Chapter 123: Great Freedom Red Dust Heaven‑Refining Secret!

Feng Changyin was thoroughly enraged by Xiao Jie's almost humiliating words; as the core Heavenly Pride of the Immortal Emperor Clan and the famed younger brother of the Young Emperor of Longevity, when had he ever endured such contempt?

"Ignorant ant! You've succeeded in angering me!"

Feng Changyin's voice was icy cold, and the vast aura surrounding him erupted like a volcano whose seal had been broken, booming in a complete outburst!

Boom—boom—boom!!

A pressure far more terrifying and vast than before swept across!

The void behind him seemed to become an Immortal divine realm, where vague shadows of deities floated and chanted, bolstering his power!

His body streamed with crystal light, his hair turned into dazzling gold, and his eyes seemed to contain the sun, moon, and stars amidst destruction and rebirth!

At this moment, Feng Changyin truly displayed the terrifying might of the Immortal Emperor Clan's direct‑line Heavenly Pride!

His aura was so strong that many surrounding onlookers felt a suffocating pressure, retreating repeatedly, their faces horrified!

"Immortal Emperor Fist… all things wither!"

Feng Changyin roared in anger and unleashed a punch!

The fist's aura was no longer a simple energy blast, but contained a terrifying principle that drives all things toward an end, turning splendor into decay!

Where the fist struck, space seemed to lose its color, turning gray and lifeless, its vitality forcibly stripped away!

This punch's power shook heaven and earth!

Yet, faced with this incomparably terrifying punch, Xiao Jie's youthful face showed not a hint of fear but a spark of excitement and… a desire to try?

"Hey! Now that's a bit interesting!"

He chuckled, not retreating; instead his small frame lowered slightly as he drew a deep breath!

The next moment—

A unique aura, whose vastness and grandeur defied description, like a Honghuang beast that had slept for eons, suddenly awoke from within his seemingly frail body and then erupted with a boom!

It was not mere force or qi, but a … something that seemed to encompass the boundless Red Dust, all living beings, joys and sorrows, love and hatred… the Red Dust Intent!

An unparalleled Dao Rhythm that contains the vast world and all Zhutian phenomena!

Buzz!!

Centered on Xiao Jie, the void seemed to fill with countless vague scenes: the clamor of market streets, the rise and fall of dynasties, the carnage of celestial and demonic wars, the joys and sorrows of mortal lives… all the myriad Red Dust phenomena, like countless rivers converging into a sea, merged into his flesh!

He let out a light shout, his voice seeming to carry the wear of ages that pierce eternity:

"Great Freedom Red Dust Heaven‑Refining Secret!"

This is the peerless body‑refining divine technique casually bestowed by the Lord of Red Dust, and for the first time it is being wielded by Xiao Jie!

The so‑called Heaven‑Refining is not destruction but… inclusion, transformation; it forges this expanse of Zhutian Wanjie and boundless Red Dust as if melting them into one's own body, tempering with the supreme Red Dust Intent to forge an immortal, invincible flesh!

At this moment, Xiao Jie's body seemed to become infinitely towering, yet also turned into a miniature expanse of vast Red Dust!

He is the heavens and earth; the heavens and earth are him!

All things of the world, all Red Dust under heaven, seemed to become part of his bodily power!

Facing Feng Changyin's terrifying punch imbued with the principle of universal withering, Xiao Jie simply… met it with a punch!

No dazzling brilliance, no deafening blast.

Only an ineffable supreme might, as if the entire Red Dust tide were crushing over it!

The terrifying Immortal Emperor Fist aura of Feng Changyin, the instant it touched Xiao Jie's fist, found its withering principle confronting a nemesis—a higher existence that cannot wither or end—that is the ever‑living, ever‑advancing, endless Red Dust!

Snort… the fist aura, like ice under sunlight, silently melted and disintegrated!

Then, Xiao Jie's seemingly ordinary fist left an imprint on Feng Changyin's incoming strike!

Crack!!!

A sharp, intense sound of bone cracking rang out clearly!

"Puff!!"

The sneer and confidence on Feng Changyin's face instantly turned to extreme horror and disbelief; he felt an indescribably vast, overwhelming, complex terrifying force, as if the entire Red Dust universe were crushing down, instantly shattering his great power, tearing his protective aura, and forcefully pouring into his arm and whole body!

The robust body he once boasted about now seemed as fragile as porcelain before this force!

His entire being was struck as if by a rapidly rushing Ancient Star, blood spraying wildly as he was flung backward!

His arm twisted oddly, clearly fractured!

It's not over yet!

His body, flung backward, slammed hard into the bronze war chariot behind, which was drawn by nine ferocious Jiaolong!

Bang!!

Boom—boom—boom!!

Those nine Jiaolong, possessing Immortal‑tier pinnacle strength, hadn't even time to howl before the terrifying impact shattered them into a sky of blood mist!

The incredibly sturdy bronze war chariot, etched with countless defensive runes, let out a groan of overload; its hull instantly sprouted cracks, then it shattered with a boom, scattering countless fragments!

Feng Changyin's figure, like a broken sandbag, was tangled among the chariot fragments and Jiaolong blood mist, flung tens of thousands of li before barely stabilizing, kneeling on one knee in the void, trembling, another gush of blood spouting, his face as pale as paper, his breath waning to the limit!

He lifted his head, his gaze filled with horror, bewilderment, and incomprehension, fixed on the distant boy still in a punching stance, his Red Dust Intent gradually receding, wearing a red belly‑wrap, his voice hoarse and sharp from shock:

"No, impossible!! What on earth is this power?! You… who are you really?!!"

The boy withdrew his fist, patted his dust‑free small hand, a hint of casual smile on his face, and spoke loudly, his voice clear across the surroundings:

"Listen up, the young master will not change his name nor his surname… Yu Huangjie!"

"Yu Huangjie!"

That name, together with his terrifying record of crushing Feng Changyin, instantly etched itself deep into the hearts of every being present!

Victory and defeat are decided, superiority evident!

Yu Huangjie, a complete victory over Feng Changyin!

Silence! A death‑like stillness!

The entire basin around fell into an absolute dead silence lasting several breaths!

All the onlooking beings, whether ordinary Dark Cultivators or other self‑important Heavenly Pride, at this moment were as if an invisible giant hand had clamped their throats, their mouths gaped, eyes widened, faces filled with endless shock and horror, their minds a blank!

Feng Changyin… defeated?

And… defeated so thoroughly!

So decisive and clean!

Even… the bronze war chariot that symbolized the Immortal Imperial Clan's majesty and the nine jiao Dragons… were both blown up together?!

This is simply like a tale from the heavens!

It exceeded everyone's imagination!

After a moment of Dead Silence, there came a thunderous uproar like a volcanic eruption!

"My, my heavens! What did I just see?! Feng Changyin… blown up by a single punch?!"

"The Nine‑Dragon war chariot is shattered! That was the Immortal Imperial Clan's mount!"

"Yu Huangjie? I've never heard that name before! What kind of monster popped out of nowhere?!"

"Too terrifying! What exactly was that divine technique? I seemed to see a torrent of red dust crushing everything!"

"Invincible! The youth's Flesh and that kind of power… are simply invincible!"

"Bare‑handed human slayer… no! This is Youth Supreme! Definitely qualified to be listed among the 'Young Emperor' throne!"

Feng Changsheng has an enemy!

Countless voices of shock, fear and disbelief surged like a tide, and every gaze toward Yu Huangjie was filled with awe, amazement, and a hint of terror.

Even Ye Wuque, hidden among the crowd, had a strong look of admiration in his eyes.

"Good kid..."

Ye Wuque's smile deepened, "The 'Great Unrestricted Red Dust Refining Heaven Technique' truly astonishes the world and defies convention, refining the myriad phenomena of red dust into one's own body, forging an invincible Flesh with supreme Red Dust intent… Such a cultivation method, its profound and powerful aspects, are truly unheard of!"