Chapter 548: This One Is Odd!

Without excessive probing or idle talk, the two struck at once with merciless killing moves, aiming to severely wound and capture the seated Ye Wuque in a single blow!

"Nether Death Fist!" Grey Mist roared, the mist rolling and coalescing into an enormous, gray‑black giant fist swathed in dense death aura, as if it could devour all life.

As the fist passed, the Void itself corroded with a sizzle, bearing endless resentment and Line: Dead Silence, and slammed thunderously onto Ye Wuque's back!

"Golden Feather Star Palm!" Golden Wing Figure acted simultaneously, a phantom golden divine wing detached behind, forming a sky‑covering golden giant palm forged from countless star‑sword intents.

The palm's core seemed to swirl with a Star River, bearing the towering and sharp might that suppresses the heavens' stars, and it struck down hard!

Lord Yan, though not striking at the same time, watched coldly, his qi locked firmly onto Ye Wuque to prevent any movement or escape.

In his eyes, the seated figure's aura was somewhat strange but not overwhelmingly terrifying; his two Early Immortal capable subordinates, giving their all, would be enough to suppress him instantly.

Boom—!!!

One fist! One palm!

Two terrifying attacks, like two cataclysmic Star River torrents, instantly filled the entire Cave!

The fist's intent was cold with Line: Dead Silence, the palm's power glittered like stars; the two intertwined, erupting a terrifying might that could easily shatter stars and grievously wound Immortals!

If this place had not been permeated by the Fate Master's aura, its extraordinary material would have collapsed long ago!

The center of the attack was that unmoving seated Black Robe Figure, still facing away from the three, seemingly oblivious to the world‑shattering assault behind him.

Lord Yan's mouth curled into a cold, disdainful smile, as if he already envisioned the opponent's bones shattering, spitting blood and collapsing.

He sneered, his voice cutting clearly through the raging energy roar into his two subordinates' ears:

"Ants are ants, have they lost the courage to resist? Hehe… looks like they know they're certainly doomed, so they just gave up. Fine, saves trouble."

Yet that disdainful sneer on his face instantly froze like hardened ice, then shattered!

"This… this is impossible!!!"

Lord Yan's eyes widened to the limit, the scene reflected in his pupils made him let out an incredulous, almost uncontrolled shout!

Not only him, Grey Mist and Golden Wing Figure, who had just struck, now looked as if they had seen a ghost; the ferocity on their faces was instantly replaced by boundless horror and bewilderment!

What did they see?

Their two terrifying attacks, capable of shattering stars and crushing Immortals, struck solidly onto the seated figure's back!

The aftershock even gouged deep trenches in the Cave floor and cracked the distant rock walls into spider‑web fissures!

But—

That seated figure, however, remained steadily perched atop the Jade Platform!

Even the hem of his robe showed not a ripple!

He was completely unscathed from head to toe!

Even his seated posture did not change at all!

Their destructive energy, upon reaching the foot‑range around that back, was like a mud ox entering the sea, sinking into an abyss, disappearing silently without a trace!

No explosion, no cancellation, no rebound—just the purest… annihilation!

It was as if they were not attacking a living being but an Absolute Void that could devour all energy and matter!

This scene—bizarre! terrifying!

Beyond their comprehension!

Lord Yan's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, his expression suddenly tightened; deep within his dark pupils, the earlier disdain and composure had long been replaced by extreme disbelief, a mix of shock and anger, and a sudden surge of dread he himself would not admit.

He stared fixedly at that still rock‑steady silhouette, his heart clenched as if by an invisible giant hand!

To dissolve two Early Immortal's full‑force strikes so casually and silently is something ordinary Immortals could not achieve!

Even… he, upon introspection, knows it impossible to do so effortlessly!

"This one… is odd! Far from ordinary!"

Lord Yan inhaled deeply, forced the raging storm in his heart down, his voice becoming gravely heavy as he barked sternly at his two still‑shocked subordinates:

"Quick! Give it your all! No holding back! This one likely possesses a strange treasure or bizarre divine power! All together, swift battle, swift finish!"

Grey Mist and Golden Wing Figure were startled awake by Lord Yan's shout, instantly snapping out of horror into deeper shameful anger and ferocity!

They are proud Early Immortals, the master's capable lieutenants, yet a seated, seemingly defenseless fellow had so contemptibly nullified their attack?

This is an outrageous humiliation!

Roar—!

Screech—!

Both let out an angry roar and fierce howl simultaneously, their auras bursting forth without reservation!

This time, they no longer fought bare‑handed, but wielded real weapons and lethal techniques!

"Silent Extinction Soul Blade – Soul Cutting!" Grey Mist roared, the gray‑black mist around him surged wildly into the suddenly manifested black longsword, whose terrifying shape was wrapped with countless wailing Specter shadows, exuding overwhelming Line: Dead Silence and cursed aura!

The blade trembled, emitting a shriek like ten thousand ghosts wailing; a gray‑black terrifying blade, as if able to sever souls and devour life, tore through the Void, bearing endless chill and despair, and fiercely slashed at Ye Wuque!

"Falling Star Celestial Sword – Falling Star!" Golden Wing Figure let out a long howl, another divine wing's feathers fluttered off behind him, coalescing in his hand into a radiant golden sword, its blade seemingly composed of countless miniature stars, its sword intent resonating with Heavenly Star Force!

He grasped the sword with both hands, raised it overhead, drawing forth the hidden stellar Great Power, and slashed down!

The sword light turned into a golden Star River spanning heaven and earth, as if billions of stars fell simultaneously, bearing a dazzling celestial might of destruction and termination, and crashed down!

Meanwhile, Lord Yan, leading the trio, also flashed a fierce glint in his eyes as his two subordinates unleashed their killing techniques!

He knew that now there could be no more reservation or contempt!

"Nine Suns Overlord Fist – Subduing Mountains and Rivers!" Lord Yan lunged forward, the Void beneath his foot exploding!

His Dark Gold Battle Armor blazed, as if nine blazing suns burned within his body!

He clenched both fists, his arm muscles bulging like a dragon, and thunderously delivered a supreme punch toward Ye Wuque!

Boom—!!!

When the punch flew, it was not a single fist shadow but countless fist shadows bursting across the sky!

Each fist shadow was solid as stone, each the size of a burning ancient star, bearing a terrifying fist intent that could incinerate all, suppress the eight wildernesses, and dominate heaven and earth!

Fist shadows surge vast and layered, as if a whole Star River of fist intent crushes down, intending to completely subdue, crush, and incinerate Ye Wuque together with the Jade Platform beneath him and even the entire Cave!

One slash! One sword! One fist!

The three great Immortal strongmen's peerless killing techniques, with no reservation, erupt simultaneously!

This time's might is far more terrifying than the earlier bare‑handed attack, many times over!

Blade‑fang Dead Silence devours life; sword light shines brilliantly, causing stars to fall; fist intent raging, subdues mountains and rivers!

Three utterly different yet equally terrifying forces intertwine into a death torrent that annihilates all, instantly engulfing the seated Ye Wuque and the Space of dozens of Ten Zhang surrounding him, completely drowning and devouring!

The moment the attack was launched, the gazes of the three Lord Yan, as sharp as the keenest hooks, nailed into the region fully covered by Destruction energy, held their breath, hearts beating like drums.

They don't believe that, faced with such a joint lethal strike, the opponent could still remain unharmed!

Rumble—!!!