Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 354: Explosion (II)

"How is that possible!" Duan Ping exclaimed.

The instant Lin Zheyu made his move, Duan Ping also sensed that something was wrong. A look of shock appeared on his half yao face.

Boom.

Duan Ping stomped down fiercely and shot toward Lin Zheyu like a cannonball.

"Hah!"

Lin Zheyu glanced at the charging Duan Ping, a trace of mockery appearing on his face. With a sudden exertion of his left hand, there was a ripping sound as he seized Zhang Mo's wrist and tore off the entire arm.

Whoosh.

Immediately after, Lin Zheyu flung his right hand and hurled Zhang Mo, still skewered on his arm, toward Duan Ping.

Whoosh.

Lin Zheyu's figure flickered and vanished in an instant. Instead of retreating, he advanced and rushed straight toward Duan Ping.

Roar!

Duan Ping let out a beast-like roar and grabbed the dying Zhang Mo with his right hand. As a yao martial artist, his vitality was extremely strong. Even with his chest pierced and his right arm torn off, Zhang Mo was still not dead. Massive black-red energy gathered at the severed arm and the hole in his chest, and the bleeding quickly stopped.

"Die!" Lin Zheyu shouted.

A five clawed golden dragon coiled around his body as a terrifying Dominance true intent spread outward. The Great Strength Vajra Fist blasted forth. His entire figure was awe-inspiring, like a god and a demon. At the very moment Zhang Mo was seized by Duan Ping, the fist wrapped in the five clawed golden dragon descended.

Boom.

The punch blasted out, tearing through the air resistance and producing a string of sonic booms. With a dull burst, Zhang Mo's head exploded instantly, and the fist continued without pause toward Duan Ping's chest.

Bang!

Seeing the situation turn dire, Duan Ping crossed his arms in front of his chest. The terrifying fist slammed down, and the black energy shield covering his arms shattered instantly. A monstrous force crashed into him, and the bones in both arms fractured at once.

"So strong! What kind of monster is this?"

Duan Ping's expression changed drastically. He kicked backward with both legs and retreated rapidly. Such terrifying strength was unbelievably powerful, even stronger than his own after transforming into a half yao. Fortunately, the injuries just now were not severe. For a half yao like him, such wounds were nothing. Within a few breaths, the severe fractures in his arms healed completely.

"Six breaths." Lin Zheyu narrowed his eyes.

The kind of injury he had just inflicted was healed by this half yao in only six breaths. This recovery ability was even more monstrous than that of the previous yao martial artist.

"But that is all. Die." Lin Zheyu smiled coldly as power erupted beneath his feet.

A massive force exploded, blasting a deep crater into the ground beneath his feet. Fierce wind howled past his ears. Lin Zheyu's speed was unbelievably fast, just a fraction away from breaking the sound barrier like his punch.

There's no true strength energy fluctuation. It's not demon essence, and it's not... Wait, is this pure strength? Pure brute force can actually unleash such terrifying speed. Is this kid a barbarian genius?

Seeing this horrifying scene, Duan Ping was utterly shocked.

Air resistance was extremely terrifying. The faster the speed, the greater the resistance. Without using demon essence to reduce wind drag, it was very difficult to reach such astonishing speed with pure strength alone, even for barbarians. Barbarians did not cultivate demon essence or true strength. They cultivated the power of the Barbarian God. Without relying on that power to reduce wind resistance, even they would struggle to unleash such shocking speed.

Damn, it's the power of blood qi! Golden blood qi power. There's actually someone in this world who can cultivate golden blood qi!

Shock filled Duan Ping's pitch-black pupils.

However, he was only shocked for a moment before suppressing the thought. Terrifying energy erupted within him. Duan Ping no longer cared about anything else. The only thought in his mind was to escape. He now understood how those five yao martial artist subordinates had died. No one had been hiding in the shadows to protect Lin Zheyu. This guy had done it himself.

"Hah. Thinking of running now. Too late." Lin Zheyu let out a soft laugh and arrived behind Duan Ping in a flash.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Great Strength Vajra Fist struck again and again, landing on Duan Ping's massive body with dull booming sounds. Whether in lightness and movement techniques, strength, or defense, Lin Zheyu surpassed Duan Ping. Duan Ping had no ability to retaliate and could only defend passively. Yet he truly deserved to be called a half yao. Although his strength was only slightly greater than that of the previous yao martial artist, after transforming into a half yao body, his defense and recovery were terrifyingly strong. Even after Lin Zheyu's full-force strike pierced through his chest, the wound healed completely within a few breaths.

"If this continues, I'll die!"

Duan Ping protected his head with both hands, defending against Lin Zheyu's rain-like attacks. He was only a half yao, not a pure yao. Like a demon puppet, his head was his weakness. As long as he protected his head, the injuries on his body would recover within a few breaths. But this could not continue.

Lin Zheyu's attacks continued to fall. Terrifying force shattered Duan Ping's energy shield like dry wood and smashed into his physique, with flesh and blood splattering. Yet the wounds quickly healed again.

However, as time passed, the recovery speed grew slower and slower. Duan Ping felt the demon essence within him being rapidly consumed. In just a few minutes, nearly half of his demon essence energy had been used up.

Feeling his demon essence draining rapidly, Duan Ping shouted viciously, "Stop! If you don't stop, we'll die together!"

His thoughts raced, yet he could find no way to escape. He could only threaten with mutual destruction. At worst, they would perish together.

"Hah!" Lin Zheyu gave a light laugh.

His movements did not hesitate in the slightest. He could feel that this half yao's recovery was slowing. In a few more minutes, he could grind it to death.

Sounds of booming continued as his fists kept crashing down, the thunderous booms deafening. Every punch was like the explosion of a cannon shell, producing terrifying force. This was the terror of a Force Transformation realm expert. Each one was a walking humanoid weapon. A battle between Force Transformation realm experts could easily reduce the surrounding area to ruins.

"Damn it, you forced me!" Duan Ping completely abandoned defense. Seizing an opportunity, he suddenly spread his arms, trying to grab Lin Zheyu in an embrace.

But Lin Zheyu was extremely vigilant, wary that Duan Ping would truly choose mutual destruction. When he sensed the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from Duan Ping's body, a powerful sense of danger rose within him, and even the hairs on his body stood on end. His feet paused briefly, and he retreated explosively.

Boom.

After retreating more than ten meters, Duan Ping's body suddenly exploded. Terrifying demon essence energy centered on him and transformed into an energy storm that swept outward. Lin Zheyu lunged forward, and massive golden blood qi energy spread out to envelop his entire body. In an instant, the terrifying energy storm struck him. Hissing sounds rang out as thick black smoke rose from his body. The storm did not last long, and it only lasted for less than a minute. Yet it consumed nearly 30% of Lin Zheyu's blood qi energy.

"Damn it, yaos can actually self-destruct?" Lin Zheyu climbed up from the ground and cursed under his breath.

Gu Ye had never told him that yaos could self-destruct.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

A large amount of demon essence clung to Lin Zheyu's body. The golden blood qi rolling around him clashed with the demon essence and offset it, turning into waves of black smoke. He looked extremely disheveled. His clothes had been torn apart by the explosion. His skin had also been corroded by demon essence and taken on a purplish hue. On parts of his back, the skin even began to grow rough, forming demon patterns unique to yaos and demons.

"Fortunately, the corrosive effect of demon essence is very weak against me," said Lin Zheyu, looking at the purplish skin on his arm. Under the recovery of blood qi energy, the purple hue quickly faded, and he let out a sigh of relief. Martial artists who had not cultivated true strength had extremely weak resistance against demon essence corrosion. Luckily, his physique was extraordinarily powerful, which greatly reduced the corrosive effect of demon essence.