Chapter 694: The True Self Is Not Satisfied!

Ye Wuque slowly withdrew his fist, his Xuanhei Robe still spotless, and he spoke lightly, his voice cold as ancient ice: "Just because you have such meager body cultivation, you dare call yourself strong before me?"

He is in fact a rare ultimate body cultivator across the countless heavens and myriad realms since antiquity; his flesh has already cultivated to the Undying Immortal realm, within his tier the flesh is invincible, and even when fighting beyond his tier, few living beings can contend with his flesh.

The Peng Ancestor's Peng Undying Golden Body, seen by others as top‑tier, in his eyes is merely rough skin—so be it.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! I will have you dead, my true self!"

The Peng Ancestor went completely mad.

He raised his head to let out a terrifying howl that pierced the heavens, his aura surged again, and the true form of the ten‑thousand‑wing Golden‑Winged Great Peng fully manifested; its golden body blocked the sky, a pair of Golden Pupils shone like twin suns, locking onto Ye Wuque.

He began to burn his Supreme Primordial!

One dazzling Primordial Essence Blood after another flew out from his heart, each containing the Dao Rules and power he had accumulated over countless ages, and now all ignited.

As the Primordial Essence Blood burned, his aura rose at a horrific speed, the Ominous Power around him thickened to the extreme, and within the black‑golden mist, even the bizarre runes of the Other Shore appeared, exuding a terror capable of devouring the heavens.

"Heavenly Peng Dragon Capture Art! Peng Undying Golden Body! Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed! Unfortunate Origin!"

The Peng Ancestor roared, fusing his four ultimate trump cards into one.

The black‑golden Peng shadows merged with his true body; atop his twin claws gathered a terror that could seize the heavens and tear apart eternity, his surrounding space‑time twisted by his extreme speed, countless residual images filled the Void, making it impossible to tell which was the true body and which a phantom.

He knows that ordinary means could never kill Ye Wuque.

Today, he must either exhaust his ancient foundation to slay Ye Wuque, or fall on this No Return Path—there is no third way.

In an instant, countless Peng shadows surged toward Ye Wuque, each bearing the power to extinguish even a Half‑Step Heavenly Dao Supreme; wherever the Ominous Power passed, the great Dao itself was corroded into black holes, and all life withered.

From afar, the Nine Zhutian Dragon Emperor saw this scene, his face turned deathly pale, and he shouted, "Ye Xiaoyou, be careful! This is the full‑force strike of the old thing burning its Primordial!"

In his prime, even facing this move, one must give everything; a slight slip would cause a fall, let alone Ye Wuque who is only at the Sealed King Immortal Realm.

Yet at that moment, a scene occurred that shocked the Nine Zhutian Dragon Emperor and even the Peng Ancestor to the brink of despair.

Confronted with the sky‑filled Peng shadows, Ye Wuque's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

No warning, no ripple of space‑time, as if he had never stood there.

The Peng Ancestor's pupils contracted sharply, his soul‑force instantly spread, trying to lock Ye Wuque's position, but he was horrified to find his soul‑force could not capture any trace of Ye Wuque!

The Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed he boasted of could not even brush Ye Wuque's hem at this moment!

"You're looking for me?"

A detached voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

The Peng Ancestor's hair stood on end; he spun around, claws slashing backward, but only emptiness met him.

In the next instant, a terrifying force slammed onto his back.

Pfft—!

The Peng Ancestor spat a mouthful of fresh blood, his massive Peng body staggered forward several steps, and the bones in his back shattered completely.

He finally saw Ye Wuque's silhouette, still standing at his original spot, his Xuanhei Robe rustling as if it had never moved.

He finally understood: Ye Wuque wielded a speed technique higher and more extreme than his Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed—Nilian Tianyao Jisu!

This art had long surpassed the realm of speed, reaching the level of reversing space‑time.

Even the Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed, however fast, cannot outrun the flow of space‑time; each of his moves, each strike, appeared to Ye Wuque as slow as a snail's crawl.

The speed he prized became meaningless before Ye Wuque!

At this moment, the Peng Ancestor fell into utter despair.

He cannot win.

Ye Wuque's flesh body is overwhelmingly domineering, his method suppresses all of the Ancestor's tactics; every collision forces him to pay a painful price.

He cannot escape.

Ye Wuque's speed far surpasses his, and the Space‑Time Power firmly locks his qi; even tearing the Void cannot free him from Ye Wuque's palm.

His greatest trump card, the Ominous Primordial Power that could suppress the Nine Zhutian Dragon Emperor, is useless before Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque's Battle Sage Method's Primordial Origin is supremely yang, his Undying Indestructible Imperial Golden Body is supreme and pure, and combined with the Reincarnation Clear Light that purifies all, the three merge to counter every evil, ominous, and specter in the world.

That bizarre Ominous Power, once within three feet of Ye Wuque, is instantly purified, unable to corrupt his flesh or Dao Foundation even a hair.

"No! I won't believe it! I, the Heavenly Dao Supreme, cannot be defeated by a mere Sealed King Immortal junior!"

The Peng Ancestor went completely berserk; disregarding the backlash of his burning Primordial, he summoned the last trace of Ominous Power within, the black‑golden mist turning into a massive demonic dragon, fangs and claws lunging at Ye Wuque, aiming to corrupt his soul and poison his Dao Foundation.

Yet Ye Wuque merely chilled his gaze, his Reincarnation Clear Light surged, golden divine light blazed like the midday sun; the moment the black‑golden demonic dragon touched the divine light, it emitted a mournful wail, instantly melting and purifying, leaving no trace.

"It's over."

Ye Wuque spoke lightly, slowly raising his right hand.

In an instant, all his power converged onto his right fist.

The domineering Battle Sage Method, the indestructible Undying Indestructible Imperial Golden Body, the purifying Reincarnation power, and the endless great power of space‑time universe all fused, forming an epoch‑shaking Chaos Heavenly Emperor Fist.

The massive golden fist silhouette spanned the entire No Return Path, vast and mighty, as if the Open Heaven era from ages past suddenly erupted, bearing a terror that could crush the heavens and suppress eternity, driving straight toward the Peng Ancestor.

Wherever the fist passed, the shattered Void healed, the bizarre Ominous Power was purified, and even the Dead Silence and Darkness that had lingered on the No Return Path for ages were completely dispelled by the dazzling golden light.

Before this punch, the Peng Ancestor felt as tiny as an ant; his surrounding space‑time was locked, past and future sealed by the blow, he could not even twitch, let alone dodge.

"No! I am not satisfied!"

The Peng Ancestor let out a scream of extreme grief, his voice full of despair, rage and unwillingness.

He exhausted the last ounce of strength, folded his wings, gathering all his Dao Rules, Primordial, and power before him, trying to block this lethal punch.