Chapter 1091: The One Who Confronted the Black Fox Lady—Ba Yunzi
Before even making contact, Ximen Ye sensed the terrifying power of this punch.
The void twisted inch by inch; the fist's force remained hidden, its speed seemingly slow, yet it gave him an inescapable feeling.
Terrifying demonic power and magical energy surged forth simultaneously; Ximen Ye clenched his palm midair, his face icy, "Royal Sword Intent!"
Brilliant sword light rose from his palm, colliding head-on with Su Han's terrifying punch.
Compared to the Royal Sword Intent previously displayed by Wangquan Baye, Ximen Ye's Royal Sword Intent was now so powerful it was suffocating—capable of severing Wang Yang's ocean.
"......"
Wangquan Baye, barely catching his breath from afar, nearly choked upon seeing this.
His family's exclusive technique, now wielded by the enemy—and displayed with such overwhelming strength—made him wonder if perhaps this... the ancient demon god's true name was actually Wangquan, one of his own Wangquan clan's Laozu.
Fortunately, Wangquan Baye glanced at the Royal Sword in his hand and snapped back to reality.
Even his own clan's Laozu could never have unleashed this technique without the Royal Sword.
"I know what you're thinking! Clearly, you don't understand this... demon god deeply. In ancient times, this demon god reigned with demonic might, devouring too many powerful beings—among them, even top-tier figures from the Dongfang and Wangquan clans."
Huan Du Qingtian saw Wangquan Baye's disbelief, his voice low, his eyes carrying a faint trace of sorrow.
"After devouring so many powerful beings' magical energy, he naturally gained the ability to wield their ultimate techniques—and... the techniques he uses are even better, even stronger than the originals!"
"...... Is that so?"
Wangquan Baye fell silent, gripping the Royal Sword tightly.
He felt a deep, inner helplessness.
Facing such an utterly terrifying enemy, how could one possibly win? Then Wangquan Baye saw Su Han's punch shatter the Royal Sword Intent outright.
Wangquan Baye: "......"
Though he was glad the enemy's ultimate technique had failed,
seeing his own clan's ultimate technique smashed to pieces by a single punch—
Wangquan Baye's emotions were beyond description.
Su Han's expression was calm, yet the force of his attack was terrifyingly immense.
Ximen Ye's left half-body, merely grazed, was shattered instantly.
Ximen Ye let out a muffled groan, his face twisted in horror; in the span of a single breath, his figure blurred into an afterimage and reappeared far away.
Ximen Ye gasped heavily, his terrifying regenerative ability restoring his half-body completely.
Cold sweat dripped from his brow as he studied Su Han, eyes filled with uncertainty.
"...... How could he be this strong?"
Not only Ximen Ye doubted reality—even Huan Du Qingtian now stared, frozen.
He wondered if what he'd seen was real.
Ximen Ye's strength was unquestionable; their utter helplessness against him moments ago proved it.
Even if they fought to the death, they couldn't harm Ximen Ye in the slightest.
And yet, this Ximen Ye suffered such a devastating blow in the first instant of combat.
They had no words left to say.
"...... Besides... this one! Don't forget the terrifying seven-meter-tall being, and the girl who can dart freely through the void!"
Wangquan Baye remembered something else, his voice low.
Huan Du Qingtian said nothing.
Bai Hu Zi's power, displayed in that instant, towered above theirs—vastly so.
As for Ba Yunzi... though she had withdrawn, she had clearly inflicted a major blow on Ximen Ye earlier.
Even if Huan Du Qingtian and Wangquan Baye had staked their lives, they couldn't have moved Ximen Ye an inch—so imagine how unimaginable Ba Yunzi's feat had been.
Not to mention, after inflicting that blow on Ximen Ye, Ba Yunzi escaped unharmed—further proving her terror.
"...... Where the hell did these people come from?"
Huan Du Qingtian's head throbbed; as Emperor of the Southern Nation, the Poison Emperor, he was one of the world's top titans.
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