169: Chapter 169 Battle against the God of War, Severing an Arm
Kesley's eyes were gloomy. He truly hadn't expected Lin Yuan to dare to strike first right in front of him, a Martial God.
Just as the giant palm was about to reach him, Kesley's figure suddenly vanished. The Profound Mystery Void-Breaking Palm directly shattered his throne, and even the wall behind the throne was blasted into pieces, revealing the scene of the desert outside.
Faced with Kesley's sudden disappearance, Lin Yuan's spirit instantly tensed up, and his divine sense radiated outward.
Against a Martial God, he dared not be careless in the slightest.
His divine sense immediately detected a fluctuation in the space before him, so without hesitation, he clenched his fist and blasted toward the space in front of him.
Boom!!
A domineering and fierce fist emerged from the space, colliding with Lin Yuan's fist, immediately resulting in a heaven-shaking roar.
A visible yellow shockwave violently spread out from the point where their fists met, shaking the surrounding castle walls into dust.
Lin Yuan instantly retreated several hundred meters, hovering in the air. His fist was still trembling slightly, and his chest felt turbulent with surging blood, seemingly difficult to suppress.
As for Kesley, he retreated several tens of meters before stabilizing his figure, his face showing shock.
"How is this possible? Your combat power is actually above that of a Half-Step Martial God. A genius of your level is simply unheard of. However, I especially enjoy snuffing out geniuses like you!" Kesley licked his lips, his expression both wicked and perverse.
Lin Yuan shook his fist, his eyes narrowing:
"Martial God? Nothing more than that. Not that strong. If this is all the strength you possess, then I, Lin Yuan, will be slaying a god today!"
Kesley was extremely furious at this moment. He had only thrown a probing punch, yet this Lin Yuan was putting on airs, even daring to boast about slaying a god. He truly didn't take him seriously.
"Arrogant! Don't celebrate too early. That was just a test; I didn't even use my full strength. You won't have another chance next. Die!"
Kesley's aura erupted violently. Beneath his feet, a vast yellow sand domain spanning five hundred meters appeared. In an instant, sand and stones flew in the sky, and yellow sand tornadoes roamed everywhere.
Two gauntlets with claws appeared in Kesley's hands, somewhat resembling Wolverine from the movies.
He crossed his claws over his chest and fiercely tore them apart to both sides, roaring:
"Sand Filling the Sky!"
Instantly, a hundred-meter giant wave of yellow sand formed before him. This yellow sand giant wave surged mightily, with its speed and power stacking wave upon wave, its imposing might terrifying beyond measure.
The yellow sand giant wave directly razed the castle below to the ground and pounced madly toward Lin Yuan.
Just then...
Lin Yuan's eyes turned completely scarlet, like two blood-colored whirlpools. Beneath his feet, a towering sea of blood nearly a thousand meters wide surged out, immediately slowing the yellow sand giant wave somewhat.
The next moment...
Lin Yuan activated Instant Teleportation, instantly moving behind the giant wave. The swimming dragon sword was drawn from its sheath, and the [Profound Mystery Dimensional Slash] attached itself to the blade. With a single sword strike, he slashed toward Kesley.
Kesley disregarded the shattering of his domain underfoot and reached out with both claws toward the swimming dragon sword.
Clang!!
A sound of metal clashing echoed, and Lin Yuan was blasted backward.
This time, Kesley was directly blasted back over a hundred meters, and the blood surging in his chest even felt somewhat turbulent.
The light in his eyes flickered incessantly, and undisguised shock was written plainly on his face.
He could never have imagined that Lin Yuan not only dodged his strongest Martial Art but also forced him back with a single sword strike. Such strength already gave him the qualification to fight him.
Lin Yuan stabilized his retreating figure, slightly panting. He surveyed the scene below. The castle had already turned to dust, covered by yellow sand, but a metal cage was revealed from beneath the ground.
Through the cage bars, Lin Yuan saw dozens of young women imprisoned inside, all pale-faced and extremely weak.
"Kesley, you truly are a dog. These martial artist girls are all for you to practice your evil arts, aren't they?!" Lin Yuan roared in anger.
"They are merely ants. It is their honor to contribute to this seat!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The long sword in Lin Yuan's hand lit up with a silver glow again. He initiated Instant Teleportation and charged toward Kesley.
"Sand Vortex!"
Kesley roared, and a giant yellow sand vortex thirty meters in diameter appeared beneath Lin Yuan's feet.
The vortex spun continuously, emitting a massive suction force, as if trying to swallow Lin Yuan whole.
Lin Yuan suddenly felt his feet sink; he was actually unable to move. It was a control-type Martial Art, designed to restrict his Instant Teleportation.
"Sand Filling the Sky!"
Kesley once again unleashed his strongest Martial Art. The yellow sand giant wave struck again, but Lin Yuan was unable to escape to dodge.
In the cage below, there were dozens of weak young women, but one person's complexion was normal. If Lin Yuan looked closely, he could recognize her identity: she was the eldest young lady of the Wang family, Wang Luoxue, whom he had once rescued deep within Tiger Leaping Cliff.
"Sisters, someone is fighting that beast! The castle has been razed to the ground. Are we saved?"
"Look at that person; he's very young. Can he be a match for that beast? That beast is a Martial God..."
"We can only hope that person wins now. Only if that person wins do we have a hope of escaping."
Listening to the low murmurs of the crowd, Wang Luoxue's gaze was somewhat distant.
"It's him! It's actually him! How is this possible? Why is he here, and why is he so strong, able to fight a Martial God powerhouse? Is he really Little Brother Lin whom I know?" Wang Luoxue thought in disbelief.
She had been captured by a man in black only yesterday and was fortunate enough not to have been ravaged by Kesley yet. But she knew she would suffer the same fate as the other girls. She never expected Lin Yuan to appear.
"Little Brother Lin, you always appear to save me whenever I am in danger. How can I ever repay you, big sister wonders?"
... ...
At this moment, Lin Yuan's feet were deeply embedded in the yellow sand vortex, unable to move an inch.
"Hahahaha... Boy! Let's see if you can survive this time! Keep dodging for me if you can!?"
Kesley laughed wantonly, as if he could already see the scene of Lin Yuan being smashed into meat paste by the yellow sand giant wave.
Just then...
A golden heavenly god phantom, tens of feet high, suddenly materialized behind Lin Yuan, mysterious and majestic. Lin Yuan's long sword spewed out a hundred-meter sword gleam, shattering the yellow sand giant wave with one strike. The sword momentum did not lessen, and he slashed toward Kesley.
Kesley was instantly struck dumb with shock, looking at Lin Yuan, who resembled a heavenly god, and that hundred-meter sword gleam with astonishment.
"This... What is this power? Could it be Transcendent? How is this possible? He is only a Half-Step Martial God? How can this be!?"
"Ah!!!"
Kesley roared in anger, his two claws blocking upward toward the top of his head.
Boom!!
The golden sword gleam cleaved down fiercely. Kesley's two claws instantly shattered, and the sword gleam directly cut into Kesley's right shoulder, forcing him down onto one knee in mid-air.
Blood immediately sprayed out, and one arm flew away. Kesley clutched his wound with his left hand, staring blankly at the shoulder where his arm was missing, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You are merely a Half-Step Martial God, and I possess the body of a Martial God. How could you sever my arm?! Ah!! I will kill you!" Kesley roared in fury.
"Hmph! A mere Quasi-Transcendent dares to call himself possessing the body of a Martial God. Ridiculous! My next strike will surely kill you!"
Lin Yuan's imposing aura was like a rainbow, his eyes burning as he stared at Kesley. He furiously circulated the spiritual power within his body, raising the hundred-meter giant sword once more...