Chapter 420: Xu Tianhuang, Strikes

Ye Wuque's expression was indifferent as he stared at the frenzied, demon-like Shi Litian, offering no reply to any words, not even a flicker in his gaze.

He has always been too lazy to bother with the ramblings of the dying.

Buzz!

Chaos divine power surged around him again, his right fist slowly clenched, and the terrifying force that made the Void wail began to coalesce once more.

Since one punch can't kill, then… another punch!

Until it is completely eradicated, soul and spirit scattered!

However, at the instant Ye Wuque prepared to strike again to finish Shi Litian—

A warning surged in his mind, like icy water poured over his head, suddenly exploding!

It didn't come from the gravely wounded Shi Litian ahead, but from… the side‑rear!

A terror so concealed yet unbearably fierce and domineering, like a venomous snake lurking in shadows, suddenly bared its fangs at this moment!

Fast! Unimaginably fast! Faster than thought!

Ye Wuque didn't even have time for full thought; the combat instincts and spiritual perception forged by years of life‑and‑death battles drove his body to act before the instinctual reaction could even occur!

Swish—!!!

World's ultimate speed… the Heavenly Demon Wing surged!

His figure, as if teleporting, darted laterally to the extreme side, leaving behind at his original spot only a fading afterimage!

But… it was still half a step too late!

Or rather, the assailant's speed and timing were so exquisitely precise as to be incomprehensible!

Pfft—!!!

An ultra‑concentrated, dark‑golden fist aura, as if forged from countless compressed micro‑stars and bearing primitive ancient battle will, sliced like a venomous sting emerging from a temporal fissure, narrowly grazing the edge of Ye Wuque's right shoulder… and passed!

There was no earth‑shattering explosion, only a faint hiss, like a keen blade slicing through divine metal.

The black robe on Ye Wuque's right shoulder silently tore, revealing skin beneath that shimmered with Immortal golden light.

But at this moment, a gruesome wound, deep enough to see the bones and about half a foot long, glaringly appeared on that previously indestructible skin!

The wound's edges of flesh curled, showing a bizarre dark‑golden hue, and the lingering fist force, like a living thing, raged inward, eroding and destroying, attempting to shatter bones and tear meridians!

Dark‑golden blood spurted out like a spring, each drop as heavy as mercury, striking the Void with a muffled "dong" and brimming with massive Life Essence.

Severe pain surged, Ye Wuque staggered, violently retreating tens of thousands of li in the Void before barely regaining stability.

His left hand flickered like lightning, tapping several times around the right shoulder wound; Reincarnation Force and Creation Force operated simultaneously, intertwining violet and gold radiance, swiftly expelling and purifying the infiltrating dark‑golden fist energy. The wound began to visibly crawl and heal, yet the damage inflicted by that fierce, domineering fist intent was clearly not instantly curable.

He slowly lifted his head, his gaze cold as ten‑thousand‑year ice, directed toward the direction of the ambush.

There, in the previously empty Void, a figure clad in a plain hemp robe, towering and majestic as a mountain, had silently stood, though it was unclear when it appeared.

It was… Xu Tianhuang!

He still maintained the punching stance, and atop the fist tip, the dark‑golden blood receded slowly like rolling smoke.

On that rugged face, a faint… smile lingered.

Seeing Ye Wuque, at the brink of death, evade the vital spot and only sustain a shoulder injury, a subtle surprise flickered in Xu Tianhuang's eyes, quickly turning into deeper admiration.

"Indeed worthy of the Saint Son of Great Thousand Divine Universe, Daoist Ye's strength and reflexes… truly make me… admire."

His voice was deep and his tone calm, as if that ambush which could have severely wounded or even annihilated an ordinary Nine Tribulation Peak was merely a routine sparring greeting between friends.

Ye Wuque's right shoulder wound stopped bleeding and healed rapidly under the influence of Supreme Power, yet that icy, bone‑chilling murderous intent spread like a tangible substance.

He looked at Xu Tianhuang, his voice so calm it bore no ripple, yet colder than ten‑thousand‑year mystic ice:

"Never expected that Xu Tianhuang, famed across the Honghuang World and revered as one of the leading figures, would also employ such… despicable tricks."

The sarcasm and coldness in his words were unabashed.

Facing Ye Wuque's icy questioning, Xu Tianhuang seemed utterly indifferent.

He even withdrew his fist, standing with his arms crossed behind his back, the faint smile still on his face.

He gave no public reply; instead, his lips twitched, and an incredibly refined Divine Sense transmission, directly entering Ye Wuque's ears, sounded:

"Daoist Ye, it's a misunderstanding. Xu has no intention of fighting you to the death. It's just…"

He paused, his tone taking on a rare sincerity.

"It's simply that I yearn for the Creation Saint Method Origin that resides within you, Daoist friend, craving a glimpse. If you are willing to part with it, or allow Xu to contemplate for a while… Xu is prepared to pay any price! My Xu clan, in the Honghuang World and even across Zhutian Wanjie, possesses abundant foundations—Divine Medicine, ancient scriptures, Immortal divine material, even fragmented Titan inheritances… at your disposal! Moreover, Xu can swear a Tiandao oath, and on this Star Sky Ancient Road become your staunchest ally, helping you sweep away all foes! How does that sound?"

So that's it!

Ye Wuque instantly understood.

This Xu Tianhuang's scheming, hidden until now, and sudden ambush were not merely to join Shi Litian in attacking him; the true purpose was the Creation Saint Method Origin within his own body!

It must have been that after Xu Linchen fled, he conveyed the news of the Holy Law Origin to Xu Tianhuang.

Such a supreme divine artifact, involving the ultimate mysteries of cosmic Creation, could drive any Dark Cultivator mad, even a peerless demonic genius like Xu Tianhuang.

There was no hesitation, not even a verbal reply.

Ye Wuque gave his answer in the most direct, most violent way—

Boom—!!!

He clenched his left fist, Chaos divine power erupted thunderously; although the right shoulder wound had not healed, the might of his left fist was equally earth‑shattering!

A simple, direct Chaos fist seal, imbued with the will to shatter stars, tore the Void and raged toward Xu Tianhuang… boldly booming!

The Holy Law Origin, which he obtained through life and death by his own strength and fate, is also a crucial component of his Tiandao foundation! It cannot be coveted by others! Not even a glance, let alone a single thought, is a path to death!

The fist seal, like a dragon, declared his entire stance!

Xu Tianhuang saw that Ye Wuque left no room for negotiation and struck outright, the faint smile on his face finally slowly receding.

He let out a soft sigh, within which lay regret and lament, but more so… a rising, escalating… dominance and coldness!

"Since Daoist Ye is so resolute… then Xu also has no choice… to offend."

The moment his words fell, the aura surrounding Xu Tianhuang suddenly… changed!

No longer the deep, restrained kind it once was, like a sleeping volcano.

Instead… a booming eruption!

Like a Honghuang beast suppressed for ten thousand ages, tearing free of all shackles!

Boom—boom—boom—!!!

A vast, ancient, wild, terrifying battle intent brimming with the most primal combat desire surged upward like the first ray of light when the universe first opened, erupting from Xu Tianhuang's body!

That battle intent solidified, turning into distinct‑scaled, Star River‑roaring golden great Dragons, spiraling and fluttering around him, and the sound of Dragon Chant resonated throughout the universe!

His plain hemp robe billowed without wind, rustling, revealing beneath it a bronze‑colored, god‑gold‑forged, muscular torso that contained explosive power.

Each muscle seemed to contain Great Power of Open Heaven and Split Earth, and as his Qi and blood circulated, they emitted a thunderous roar like the surging of the great Yangtze River!

Primeval battle body!

One of the Ten Forbidden Physiques of the Ten Thousand Ages!

At this moment, on Xu Tianhuang, it truly revealed a terrifying might that could make Zhutian tremble!

He simply stood there, and the Qi and battle intent he emitted seemed to become a blazing Honghuang great sun, scorching this starry sky, even forcing the chaotic laws of the distant ancient god's crater to retreat and be suppressed!

"Battle!"

From Xu Tianhuang's mouth, only a single word was spat out.