Chapter 301: Nameless Sword Technique… Form Four

However, faced with Ye Langya's god‑demon‑fused, overwhelming killing blow, Ye Wuque's gaze remained calm, even tinged with a hint of boredom and… unabashed disappointment??

He only needed one strike for Ye Wuque to have already figured out Ye Langya's background.

His strength was indeed a step above Ye Xuanji, and his method of god‑demon fusion was somewhat novel, clearly having gained a substantial opportunity in another region, causing his combat power to surge.

As for the Shenmo Dati…

Ye Wuque believes that Ye Langya is not yet qualified to possess this terrifying constitution…

It is one of the ten ancient forbidden constitutions that have made a name across the Zhutian Huanyu, and cannot be spoken of lightly!

According to legend, the supreme Dark Being Demon Lord that towers over the ages atop the peak of the Zhutian Wanjie bears this terrifying constitution.

He, Ye Langya… is even worthy of sharing the same constitution with that Demon Lord??

If he truly has this constitution… would his current strength still be this modest, merely a simple Ye Clan Imperial Son?

Obviously impossible.

Ye Wuque let out a snort of laughter.

He had already guessed Ye Langya's situation.

Therefore, although Ye Langya's strength ranks among the elite in the entire Young Supreme Trial, truly outstanding, capable of sweeping a region, and can be called top‑tier.

But… that's all there is.

In front of him now, it's still not enough to impress!

All three Ye Clan Three Heroes are the same!

"Roar!"

Ye Wuque strikes!

Simply, a single punch erupts!

Chaos Dragon Emperor Fist!

One punch launches, and the Dragon Chant shakes the world!

It's as if a Chaos Dragon Emperor that has slept for eons awakens, delivering a blow that shatters the universe!

A domineering, tyrannical, world‑crushing punch intent surges like a tsunami!

The golden fist aura solidifies, turning into a roaring Chaos dragon, fangs and claws outstretched, directly crashing into Ye Langya's god‑demon‑woven terrifying attack!

No stalemate, no deadlock!

Under countless horrified gazes, the seemingly boundless dark‑golden god‑demon energy, at the instant it touched the Chaos Dragon Emperor's fist aura, emitted an overburdened wail, then… fragmented inch by inch! Crumbled! Disintegrated!

And it was instantly erased!

"What?!"

On Ye Langya's perpetually indifferent, icy face, a violent emotional surge erupted for the first time, an extreme disbelief and horror!

He felt his supreme god‑demon‑powered strike was as fragile as paper before the opponent's terrifying punch!

"Boom!!"

The terrifying punch's momentum remained, instantly blasting away all defenses, solidly slamming onto Ye Langya's chest!

"Puff—!"

Ye Langya's whole body was struck like by lightning; his chest visibly collapsed, a spray of blood mixed with shredded internal organs erupted, his body soaring like a kite with its line cut, hurled away by the irresistible force!

His bones shattered in countless places, his breath instantly withered to the extreme!

One punch!

Just one punch!

The famed, power‑surged Ye Clan Imperial Son Ye Langya was thoroughly crippled, losing all combat ability!

"This can't be!"

"Bad! Miaoxin! Act quickly to help me!!"

Ye Langya let out a desperate, mournful howl in mid‑air, feeling the shadow of death, unable to stay indifferent any longer, pleading to Ye Miaoxin for rescue.

However, since Ye Wuque had struck, would he really give him a chance to breathe?

The intent of the Chaos Dragon Emperor Fist, like a festering bone ulcer, followed instantly, swallowing the flailing Ye Langya whole!

"No—!!!"

Amid Ye Langya's desperate roar of resentment and fear, his body under that domineering golden fist aura shattered like broken porcelain, exploding into a blinding flash, instantly whisked away by the rules of the Chaos vortex!

Ye Langya… completely eliminated!

From Ye Wuque's punch to Ye Langya being blown apart and eliminated by a single blow, the whole process was as fast as lightning, occurring in an instant!

The entire area fell into dead silence.

All living beings who witnessed the scene, whether fighting or watching from afar, seemed throat‑strangled, eyes wide, mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Powerful as Ye Langya, seemingly one of the Ye Clan Three Heroes with a supreme constitution, was… killed instantly by a single punch?!

"Sss…"

After a moment of dead silence, a gasp‑filled sound rose like a tide, countless gazes refocused on Ye Wuque, filled with deeper fear and horror.

"My god! One punch! Just one punch!"

"Ye Langya's strength is definitely at the pinnacle, yet he can't even withstand a single punch?"

"This Ye Wuque… how strong is he really?!"

"Monster! Truly a monster!"

Ye Miaoxin's soul instantly fled!

Even though Ye Miaoxin had long been mentally prepared, at this moment she too turned pale with horror, her delicate body trembling violently!

In her eyes, the pupils contracted sharply to needle‑size, and within her spirit it seemed as if billions of thunders exploded simultaneously, booming incessantly!

She saw it clearly!

Ye Langya showed no sign of underestimating the opponent; the moment she struck, it was the supreme killing technique that fused gods and demons!

Yet even so, in the face of Ye Wuque's terrifying punch, she was so fragile as to be unable to withstand a single hit!

What does this show?

It shows that Ye Wuque's strength has far surpassed their expectations, reaching a terrifying level beyond their comprehension!

In an instant, a cold emotion called fear coiled around her heart like a venomous snake!

It is an emotion she has never felt since birth, despite being the Imperial Daughter of the Ye Clan, enjoying endless glory and resources while looking down on her peers!

Run!

Must run!

This thought, like an instinct, frantically sprouted and spread throughout her mind!

Her body even reacted before her consciousness could!

She transformed into a dazzling violet celestial rainbow, fleeing in the direction opposite Ye Wuque, pushing her speed to the limit in a frantic escape!

However, this is the Chaos vortex, the ultimate battlefield; though its area is vast, for Dark Beings of their level, where could they possibly escape to?

Moreover, would Ye Wuque even give her such a chance?

Ye Wuque watched Ye Miaoxin's panicked fleeing silhouette, his gaze indifferent, and did not pursue immediately.

He let Ye Miaoxin run away into an endless distance, like a cat toying with a mouse, with a hint of mockery.

"Just tried the fist, just right…"

Ye Wuque murmured softly to himself.

"Let me try this new technique…"

He held out his fingers like a sword, lifting them slowly.

There was no earth‑shaking surge of power, yet an indescribable sword aura of Jiemie, as if capable of ending all things and causing Zhutian to sink, quietly spread from him as its center.

He swung a sword!

A sword of unparalleled terror!

It was the latest insight he had attained, the supreme sword formula bestowed by the supreme being Senior Chu, the Nameless Sword Formula's fourth form…

Zhutian's dust realm buries the dusk!

Buzz—!

A dim yellow sword light streamed from his fingertips!