Chapter 327: Crushing!

Above the cloud peak, silence reigned.

The Green-Winged Bat King and the nun Shuo Bu De were embedded into the earth and stone.

Flesh, blood, and bones, white and red, all fused together without distinction, inseparable now.

While the righteous sects like Xuan Xu rejoiced in their hearts at the death of a Mo Sect member, they also secretly observed the youth's current state.

His ferocious might was overwhelming; terrifying black qi guarded all around, and an extremely oppressive aura filled his entire body.

This was utterly different from the youth before, as if demonic intent had seeped into his very marrow.

If not for the faint shadow of the former youth visible, and the fact he had emerged from the Qiankun Yiqi Bag, they would not have dared to recognize him.

But their silence did not mean the Mo Sect side would not respond.

After a brief moment of daze, gazing at their companion's bones, immense anger overflowed from the chests of the Holy Sect disciples.

"You brat, you seek death!" Xie Xun roared, lunging toward Fang Can's position.

Her massive lion-bodied, human-faced form caused the entire cloud peak to tremble violently with every step her claws struck the ground.

Though her body was like a small tower, her movement shattered the air, creating visible white waves of qi from her golden-brown mane and tail.

Once in motion, she was like a tank smashing toward Fang Can at supersonic speed.

"Hmph, since you are so grief-stricken, I shall send you down to join her."

Fang Can snorted, neither dodging nor retreating, but stepping forward to meet the Golden-Haired Lion King head-on.

"Great Hero Fang, be careful! The Golden-Haired Lion King's legacy is named 【Heaven-Striking Earth-Quelling】. In near-death or rage states, his power grows madly."

Xuan Xu's warning voice rang out from afar, yet Fang Can ignored it completely, even spreading his hands openly to welcome the Golden-Haired Lion King's charge.

"Hmph! You seek death!"

Seeing Fang Can's intent, the Golden-Haired Lion King snorted, increasing her charging speed even further, her body larger than a mammoth.

Immediately, the two bodies collided violently.

Boom—

At the moment of impact, invisible atmospheric pressure turned into visible shockwaves roaring wildly around them! The clouds in the sky were shattered and scattered.

On one side stood a lion-bodied, human-faced giant beast; on the other, a slightly burly human.

Judging purely by momentum, the scene before them resembled an ant blocking an elephant.

Yet in the shocked gazes of all, Fang Can's body stood firm like a nail planted in the ground.

Before Xie Xun's flushed face, Fang Can's open palm, like an indestructible iron anvil, left a palm print half a foot deep on Xie Xun's forehead.

Swish—

Just as Fang Can blocked the Golden-Haired Lion King with one arm, two figures had appeared behind him at some unknown moment.

They were the White-Eyed Eagle King and the Vice Envoy Yang Xiao!

Clearly seeing that Fang Can could not be defeated by one person alone, they prepared to attack together.

Almost instantly, the fingertips of the White-Eyed Eagle King began to gradually turn transparent.

Her originally Bai Xi skin began to vanish, revealing the unshielded flesh beneath; immediately, her right arm fingers formed into claws, tearing toward Fang Can's skull.

On the other side, Yang Xiao split into seven forms.

Transforming into seven phantoms, she surrounded every area around Fang Can's body.

Using various techniques—fists, palms, fingers, or knees—she struck at Fang Can's major vital points.

In an instant, Fang Can felt his skull隐隐 have the sensation of being scorched by fire.

His intuition told him that if the White-Eyed Eagle King's claw strike landed, he would likely suffer severe injury.

Recalling the opponent's transparent fingertip skin, Fang Can understood clearly in his heart:

"Her claw strike... is damage similar to a spatial slash; any contact means absolute destruction."

With this thought, Fang Can chose not to engage directly; his free right arm had already seized the White-Eyed Eagle King's wrist.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang—

On the other side, Yang Xiao's seven phantoms struck Fang Can's temples, heart, lower abdomen, eyeballs, throat bone, and other locations in succession with different moves.

Yet under her full-force assault, only the sound of steel colliding rang out.

Facing her attacks, Fang Can's skin merely sank slightly, showing tiny red marks.

And his eyes, simply closing slightly, blocked her "Two Dragons Playing with Pearls" with his eyelids!

"Monster! This external cultivation has reached the realm of perfection!" Everyone present gazed at the scene, marveling in their hearts.

This body-hardening technique was in no way inferior to the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Indestructible Body.

Grasping the White-Eyed Eagle King's wrist, Fang Can was about to crush it directly.

But he saw the White-Eyed Eagle King's ring finger and index finger beginning to regain their original color.

No, it could not be said they regained their original color; rather, the transparent skin from those two spots was moving toward her wrist.

Instinctively loosening his grip, the White-Eyed Eagle King's wrist skin was now entirely transparent, revealing the flesh beneath.

"I see now," Fang Can realized in his eyes: "The transparent skin carrying destructive power can move around the body; it does not necessarily gather only in the hands."

"The surface area of this special skin is roughly 15 square centimeters; any contact will cause injury."

"At the same time, this skin can disperse; it can be used for attack or defense, but the minimum dispersed area should be around 1 square centimeter."

"So, to be safe, one should avoid casual contact."

Having spent some mental effort researching the White-Eyed Eagle King's legacy ability, Fang Can's lips curled into a cold smile in the next moment.

"If I cannot strike you directly, does that mean I cannot act indirectly?"

With the cold smile, the Golden-Haired Lion King let out a pained low roar in the next instant.

Crack—Crack—

Fang Can's left arm, with fingers embedded in the Golden-Haired Lion King's skull and formed into claws, used sheer finger strength to forcibly crush the opponent's steel-like bones, creating holes similar to those for fingers on a bowling ball.

He saw his left arm suddenly whip, as if an entire mountain peak had been forcibly uprooted by him.

Fang Can directly gripped the Jin Maoshi King's bones and flung her body, weighing dozens of tons, into the air.

The Bai Meiying King watched helplessly as the Jin Maoshi King's entire body crashed toward her, leaving her no chance to dodge.

Boom!

Amidst the earth's violent rumbling, the Bai Meiying King's body, like tattered rags, was blasted away by the Jin Maoshi King.

After plowing a furrow through the ground, she embedded herself several feet deep behind the stone wall.

Home run!!!

For a moment, watching the figure amidst the dust, Yang Xiao broke out in a cold sweat.

'They are both Fourth Transitions, yet the inheritances feel rather weak.'

Fang Can let out a soft sigh; he had not reached the level of Emperor Xiang Hongtu Hongtu back then.

Of course, he also knew this was due to the special rules of this realm.

Every Fourth Transition was restricted by countless times, their Heart-Image quantity pitifully small.

Even if Emperor Xiang Hongtu Hongtu were here back then, he might not have been able to unleash a single 【Formless Backflow】.

In such a harsh environment, these Fourth Transitions could only make their inheritances as simple as possible to reduce Heart-Image consumption.

Following Fang Can's gaze, a figure had appeared before Yang Xiao at some unknown moment.

It was the one who had been completely dazed throughout the entire scene—Dongfang Wuji!

(End of this chapter)