Chapter 180: Flesh Fist Shatters the Enemy

This disciple's body‑refining results are clearly the highest among all Blood Demon Sect disciples. His muscles are cast in bronze, as if molten copper had been poured and solidified.

And in his hand he holds a False Holy Artifact—a spiked club.

"How shameless! Using a False Holy Artifact!"

"Do Blood Demon Sect members even have any face left? They've risen to the Fourth Realm and still wield a False Holy Artifact!"

The branch‑school disciples all began to berate him.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple bowed his head in shame and said nothing. He is a barbarian, straightforward by nature. Yet this is a life‑or‑death battle; without pulling out his prized treasure, he lacks confidence of surviving under Ye Liuyun.

As for winning, he no longer harbors great hope. He only wishes to drain Ye Liuyun's True Essence as much as possible, buying a chance for the last disciple.

Ye Liuyun, after more than ten Blade Combats, has already replenished much of the thirty percent True Essence he previously expended. Even if the opponent wields a False Holy Artifact, he is confident of victory.

He waved his hand, pressing down on the branch‑school disciples; the scene fell silent in an instant.

Even Steward Yue was startled by the sight. Even if he wanted these brats to quiet down, he still had to exert pressure.

Yet Ye Liuyun did not use imposing aura; a simple gesture alone silenced everyone. This shows that Ye Liuyun has already become, unseen, the leader among these branch‑school disciples.

"One move and I'll kill you!" Ye Liuyun said calmly.

The barbarian Blood Demon Sect disciple opposite him flushed even redder upon hearing that!

He has risen to the Fourth Realm, wields a False Holy Artifact, and the opponent still says one move will kill him!

One move to kill him, not one move to defeat him!

He couldn't help feeling humiliated and angry. Yet his anger seemed tiny before Ye Liuyun's domineering presence, leaving even him with a sense of powerlessness.

The domineering aura surrounding Ye Liuyun has already permeated his very bones, not just when he uses a blade.

In fact he knows that a weapon of False Holy Artifact rank, in the hands of someone below a Saint, cannot even unleash half its power. Its greater purpose is merely intimidation; true power is inferior to a personal Heaven Tier weapon.

The barbarian disciple summoned all his strength, raising the spiked club with both hands. Simultaneously, True Essence condensed, forming a massive spiked club nearly thirty zhang long in the air.

True Qi taking form is the most striking sign of the Sea Transformation realm.

Ye Liuyun's whole body erupted with True Essence; blood‑red thunder and golden‑red flames manifested instantly. Within a three‑zhang radius, the space resembled hell, filled with blood‑red lightning flashing, and golden‑red flames flickering.

He extended his right hand and clenched a fist.

Two‑tenth of his Bloodline Power exploded, merging with the power of the eighth layer of Immortal Overlord Body into this fist. The blood‑red lightning and golden‑red flames quickly condensed, forming a gigantic fist in the air.

The disciples below shouted in surprise.

"What kind of power is that? So terrifying!"

"Blood Thunder! It's the Blood Thunder of Blood Thunder Peak!"

"This power is too terrifying, makes my liver tremble!"

"Junior Brother Ye will smash the False Holy Artifact with his fist! So awesome!"

Even the dean and others watched the stance with tension.

Only the Grand Elder's eyes brightened further; he rose excitedly and shouted, "Stronger Bloodline Power! This is at least Red‑level Bloodline Power!"

He wasn't worried about Ye Liuyun at all; he was amazed by the Bloodline Power Ye Liuyun displayed!

"Bloodline Power? This kid really hid it!" Nan Xin'er murmured.

For a moment, every disciple with Bloodline Power felt their own power quiver slightly. Ye Liuyun's Bloodline Power clearly dwarfed theirs, utterly crushing them.

If the previous punch had been too swift for them to sense, this time their perception would not be mistaken.

That dense Bloodline Pressure was enough to shock them.

Long Yue, Qi Tianyue and the others were all dumbfounded!

"So his Bloodline aptitude is truly the strongest!"

"Junior Brother!" Song Yi and Li Mengxi looked at Ye Liuyun excitedly.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun was their hope, the hope of the entire Golden Armor Army!

Everyone stared tensely at the moment the fist collided with the spiked club.

"Boom!"

Everyone's hearts jumped with that collision sound.

A raging gust swept everywhere; for an instant the arena was obscured, no one could be seen.

The spectators below held their breath, eyes fixed on the outcome.

When the dust cleared, Ye Liuyun still stood in place. The barbarian disciple opposite him had both arms shattered, lying blood‑soaked and motionless. The spiked club was flung far away.

Ye Liuyun snapped his fingers, snatched the spiked club and the barbarian disciple's Storage Ring, then calmly placed the items into his own Storage Ring.

Boom!

The arena erupted in wave after wave of applause, cheers, and the shrieks of the female disciples!

"So awesome! Leaping across the Fourth Realm to smash a False Holy Artifact!"

"He's my idol!"

All the disciples went berserk. If not for the Formation blocking the arena, they would have rushed up to hurl Ye Liuyun into the air.

Both elders of the Blood Demon Sect had already become numb! Even if they won the final match, it would be a bitter victory, one for nineteen.

But it was worth it. If a monster like Ye Liuyun were allowed to grow, they'd be even harder to deal with later.

Now only one disciple remains; all hope rests on him. They hope his Trump Card will work.

Before the last Blood Demon Sect disciple stepped onto the stage, he swallowed a black pill.

That pill is what they call the Trump Card, the Blood Demon Pill.

The Blood Demon Pill can instantly corrupt a person's bloodline, and for someone at the Sixth Sea Transformation, it can raise them at least two realms. However, the side effects are severe: at best it temporarily regresses cultivation, at worst it fully demonicizes a person, never to recover.

The disciple marched onto the stage, already beginning to change.

His whole body turned blood‑red, blood oozed from his skin, and his body swelled to twice its original size.

His eyes bulged blood‑filled like oxen, terrifyingly grotesque. Black Demon Qi swirled around him like a descending demon king. Even a Saint would need to proceed with caution.

Moreover, he also held in his hand a False Holy Artifact, the Blood‑thirsty Demon Blade.

The disciples below the stage all began to curse again.

"This Blood Demon Sect really has no shame— not only wielding a False Holy Artifact, but also taking drugs!"

Facing the chorus of curses from below, the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect on stage also said mournfully: "Ye Liuyun, to force my Blood Blade to this extent— even if I die, it would still be worth it!"

The Qi Tian Commander of the Blood Demon Sect and that Elder wore looks of triumph! "That kid is doomed!"

"What? He's the famed Blood Blade of the Blood Demon Sect?"

"It is said that the Blood Blade ranks among the top ten at the Blood Demon Sect headquarters! Doesn't that mean Junior Brother Ye could also rank within the top ten of the Blood Demon Sect?"

The disciples below also erupted in astonishment. Even the Grand Elder and the Director of the Main Institute looked at the Blood Blade with caution.