Chapter 361: Ultimate Bladder Sword

Great Expansion Capital!

The atmosphere here was frozen solid, as if they had stepped into a battlefield of demons.

Thirteen fourth-transformation experts stared with varied expressions at the white-haired demon before them, shrouded in black flame.

This battle determines the fate of all nations in the martial world from this point forward!

If they lose within this stick of incense, every nation will suffer annihilation at the hands of the boy’s rage.

Regrettably, despite the gravity of the situation, even thirteen against one offered them no guarantee of victory.

Fortunately, before Fang Can lost his sanity, he sealed away all powers that required active activation—his inheritance, techniques, scriptures, and more.

“Rest assured, this fellow is only terrifying in physique—he has no inheritance,” Yang Xu Zi reassured them. “As long as we can block his half-step fifth-transformation power, there’s nothing to fear.”

“Yang Xu, you’re right—we’re not fighting alone!” said Ye Xushi, a fourth-transformation expert.

“The other twelve comrades at the four other battlefields are fighting just as hard. Once they eliminate Fang Can’s Four Demons, they’ll come to our aid.”

The several fourth-transformation experts encouraged one another, bolstering each other’s resolve.

At this moment, they resembled neither sect leaders nor sovereigns of nations, but frail mortals huddled together before a natural disaster.

Facing their stares, Fang Can—now consumed by rage—grinned with a monstrous smile.

That grin tightened the fourth-transformation experts’ hearts; they knew a storm of violence was coming.

In an instant, Yang Xu Zi’s eyes flickered, and he saw Fang Can’s figure leave afterimages streaking through the air.

In the next breath, thousands of roaring flying dragons seemed to erupt, and a tiny body, no larger than an ant, lunged straight at them.

His clenched right arm swelled with muscle, wrapped in coils of black flame.

The terrifying power of a mountain-moving strike gathered in an instant, then slammed forward toward the giant formed by Yang Xu Zi.

With this punch, the air shattered into vacuum, light warped under the immense force field, and the land within a hundred li trembled violently.

Upon impact, a vast force field erupted like a black sun.

Countless light and heat burst forth—like ten thousand thunderclaps roaring together, or ten thousand nuclear weapons detonating!

BOOM—

Amid the violent shockwave, Yang Xu Zi felt a torrent of power explode from his upper body; above his chest, his form shattered like a sandcastle struck by a wave.

A single punch erased the mighty body Yang Xu Zi had formed.

Instantly, countless dust clouds rose, darkening the sky and blotting out the heavens.

Before Yang Xu Zi could gather his scattered form again, Fang Can had already reloaded his power.

This time, it was not his right arm—but his waist!

Facing Xiuzhao Xianzi’s flushed face, endless black qi coiled around Fang Can’s waist and abdomen.

His black robe flared, his white hair surged—he had appeared above Xiuzhao without warning.

Gazing down at her figure, his body slowly arched, like a compressed spring gathering terrifying force.

“Crack. Crack.”

These were the sounds of Fang Can’s kidneys compressing under impossible strain.

Facing Xiuzhao Xianzi’s icy expression, Fang Can resolved to crush her yin energy with purest yang force!

Taste my technique—Ultimate Bladder Sword!

In an instant, Fang Can’s arched waist snapped forward, straightening his body at over a hundred times the speed of sound.

In Xiuzhao Xianzi’s pale, horrified gaze, Fang Can’s spiraling qi, wrapped in AT force field, descended like a meteor from heaven.

Crack Crack Crack—

Under Fang Can’s thrust, the entire hundred-li radius shrieked as it shattered.

The black spiral qi, several meters wide, swallowed Xiuzhao’s body whole, churning everything around it like a meat grinder, forming a terrifying hurricane.

By the time Xiuzhao regained awareness, she had been teleported by the Black Robe fourth-transformation’s magic to another corner.

Looking up, she saw a black meteor streak across the sky.

Amid a roar like mountains collapsing and oceans boiling, it unleashed crushing pressure that shattered everything, striking the earth and forming a column of black light.

Infinite light! Infinite heat!

Fang Can’s thrust had blasted a terrifying tunnel a thousand meters deep into the earth.

‘I’ll die… if I take this, I’ll die!’

Staring at the gaping hole—hundreds of meters wide, plunging deep into the earth—

Xiuzhao’s face turned ashen, sweat drenched her body, and she felt the same terror she had once felt when Fang Can faced Liu Qingmeng in the sixth-transformation secret realm.

If the Black Robe elder hadn’t teleported her in time, her entire body would have been blown apart by this Ultimate Bladder Sword!

“Don’t stand there frozen! Fang Can the demon has lost all reason!”

From afar, the Emperor of Chu cried out urgently:

“If you don’t want to be turned into minced meat by his thrust, you must unite now and annihilate him!”

As he spoke, a fourth-transformation figure charged forward on his own.

‘It’s Xizhao Xianzi,’ Yang Xu Zi realized.

Her ability rendered her immune to damage—and she grew stronger the more she fought.

Charging toward Fang Can’s mindless form, Xizhao’s body streaked like a black line, her power amplified to its peak via secret technique, striking downward at Fang Can.

Her right fist slammed into Fang Can’s head like a mountain—but even this could not break his skin.

Instinctively, Fang Can seized Xizhao’s body and swung his left fist forward, like the arm of an ancient flying dragon.

The terrifying force pierced through her body, yet no wound appeared—only a faint, barely audible sigh escaped her lips.

Barely pausing, Xizhao’s small fist struck again, colliding with Fang Can’s next punch.

This time, both power and speed had increased by more than double.

Xizhao’s inheritance ability was called [Evil Chaos Ecstasy].

It transformed all damage into overwhelming pleasure.

As pleasure stacked, her strength, speed, defense, reaction time, mental processing, spirit, and perception all multiplied.

Now, under Fang Can’s assault, Xizhao’s power surged at an unprecedented, frenzied pace—while her spirit grew hyper-sensitive.

This inheritance was not invincible—it could only be used while conscious.

If Xizhao’s mind could not endure the spiritual shockwave converted from the enemy’s attacks, and she fainted, the ability would vanish.

At this moment, Fang Can’s casual punch equaled thousands of times the spiritual assault of marital union.

And this was only his first punch.

The next instant, Fang Can’s fists had become afterimages, drowning Xizhao’s body in a storm of blows.

Yet amid the fist shadows, a strange sensation passed between them through contact—as if Fang Can and Xizhao now shared a mental link!

(End of Chapter)