171: Chapter 168 Falling into a disadvantageous position?

The roaring sound was not as earth-shattering as everyone had imagined; instead, at the moment of contact, it plunged into an eerie silence.

That giant blue claw capable of tearing the heavens apart, that monstrous Demonic Qi burning the Void Realm, that ancient Magic Treasure shining with brilliant divine light... The five destructive attacks, each containing the will of a Great Grandmaster, seemed to collide with an invisible yet eternal dam the moment they touched the tip of Chen Zhiwen's dao-slaying sword.

Space twisted and collapsed under the extreme force, turning into pitch-black nothingness.

Chen Zhiwen's figure, at the center of that violent energy, swayed violently like a lone boat, as if it would be completely torn to shreds in the next instant!

The dao-slaying sword in his hand let out a mournful cry, and the radiance on the blade dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Void Realm beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, and his entire body was forced back by a hundred zhang by that overwhelming, irresistible force!

With every step he retreated, he left a deep footprint in the Void Realm, and the space around the footprints cracked like a spiderweb.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of golden blood sprayed from Chen Zhiwen's mouth, scattering into the Void Realm like beautiful, sorrowful golden lotus flowers.

He was being suppressed!

Facing the combined strike of five long-renowned Great Grandmasters of the North Sea Demon Clan, even Chen Zhiwen, who had just achieved a Breakthrough and whose strength had skyrocketed, instantly fell into a disadvantage!

This scene caused the minds of countless Cultivators watching from outside the mountain gate to tremble violently!

"Chen Zhiwen... is injured!"

"The combined force of five Great Grandmasters of the Yao Race is truly terrifying! Such power is likely enough to instantly wipe out an entire imperial city!"

"It seems the outcome of this battle is uncertain..."

On the side of the Human Race Cultivators, many faces were filled with deep worry.

They had assumed that since Chen Zhiwen dared to accept the challenge, he must have had some reliance, but they did not expect him to be injured in the very first encounter.

Meanwhile, on the side of the North Sea Demon Clan, earth-shattering cheers and roars erupted!

"Kill him! The Old Ancestor is mighty!"

"A mere ant of the Human Race dares to provoke the heavenly might of our North Sea? Courting death!"

"Today, we will let the Human Race of Huangzhou know who the true masters of this world are!"

Wild joy and ferocity appeared on the faces of every member of the Yao Race.

Deep within the Zetian Sect, Chen Heng, who had been closely watching the battle, had a face full of anxiety.

The Soul Power within his body surged uncontrollably, and a terrifying pressure of a Late-stage Grandmaster was about to burst forth.

"Zhiwen!"

He let out a low shout and was about to soar into the sky to intervene and help.

However, a steady and powerful hand gently pressed onto his shoulder.

Chen Heng's figure paused, and when he turned back to look, he saw Wang Ming, the Old Ancestor of the Zetian Sect, looking at him with a calm expression and slowly shaking his head.

"Don't go."

Wang Ming's voice was very soft, yet it carried a convincing power.

"But..."

Chen Heng was burning with anxiety.

"Trust him."

Wang Ming interrupted him, his deep gaze fixed on the blood-soaked figure high in the sky, and he said slowly.

"This is his Dao, and it is also his tribulation. If we intervene, not only will we be unable to help him, but we will instead destroy his Dao Heart."

"True powerhouses are never grown under protection. Only by struggling amidst blood and fire, and achieving Nirvana between life and death, can one forge... a heart of invincibility."

Wang Ming's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the anxiety in Chen Heng's heart.

He looked at Wang Ming's calm, unruffled eyes, and finally let out a long sigh, restraining his own aura.

He knew that Wang Ming was right.

...

High in the sky, blood stained the purple robes.

Chen Zhiwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling the surging Qi and blood within his body, yet his expression remained calm.

In those deep eyes, there was not a trace of fear; instead, a more intense Battle Intent burned!

"Very good..."

"This is interesting."

He muttered to himself, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Ao Shang and the other four.

A trace of cruelty and disdain flashed in Ao Shang's golden vertical pupils.

"Facing death, and still stubborn!"

"I would like to see just how hard your bones really are!"

He roared again, exchanged glances with the other four Great Grandmasters, and the Demonic Qi on his body became even more violent than before!

They wanted to finish it in one go and completely blast this member of the Human Race who dared to provoke the majesty of the North Sea into slag!

However, just at the moment they were about to strike again.

Chen Zhiwen's eyes suddenly became as sharp as knives!

"ROAR!!!"

A roar, not like that of a human, but seemingly from an ancient savage Dragon, erupted from his mouth!

Accompanying this roar, a monstrous surge of Qi and blood, like a volcano that had been dormant for hundreds of millions of years, erupted within his body!

Rumble!

At this moment, the blood in his body seemed to turn into a roaring golden river, emitting a thunderous sound!

His Physical Body, which had just been cracked, was instantly restored to its original state under the washing of this massive amount of Qi and blood, and it was even tougher and stronger than before!

A pure, extreme force of the Physical Body turned into an invisible wave of air, sweeping outward, actually forcing open the surrounding twisted space!

"What?!"

The pupils of Ao Shang and the other four shrank violently!

They could clearly feel that the aura on Chen Zhiwen's body was climbing crazily at an incredible speed!

That was not a fluctuation of spiritual power, nor was it an increase in Soul Power, but a most primitive, most domineering power!

It was Qi and blood! It was the force of the Physical Body!

"Take my punch!"

Chen Zhiwen's cold voice rang out.

He put away his dao-slaying sword, and facing the five Great Grandmasters of the Yao Race with their monstrous auras ahead, he simply threw a punch!

This punch had no brilliant radiance, no profound Dao laws.

All it had was power!

Power that was pure to the extreme, domineering to the extreme!

With one punch, the world lost its color!

A huge fist imprint condensed from golden Qi and blood traversed the long sky, as if it wanted to punch a hole through the heavens!

Wherever the fist imprint passed, the Void Realm collapsed in large swaths, as if it could not withstand this domineering power!

The expressions of Ao Shang and the other four changed drastically; from this punch, they felt a terrifying power capable of threatening their lives!

They did not dare to be the slightest bit negligent, and all of them pushed their own power to the limit, combining their five Divine Abilities once again into a destructive curtain of light, blocking it in front of them!

However...

Crack!

The moment it made contact with the golden fist imprint, their proud combined strike shattered instantly, as if it were made of paper!

The golden fist imprint did not lose momentum and slammed fiercely onto the protective Demonic Qi of the five!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of muffled sounds rang out, and five figures, like kites with broken strings, flew backward together, blood spraying wildly from their mouths!

The power of a single punch reached such a level!

The entire scene was dead silent!

Everyone was completely shocked by this scene before their eyes!

Just a moment ago, Chen Zhiwen was still being suppressed and forced to retreat while vomiting blood.

The next moment, he had blasted five Great Grandmasters of the Yao Race away with a single punch!

This kind of reversal was truly inconceivable!

"This... how is this possible!"

On the side of the North Sea Demon Clan, the earth-shattering cheers came to an abrupt halt, replaced by endless shock and disbelief!

"His Physical Body... how could it be so powerful!"

Ao Shang steadied his figure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at Chen Zhiwen, the disdain from before was gone, replaced only by deep wariness and gravity.