Chapter 1283: Invincible Physical Body

After the Demon Race saw the Supreme Elder, they all dispersed far away, automatically yielding the arena to them.

What Ye Liuyun did not expect was that after the elders on the platform and the others dispersed, they instead bowed to Ye Liuyun.

This sudden gesture left Ye Liuyun somewhat at a loss.

"Thank you, Young Master Ye, for rescuing my Demon Race from fire and water!" the Supreme Elder said.

Ye Liuyun quickly returned the salute, saying: "Supreme Elder, you truly trouble me! The Demon Race resisted the Alien Evil Artifact's invasion, paying a huge price. As a member of Zhongyang Dalu, contributing to the Demon Race is only natural!"

The Supreme Elder, hearing this, also sighed: "Young Master Ye's magnanimity, considering the issue from the whole picture. If Human Martial Cultivators could think likewise, those evil artifacts would have no trouble being eliminated!"

Ye Liuyun also spoke earnestly: "With external enemies present, whether Human Race, Demon Race, Demon Cultivator, or Beast Clan, we should unite against them and jointly protect our home!"

"Ha ha! Well said! So ambitious! With a rising talent like you among the Human Race, the evil artifacts will surely be destroyed!" the Supreme Elder kept nodding in praise.

"Please, elders on the platform, make a move to test this youngster's Physical Body resilience. I've already tried before; even at full strength I couldn't hurt him!" the Demon Race Clan Chief interjected.

"Hmm!" the Supreme Elder nodded and also sized up Ye Liuyun.

When he saw Ye Liuyun's cultivation realm, he was even more astonished.

"An Earth Sovereign Third Layer can withstand a Tianzun Seventh Layer attack—remarkable!"

Ye Liuyun also scanned that elder with his Golden Pupil and discovered he was at the Tianzun Eighth Layer Peak.

The Supreme Elder, sensing Ye Liuyun's scrutiny, voluntarily introduced himself: "I am at the Tianzun Eighth Layer Peak. However, my True Essence Power is already close to the Tianzun Ninth Layer Early-Mid Stage. Can you withstand it?"

Ye Liuyun immediately replied: "Please go ahead. I also want to test where my own limit lies!"

The Demon Race Supreme Elder thought for a moment, but still did not use his full strength.

He felt that if he exerted full force and Ye Liuyun couldn't endure it, it might endanger his life.

Therefore, to be safe, he limited the attack power to the level of an ordinary Martial Cultivator at the Tianzun Eighth Layer, delivering a round.

"Dong!"

Ye Liuyun was struck by the punch and was sent flying directly from the top of the courtyard wall.

This time he flew even farther.

And after landing, a mouthful of fresh blood involuntarily spurted out.

He looked somewhat disheveled on the surface, but in fact he hadn't sustained serious injury.

"The power of the Tianzun Realm, each ascent of a layer multiplies the strength several times!"

He now had a basic understanding of the power of late-stage strong practitioners within the Tianzun Realm.

Ye Liuyun wiped the blood from his mouth corner and hurried back into the courtyard.

The Demon Race, seeing that Ye Liuyun could still walk back on his own, were so astonished their mouths gaped, forgetting even to cheer.

"Are you injured?" the Demon Race's Supreme Elder, Clan Chief, and Zuo Mu asked him concernedly.

"I'm fine, I can still endure! Junior wishes to ask senior to give it all you've got!"

Ye Liuyun bowed again to the Supreme Elder and made his request.

His Golden Pupil had already detected that the punch earlier, the elder on the platform had not mobilized his full True Essence, retaining thirty percent of his power.

As soon as he spoke, a chorus of gasps rose around him.

Ye Liuyun was about to challenge the Tianzun Ninth Layer!

The Supreme Elder's eyes also showed approval. Yet he asked: "If I use my full strength, I'm afraid you will get injured!"

"No problem. In martial cultivation, taking a little injury is nothing!" Ye Liuyun said sincerely.

Ye Liuyun's words stirred ripples in the hearts of Zuo Mu and the other young Demon Race members.

No wonder Ye Liuyun can cultivate so strong.

He truly dares to risk everything. In comparison, they could clearly hold on a bit longer in the Demonic Transformation Pool.

Thinking of this, they all wore guilty expressions. In their hearts they silently resolved to train even harder in the future.

The Clan Chief, seeing the young ones affected, was pleased. He nodded toward the Supreme Elder, indicating that a trial could proceed.

He saw Ye Liuyun's injuries were minor and thought he should be able to endure it.

"Very well! Then I shall offend you!" the Supreme Elder said, also wanting to see if Ye Liuyun could withstand his full-force strike.

Ye Liuyun bowed again to thank him.

At the same time, his entire Mysterious Origin surged, shielding his internal organs.

The only regret about the Demonic Transformation Pool is that it cannot be cultivated into the body; otherwise, he would become even stronger.

This time, the Supreme Elder unleashed his full power. The terrifying Demon Qi gathered in one punch could probably pulverize an entire mountain.

Ye Liuyun's frail body before him was like a leaf in the wind.

"Pong!"

Accompanied by a muffled thud, Ye Liuyun flew even farther. In the air he spurted another mouthful of fresh blood.

The elder on the platform, upon seeing this, immediately pursued.

The Clan Chief, Zuo Mu, and the others also followed, fearing Ye Liuyun might be seriously injured.

After Ye Liuyun fell to the ground this time, blood still oozed from his mouth corner; after a brief pause, he sat up.

"How is it?" the Clan Chief and the others asked concernedly.

They were all afraid Ye Liuyun had internal injuries, and hadn't dared to move him earlier.

"No problem!"

Ye Liuyun weakly replied, then began to recover his wounds.

"Everyone, don't disturb him; let him focus on recovery!" the elder on the platform instructed the crowd.

A group of Demon Race elites stood around Ye Liuyun, waiting for his recovery.

Not even a quarter of an hour passed before Ye Liuyun felt the injuries inside his body had fully healed.

The injury he just received was merely a slight displacement of his organs. For a Martial Cultivator, it's not a serious wound.

The Demon Race members, seeing Ye Liuyun recover so quickly, couldn't help but exclaim repeatedly.

Ye Liuyun immediately stood up and thanked everyone, "Sorry to have worried you; I'm fine now!"

"Brother, your Physical Body is truly invincible! Even the attacks of the Tianzun Ninth Tier can't shake you!" Zuo Mu exclaimed excitedly.

The Supreme Elder also sighed, "Indeed, the Physical Body is invincible! If your realm rises a bit more, even those of the Tianzun Realm won't be able to harm you! However…"

The Supreme Elder paused, then reminded Ye Liuyun, "If your opponent wields a divine artifact, you still need to be careful, or you'll suffer a heavy loss!"

"Thank you, Supreme Elder! You've worked hard!" Ye Liuyun kept thanking him.

"The world of the future will belong to your younger generation! Work hard!" After praising Ye Liuyun, the Supreme Elder turned to the Demon Race youths and said, "You must also strive! The burden of reviving the Demon Race rests on you!"

"Yes!" The Demon Race disciples, spurred by the words, answered with an unusually loud affirmation.

The Supreme Elder nodded with satisfaction, then leapt into the sky and left, returning to continue his seclusion.

"See off the Supreme Elder!" the Clan Chief, together with the clan members and Ye Liuyun, escorted him away.