Without warning, Huang Chen moved.
There was no preparatory stance, no visible gathering of qi, and no signal for others to sense. One mont he stood calmly in the sky above Heaven Dew Peak, looking down like an emperor surveying mortals. The next mont, he had already crossed the battlefield and appeared directly before Li Yun.
The transition was so fast that most disciples saw nothing at all. Even many elders only realized he had moved after he had already arrived.
Sharp gasps rang out across the summit. Many faces turned pale as shock spread through the crowd.
"What speed is that?"
"I did not even see him move!"
"That must be Speed Intent!"
They were correct.
Huang Chen had fully unleashed fifty percent Speed Intent. It transford movent into sothing close to instant displacent, allowing him to traverse space before ordinary sight or spiritual senses could react.
The instant he appeared before Li Yun, Huang Chen’s right fist drove forward.
The movent was simple, direct, and perfectly efficient. Yet the mont the punch was thrown, the surrounding air collapsed inward with a heavy explosive roar. Space itself seed to bend around the strike.
Fifty percent Strength Intent had been poured into that fist. Every inch of it carried terrifying force capable of crushing mountains, shattering defensive arts, and pulverizing expert bodies through raw power alone.
Many believed Li Yun would be struck down before he could even blink.
But Li Yun’s eyes had already changed.
Within the Heavenly Lightning Battle Armor, arcs of blue lightning surged violently around his body. His reactions rose to a terrifying level. Every nerve sharpened. Every muscle tightened. Every instinct awakened under the stimulation of lightning power.
At the sa ti, the Nine Tribulations Divine Eye in his left eye released a deep purple glow.
Though Huang Chen’s speed was monstrous, the Divine Eye saw through the path of movent, the contraction of muscles, the shift of shoulders, the line of force, and the exact point where the fist would land.
To everyone else, Huang Chen was too fast to perceive.
To Li Yun, the strike was clear.
"Good!"
Li Yun roared as battle intent surged through him like rising fire.
His right hand clenched instantly. Forty percent Lightning Intent poured into the fist. Fifty percent Sword Intent condensed invisibly around his knuckles, giving the strike the cutting sharpness of a divine blade. The Heavenly Lightning Battle Armor fed even greater destructive force into his arm.
Then Li Yun activated his strongest close-combat technique.
The Supre Hegemony Fist erupted to life.
At once, the terrifying power of the fourth stage of the Ninefold Origin Flesh Scripture gathered into that single strike. Flesh, bones, tendons, blood, and overwhelming body strength compressed into one devastating point of violence.
The earth beneath Li Yun shattered before he had even thrown the punch.
Then the two fists t.
A heaven-splitting explosion thundered across Heaven Dew Peak.
The sound was so violent that many disciples felt their ears ring and their blood surge chaotically. A blinding shockwave burst outward in every direction like a raging sea of destruction.
The summit, already damaged from earlier battles, could no longer endure it. Broken pavilions were reduced to splinters. Stone platforms burst apart into countless fragnts. Ancient trees were uprooted and hurled through the air like toys. Massive cracks spread across the mountain surface like spiderwebs racing through earth and stone.
Several disciples were thrown backward screaming. Many elders instantly released qi barriers to shield those behind them from the destructive wave.
The entire Heaven Dew Peak was devastated by a single clash.
At the center of that explosion, two figures separated.
Huang Chen remained where he stood in the air, robes fluttering calmly as though the blast had rely stirred the wind around him. His expression was unchanged, and his posture remained steady like an unmoving mountain.
Li Yun, however, was blasted backward.
His feet tore through the ruined ground as he skidded across the summit, carving two deep trenches through shattered stone. He was driven hundreds of ters before finally stopping near the edge of the peak. Dust and debris rained down around him in waves.
The crowd had only just regained their senses when several figures moved at once.
The three Peak Lords of Martial Ascension Gate appeared before Li Yun in formation, their auras fully released as a wall of protective pressure spread outward.
At nearly the sa mont, Elder Mu and several elders of Ice God Valley descended beside them, cold qi spreading through the broken battlefield.
The aning was unmistakable.
If Boundless Martial Palace pressed further, they would answer with force.
Behind them, Li Yun slowly straightened and flexed his right hand once. Though he had been driven back, he was far from crippled. The bones had not broken. His qi had not collapsed. His will had not bent.
He was smiling.
Han Li nearly forgot how to breathe. His chest rose sharply as he stared in disbelief.
"He blocked a direct strike from Huang Chen..."
Han Xue stood frozen, her beautiful eyes wide as chaos filled her thoughts.
Qin Ling and Shi Xing both wore expressions of deep shock. Even the gathered elders looked unsettled.
Above them all, Huang Chen looked at Li Yun solemnly.
There was no contempt left in his gaze. No dismissal. No arrogance. Only recognition.
He did not attack again.
After several breaths, he turned his eyes toward Yan Luo.
"Enough."
His voice was calm, yet it carried unquestionable authority. No one doubted that refusal would bring consequences.
"Leave."
Yan Luo’s expression changed imdiately.
"Senior Brother Huang Chen, this man must die today!"
Huang Chen’s gaze hardened. The pressure in the sky deepened instantly.
"I said leave."
The second sentence was colder than the first. Even the surrounding air seed to freeze beneath it.
Yan Luo bit her lip. Fury and unwillingness burned fiercely in her eyes, yet she did not dare oppose him further.
Slowly, she turned her gaze toward Li Yun.
That look was filled with hatred so sharp it seed capable of drawing blood. It was the gaze of soone who had carved another’s na into her heart as a mortal enemy.
Then she stepped back.
The four elders of Boundless Martial Palace imdiately returned to the flying boat. Monts later, the vessel rose into the sky and departed Heaven Dew Peak, taking with it the fierce pressure that had suffocated the summit.
The oppressive atmosphere finally loosened. Many disciples exhaled only then, realizing they had been holding their breath.
High above, Huang Chen gave Li Yun one final long look.
There was no contempt in it now.
Only seriousness, caution, and a trace of interest.
Then his figure blurred once more and vanished from sight like smoke scattered by wind.
Thus, the storm that had nearly turned Heaven Dew Peak into a battlefield between major powers finally ca to an end.
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