Chapter 482: Reencounter with Ziyang Shen

And just as Ye Wuque's fist boldly slammed toward the Other Shore Beings,

A thunderous roar, like Lei Dian, blasted in the Void behind Ye Wuque!

"Hmph!"

"You bunch of Other Shore riffraff! Only know how to bully the few with numbers!"

The newcomer stands proudly in the Void, towering and lofty, a head of purple hair draped over his shoulders, exuding a wild and domineering aura!

It is Ye Wuque's long-unseen old friend, Ziyang Shen!

"Brother Ziyang, you've also come to the Bian Huang?"

A genuine spark of delight flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes; the Bian Huang is vast, the battle shifts in an instant, and meeting an old friend here is truly rare.

"Indeed! How could Ziyang Shen miss such a great war? I've been here for several years! The fighting here is truly exhilarating!"

Ziyang Shen's laugh boomed like thunder; his wild, domineering aura resembled a burning purple sun, illuminating the dim Broken Star Domain.

He stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Wuque; though their temperaments differ—one as steady as a abyss, the other as wild as flame—when they stood together, an invisible aura radiated, causing the auras of thousands of opposing Other Shore monsters to falter!

"Another suicide! Kill them all!" In the Ghost Clan camp, a figure shrouded in ghastly green ghost fire… Gui Qianmo spoke grimly, his voice like a bone‑scraping steel blade.

"Kill!"

Ming Jiuhuang of the Nether Clan exuded a Gray White aura of Dead Silence, speaking concisely, his murderous intent chilling.

Shi Litian of the Corpse Clan remained silent; his emaciated body suddenly swelled, emitting a nauseating, dense corpse aura, and first transformed into a gray‑black lightning bolt that surged forward!

The battle erupted in an instant!

"Hahaha! Good timing! Ziyang's hands are itching!"

Ziyang Shen let out a long howl, his purple hair wildly swirling; brilliant purple divine light burst around him, within which four distinct yet perfectly intertwined terrifying visions faintly emerged!

A single punch roared out, purple light vast, nether gloom rising and falling, the fist intent overwhelming, directly pulverizing dozens of approaching Other Shore Beings along with their summoned artifacts into mush!

Its power was so strong that it far exceeded the usual half‑ruined pinnacle range, approaching the Immortal threshold!

Ye Wuque's movement was even more concise and direct.

Facing the surging main force led by Gui Qianmo, Ming Jiuhuang, and Shi Litian, he simply took a single step forward.

Boom!

With that step, the shattered stars of the Fallen God Ruins seemed to tremble!

Centered on him, an indescribable terrifying qi‑blood mingled with a more refined, profound Touch Heaven Realm Dao Rhythm erupted explosively!

Golden light surged skyward, not merely Sacred Battle Qi, but infused with Space-Time Origin, the Power of the Six Great Extreme Realms, and the Heaven-Connecting Realm's deeper mastery of the cosmic laws.

He didn't even employ complex secret arts; he simply held his fingers together like a sword and slashed forward!

Sss—!

A golden filament as thin as a cicada wing, yet seemingly containing a razor edge from the very beginning of Open Heaven and Split Earth, silently swept across the starry sky.

The dozens of Other Shore monsters at the forefront, including several with murky aura, almost half‑stepping into Immortal status, suddenly froze; in the next instant, together with their protective divine light, sturdy armor, robust flesh, and even their terrified, twisted souls, they were cleanly split in two along a perfect straight line!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror; blood didn't even have time to spurt, and the lingering sharp Dao Rule was completely erased!

Crush!

Utter, thorough crushing!

Gui Qianmo's ghost fire dimmed instantly, Ming Jiuhuang's Gray White death aura roiled violently, Shi Litian's swollen body suddenly contracted, and all three eyes flashed with incredulous horror!

They believed that before, they could still spar with Ye Wuque for a move or two.

But now… the gap is literally like the Heavenly Moat!

The opponent's casual strike already carried a terrifying force that made their souls shudder, incomprehensible!

"No! His strength… and his control over power… how could it have risen so fast?!"

Gui Qianmo let out a sharp whine, his voice trembling.

"Retreat!" Ming Jiuhuang acted most decisively; the instant Ye Wuque's second gaze swept his way, he ignited Burn Primordial, turning into a gray‑white flash, tearing through Space at any cost to flee wildly!

Shi Litian lagged half a beat; his ferocity fully ignited, he roared, activating his innate corpse aura, transforming into a massive, sky‑covering rotten claw that lunged at Ye Wuque, trying to buy himself time.

"Ming's stubbornness is useless," Ye Wuque said evenly; facing the corpse‑aura claw capable of corroding ancient stars, he simply raised his right hand, fingers lightly curled, then delivered a punch.

That punch was plain and unadorned.

But where the fist edge passed, Space fractured and vanished like ice struck by a massive stone, layer upon layer.

The massive corpse‑aura claw, like ice under a scorching sun, instantly melted and disintegrated!

The punch's force continued, precisely imprinting upon Shi Litian's body, harder than divine gold.

Pfft!

There was no earth‑shaking explosion, only a dull thud, like rotting wood cracking.

Shi Litian froze in place, lowered his head, and stared at the bowl‑sized, transparent cavity in his chest; at its rim, flesh, bones, corpse aura, even the primordial corpse core he had refined for countless years vanished without a trace, erased completely by the punch's ultimate, sun‑like, annihilating force.

"This… cannot… be… possible…"

The murderous glint in Shi Litian's eyes dimmed rapidly, his massive body crashed to the ground, then turned into a puff of ash that drifted away with the wind.

All this may sound lengthy, but from Ziyang Shen joining the battle to Shi Litian's fall, it was only a brief moment!

The thousands of raging Other Shore monsters now lie dead and wounded, their ranks shattered!

Ziyang Shen maneuvered deftly, his purple fist thunder like a meteor shower, unstoppable, cutting down countless foes.

Seeing the unfavorable turn, Gui Qianmo had already become a wisp of shadow and fled, leaving only a half‑whisper of terrified echo.

Ming Jiuhuang had long since vanished.

The Star Domain regained Dead Silence, now only filled with countless drifting dust and residual energy turbulence, recounting the brief, bloody slaughter.

Ziyang Shen retracted his fist and stood, the purple light around him gradually dimming; he looked toward Ye Wuque, standing nearby with hands behind his back, aura steady as before, and a sincere flash of admiration flickered in his eyes:

"No wonder you're Ye brother; even with all my many adventures, I still can't keep up with you, Ye brother."

His tone was sincere; though he lamented the gap, there was no jealousy, only heartfelt joy for his close friend's strength.

If it weren't for Ye Wuque's wholehearted assistance back then, would Ziyang Shen have had the chance to be reborn and rise today?

Ye Wuque looked at Ziyang Shen, his gaze clear, and with a pointed tone said: "It's been a while, Brother Zi, your bearing surpasses that of the past! This achievement, even in this special era of rising heroes, is truly rare."

Ziyang Shen immediately shook his head and laughed: "Brother Ye, you're joking; you're still incomparable to me…"

He knows his own progress, but also understands even more the unfathomable depth of this old friend before him.

Ye Wuque shook his head, his eyes flashing with obvious astonishment and admiration: "No, Brother Zi, you're no ordinary one. Today, looking across the Nine Heavens Ten Earths and even the entire Zhutian Wanjie among the younger generation, you are absolutely a peak monster! The regrets of your past life have now been fully compensated, even far surpassed."

Ziyang Shen knew that Ye Wuque was referring to his unfinished Extreme Realm in his previous life, a regret that ended in disappointment.

He gave a faint smile, and with honesty tinged with a hint of emotion said: "Indeed, nothing can be hidden from you, Brother Ye. I have truly attained four Extreme Realms! Yet that is already my limit! Gaining another is absolutely impossible! I have struck at a fifth Extreme Realm, but… I could not achieve it! Huang Lao also told me to know my limits and act within my strength. I understand that the fifth Extreme Realm and beyond belong only to legends like you, Brother Ye, and Brother Feng!"

His tone was calm, without resentment, clearly having recognized and accepted his own path and limits.

A hint of understanding flashed across Ye Wuque's face.

Ziyang Shen can independently forge the path to the Extreme Realm; his talent and temperament are top‑tier, and having achieved the four great Extreme Realms, he is already a legend, fully risen, living up to his name of rebirth.

At that moment, Ziyang Shen's tone shifted, a searching glint appearing in his eyes as he lowered his voice: "Brother Ye, do you know how many Extreme Realms can be attained at most throughout the history of the Zhutian Wanjie?"

Ye Wuque heard this, was slightly stunned, then immediately shook his head.

He truly had never examined this question in depth, nor had he ever heard anyone systematically explain it.