Chapter 361

Great Expansion Capital!

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

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

This battle determines the fate of all nations in the Dongfang Wujie for years to come!

If they lose within this stick of incense, every nation will suffer annihilation from the boy's wrath.

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.

"Don't worry, this fellow is only terrifying in physical form—he has no inheritance," Yang Xu Zi reassured them. "As long as we can block his half-fifth-transformation power, there's nothing to fear."

"Yang Xu the old Taoist speaks truth—we aren't fighting alone!" said Ye Xushi, a fourth-transformation expert.

"The other twelve comrades at the four other battlefields are also fighting fiercely. Once they eliminate the Four Demons under Fang Can's command, they'll come to our aid."

Several fourth-transformation experts encouraged one another, bolstering each other's resolve.

At this moment, they resembled neither sect leaders nor imperial monarchs, but frail mortals huddling together before a natural disaster.

Facing their stares, Fang Can—now only rage—grinned with a feral twist of his lips.

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 a flash, 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, black flames coiling around it.

The terrifying strength of a man who could uproot mountains gathered in an instant, then slammed forward toward the giant formed by Yang Xu Zi.

Under this punch, 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, like ten thousand nuclear warheads 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.

With a single punch, Fang Can erased Yang Xu Zi's mighty form.

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's body already reloaded power.

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

Facing Xiu Zhuo Xianzi's flushed face, endless black qi coiled around Fang Can's waist and abdomen.

Black robes flared, white hair surged—Fang Can had somehow appeared above Xiu Zhuo's head.

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

"Crack! Crack!"

These were the sounds of Fang Can's dantian compressing, emitting strange noises.

Facing Xiu Zhuo Xianzi's icy expression, Fang Can resolved to crush her yin qi with supreme yang energy!

Taste my technique—Ultimate Bladder Sword!

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

In Xiu Zhuo Xianzi's pallid gaze, Fang Can's spiral qi, wrapped in an AT force field, descended like a meteor from heaven.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Beneath Fang Can's thrust, the entire hundred-li radius screamed as it shattered.

The several-meter-long black spiral qi swallowed Xiu Zhuo's body whole, churning everything around it like a meat grinder, forming a terrifying hurricane.

By the time Xiu Zhuo regained awareness, she had been teleported by the black-robed 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 infinite pressure, shattering all before it, slamming into the earth and forming a column of black light.

Infinite light! Infinite heat!

The earth had been punched by Fang Can's thrust, carving out a terrifying tunnel plunging over a thousand meters deep.

'I'll die… if I take this, I'll die!'

Gazing at the gaping hole—hundreds of meters wide, plunging deep into the earth after the sky and land had shattered.

Xiu Zhuo's face turned deathly pale, sweat drenching her entire body; she felt the same terror she had when Fang Can faced Liu Qingmeng in the sixth-transformation mystical realm.

If the black-robed 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 urgently:

"If you don't want to be crushed into minced meat, unite now and annihilate him completely!"

As he spoke, a fourth-transformation figure stepped forward to meet Fang Can.

'It's Xi Zhao Xianzi,' Yang Xu Zi realized.

This fourth-transformation's ability rendered her immune to damage, growing stronger the more she fought.

Facing Fang Can's mindless form, Xi Zhao's body streaked like a black line, her power amplified to its peak by secret arts, crashing down upon Fang Can from above.

Her right fist slammed into Fang Can's head like a mountain—but even now, it couldn't even break his skin.

Instinctively, Fang Can grabbed Xi Zhao's body and swung his left fist forward, like the arm of an ancient flying dragon.

Terrifying power pierced through the woman's body, yet no wound appeared—only a faint, barely audible sigh escaped her.

With barely a pause, Xi Zhao's small fist struck again, colliding with Fang Can's next punch.

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

Xizhao's inherited ability is named 【Karmic Chaos Supreme Bliss】.

This ability can convert any damage entirely into a massive surge of pleasure.

As the pleasure intensifies and stacks, her strength, speed, defense, reaction speed, thought speed, spirit, and perception all multiply several times over.

At this moment, under Fang Can's attacks, Xizhao's power was rising at an unprecedented, frenzied speed, and in exchange her spirit grew ever more sensitive.

This inheritance is not invincible, because it can only be activated while conscious.

Once Xizhao's consciousness can no longer withstand the spiritual shock converted from the enemy's attacks, and she loses consciousness and passes out, the effect of this inheritance will vanish.

And at this moment, a single ordinary punch from Fang Can is equivalent to several thousand times the spiritual attack between husband and wife!

And this is only the first punch.

The next instant, the afterimages formed by Fang Can's fists had already engulfed Xizhao's body.

But between the fist shadows, a peculiar sensation traveled back from Xizhao through the collision, as if at this moment Fang Can and Xizhao were in a state of spiritual sharing!

(End of chapter)