Chapter 700: Even with the combined strength of many, it was still useless; an overwhelming force pr
"Now the four of us have reached the sixth level of the Great Emperor realm, and we are further empowered by the dark divine power of the Hidden God Abyss!"
"Ye Tian, today is your death day!"
Black winds swept up withered bones and pieces of flesh, swirling beneath the sky.
Even the brightest sunlight could hardly penetrate it; it was terrifyingly cold and chilling, making one tremble with fear.
The shore of the deep pool seems to have been settled over thousands of years.
Embedded in the crevice of the rock is a half-section of bone, radiating imperial might.
Hanging from fragments of a decaying imperial robe, it emitted a mournful, plaintive sound when the wind blew.
It was as if an ancient evil spirit, sunk to the bottom of an abyss, was whispering.
The demonic energy surged like a tsunami, rising from the bottom of the abyss and carrying boundless coldness, as if freezing everything in the world.
The four figures—Prince Yama, Nightmare Demon King, Evil Bone Demon King, and others—stood atop the Demon Shore.
The vast aura pressed down like four colossal mountains awakening from an ancient demonic abyss.
Even the space of the Burial God Abyss was groaning, with dark spatial cracks spreading like a spider web.
It resembled an ancient battlefield.
At this moment, the auras of the four people surged, and the laws of the Emperor Dao swirled around their bodies.
Each breath resonated with the demonic energy of the Burial God Abyss, revealing him to be at the sixth level of the Great Emperor realm, possessing boundless power.
With every gesture, demonic power burst forth.
Even an ordinary sixth-level Great Emperor can be killed with a flick of the finger.
The four people's gazes were like four beams of demonic light, fixed on the white-clad figure in the center.
"Today, this Burial Abyss of Gods will be your final resting place!"
The voice of the Prince of Yama was like thunder from the deepest hell.
The Yama pattern embroidered on the dark dragon robe came to life in the demonic energy, and the hideous ghost faces roared at Ye Tian.
The demonic energy within his body surged forth, roaring through his meridians like an out-of-control celestial river.
Thinking of the humiliation of being blasted away by Ye Tian's punch last time, with his imperial blood splattered all the way, the killing intent in his chest erupted like a volcano.
The other three also locked onto the aura. The Dark Gold Demon King's body was burning with dark purple demonic flames, each wisp of which could incinerate an imperial weapon.
Su Chen's figure was hidden in the shadows, surrounded by thousands of phantoms, as if countless evil spirits of heaven and earth were gathering power at the same time.
The Evil Bone Demon King, his joints cracking, his entire body covered in white bone armor inscribed with god-slaying runes.
Even the withered bones at the bottom of the abyss resonated with him.
Faced with this encirclement and attack, which would terrify even a true god who had entered the realm of divinity.
Ye Tian remained dressed in pristine white, his expression serene and unwavering.
Huang Ruoxi and the others watched from a distance.
They were not worried about Ye Tian.
After all... no one knew their young master's strength better than them.
Among those of the same realm, none can rival him.
Even if one were to fight against a hundred, or even ten thousand, there would be absolutely no possibility of defeat.
Cross-border operations are as simple as eating and drinking.
Even the true god-level avatar condensed by the Purple Demon from the outer chaos was easily suppressed.
Not to mention the four dark prodigies right in front of us.
"kill!"
Prince Yama was the first to lose his temper, furious and unable to tolerate Ye Tian's nonchalant demeanor.
It was as if the four of them were nothing more than ants in Ye Tian's eyes, unable to cause the slightest ripple.
With a roar, his aura of death surged wildly around him, and his dark dragon robe fluttered wildly.
With a single step, he traversed a distance of a thousand feet and charged fiercely towards Ye Tian.
He intended to use his physical strength to directly confront Ye Tian's physical body.
"Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor Fist!"
With a loud shout, Prince Yama swung his right fist out.
Huang Ruoxi and the others instantly recognized it as the signature technique of the once invincible Nine Nether Demon Emperor of the Northern Sea.
It's called the Nine Nether Demon Emperor Fist. Legend has it that with a single punch, one can gather the power of a demon emperor, making one invincible and capable of fighting against heaven and earth.
The former Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor once used this killing move to kill an ancient fiend in the realm of gods.
In no time, his reputation soared, and he even founded the Nine Nether Demonic Sect.
In an instant, the deathly aura of Yama around him frantically condensed, forming a ball of pitch-black light on his fist.
Thousands of vengeful spirits evolved from the ball of light, each carrying the wail of an emperor.
It was as if he had captured all the wronged souls in the entire Netherworld.
Deep within the shadow of the fist, a withered figure emerged, wearing a demonic crown and clad in bone armor.
It was the lingering resentment of the once invincible Nine Nether Demon Emperor!
With a single punch, the air instantly froze where the wind from the punch passed.
The spreading spatial rifts were frozen into ice crystals.
The surging demonic energy below withered and vanished layer by layer.
Even the ancient rocks on the shore of the abyss began to crack, and countless tiny, millennia-old ice fragments burst forth from the cracks.
This was a punch from the Crown Prince Yama, delivered with all his might, embodying the full power of his sixth-level Emperor realm.
They even used the power of the God of Calamity!
Confidence is enough to shatter stars and pierce through the eternal blue sky!
Even a weapon of the same rank would be pulverized by his punch!
"Oh? You want to compare physical strength with me?"
"court death!"
Ye Tian sneered, a slight smile curving his lips, completely disregarding him.
They looked down on him with utter contempt, as if he were a fool.
You should know that I am the number one on the list of physical bodies throughout the ages.
Even the Great Emperor of Eternity could not defeat him in terms of physical strength within the same realm!
He could easily suppress ancient ferocious beasts such as dragons, unicorns, and phoenixes.
Not to mention Prince Enma.
The sound pierced through the demonic waves and the force of the punches, clearly reaching the ears of the four people.
Upon hearing this, Prince Yama was even more enraged.
The vengeful spirits on the fists howled even more shrilly, as if they were about to tear Ye Tian's soul to shreds in the next moment.
But Ye Tian remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch.
They didn't even use any fancy starting stances.
He simply raised his right fist slowly, meeting the punch that carried the power of the Nine Netherworld Demon, and threw it out evenly.
This punch did not emit divine light, nor did it produce any earth-shattering phenomena; not even a trace of extra energy leaked out.
Only the purest and most primordial chaotic energy swirled around the fist.
But what seemed like an ordinary punch caused the demonic waves in the world to stop instantly.
Where the fist passed, space shattered, the void twisted, and even black holes seemed to burst forth, only to be swiftly annihilated.
Boundless divine power suddenly erupted, and the force of the punch froze the void with ice crystals and stirred up endless demonic energy.
Even the countless vengeful spirits on the Yama Prince Fist.
They all vanished into nothingness without a sound, as if they had never existed.
A divine power so vast that it made the stars tremble and the universe lose its color.
It slowly surged from Ye Tianquan's fist, like a volcano that had been dormant for millions of years, slowly contracting.
Every inch of contraction contained boundless divine power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
Then, at the instant their fists made contact, a thunderous explosion erupted!
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist - Return to Origin!"
Ye Tian's voice carried the vastness of the primordial chaos.
The words, falling into the ears of the four, even caused their imperial souls to tremble slightly.
"Boom!!!"
The moment the fists collided, there was no crisp sound of metal clashing, nor the roar of an energy explosion.
A muffled thud, like the splitting of the heavens and earth, suddenly rang out.
It was as if two ancient stars, which had given birth to countless lives, were colliding in the depths of the universe in a terrifying manner that transcended time and space.
A visible shockwave of divine power spread wildly from the two of them, like a ring of destruction.
Wherever it passed, the demonic waves of the Burial God Abyss were instantly flattened and dispersed, revealing the ancient god skeletons piled up like mountains at the bottom of the abyss.
The black jade rock on the shore of the abyss crumbled in large pieces, as fragile as tofu.
Countless imperial bones embedded in the rock crevices were swept away by the shockwave and turned into dust in the air.
Even the gray sky was cracked by the shockwave.
Behind the crack, specks of chaotic light shone through, as if this world was about to be shattered.
Immediately afterwards, a cracking sound, clearly drowning out the roar of the shockwave, echoed in the sky above the Burial Abyss.
"what!!!"
The sinister smile on Prince Enma's face froze instantly.
Instead, there was extreme pain and unbelievable horror.
He let out a shrill, distorted scream, as if he had been struck by an invisible giant hammer.
The excruciating pain in his right arm made even his imperial soul tremble.
That wasn't a normal fracture; it went from the fist bone to the arm bone, and then to the scapula.
The excruciating pain of every inch breaking, twisting, and deforming!
An irresistible, indescribable, terrifying force, like a burst dam, brutally crushed down along his fists and arms.
It carries an aura of chaos, capable of annihilating everything.
The surging demonic energy within him melted instantly in the face of this power, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
That demonic body, tempered by the demonic energy of the Burial God Abyss, was confident that it could withstand a weapon of the same rank as an Emperor-level weapon.
Faced with this power, it was as fragile as glass.
"Pfft!!!"
Dark red imperial blood mixed with broken bone fragments gushed out from his bursting flesh.
A chilling trail of blood streaked through the air.
The dark dragon robe was instantly soaked with imperial blood, and the Yama pattern on it was affected by the impact of chaotic power.
The ghostly faces wailed and crumbled, turning into specks of black mist that dissipated.
Even more terrifying is that the chaotic divine power did not stop, clinging to the bone like a maggot.
It surged into his body through his shattered arm, frantically destroying his meridians, internal organs, and even the foundation of his imperial path.
His imperial laws were repeatedly defeated in the face of the chaotic divine power, and his originally stable sixth-level Great Emperor realm showed signs of loosening!
"Pfft!!!"
Prince Yama spat out a mouthful of imperial blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
It was as if he had been hit head-on by a prehistoric beast, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.
He somersaulted dozens of times in mid-air, breaking countless spatial rifts.
Finally, with a deafening roar, it crashed heavily onto the ancient rocks thousands of feet away.
Rocks crumbled, and smoke and dust filled the air.
The body carved a deep, bottomless trench into the ancient rock.
The imperial bones and rocks on both sides of the ravine were pulverized into powder by the chaotic divine power emanating from his body.
After a long while, he struggled to lift his head, his face covered in blood and dust, and his eyes were filled with boundless fear as he looked at Ye Tian.
"No, this is impossible..."
His voice trembled, and he spoke incoherently.
Even the Emperor's Soul trembled violently under this punch.
"I am already at the sixth level of the Great Emperor realm, and I broke through by borrowing the demonic energy of the Burial God Abyss, so why, why was I still crushed by your punch?"
He couldn't understand it. He clearly had the advantage in terms of cultivation level, and his physical body had been tempered by demonic energy, yet in front of Ye Tian, he was as fragile as a child, easily broken with a flick of his finger.
He could blame his defeat at Ye Tian's hands last time on his insufficient cultivation level.
Even now, despite being of the same level and even benefiting from the geographical advantage of the Burial God Abyss, he still ended up with no chance to fight back.
This punch not only shattered his imperial body, but also shattered his Dao heart.
In the distance, the pupils of the Holy Nightmare Demon King, Su Chen, and the Evil Bone Demon King suddenly shrank, and their hearts were filled with shock.
