Chapter 33: The Might of Five Heads Ten Arms

True Dragon Emperor Technique... so what?!

In your hands, you can't unleash its true power! Hand it over to me!

Dead Silence lasted only a moment, then was broken by Hun Dan's roar, laced with shock, anger, shame, and utmost greed!

The Golden-Winged Great Peng's bloodline granted him unmatched pride and ferocity; even though he was horrified by the True Dragon Emperor Technique, being so disdainfully repelled by a free cultivator and the earth‑shaking, fate‑changing opportunity within arm's reach instantly crushed that sliver of fear!

Imperial Art may be powerful, but it depends on who uses it! Today I'll tear you apart, seize your destiny, and this Imperial Art should belong to me!

Hun Dan's eyes burned crimson gold, the golden divine flames engulfing him grew ever more violent, his bloodline fully ignited, a wild, ferocious aura shot upward, and behind him a vague yet ferociously snarling Golden-Winged Great Peng phantom materialized, its wings blotting out the sky, its ferocity boundless!

On the other side, the astonishment and analytical look in Yun Changming's eyes gave way to icy determination.

He drew a deep breath, and the Fate Threads encircling him abruptly solidified, shimmering with a dark, deep sheen, as if connecting some unseen Causality.

"Wielding Imperial Art is indeed unexpected. Yet your fate's path ends here today."

Yun Changming's voice turned ethereal and cold, bearing a judgmental tone, "Fate... Sever!"

He thrust his hands forward sharply, and countless invisible, formless Fate Threads, each bearing a strange cutting force, instantly spanned Space and tangled around Ye Wuque.

This is a bizarre, lethal technique targeting Fate and Causality directly; once ensnared, at best one's fortune wanes, at worst the fate line is cut, resulting in instant disappearance and death!

Simultaneously, Hun Dan moved!

The pair of illusory Jin Peng wings behind him suddenly solidified somewhat; though far from the sky‑blocking grandeur of a pure‑blood Golden-Winged Great Peng, they still endowed him with unrivaled speed for his level!

"Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed! Rending Divine Claw!"

Boom!

His Dark Shadow vanished in place, and the next instant he appeared over Ye Wuque's head!

His hands became pure golden claws, runes gleaming, ripping the Void, bearing a terrifying force that pierces the divine soul and tears all, he fiercely slashed at Ye Wuque's celestial crown!

The speed was blinding, the attack ferocious, and together with the bizarre Fate Thread assault, it was a perfect kill move!

The two great Heavenly Pride from the Nine Heavens, now without restraint, unleashed their ultimate terrifying killing techniques, aiming to obliterate this Imperial Art‑wielding variable with a Lei Dian‑like force, and claim the destiny‑altering opportunity!

Facing this deadly encirclement of attacks from above and below, with both cunning and ferocity, Ye Wuque's calm gaze finally caught a trace of genuine... interest.

"Now that's more like it."

He whispered softly, as if making a remark.

Immediately, he ceased suppressing the raging, roaring, newly emergent power within his body!

Buzz—!!!

An aura far more terrifying, more vast, and more soul‑shaking than before suddenly fully revived from within him!

Behind Ye Wuque, an extremely terrifying, infinitely domineering aura suddenly manifested!

A colossal golden ape, towering to the heavens, roared upward!

On either side of its shoulders and above its neck, the Void twisted violently, flesh and principles interweaving wildly!

In a strange resonance resembling whispers of deities and demons, four brand‑new heads and eight robust, powerful arms bearing dark‑gold runes solidified from void, instantly coalescing!

Five heads, all bearing Ye Wuque's face, yet each gaze differed—some indifferent, some dignified, some blazing, some icy, some ethereal!

Ten arms, as they unfolded, resonated with the Void, as if ten gods and demons descended at once, each grasping a different rule!

Five Heads Ten Arms!

This ultimate form of the ancient divine power, the Five Heads Ten Arms form, Ye Wuque deployed without hesitation!

Hun Dan and Yun Changming, who were attacking with full force, saw their pupils instantly contract to needle‑thin points!

They sensed a terrifying potency utterly beyond their realm of understanding, pure to the extreme!

That Five Heads Ten Arms form radiated not a single divine fluctuation, but ten completely different yet perfectly integrated, complementary terrifying powers!

The corners of Ye Wuque's five mouths simultaneously lifted a cold curve.

The ten arms, at the same instant, moved!

There was no order, as if ten supreme beings acted at once!

True Dragon Fist!

Slay Life Unity Fist!

Six Paths Divine Lotus, World King!

Imperial Dragon Splits Nine Heavens!

Great Universe Divine Sword!

Heaven and Earth Myriad Transformations Annihilating God Palm!

Eight Desolates Six Harmonies Emperor God Fist!

World‑Era Calamity Light!

Nameless Sword Technique!

Millennial Overlord Divine Blade!

Boom!

Ye Wuque's combat power reaches its extreme!

Ten Great Terrifying Divine Powers united!

Boom—rumble rumble rumble—!!!

Ten divine powers, ten entirely distinct terrifying forces, burst forth in the same instant!

The core area of this ancient micro‑world seemed instantly plunged into a Chaos furnace!

Energy flames engulfed everything, Dragon Chant, Peng's roar, the wailing of Fate's rupture, the massive explosion of stars... all these sounds blended together, forming a symphony of destruction!

"No—!!!"

Hun Dan's supremely confident, ferociously unmatched Rending Divine Claw was utterly erased the moment it met Ye Wuque's fist imprint!

He felt that what he had torn was not a mortal body, but an exploding star.

The terrifying force, accompanied by innate Dragon Might suppression, instantly destroyed his claw power and crushed his arm bones!

Behind him, Jin Peng's phantom silhouette let out a mournful wail, exploding with a thunderous burst!

Hun Dan's whole body was as if struck head‑on by the Ancient Divine Mountain; blood mixed with fragments of Internal Organs sprayed out wildly, his eyes filled with endless terror and disbelief, and his form flew backward like a torn sack!

On the other side, Yun Changming's unfailingly successful Fate Threads likewise seemed to have met a nemesis!

The power capable of severing Fate was instantly reduced to nothingness!

Poof!

The secret technique was forcibly broken, Yun Changming suffered a violent backlash, his complexion turned as pale as paper in an instant, and he violently spat a mouthful of heart blood!

He hadn't had time to react, when the terrifying force transmitted through the void already reached him!

"Fate... protect..."

Yun Changming, terrified to the brink, frantically activated the life‑saving secret technique, and layers upon layers of a light shield formed around him, condensed from Fate Runes!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Yet before that absolute power, all this defense was as flimsy as paper, shattering instantly!

Yun Changming let out a desperate, unwilling scream, his whole body was slammed by the invisible colossal force into the hard, god‑steel ground below, blasting a bottomless humanoid crater, his fate unknown!

It all happened in the blink of an eye!

Ye Wuque, with his Five Heads Ten Arms, activated all at once; ten divine skills erupted instantly, and with a crushing, absolutely overwhelming stance, he directly shattered the Heavenly Pride from the two supreme Nine Heavens forces...!

The residual energy waves gradually dissipated, revealing Ye Wuque standing majestically within.

The terrifying Five Heads Ten Arms form slowly receded, returning to normal.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe spotless and immaculate, as if he had just casually swatted two annoying flies.

He felt the vast power still roaring and surging within his body, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Five Heads Ten Arms, the power indeed skyrockets. To deal with such scum, it's like using a cow‑blade to kill a chicken."

He muttered softly, his tone even.

He glanced over to the distant Hun Dan, whose body lay embedded in the rubble like a pool of sludge, completely fallen, and then cast a quick look at the bottomless, motionless crater.

Whether it's the impure‑blood Golden-Winged Great Peng, or the Heavenly Pride of the Fate Sect, though they hail from the Nine Heavens and have fearsome titles, Ye Wuque knows in his heart that within their massive, titan‑like factions, they are far from being the core, top‑tier disciples.

Otherwise, their methods and foundation would not be limited to this.

The true top‑tier monsters of the Nine Heavens are probably far more terrifying than this.

"But killing the young inevitably draws the old..." Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly, yet he showed little worry.

The path of martial arts is inherently a defiance of Heaven, a clash of blades; if one were cowardly, one would never have reached this point.

He no longer lingered, not even bothering to glance at the two corpses again; his figure flashed, turning into a streak of light that raced toward the exit of this little world.

The final opportunity has finally been seized; there is no longer any need to linger here.

It's time to leave.