Hong Renjie's strength was beyond question.
He was the Leader of the Four Kings and the second True Disciple of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect. Who could possibly underestimate the power of a Half-Step Celestial Soul Realm expert?
But Hong Yu was no coward. When soone repeatedly touched his reversed scale, he could no longer hold back. To continue enduring would only an letting himself be bullied, with no power to ever turn the tables.
Hong Yu had no choice but to fight back!
The Three Flas Palm had three forms!
With his current strength, the most powerful form he could execute was the Vast Sea of Fire. As for Furious Fla Burning Heaven, he could only use it after breaking through to the Earth Soul Realm and truly condensing his Primordial Spirit.
The Three Flas Palm was a Mortal Level Middle Grade Palm Technique Martial Skill, but Hong Yu possessed cyan eyes bestowed by his Star River Spirit Bone.
Even though he hadn't yet fully unlocked the capabilities of his cyan eyes, by concentrating with all his being, Hong Yu was finally able to activate their first-layer function.
Fusion!
The fusion of Martial Skills!
Every ti the Star River within his cyan eyes rotated, it was as if countless Martial Dao masters were analyzing and dissecting the Martial Skills he had mastered. They would then fuse them, and the move Hong Yu was currently using—'Heaven-Burning Fire Sea'—was the product of fusing the second form of the Three Flas Palm, Vast Sea of Fire, with the Destruction Strike.
RUMBLE!
His Profound Skill circulated wildly, pushed to its absolute limit.
Hot, white steam radiated from Hong Yu's body. It gathered in the air, condensed upon eting the cold, and instantly soaked his clothes.
But Hong Yu himself was completely oblivious.
A cyan light flared in his left eye.
As profound as a vast sea of stars, his eye swirled with a light so deep that none dared et his gaze.
BUZZ!
Within his Lower Dantian, the Seven Great Vortices began to spin frantically.
The seven vortices seed to operate independently, but in reality, they were interconnected. Guided by Hong Yu's Profound Skill, all seven simultaneously surged, spewing forth a terrifyingly massive amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. This Spiritual Qi coursed and charged through his body like ferocious spiritual dragons.
SWOOSH!
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi erupted from his palm.
It swirled around his hand like a transparent ribbon of energy, binding Hong Yu and the Breaking Army Spear together.
FWOOSH!
Streams of crimson Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi spread across the spear's shaft with incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Breaking Army Spear was enveloped in a fiery red glow.
At its tip, a sharp and extraordinary Spear Aura flickered in and out!
"Break!"
Hong Yu's eyes flashed, and a low roar like that of an Ancient Wild Beast exploded like a thunderclap on a clear day.
He stomped hard on the ground, the reactive force instantly transferring to his arm, and the Breaking Army Spear shot forward with unstoppable montum.
"The re light of a firefly dares to compete with the bright moon?"
Hong Renjie laughed in disdain.
The wings of the Golden Crow Illusion behind him moved again, kicking up a violent gust of wind. He decisively threw his Burning World Fist, aiming straight for Hong Yu.
BANG!
The long spear thrust forward with incredible speed.
"Hmph!"
Hong Renjie sneered and reached out to grab the Breaking Army Spear.
He could almost see a repeat of the mont he had crushed Hong Yu's weapon before. The look on his face grew more smug and rampant, appearing especially sinister under the dark red glow. His chilling voice held the indifferent confidence of one who dominated all: "Open your eyes and get a good look at my face. In your next life, rember that so people are not to be provoked!"
Arrogant, rampant, indifferent, brazen...
A single, simple sentence, yet it perfectly encapsulated the arrogant air of Hong Renjie, the Leader of the Four Kings!
BOOM!
Hong Renjie's power erupted once more.
This power already surpassed that of his previous Rising Sun Divine Fist. An ordinary weapon would have long since been lted and shattered.
But this ti, Hong Renjie had miscalculated.
The Breaking Army Spear didn't budge an inch, still locked in a stalemate with him.
"Hm? It's a Primordial Weapon? Good for you, Hong Yu. A re Half-Step Earth Soul Realm cultivator with so many Treasures. Heheheh, you're not worthy of these. Hand them all over!"
A greedy light shone in Hong Renjie's eyes, and a cold, vicious glint flickered within them.
"Burning World Fist, Stacked Strike!"
As the na implies, a Stacked Strike was an enhancent of attack power.
It was a technique for exerting force, sowhat similar to the Dark Force Inch Fist. It could often, when least expected, suddenly increase one's power by two or even more tis.
WHOOSH!
A terrifying force transmitted from the Breaking Army Spear, and Hong Yu felt his arm tremble, almost unable to bear it.
But Hong Renjie's attack wasn't over yet!
"Second Stacked Strike—Kill!"
Hong Renjie erupted again, this ti doubling his power.
His strength had already surpassed the 100,000-jin limit of the Earth Soul Realm.
PTHOO!
The imnse backlash from the powerful force tore at Hong Yu's organs, causing him to spit up a mouthful of blood.
Bright red blood trickled from his mouth, staining the front of his robes.
"Now do you see how vast the gap is between us?" Hong Renjie sneered.
However...
Though he was clearly heavily injured and extrely weak, Hong Yu suddenly looked up, his previously slack fingers tightening their grip on the Breaking Army Spear. Enduring the excruciating pain wracking his body, he forcefully twisted his arm, causing the Breaking Army Spear to spin. With this sudden exertion, he wrenched the spear free from Hong Renjie's grasp.
"What?"
Hong Renjie froze.
He suddenly saw Hong Yu's left cyan eye.
As if guided by so unseen force, an idea flashed through Hong Yu's mind. He mobilized all his Power of Soul, concentrating it in his left eye. A beam of cyan light circled within the eye's Star River before shooting out like a cot.
PTHWIP!
The cyan light was incredibly fast, shooting directly into the space between Hong Renjie's eyebrows.
"Argh..."
Hong Renjie suddenly let out a miserable scream.
As the cyan light entered his body, he instantly felt his brain suffer a violent impact, and he was montarily stunned.
This was followed by a sensation like countless steel needles piercing his mind. The brain, with its vast network of nerves, was the Core Land of the human body.
With this place under attack, even soone with Hong Renjie's ntal fortitude couldn't endure it.
He violently clamped his hands to his head, roaring hysterically, "AAAAH... It hurts! My head hurts so much! Hong Yu, you bastard, what did you do to ?! I'll kill you, I'll kill you..."
Hong Renjie's eyes flew open.
His eyes were completely bloodshot, filled with an inhuman malice and chilling aura.
BOOM!
The Golden Crow Illusion behind him swelled in size, and its light flared.
A vast and mighty pressure descended once again.
Forcing himself to endure the intense pain, Hong Renjie's hands ford a series of Seal Techniques in front of his chest. A Fla Sun Spear materialized out of thin air. SIZZLING sparks of electricity danced along the long spear as it shot viciously toward Hong Yu.
'A ntal Shock! That was a ntal Shock!'
Hong Yu was still reeling with excitent from the profound attack his Cyan Eyes had unleashed.
Seeing Hong Renjie's assault coming at him again, Hong Yu hardened his heart. Disregarding the aching, throbbing pain in his left eye, he once again gathered his Power of Soul into his Cyan Eyes.
WHOOSH!
The cyan light flashed.
The cyan light from the eye was simply too fast. Hong Renjie had no ti to react and was hit once more.
But this ti, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure it.
Blood sprayed continuously from his mouth and his eyes were bloodshot, but his attack did not stop this ti.
"Hong Yu... die!"
After unleashing the cyan light from his eye a second ti, Hong Yu felt his mind go dizzy and weak. His left eye throbbed with a piercing pain, so much so that he could barely open it. A line of bloody tears trickled from it, but he had no ti to worry about the injury. His spirit was stretched taut as he unleashed his own formidable power in that instant.
BOOM!
The Burning World Fist and the Breaking Army Spear finally collided!
Hong Renjie hung in mid-air, the Golden Crow Illusion behind him displaying a True Martial Arts Intent.
Hong Yu stood in a lunge, a ghastly trail of blood flowing down from his tightly shut left eye. He held the Breaking Army Long Spear like a War God, resisting the impact of the Golden Crow's intent.
WHOOSH!
A cyclone of energy erupted from the core of their collision, blasting outwards in all directions.
The hem of Hong Yu's robes whipped about, cracking like a string of firecrackers.
His long black hair danced in the wind, making him look like a world-conquering Demon Venerable—mighty and domineering.
SCRAPE! SCRAPE! SCRAPE!
But Hong Renjie's strength was simply too great. Even though his consciousness was blurred from the divine light attack of the Cyan Eyes, his power was still not to be underestimated.
In this contest of strength, Hong Yu was being ruthlessly suppressed by Hong Renjie.
Even though Hong Yu's legs were planted as if rooted to the ground, he was still involuntarily pushed backward under the crushing weight of Hong Renjie's terrifying power. He left two deep furrows in his wake. One had to know that the floor of this fourth layer was incredibly hard; a full-power strike from an ordinary expert at the Ninth Layer of the Essence Realm could hardly even damage it.
Yet the re contest of strength between Hong Yu and Hong Renjie was enough to leave half-ter-deep tracks on such a hard surface. One could only imagine how brutal their duel was.
As he was dragged back, Hong Yu's boots and pant legs were ground away completely, and his raw flesh was dragged across the floor, leaving two bloody trails that filled the air with the faint sll of gore.
"Die! I want you to die!"
Hong Renjie growled, his face contorted in a savage expression.
The impact from the Cyan Eyes' divine light had caused him to suffer a great loss, completely awakening the tyranny and savagery in his heart.
Hong Renjie's hand gripping the Breaking Army Spear suddenly tightened. He bent his arm slightly, using imnse strength to pull Hong Yu toward him.
Hong Yu staggered, stumbling toward Hong Renjie.
The corner of Hong Renjie's mouth curled up in a sinister smirk. "Die!" The mont the word left his lips, he suddenly raised his knee. The force of this knee strike was no less than 30,000 jin, and it smashed toward Hong Yu's head.
If this strike were to land...
Never mind Hong Yu, even a 10,000-jin steel plate would have a huge hole smashed through it.
But right now, Hong Yu's legs were stuck in the ground, and all his strength was focused on resisting Hong Renjie's assault. He couldn't spare any extra energy to counter this seemingly ordinary but truly vicious attack.
His left eye was shut tight and simply wouldn't open. He squinted his right eye, staring at the knee strike that contained enough power to smash his skull to pieces. A trace of despair appeared in his gaze.
At a ti like this, it was too late even to summon Xingtian.
'What am I supposed to do?'
Caught between life and death, his life hanging by a thread, Hong Yu's heart was shrouded in a shadow of despair.
'Could it be...'
'...that I'm truly powerless to resist and can only wait for death?'
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