In an instant, the fist momentum shattered, and the opponent’s fist fiercely landed between his chest and abdomen.

The violent force was unleashed without any hesitation.

The entire person was swept away by this force, suddenly retreating, retreating again and again, his footwork changing several times, yet unable to suppress this declining trend.

Ultimately, the entire person was sent soaring by this punch, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Pingce saw this and immediately shouted loudly:

"Little brother, what magnificent skill!"

Wen Kaiyuan’s eyes lit up:

"Taiyi Divine Fist!?

"May I ask which disciple from the Taiyi Sect you are?"

Just as the young man defeated one person with a punch, he shifted his steps, his momentum unstoppable, and spoke boldly:

"Third disciple under the Angerless Divine Fist of the Taiyi Sect, Chu Fan!!"

...

...

Amid Luochun Manor, the cries of battle were overwhelming, and within Celestial Secret Valley, murderous intent surged!

Many martial world experts and Celestial Evil Cult disciples were locked in relentless combat.

Although the Celestial Evil Cult disciples did not have the advantage in numbers, they all practiced Demon Skills.

There was the Blood Transformation Divine Palm, leading to certain death.

There was the Blood Demon Scripture; although Chu Yan used an incomplete version, its speed was such that no one could keep up.

Zhuo Ku eventually died at Wen Fusheng’s hands, having fought desperately with his life to delay Wen Fusheng.

To prevent him from affecting Chang Wei.

Fortunately, Sun Xiaoxiang intervened in a critical moment, using the Five Ghosts Stealing Heaven Technique to fend off Chang Wei.

Once Chu Qing and Prince Mu truly engaged, Burial Song could no longer influence the crowd present.

This round of fierce battle finally unfolded.

Wen Fusheng used Celestial Inference Star Control Skill to delay the disciples of the Celestial Evil Cult who had cultivated the Blood Demon Scripture, while Sun Xiaoxiang fought against Chang Wei and Shao Ziheng one on two.

These two were controlled by Yama’s Order, their gazes murky. Despite their undiminished power, one wielded unrivaled Sword Momentum, and the other was Invulnerable to blades and spears.

Yet ultimately, they could not capture Sun Xiaoxiang and were forced to retreat continuously.

This battle performance astonished even Wen Fusheng.

Need to know, Sun Xiaoxiang had been famous for her beauty in the martial world, but vanished for only five years.

In just five short years, she had advanced to such an extent; it was simply unimaginable!

"Is it possible that the Ghost Emperor truly possesses world-transcending abilities?"

Wen Fusheng felt his heart shake with shock, but looking at Sun Xiaoxiang, she had pitch-black eyes, with not a tint of Bai Yi visible in them, obviously employing a Secret Profound Skill.

The world knows that the Ghost Emperor is unconventional, accepting any Evil and Demonic Skills without rejection, eventually reversing the Righteous Path and Evil Cult into one.

Sun Xiaoxiang entered this master’s door, and her Martial Arts are perhaps not of the upright path.

Thus her current performance was understandable.

Meanwhile, among those engaged in combat, Bian City constantly protected Mo Duxing while surprising opponents with Taiyi Divine Fist and Taiyi Divine Leg.

Gentle and Hua Jinnian, and Zuo Wenchuan who had freed themselves, too displayed their Divine Powers.

Hua Jinnian’s Inconsistent Swordsmanship was bizarre and uncanny, often catching Celestial Evil Cult disciples off guard.

Though compared to her, Zuo Wenchuan was even more outrageous.

Blood Transformation Divine Palm was utterly ineffective against him, under the blazing sun, he fought fiercely back, causing Celestial Evil Cult disciples immense distress.

It was because he cultivated the Great Sun Profound Skill personally transmitted by Celestial Nether Master, contrasting the Moon-Pointing Profound Skill currently being comprehended by Wu Qianhuan.

This skill follows the Pure Yang Lineage, yet does not align with Yulong Old Immortal’s Yangyang Infinite Skill.

Yulong Old Immortal’s Yangyang Infinite Skill follows the path of dual cultivation, using Yang to supplement Yang, lacking Yin Yang harmony which leds to internal dryness causing fire.

In theory, this should lead to self-immolation.

However, the creator of this Martial Art made a unique approach, borrowing fire to live, directing Inner Breath to another extreme.

Although it prevents death by internal dry fire, the practitioner’s character will be influenced by this Martial Art.

This skill doesn’t follow the great path, but calling it a Demon Skill might be an overstatement; strictly speaking, it falls under Evil Skill, the Yang Fire bordering on devilish, dishonorable origins losing gentle righteousness.

However, Zuo Wenchuan’s Great Sun Profound Skill is different, it follows the proper and grand Righteous Path.

By borrowing Great Sun to refine Mysterious Skill and using Buddhist Technique to transform hostility.

Nurturing a mouthful of Pure Yang Inner Power.

If perfected, the Inner Breath when moved, would cause the Great Sun Buddha Wheel to shine upon the world, breaking all specters.

Although Zuo Wenchuan’s cultivation is still shallow, his foundation is established, and the insidious Blood Transformation Divine Palm, when confronting his Pure Yang Inner Power, simply cannot withstand.

Naturally, it breaks upon contact!

In comparison, Gentle and Bian City pale.

Gentle occasionally cast her gaze nearby, where violent tremors emerged, explosive sounds shook the land, tightening hearts.

Bian City noticed his junior sister’s gaze, comforting while attacking:

"Don’t worry, Third Brother’s Martial Arts are unmatched; rather than worrying about him, worry about us..."

Gentle looked at Bian City puzzled, though she didn’t speak, Bian City understood her thoughts.

What could we worry about?

Bian City fell silent for a moment, as this was his junior sister brought up since childhood.

Unknowingly, when did she change...

Glancing at Mo Duxing, he noted Mo Duxing’s gaze occasionally fell on Shao Ziheng, eyes filled with disdain.

At times, he looked towards Chu Qing and Prince Mu in the distance, with a solemn look appearing on his face.

As if he genuinely understood?

If it weren’t for knowing Mo Duxing’s background, Bian City would have been fooled by his expressions.

At that moment, a fierce coldness abruptly spread in all directions.

Bian City’s heart tightened, knowing it was Chu Qing’s Inner Power, immediately searching.

Seeing Chu Qing and Prince Mu confronting each other with fists, one exuding icy cold, the other as solid as iron.

Each one’s Inner Strength in mid-air formed a massive semicircle, opposing each other, neither backing down.

Under Chu Qing, the cold extended everywhere.

While Prince Mu was surrounded by swirling winds, clattering.

The ground at their meeting point suddenly erupted with cracks, spreading like spider webs around.

This was one layer of explosion.

Following closely, as their Inner Breath gathered, the ground sank half a foot, flying debris surrounding them, with the swirling gang wind pulling a careless Celestial Evil Cult disciple in, freezing him solid.

Only to be shredded by Prince Mu’s whirlwinds, dying scattered through the air.

Bian City’s pupils contracted, seeing this scene, Zuo Wenchuan and others broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

Feeling the skill of these two engaged, it was beyond imagination.

The aftermath within the battle range could annihilate top experts right there.

If confronted directly... who could challenge these two?

Instinctively, some looked at Wen Fusheng.

Among those present today, if anyone could venture into their battle, it would be this Manor Master of Luochun Manor.

However, with Celestial Evil Cult disciples not fully eradicated, without Wen Fusheng’s Celestial Inference Star Control Skill to restrain the Blood Demon Scripture, everyone present might meet a tragic fate.

Wen Fusheng looked serious; he did not know Chu Qing’s limits... but he was undeniably young, despite having deep Inner Power, how high could he achieve?

Prince Mu held a high position within the Celestial Evil Cult.

Burial Song was enigmatic and hard to fathom, defying reason.

In this situation, he needed to join forces with Chu Qing early on to secure victory.

Meanwhile, Prince Mu suddenly spoke during combat with Chu Qing:

"You possess such cultivation at a young age, quite extraordinary.

"Yet, my body from the tomb is of extraordinary origin, employing profound Fist Techniques with Inner Power deeper than yours... after this fight, how depleted are you?

"How can you contend with me?"

Chu Qing looked at him in surprise:

"You can still speak?

"Depletion... why not try for yourself?"

As the words ended, a surge of tremendous power exploded between them, two figures flew backwards, changing their stance mid-air.

Chu Qing’s palms together, a dragon’s roar echoing will shock a hundred miles!

Prince Mu stood atop the wind, his fists conjuring raging winds like thunder!