Chapter 27

Boom!

Jiang Xuan's footsteps stepped out forward once more, the ground beneath his feet cracking and spreading in all directions.

Slowly and leisurely, he said:

"You make your move."

His voice was like thunder shaking, causing heaven and earth to change color; the originally clear sky of ten thousand miles became covered in dense dark clouds.

The tens of thousands of Tianxia Association disciples and hidden ordinary experts instantly cried out miserably, unable to endure this pressure; for a while, the entire martial arts arena's tens of thousands of people knelt on the ground rolling about.

A single sentence, like a heavenly god venting fury.

"This old man studied under the Three Ultimate Old Man, mastered the Three Ultimates of fist, palm, and leg, comprehended the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi, taking this as the beginning, founded the Tianxia Association, and contended for the Divine Land."

Xiong Ba spoke all this in one breath, his beard and hair dancing without wind.

"These past years, this old man has been invincible everywhere; in just a few short years, he has already become the hegemon of the martial world."

Accompanying the sound of his words.

Xiong Ba's full head of black hair danced wildly, his head held high, a pair of eyes that tyrannized all under heaven like two heavenly sabers, brilliant and sharp:

"Wanting this old man's head depends on how much weight you carry, Guan Xia — Three-Part Returning Origin Qi."

Following the final "Qi" character, a gale howled within the assembly hall, whipping up a cloud of dust, like a furious torrent.

Before Qin Shuang, Wen Chou Chou, Dugu Yifang and the others could even react.

Whoosh—

A True Qi sphere resembling a water ball whistled out, carrying an incomparably terrifying fluctuation.

Speed pushed to the utmost limit even surpassed thought; all sounds fell silent, as if only this domineering and peerless True Qi fluctuation remained in the assembly hall.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Following closely, this True Qi carried the cold of frost, the mystery of clouds, the sharpness of wind, bearing the true meaning of tyranny, boring straight toward Jiang Xuan in mid-air.

Along the path it passed, mosquitoes, insects, and flying birds turned to ashes; the Void even seemed to form a single passage leading straight to the Heavenly Dome.

"This is Xiong Ba's Three-Part Returning Origin Qi?"

The various ordinary martial world experts hidden in the Tianxia Association, gazing across the long sky, seeing this attack rushing straight into the heavens, all changed countenance greatly.

That True Qi fluctuation striking across the long sky, penetrating the eight directions, transmitted across several dozen zhang of Void.

"This strike — I am far from being a match; Xiong Ba this old thief hid his depth well!"

Below, Dugu Yifang's face was horror-stricken, his gaze full of shock, as if he had seen a ghost — an inconceivable thing.

The Tianxia Association and Wushuang City, two great powers, divided all under heaven; the martial world had no equal. As the Wushuang City Lord, Dugu Yifang believed his own strength and Xiong Ba's should be on par.

Until seeing Xiong Ba's this strike did he finally understand the gap between himself and Xiong Ba.

In just an instant, he understood: this strike, he could not take it; there was not the slightest possibility of surviving.

Certain death!

"I'm afraid it's not far from the Martial World Myth realm."

The various experts hidden in the Tianxia Association also watched this strike, faces solemn.

The Tianxia Association campaigned everywhere, yet Xiong Ba's number of personal interventions was extremely few; many martial world people only knew the Tianxia Association's lord Xiong Ba's martial arts were unrivaled, but did not know his concept.

Now, they knew.

"Three-Part Returning Origin Qi — well met!"

Jiang Xuan looked at the True Qi long rainbow crashing toward him, expression unchanged, lightly sighing in praise.

Under one strike, all things lost their color.

The three martial dao true intents within this Three-Part Returning Origin Qi from Xiong Ba crashed against Jiang Xuan — yin-cold and lingering, unyieldingly fierce...

"What a pity."

As heaven, earth, and Void all trembled for it, Jiang Xuan stood with hands behind his back, one hand slowly clenching into a fist.

The countless people below seemed to hear Jiang Xuan's light sigh this life; the tone seemed like praise, seemed like emotion.

"Pity what?"

The True Qi long rainbow naturally circulated, unceasing, instantly rushing to one chi before Jiang Xuan.

Xiong Ba still maintained the posture of channeling energy with both palms struck out, his gaze filled with tyranny, alarm, and hope.

"Die for this old man."

Although this strike had not yet struck Jiang Xuan, the awe-inspiring momentum emitted by the nearly substantial True Qi long rainbow had already caused the surrounding Void to shatter into spider-web-like black cracks.

Boom boom!

At the moment the True Qi long rainbow was about to blast onto Jiang Xuan in the next instant.

Suddenly!

Xiong Ba saw the originally standing-with-hands-behind-back Jiang Xuan abruptly swing a fist.

Collapse!

A tyrannical fist intent wanting to shatter heaven and earth, pulverize the Void, gushed forth from this person's fist.

"Impossible."

In one-hundredth of a blink's time, Xiong Ba's mind frantically pounded; he saw the most inconceivable scene under heaven.

Jiang Xuan's originally motionless body, at the instant it was about to be pierced by the True Qi long rainbow, instantly struck out a fist with lightning speed.

Simply clenching the fist, swinging it out.

Yet like the most violent mountain flood rampaging the earth.

One fist blasted out.

Boom!

The menacingly approaching True Qi long rainbow instantly exploded, space boiled, True Qi scattered in all directions, like the most gorgeous fireworks blooming.

There was no suspense whatsoever.

Like dry rot crumbling, the Three-Part Returning Origin True Qi long rainbow turned into sky-filling airflow and dissipated along with it.

The overbearing fist intent that shattered the Tianqiong continued its momentum unabated, crushing forward with irresistible force.

The terrifying power darkened the Tianqiong above the Tianxia Association; lightning howled and crackled incessantly, setting off Jiang Xuan like a heavenly god descending to deliver Heavenly Punishment.

In an instant, this stretch of heaven and earth seemed to have become an end-of-the-world scene.

"No."

Black clouds pressed on the city, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if the sky would collapse and the earth cave in.

"I, Xiong Ba, will not lose!"

Xiong Ba roared in rage, looking like a mad demon.

Feeling the peerless punch before him that could shatter the sky and collapse the earth penetrate the Void and pierce through his own Five Viscera and Six Bowels.

That was a supreme fist force formed from the fusion of flesh body, divine power, and Primordial Spirit, achieved by Jiang Xuan after he cultivated the Dao Palace and refined the Fire Qilin, then created a fist art called Heaven and Earth Furnace.

It contained the intent to refine heaven and transform earth, to smash everything.

It could be said to be the grand culmination of Jiang Xuan's entire cultivation level, possessing the might to withstand ten thousand men.

His Three-Part Returning Origin Qi was shattered and pulverized in a single instant, turning into nothingness.

"No, old man's Three-Part Returning Origin Qi cannot possibly lose."

Xiong Ba's entire body's True Qi dissipated, blood flowed from his seven orifices, his bones were all shattered, his Five Viscera and Six Bowels in pain as if burned by heavenly fire.

Unwilling to acknowledge that his painstakingly self-comprehended Three-Part Returning Origin Qi had lost so cleanly, that it was actually blasted to pieces by someone else with a single punch.

He was roaring in rage, he was unreconciled.

One move!

Merely one move.

And he was defeated!

This punch of Jiang Xuan contained the power of heaven and earth's wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain, and marsh, held the mysteries of the Universe's myriad things, possessed boundless great strength; amid Xiong Ba's unreconciled roar, it penetrated through his body inside and out.

Afterwards the fist force still had undiminished residual momentum, and the palace complex behind Xiong Ba turned into ruins.

Making him unable to refuse to acknowledge it.

This scene, falling into the eyes of everyone openly and secretly watching this battle, left all their faces written full of disbelief!

Inconceivable!

Is this something human power can reach?

How could it be this strong?

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Xuan came through the air; everyone guessed this terrifying young man might already be at the Martial Arts Myth realm, his surface youth perhaps due to face-preserving arts.

But is the current scene really something a Martial Arts Myth can accomplish?

Or is there a new level above Martial Arts Myth?

Not human!

Absolutely beyond human power.

Is the martial world about to see a great mountain even more terrifying than Xiong Ba appear?

"Damned, how can he be this strong, Wu Wudi from decades ago, and now another person not yet of weak-crown age pops out of nowhere, Heaven, you are so unfair."

At this moment an ordinary Disciple in the Tianxia Association crowd roared madly in his heart, and further collected his own aura.

(Chapter End)