Chapter 82: with translation of chapter title

He didn't even use any complex technique, merely stepped forward and threw a punch!

Boom!!!

At the instant that punch was thrown, the entire ring-shaped valley seemed to suddenly darken!

All light, sound, and energy seemed to be swallowed and controlled by that punch!

An overbearing, peerless fist intent that suppressed the Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies, as if a slumbering primordial emperor god had suddenly awakened, erupted explosively!

Before the fist's tip, the void shattered like fragile glass, evolving into a terrifying vision of the sun and moon sinking, stars crumbling, and myriad races bowing down!

This is one of the peerless divine abilities in the Ye Clan's Summoning Gods Canon—the Eight Desolates Six Harmonies Emperor God Fist!

"Not good!"

"Join forces!!"

Ling Wushuang, Tianjilong, Yangshuo, Yuechan, and all the Heavenly Pride caught by that punch, at this moment their faces turned horrified and drastically changed!

They felt as if they were no longer lofty Heavenly Pride, but a tiny boat in a raging storm that could capsize at any moment!

A terrifying suppressive force originating from the level of life made their souls tremble!

The shadow of death descended instantly!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Heavenly Mechanism Protection!"

"Yin Yang Reversal Chaos!"

"..."

Everyone was howling, giving it their all!

They unleashed their strongest divine abilities without reservation, sacrificing their strongest protective treasures!

Sword light, stellar radiance, Yin Yang Dual Qi, and various divine ability glories intertwined, forming a seemingly impregnable defensive torrent, attempting to block that heaven‑shattering, earth‑destroying punch!

However——

Crack!

Bang!

Boom—!!

Before the terrifying fist tip that seemed to represent the will of heaven and earth and the judgment of the emperor gods, all resistance appeared laughable and fragile!

Sword light shattered!

Stellar radiance dimmed!

The Yin Yang Taiji diagram was pierced through by a single punch!

The wailing cries of various protective treasures never ceased, then they all burst apart!

"Pfft!!"

"Ah——!"

"No!!"

Miserable screams rose and fell one after another!

Ling Wushuang's ancient sword broke inch by inch, his whole body flew backward like a torn sack, blood spurting wildly, his life or death unknown!

Tianjilong's surrounding hazy starlight instantly shattered, his face turned ashen as paper, he staggered back, his breath weakened to the extreme.

Yangshuo and Yuechan's Yin Yang combined attack was forcibly dispersed; both suffered heavy blows, blood staining their robes, they collapsed on the ground unable to rise.

The remaining Heavenly Pride were like leaves swept by a violent wind, scattered and flung, heavily smashing into the distant ground, tendons torn, bones broken—some unconscious, some gravely injured!

The might of a single punch, terrifying to this degree!

The entire arena instantly fell into a state of extreme dead silence!

Only the overbearing, peerless fist intent's aftershocks remained, wailing in the air, recounting the unmatched power of that punch just now!

Even the usually calm and detached Dao Xuan Yu, at this moment his pupils slightly contracted, his grip on the whisk tightened unconsciously.

The ever‑steady Duan Xingming's gaze also became utterly solemn, the imperial Dao dragon qi swirling around him grew more active, revealing his inner unrest.

The two of them finally clearly realized that this forty‑ninth ranked member of the Ye Family was no ordinary Heavenly Pride; his strength and overbearing nature far exceeded expectations, and he would be their strongest rival in the struggle for opportunity!

Ye Xingchen slowly lowered his fist, as if merely doing a trivial little thing; the icy killing intent on his face eased slightly, but his disdainful gaze swept over the crowd, still bearing an unmatched sharpness.

However, his gaze suddenly narrowed, landing on the sole figure still standing in the arena…

That person wore an ordinary black robe, had an unremarkable face, and had stood quietly in the corner from the start, seeming out of place with the surroundings.

Under his Eight Desolates Six Harmonies Emperor God Fist capable of sweeping the entire arena, this person actually… remained completely unscathed?

Not even a single step had he moved?

This person, naturally, was Ye Wuque.

Ye Xingchen's cold eyes finally narrowed, for the first time truly showing a hint of interest, he muttered to himself:

"Oh? There's actually another… somewhat interesting."

He seemed to have discovered a novel toy.

At that moment, Ye Wuque slowly raised his head.

His expression was unreadable, only a pair of deep eyes like a star sea calmly gazing at Ye Xingchen, at Duan Xingming, and at Dao Xuan Yu.

A calm yet exceedingly clear voice, carrying a tone of matter‑of‑fact, slowly sounded, breaking this dead silence:

"You just said something you shouldn't have."

Ye Xingchen's brow twitched slightly.

Only that voice continued, as if stating a heavenly truth:

"That remark should have been mine to say."

The next moment, under everyone's astonished gaze, Ye Wuque lifted his hand, his forefinger slowly pointing out, tracing over Ye Xingchen, Duan Xingming, and Dao Xuan Yu in turn.

You three……

Come at me together.

Because all the opportunities here……

I'll take them all.

His voice was not loud, yet it was like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, booming and exploding in the minds and spirits of Ye Xingchen, Duan Xingming, Dao XuanYu, and all who could still remain conscious!

The three of them were slightly startled, almost thinking they had misheard.

Together?

He'll take them all?

After Duan Xingming's astonishment, he shook his head, as if he had heard some absurd joke.

Dao XuanYu merely raised his brows slightly, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes, then immediately returned to an unruffled calm, as if he had merely seen an ant trying to shake a tree.

And Ye Xingchen, after a brief moment of astonishment, did not get angry but laughed!

Haha… hahaha!

His laughter shifted from low and deep to loud and unrestrained, filled with a mocking amusement at discovering something utterly absurd… and… cruelty!

Interesting! Interesting! It's been a long… long time since anyone dared to speak to me like this…

Ye Xingchen stopped laughing, but his gaze turned as cold and dangerous as a venomous snake locking onto its prey: "You today, you succeeded in making me laugh…"

As repayment…

Ye Xingchen slowly straightened his spine, and an aura far more terrifying, violent, and suffocating than before erupted from within him like a primordial beast of Honghuang that had slept for ages, shooting up to the heavens!

I will let you… die a little more happily!!

Boom—!!!

Heaven and earth trembled, the universe lost its color!

Boundless terrifying aura burst forth from his body!

It seemed that only now, the true, unreserved Ye Family forty-ninth sequence—Ye Xingchen—began to reveal his terrifying power capable of crushing everything!

The terrifying pressure, like a hundred million Ancient Divine Mountains, crashed down upon Ye Wuque!