Chapter 692: Ye Wuque Strikes

Even if he burns the Path Origin, he will still take the Heavenly Peng Ancestor away!

He has his own dignity and pride, and will not allow himself to be so humiliated to lose to his arch‑enemy!

"Damn—!!!"

He roars, his Dragon Might surges, and those golden dragon scales begin to burn!

That is his Primordial!

That is his life!

That is his everything!

……

And just then—

In the distant Void, Ye Wuque stands proud, a cold murderous glint flashing across his face.

He looks at the smug Heavenly Peng Ancestor, his eyes filled with cold.

"Traitor!"

He whispers, his voice like ancient ice:

"Death is not even worth lamenting!"

Before the words finish—

Boom—boom—boom!

A massive, towering Golden Great Hand, like a swath of Golden Heavens Universe that suppresses the heavens, sweeps across, tearing the Void, crushing the Path, and suddenly slams down on the Heavenly Peng Ancestor!

Ye Wuque strikes!

【9】 That punch, though seeming casual, contains power that can destroy heaven and earth!

That punch, though it seemed casual, contained the power to destroy heaven and earth!

That punch gathers all his cultivation of King Immortal!

That punch holds the supreme secret of his Undying Indestructible Divine King Art!

That punch fuses the Primordial Power of the Spacetime Great Cosmos within him!

The Heavenly Peng Ancestor's expression changes abruptly!

His eyelids twitch wildly!

He senses an extreme danger approaching!

It is a lethal threat!

It is a summons of death!

He shifts his body sideways, trying to dodge!

But he is still solidly hit by Ye Wuque's terrifying punch!

Accompanied by an earth‑shaking roar and a muffled groan from the Heavenly Peng Ancestor—

He is blasted away!

His body is actually torn apart by the terrifying force of that punch!

Golden Supreme Blood pours down like a torrential downpour!

Ye Wuque's punch—

Already leaves the Heavenly Peng Ancestor gravely wounded!

……

The Heavenly Peng Ancestor struggles to reform his shape, his complexion paling to the extreme, his eyes dark and full of disbelief.

He shouts:

"Who? Who is it?!"

"Who dares to strike me!"

Ye Wuque's figure slowly steps out of the Void.

His black robe flutters, black hair drapes his shoulders, his expression neutral.

He looks at the Heavenly Peng Ancestor as if looking at a corpse.

The Heavenly Peng Ancestor's face turns pale with horror!

He stares at Ye Wuque, incredulously losing his voice

"This… this is impossible!"

"It's you! You are that Human being! Ye Wuque!"

"But how… how could this be!"

Of course he knows who this young man before him is!

This young man has slain many core members of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan!

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan's former hope, the Single Extreme Realm Being Huntian, was killed by a single glance from Ye Wuque inside Suppressing Dragon Valley!

He had long contemplated whether to personally strike him down!

But hindered by the supreme beings standing behind Ye Wuque, he never had a good chance!

It can be said—

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan's hatred for Ye Wuque is no weaker than its hatred for the Dragon Clan! It even surpasses it!

Even this time, the Heavenly Peng Ancestor had planned to destroy the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor and then Ye Wuque!

But he never expected—

Ye Wuque has already become such a terrifying powerhouse!

How could this not shock and terrify him!

And the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor—

Then a hint of surprise first appeared.

Afterwards, upon seeing that it was Ye Wuque—

He let out an excited, amazed, hearty laugh!

"Hahaha!"

"It's you! It's Ye Xiaoyou!"

"You have already come here!"

"Simply..."

His laughter reverberated through the Void, full of delight and shock!

Ye Wuque gave a slight nod to the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor and said with a faint smile:

"Senior Dragon Emperor, from now on, leave it to me."

The Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor covered his chest and coughed out a mouthful of Dark Gold Dragon Blood laced with fine dragon scales.

In his aged Dragon Pupils, the solemn resolve he had shown when facing the Heavenly Roc Ancestor now completely turned into utter confidence.

He slowly stepped back, and with each footfall he instinctively dispersed the lingering Ominous Power around him, his gaze never leaving the upright figure before him.

The tall figure clad in an Xuanhei Robe, with ink‑black hair cascading like a waterfall to his shoulders, possessed a handsome and aloof visage; beneath sword‑like brows, a pair of starry eyes were as deep as the ancient starry sky. Though he merely stood there, the aura he exuded was that of the Sealed King Immortal Realm, yet it gave a sense of oppression more towering than the Heavenly Dao Supreme.

The edges of the Xuanhei Robe were embroidered with Dark Gold imperial patterns, and as the wind of the No Return Path whispered, the hem rustled softly; beneath the hem, his exposed wrists were sleek and bony, and with only a slight twitch of his fingertips, fine Space‑Time ripples silently appeared and vanished around him.

"Ye Xiaoyou, be careful in everything."

The voice of the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor carried a hint of hoarseness from an unhealed wound, yet was full of certainty, "This battlefield is yours now."

He had lived countless ages, traversed the Zhutian Wanjie, and seen innumerable dazzling Heavenly Prides, yet never had anyone inspire in him a near‑blind trust as Ye Wuque did.

Ye Wuque has created too many Miracles, rising from obscurity, fighting his way upward; countless times when trapped in death, he could forcefully carve a bloody path.

That punch just now had brutally shattered the flesh of the famed ancient Heavenly Roc Ancestor, damaging its Dao Foundation; such power had already broken the shackles of realms, allowing him to confidently entrust this War of Life and Death to the junior.

Hundreds of millions of zhang away, the Heavenly Roc Ancestor hurled into the abyss emitted an extremely suppressed roar.

Half of its body was already shattered; the once radiant, indestructible Golden Peng Feathers were now mostly blown apart, the remaining feathers stained with black‑gold Ominous Blood, each strand broken, and the bones within reduced to powder.

At its chest, a clear fist imprint was deeply indented, and the lingering Space‑Time Power inside, like maggots on bone, frantically tore at its vitality and Dao Foundation; even invoking the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Supreme Realm could not fully erase it.

He swiftly formed seals with both hands, and around him swirled thick, ink‑like black‑gold Unholy Mist; within the mist faintly came countless mournful wails of devoured souls, exuding a bizarre force capable of corrupting all life and eroding the Dao Rules of the Zhutian.

This Ominous Power surged wildly into its body, repairing the shattered flesh, but for each inch healed, the Supreme Holy Golden Light within the fist imprint would erupt, shattering its newly formed flesh again.

Those Golden Pupils, once as sharp as hawks and capable of piercing Nine Heavens Ten Earths, now locked rigidly onto Ye Wuque; within the pupils first came disbelief and shock, then a torrent of vengeful poison and murderous intent, the intent boiling like lava, nearly bursting the eye sockets, turning into tangible blades to rend Ye Wuque apart.

"You little beast!"

The Heavenly Roc Ancestor clenched its teeth, black‑gold Blood Beads seeping from the gaps, its voice bearing an unprecedented ancient humiliation and fury.

"I, who have roamed the Zhutian for eons and ascended to the Heavenly Dao Supreme position, have never endured such disgrace! Today, I shall crush your bones to ash, hurl your spirit into a realm of endless calamities, never to be reborn!"

The moment his words fell, the aura around him surged explosively, the pressure of the Heavenly Dao Supreme Realm swept forth without reservation, the entire No Return Path trembled violently, the Void collapsed layer by layer, turning into an endless black hole.

Even the distant Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor couldn't help his face turn pale, instinctively channeling Dragon Origin to resist, his heart secretly startled.

The Heavenly Roc Ancestor was truly enraged, even drawing out the deepest reserves from its bottom chest.