Chapter 395

Crack!

A thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky; Ku Ye's white hair danced wildly, and his entire body's magic gathered under his black blade.

Using the thought of killing as a blade, infusing all methods, making thunder and fire correspond.

Because the direction of events was greatly beyond his control, Ku Ye's eyes were already filled with forest-like intent; in his rage, he slashed down this ten-thousand-method killing blade, which was filled with raging flames, from beneath the pitch-black night.

The intense energy cut through the four directions fiercely, whipping up monstrous waves as it rubbed against the air.

Seeing this scene, Ji You's entire body's blood was boiling continuously, while he drove the spiritual fire to burn wildly, forcing the energy squeezed in his physical body into his limbs and meridians.

Then his momentum suddenly restrained, his fists returned to his waist, and his aura was like an abyss returning to the ruins, as if stepping into an eternal night where even time was stagnant.

Nothingness, nothing, not without nothingness.

This is the last punch of the Mountain-Shaking Fist, All Rivers Return to the Sea.

As a fitness fist manual that can be bought in ordinary shops, the Mountain-Shaking Fist is not a very brilliant physical technique.

The reason why Ji You practiced this kind of fist was also to balance the energy in his physical body, and he had never really regarded it as a technique that could be used against enemies.

Only today, at this moment, was he really going to rely entirely on this fist to unload energy and kill the enemy.

The whistling fist energy shot straight into the heavens; after the great silence of the closing stance of All Rivers Return to the Sea came the earth-shattering fist intent.

Boom!!!!

The black blade mixed with all methods was smashed and cracked fiercely, and the exploding thunder and fire scattered like meteors.

Amidst this rolling thunder that even cracked the night, the spiritual energy that filled heaven and earth again was like a rushing great river, roaring and gathering with the night sky as the river channel, all rushing toward the figure waving the punch, pouring into his whole body.

A vast pressure fell from the sky; Ji You tightened his whole body, and with a "pfft," the spiritual fire in his body shot out of his skin, beginning to burn fiercely.

In the dark, there seemed to be a "crack" sound, as if an invisible shackle had been pried open, and his entire body's aura whistled out.

Subsequently, he went against the sky, and the fist energy of All Rivers Return to the Sea fiercely shredded the black blade that was breaking, killing the Ku Ye whose eyes were splitting.

Under the fist intent that carried the power of ten thousand hectares, this old Spirit Travel expert who killed like hemp was directly smashed into half a body, blood and flesh mud splashing all over the sky.

The intense pain made him let out a scream that resounded through heaven and earth, but the response was the second strike that followed closely.

Under the earth-shattering punch, Ku Ye was like a fragile mud doll, cracked inch by inch from the center of his eyebrows to his waist, only his constantly dimming eyes staring fixedly at Ji You.

Some things had passed for many years, and coupled with his long sleep, he didn't remember them deeply.

It wasn't until the spiritual fire shot out of Ji You's body that he vaguely saw the posture of that person in the rainstorm, suppressing the eight wildernesses with his fists and shaking the Approaching Immortal Realm.

No, there shouldn't be such a legacy anymore.

Otherwise, that surrounding and killing from all directions back then would have had no meaning at all.

Pfft—

Ku Ye, whose body was penetrated by the fist energy, roared miserably, and then exploded into a rain of blood.

An old Spirit Travel expert who had slept for a hundred years and lived from the old era to the present finally returned his soul to the Heavenly Dao in a violent fist-killing, ending his life of lingering on with his last breath but stained with blood.

And just at the moment of the punch, Ji You's entire body's spiritual fire had gathered together, merging into a scorching blue sun.

He sat in the heart of the sun, his fist intent restrained, slowly closing his eyes that were shining with golden light.

Amidst the raging spiritual fire, the wounds on his face began to heal rapidly, and the knife wound on his shoulder also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye; his entire body's aura began to whistle and climb, setting off his sword-brow and star-eyed face to be even more heroic.

He died; Ji You interrupted his breakthrough in a moment of crisis, found that person, then charged the realm again amidst the killing intent, and finally punched a true Spirit Travel expert to death, and the breakthrough also began to approach perfection.

Family disciples, immortal sect members, including Chen Luo, Chen Xi, and Huo Xingzhong, these three immortal sect direct disciples, all looked up and gazed, their eyes trembling violently.

Someone instantly recalled that Lower Three Realms perfection who had entered the courtyard alone and then walked alone.

Someone vaguely saw the swordsman who stood in the courtyard without speaking, listening to others persuade him to lower his head slightly to the Elder Pavilion.

There were also people who saw the tall man by the cold lake with a faint smile, telling himself not to worry about marrying down, and that he would not agree to this marriage either.

In a trance, six years of time passed in a hurry; today he could already punch a Spirit Travel expert to death and shake the heavens.

"How could there be such a thing..."

Huo Xingzhong looked at the figure that was as immovable as a mountain in the blue sun, his Dao heart trembling endlessly.

Chen Luo and Chen Xi were also pale, unable to speak for a long time.

In the face of death, fighting for destiny, they felt a sense of oppression from Ji You that was hard to face directly.

And in the long silence, gradually some immortal sect walkers came back to their senses, and then with full shock, took out their spirit platforms and sent messages to their own sects.

The Mountain and Sea Pavilion is located at Five-Color Cliff, and the high hall on the East Cliff is where the deliberation hall is located.

At that time, the Huo family elders were gathered in the deliberation hall drinking tea and chatting about the various aftermaths of the Asking Dao Sect's success, such as the ownership of Fengzhou, and those teahouses, post stations, and craftsman workshops acquired by them.

To be honest, for these immortal family main branches, these secular industries were originally not in their eyes.

But they could hand them over to the disciples under their sect, or to the branch relatives to manage, and receiving some filial piety on weekdays was also good.

"These secular businesses in Fengzhou look insignificant, but in reality, the profits are huge. Our three families can discuss it well, each taking 30%, a portion left for the branch disciples, and the rest handed over to the attached families to operate."

"As for the joint harvesting in Fengzhou, we can keep it going; that system is still very good, and it just happens to maintain a stable supply of tax offerings."

A Boundless Realm elder named Huo Deyu spoke while looking at Huo Chang, the Head of the Elder Pavilion sitting in the upper seat: "Cousin, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Huo Chang was just about to express his agreement when he suddenly saw the accompanying disciple hurry over, whisper a word in his ear, and then hand over a message.

Taking the message, Huo Chang unfolded and read it silently; the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by eyes that froze suddenly.

And while he was reading the letter, Huo Deyu's discussion continued.

"Actually, if the You and Yun provinces hadn't been occupied by the Barbarians and Demons, Fengzhou, which is adjacent to them, would indeed be a piece of fat meat; it wouldn't be impossible to be the world's granary, but the problem is that it's too close to the Demon race now, and it's not very stable."

"What's wrong with that? What's wrong with letting the farmers go to live there?"

"Cousin Deyu's idea is good, but don't forget, that is the territory of the little Jianzhu's late husband; it's not very realistic to want to take Fengzhou."

"Why isn't it realistic? They are only Dao companions now, not married; nominally it doesn't count, and Spirit Sword Mountain is far in the south, completely out of reach for the far north Fengzhou. She can't rely on the power of the holy artifact to keep it barren!"

Conversing with Huo Deyu were Huo Qiwen, Huo Yanyang, and Huo Mingqian, who were also elders of the main family.

In addition, there was a group of elders around who were also listening to their discussion, nodding from time to time, shaking their heads from time to time, and laughing from time to time.

However, as they chatted, they suddenly found that the deliberation hall was becoming quieter and quieter, gradually becoming only their voices.

Huo Deyu discovered the wrong atmosphere very sensitively; looking up, he found that several high-ranking elders were all silent with their eyes frozen.

He was slightly startled and was about to raise his hand to ask, but saw an elder next to him hand a message to his hand.

"What came?"

"The Spirit Travel expert sent by the Asking Dao Sect is dead."

"?"

Huo Deyu was slightly startled, reached out and unfolded the letter, and the surrounding Huo Qiwen, Huo Yanyang, and Huo Mingqian couldn't help but lean over to look at the content of the message.

The Asking Dao Sect sent a Spirit Travel Realm expert, wanting to take advantage of Ji You's breakthrough to attack and kill him; at first, things went smoothly, and he did disturb his breakthrough, causing him to suffer spiritual backlash.

However, Ji You ignored the severe injuries, forcibly recognized his tracks, and during the fierce battle, he broke through the realm a second time in public, using his fists to grind his energy; as the fist aura surged, he shook the Spirit Travel expert to death, his momentum towering.

In an instant, the entire deliberation hall became quiet, with no more noise or discussion.

Breaking through the realm a second time, punching a Spirit Travel expert to death—every word in this message seemed to be telling a fantasy.

They knew Ji You was strong, which was also the reason why the three sects intended to get rid of him, but they didn't expect that when they really took action, they discovered that the other party's strength was so strong...

"He could punch a Spirit Travel expert to death before he even succeeded in breaking through the realm; what will happen in the future?"

"This child has always been a maverick, and what's more, he has the Jianzhu of Spirit Sword Mountain backing him; after this breakthrough, I'm afraid he will be aggressive again on the matter of tax offerings."

"The Asking Dao Sect has never done anything that makes people feel at ease..."

"Everyone, be prepared; I think the tax offerings we can get in the future will be less and less; maybe we will even have to go to the street to perform tricks and sell art for a living."

"Selling art is a joke, but the joint harvesting in Fengzhou might really have a share for you and me."

Amidst the noisy voices, countless elders had gloomy eyes, their tone full of solemnity.

Especially the Huo Yu lineage that had fallen on Dan Mountain, and the Huo Ku lineage that had been pierced through the heart by two fingers at the Dao Discussion Assembly, even their breathing became rapid.

They had originally regarded the Asking Dao Sect's move today as a revenge; who would have thought that even this could not avenge them.

So they were very regretful, regretting why they didn't take action when he had just emerged but his combat power was still controllable, so that today they had to watch him suppress one side.

But thinking about it, they felt that this matter could not be blamed on the past.

After all, at that time, who would have thought that a person from Fengzhou, without a family background, would grow to such a point.

Whoosh, the night wind blew wildly.

Just as the deliberation hall was quiet enough to hear a pin drop, a vast aura suddenly shrouded the deliberation pavilion.

That aura was like an immortal from beyond the heavens, magnificent and powerful, making all the Huo family elders stand up quickly and look respectfully toward the door.

Under the thick night, Huo Jun, the Abbot of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion in a magnificent robe, arrived.