Chapter 701: Hundred Heads Thousand Arms Great Divine Ability!
The great battle suddenly erupted deep within the tomb chamber.
Ye Wuque knew in his heart that although he could slay the Heavenly Dao Supreme, the Supreme Boundless Great Perfection existed in another dimension.
The gap between them was countless times larger than the gap between the Giant Supreme and the Heavenly Dao Supreme.
When he previously cut down the Sky Roc ancestor, he did so with ease, but facing this Dark Pupil, he must give his all.
This was Ye Wuque's first true all‑out effort since breaking through to King Immortal.
The Undying Indestructible Imperial Golden Body's Ninth Transformation, Extreme Cosmos Heaven-Opening moment ignited, and the Space-Time Great Dao Domain also explosively reached its limit at the same instant.
Intense Golden Blood Qi burst from his body, its brilliance so fierce it seemed to illuminate the entire Dark Chaos Star River.
The tomb chamber, originally cold and deadly silent, suddenly heated up; the golden radiance spread outward like solid matter, vaporizing the thick Darkness Mist in massive swaths.
Ye Wuque seemed to transform into a Golden Sun that illuminated the Zhutian Wanjie, hovering at the deepest darkness, starkly confronting the dense Darkness.
In his left hand he wielded the Great Dragon Halberd, swinging a strike whose blade gathered the Space-Time Power of Extreme Cosmos Heaven-Opening; the golden halberd light surged like an Angry Dragon, tearing the Void and charging straight at the Dark Pupil.
Simultaneously, his right hand's five fingers spun and clenched into a fist; a True Dragon Fist thundered out, its fist aura turning into nine golden true dragons that roared from another direction toward the Dark Pupil.
The two techniques launched together, left and right, sealed the opponent's retreat.
The Dark Pupil narrowed slightly and emitted a faint voice:
"This Blood Qi… it seems you truly are extraordinary. In the Body‑Tempering realm you have achieved an unparalleled Extreme Realm. For that alone you have earned the right to make me act."
The voice paused, then grew even colder: "However, a junior is still just a junior. Destined to be a mere ant."
Before the words finished, the dense darkness surged abruptly.
The massive black pupil did not employ any techniques or divine abilities; it simply pressed down the endless Dark Origin.
That force was unimaginably vast, as if the power of the entire Dark Chaos Star River had condensed into this single strike.
There was no dazzling brilliance, no intricate technique variations—only pure darkness, pure oppression, pure crushing.
The Great Dragon Halberd's blade light, the True Dragon Fist's aura, and the Dark Origin collided, emitting a deep, thunderous boom.
He clearly felt his attack hit an immovable iron wall; the golden halberd light and fist aura were about to
be forcibly suppressed by that Darkness Will, fading piece by piece until they were utterly extinguished.
Ye Wuque was secretly startled.
The Supreme Boundless Great Perfection was indeed terrifying.
When he previously slashed the Sky Roc ancestor, it was so decisive, yet against this Dark Pupil his two full‑power strikes were brushed aside with ease.
This is the gap of realms, not something talent or foundation can easily bridge.
But he showed no hint of retreat.
On the contrary, the battle fervor burning in his eyes grew even hotter.
Ye Wuque let out a resonant shout, and his surrounding aura surged once more.
"Hundred Heads Thousand Arms Great Divine Ability—activate!"
The moment the words fell, his form began to expand rapidly.
His already tall and upright body now swelled to an extreme, towering as if a primordial deity supporting the Zhutian Wanjie.
One hundred heads manifested simultaneously, a thousand arms unfolded around him; the spectacle's grandeur and shock could shatter any onlooker's spirit.
This is the extreme form of the Five Head Ten Arm Great Divine Ability, the supreme realm Ye Wuque reached after years of continual refinement.
The hundred heads can simultaneously observe all directions, leaving no blind spot.
The thousand arms can simultaneously unleash different divine‑killing techniques, rendering the enemy indefensible.
But that is still far from enough.
Ye Wuque knew that against a being of Supreme Boundless Great Perfection, even Hundred Heads Thousand Arms alone was insufficient to contend.
He needed to advance further in power.
He let out a low shout, the amplification divine skill that came from the Battle Sage Method Holy Law Origin roared into operation, and his combat power instantly doubled.
He whispered a low shout; the amplification divine skill derived from the Battle Sage Method's Holy Law Origin roared to life, instantly doubling his combat power.
"Infinite Limitless Great Fission!"
"Six Paths Startle God!"
A series of amplification divine skills were unleashed together, Ye Wuque's aura soaring wildly as if without limit.
He then employed the Nine-Five Supreme Heavenly Art to command everything, perfectly coordinating hundreds to thousands of divine‑killing techniques into a single whole.
The Dark Pupil watched this scene and was slightly shocked.
A flicker of incredulous light flashed within the massive pupil, and a low murmur rose from the darkness:
"What the hell is this technique?"
It had lived countless ages, seen innumerable Heavenly Pride monsters and bizarre techniques, yet it had never witnessed a scene like this—one hundred heads, a thousand arms, simultaneously unleashing hundreds to thousands of divine abilities.
The dense tangle of arms and the all‑covering brilliance of divine light made one's scalp tingle.
Ye Wuque gave it no more time to think.
His thousand arms swung in unison, hundreds to thousands of divine techniques pouring down like a violent storm toward the Dark Pupil.
There were golden fist auras, dazzling sword light, sharp Finger Spears, and sweeping Palm Seals.
Some techniques were scorching and rigid as a blazing sun; some were yin‑soft and eerie as a night spirit; some were overwhelmingly domineering as Open Heaven and Split Earth; some were profoundly mysterious as the turning of Fate.
All the varied‑attribute techniques intertwined, forming a cataclysmic torrent that surged everywhere toward the Dark Pupil.
End of Chapter
