi felt a surge of joy, thinking he had succeeded, but the next second Kun Peng's figure began to slowly dissipate. "What special trick is this?" he hurriedly searched for a flaw, but found none.

While he was pondering, Kun Peng suddenly appeared behind him; Zhou Yi couldn't react in time and was struck by a palm, stumbling forward a few steps.

When he turned, he only saw the palm imprint left by Kun Peng. At that moment, everyone's eyes were filled with shock—it was an afterimage.

Thunder and lightning roiled around Zhou Yi as he searched everywhere, but Kun Peng seemed to have vanished completely. Suddenly, Kun Peng appeared behind him and landed a successful strike.

A spray of fresh blood erupted, and Zhou Yi was filled with astonishment and confusion. He clearly remembered that he had shielded his entire body with thunder, so even a faster opponent could not breach that protection.

"What kind of speed is that?" Yao Yan's eyes narrowed sharply, realizing that even the strongest thunder technique was far slower than this speed.

Zhou Yi's mood plummeted to rock bottom; he silently considered that in the recent duel, the opponent had not even exerted full force.

Looking up at Shi Hao, "Can you keep up with this speed?" Shi Hao shook his head solemnly.

Although he had previously faced fast opponents, the Kun Peng before him was entirely different. His speed seemed aided by the world itself—wind accelerated him, space shortened for him, and time lingered for him.

Originally on the offensive, Zhou Yi quickly switched to defense; golden flame surrounded his body but could only barely guard.

Even so, he still had to stay vigilant for Kun Peng's sudden attacks.

Kun Peng's voice echoed from all directions, "You think a little thunder can stop me? You are too naive."

It turned out that Kun Peng truly mastered the law of speed, even surpassing the law of water.

Throughout the Vast Wilderness World, no one surpasses him in speed. Even the Saint can only yield in speed.

Kun Peng threatened, "Watch your people; watch their hearts being torn apart by me piece by piece."

Each time he appears, Kun Peng leaves a scar on Zhou Yi.

After thousands of attacks, despite the golden flame's protection, Zhou Yi became a bloodied man.

Fresh blood kept dripping, and the high temperature instantly vaporized it into a blood mist, the pungent scent of blood spreading everywhere.

The battle below had long ceased; the soldiers had retreated to a safe distance at the moment the lotus exploded, quietly awaiting the decisive outcome. For them, if the Demon Master wins, the fate of the Human Race would be doomed.

They were about to face an extremely brutal battle.

The Human Race's hunting squads also suffered considerable losses and had to retreat behind the city walls.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats, anxiously watching the sky.

Seeing the strong of their own species battered to the bone by the enemy filled everyone with loss and despair.

"It seems our Human Race is still not as strong as other races in this regard; truly rising will not be easy."

"Our cultivation time is still too short; compared with the Demon Race, we have almost no chance of winning."

A member shook his head and sighed, his face full of worry.

Shan slowly stood up, his body covered with a dozen or so wounds, all marks left from the recent battle.

However, his face was full of determination as he stood resolutely before his people, shouting loudly, "We must believe in the strength of the Human Race."

"He has shielded us from all these difficulties."

"Look at the strong ones above; they are our target, and we must keep striving toward them."

"One day, the Human Race will also become a powerful race."

Hearing Shan's encouragement, many reignited the spark of hope in their hearts.

Three Human Race champions also soothed the crowd in their own ways, casting spells to lessen the pressure overhead.

Since Shi Hao could get in, there must be a way out. They decided that the three would desperately block Kun Peng, allowing Shi Hao to lead the people to escape. As long as someone lives, the Human Race has hope.

Zhou Yi was tormented by Kun Peng's speed to the point of near collapse.

He shouted loudly, and a Human Race Dharma Image materialized behind him, his whole body instantly cloaked in golden flame as if donning a radiant battle armor, with thunder swirling around.

Yao Yan immediately hurled his Mysterious Heavy Ruler toward Zhou Yi, shouting, "Human Ancestor, catch it!"

Zhou Yi seized the Mysterious Heavy Ruler, and the Human Race Dharma Image also manifested an identical weapon, with flame and thunder interwoven upon it.

In an instant, Kun Peng's attack halted.

Zhou Yi raised the Mysterious Heavy Ruler and struck down hard; the Dharma Image behind him performed the same motion, and space began to quake violently, as if fearing this power.

Then space shattered into fragments at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are fast, but my single sword can break ten thousand laws."

As space fractured, the environment around Zhou Yi changed dramatically; the scattered space shards could instantly destroy anything they struck.

And Kun Peng's figure gradually became visible.

Seeing it appear, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If he continues moving at high speed, Zhou Yi will certainly be unable to parry.

His current condition alone makes this evident.