Chapter 451: Annihilating Luo Beihuang

Facing Luo Beihuang's ferocious strike that gathered dozens of discordant yet overwhelming forces, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's expressions remained calm, even… with a faint hint of indifference.

To onlookers, Luo Beihuang's method of fusing myriad paths within himself seemed astonishingly brilliant, wildly domineering, and unmatched in power.

But in the eyes of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, true peak‑climbers who have realized their own Dao, the so‑called Heavenly Pride is riddled with flaws and leads to deep misdirection!

"Discordant and impure, chaotic and unrefined. It appears all‑encompassing, yet it is a rootless tree, a source‑less water," Feng Caichen's cold voice rang out like a sword chant, striking at the essence.

"Forcefully balancing alien forces with demonic methods is like treading on thin ice; a day of backlash will inevitably come. This is not the Great Dao, but a demonic deviation," Ye Wuque's eyes were deep, seeing the fatal flaw hidden within Luo Beihuang's power system.

Said it too late, acted too fast!

Three forces capable of destroying heaven and earth collided with a thunderous impact above White Jade Square!

The imagined cataclysmic, stalemate scene never materialized.

Ye Wuque's Chaos Dragon Emperor Fist, within its fist seal, contained not only the utmost rigid Dragon Power, but also his supreme fist intent born of comprehending Chaos and commanding all Dao!

That fist intent was grand and majestic, like the first ray of pioneering light born in Chaos; no matter how bizarre or how many forces you wield, I will shatter them with a single force, subdue them with a single thought!

The instant the fist seal met Luo Beihuang's chaotic torrent of Heavenly Power, it was like a red‑hot blade cutting into solidified grease!

That seemingly unrivaled, wildly varied torrent of power appeared loose, chaotic, and unable to stand a blow before the pure and domineering Chaos‑pioneering true intent of the Chaos Dragon Emperor Fist.

Where the fist seal passed, the Blood God Heavenly Pulse was shattered by Dragon Might, Ruthless Heavenly Blood was vaporized by Sun‑bright Blood Qi, the radiance of the Sun Heavenly Bone dulled under the Chaos fist intent, and the fluctuations of the Limitless Heavenly Heart were completely disrupted… all the Heavenly Powers were ripped apart and collapsed like withered wood under a storm!

And Feng Caichen's Tai Chu Sword Light took purity and sharpness to the extreme!

That sword light seemed to strip away all superfluous attributes and variations of the world, leaving only the most primal power of annihilation and severance!

No matter how bizarre your power's attributes or how layered your defense, before the Tai Chu sword intent they are like meeting a nemesis!

The sword light silently sliced into the energy torrent; where it passed there was no explosion, no cancellation, only the most direct erasure!

The rune network projected by the Creation Heavenly Brain was severed by a single sword, the massive palm manifested by the Taixuan Heavenly Hand was split open, the Chaos force summoned by the Chaos Heavenly Foot was dispersed by the sword intent, and the claw aura of the Destruction Heavenly Claw melted like ice and snow…

The Tai Chu Sword Light, like a pure stream that no impurity could taint, surged unstoppable, directly targeting Luo Beihuang's true body behind the torrent's core!

"What?!"

"This is impossible! How could this be?!"

"My power system… is supposed to be comparable to the Extreme Realm!! How could this happen?!!!"

The intoxication and arrogance on Luo Beihuang's face instantly froze, replaced by unparalleled shock and disbelief!

He had absolute confidence in his self‑crafted Heavenly Dao Body, believing it could match or even surpass the legendary Extreme Realm!

But everything unfolding before him completely upended his perception!

He felt that the dozens of Heavenly Powers he had painstakingly forged and believed perfectly balanced, when faced with Ye Wuque's grand, righteous Chaos fist intent and Feng Caichen's pure, ultimate Tai Chu sword intent, were like encountering a natural nemesis; not only could they not mount effective resistance, but the hidden conflicts and mutual restraints were amplified infinitely!

That Chaos fist intent seemed to wield supreme authority that suppresses all heavens and myriad paths, causing his internal forces to instinctively tremble and recoil.

And the Tai Chu sword intent precisely located the minute, almost imperceptible connection gaps and balance nodes in his power system that arose from forced fusion; a single slash caused his entire system's operation to suffer fatal stagnation and chaos!

"No! Impossible! My Heavenly Dao Body… flawless! How could…"

Luo Beihuang let out a resentful roar, wildly driving his power, trying to steady his stance, even attempting to ignite several conflicting forces to create chaos and perish together.

But it was already too late.

The Chaos Dragon Emperor Fist seal crushed the last stubborn Taixu Heavenly Ear force, firmly imprinting itself upon Luo Beihuang's hastily raised arms, which were surrounded by the glows of Taigu Heavenly Skin and Taixuan Heavenly Hand!

Crack! Crack!

A violent bone‑cracking sound exploded!

Luo Beihuang's famed Immortal Sun Heavenly Bone and protective Taigu Heavenly Skin, under Ye Wuque's wrathful strike, shattered and fragmented inch by inch like fragile crystal!

His arms twisted and deformed, his whole body blasted off the ground by unmatched colossal force, blood and shredded organ fragments spewing wildly from his mouth!

Almost simultaneously, Feng Caichen's Tai Chu Sword Light, as if piercing the void, ignored the lingering chaotic energy before him and struck the center of his chest, directly onto the Limitless Heavenly Heart that was frantically beating, trying to harmonize all forces!

Snicker—!

A faint sound, as if piercing a tough membrane, rang out.

Luo Beihuang's whole body convulsed violently, his airborne form suddenly stiffened!

He lowered his head, looking at his chest in disbelief.

There, no massive wound—only a minuscule, almost invisible sword scar.

Yet that tiny sword scar seemed to drain all his power and vitality!

The Tai Chu sword intent, through that point, infiltrated his Limitless Heavenly Heart and completely eradicated its tenuously maintained, fragile Chaos balance and infinite possibilities, returning it to the void of the Tai Chu!

"Uh… ah…"

"I… am unwilling…"

"I have not yet become… the great Immortal…"

"How could I fall here…"

Luo Beihuang opened his mouth to speak, but only managed a wheezing, leaking sound.

The mixed blaze of arrogance, greed, and madness in his eyes dimmed rapidly like a dying candle in the wind.

He could feel the dozens of Heavenly Powers he treasured and boasted of slipping out of control, raging and rebelling like a wild horse unbridled!

The Blood God Heavenly Pulse went berserk, Ruthless Heavenly Blood froze his meridians, the Sun Heavenly Bone ignited a fire that burned his body, the Creation Heavenly Brain's calculations went awry, the Taishang Heavenly Lung could not inhale Chaos air… his barely‑sustained power furnace now became a destructive inferno that consumed him!

Bang!

He crashed heavily in the distance, shattering a large swath of White Jade ground.

His body convulsed uncontrollably, multicolored lights beneath his skin flickered and clashed wildly, swelling like a ball one moment, shriveling like dry wood the next—an eerie and terrifying sight.

His breath withered and dissipated at a visibly rapid pace.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen stood side by side, slowly approaching.

Looking at the Luo Beihuang on the ground—once a storm‑ruling terror that gave countless nightmares, now twisted and struggling like a broken doll—Ye Wuque felt no triumph, only a cold calm and a faint sigh of lament.

"Luo Beihuang, you truly are a genius."

Ye Wuque spoke slowly, his voice echoing across the open square.

To be able, with a mortal body, to devise such a perverse path that forcibly fuses myriad ways and simulates the power of the Extreme Realm—its ingenuity, its mad obsession—one in a hundred thousand.

His tone shifted, becoming as cold as a blade:

"But you are also an unabashed madman and demon. To achieve your goal you spare no means, betray gratitude, slaughter living beings, commit unspeakable atrocities, and trample all ethics and morals."

"Ba Lao, Dao Foundation Sect Master, and countless living beings have endured unimaginable suffering, even a fall, because of you! Your seemingly powerful path is nothing but rootless floating weed, forcing balance with evil methods, riddled with endless hidden dangers. Compared with the truly enlightened Dao, step‑by‑step, honed to perfection in the Extreme Realm, it is like a sandcastle to a rock, a firefly to a bright moon. Your power is tangled and insubstantial; your Dao is twisted and extreme. These have long doomed your downfall today!"

In Luo Beihuang's scattered pupils, the last reflection was the Dark Shadow of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen.

His lips twitched, as if to retort, to curse, to laugh wildly, but in the end no sound emerged.

Only the final trace of resentment and madness in his eyes, like burnt‑out ash, was completely extinguished.

The dozens of uncontrolled, rampaging Heavenly Power within him finally reached the critical point.

Boom—!!!

There was no earth‑shaking explosion, only a dull, as‑if‑all‑things‑were‑falling‑into‑silence, annihilating sound.

Luo Beihuang's body, together with his twisted, hazard‑laden power system, was as if erased by an invisible giant hand, turning into strands of chaotic smoke that rose, then quickly vanished in the unique atmosphere of the Chaos Sea, leaving no trace.

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth.

This prodigiously talented yet wayward, world‑shaking sinner, the mortal enemy, now has both spirit and form extinguished, completely fallen upon this ancient island of the Chaos Sea.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen stood still for a moment, letting the Chaos Sea wind brush their clothes.

After a long while, Feng Caichen sheathed his sword, his voice clear: "This scourge lived so long, now it finally dies…"

Ye Wuque nodded; the lingering gloom in his heart, ever present because of Luo Beihuang's existence, now completely dispersed, and his Dark Heart grew ever brighter and radiant.

He cast one last glance at the spot where Luo Beihuang vanished, with no lingering attachment.

"In the depths of the Chaos Sea, let's part for now. Lao Feng, see you later."

"Farewell."

The two exchanged glances and nodded, no words needed, then instantly became two streams of light, one left, one right, heading toward deeper, more mysterious regions of the Chaos Sea, each breaking through the void, their forms swiftly merging into the endless Chaos mist.