823: Kill the dragon with one punch

After the transformation of his four-dimensional attributes, Wang Chen's Mental Energy was as vast as the ocean.

The Mental Energy, imbued with the furious hatred and killing intent of a Ninth-Order Dragon, was shattered into fragments by a single wave the moment it surged into Wang Chen's mind.

At the same time, the black-green Dragon, baring its fangs and claws, arrived before Wang Chen.

Its ferocious gaping maw was a full ten feet wide, its sharp teeth gleamed with a chilling light, aiming to tear Wang Chen apart and swallow him whole.

"This attack is a bit more impressive than before, but unfortunately, it's still not worth mentioning to me!"

"I wasn't afraid of a mere Ninth-Order Dragon when it was alive, let alone a remnant body formed by demonic power containing a wisp of its soul, which is even worse than a loach!"

Facing the charging black-green Dragon, a hint of disdain flashed in Wang Chen's eyes, and a terrifying power circulated within his body.

Rumble!

The transformed power roared like a long river within Wang Chen's body, and as it surged, Wang Chen radiated a terrifying aura, like a divine mountain of ten thousand blades, and then...

This power, with a flip of Wang Chen's hand, was unleashed in a furious punch towards the charging black-green Dragon.

Space, at this moment, was compressed into ripples like the surface of water.

With a bang!

Before the fist arrived, the terrifying punch wind collided with the black-green Dragon first.

In an instant, the black-green Dragon's charge was directly halted; no matter how it bared its fangs and claws, it could not advance an inch.

Immediately the next second, Wang Chen's fist lightly landed on the Dragon's head.

Boom, boom, boom!

The black-green Dragon's massive body stiffened, then exploded from head to tail.

In an instant, the shattered demonic power turbulence swept out like a raging tide in all directions.

Amidst the demonic power turbulence, Wang Chen stood unmoving, like a rooted mountain.

On the other side, Li Qingcang's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with deep shock and disbelief.

The Undying Dragon Seal was his strongest technique apart from the Dragon Slaying Sword, its power having reached the Peak of the Eighth-Order; even a newly Breakthrough Ninth-Order True Lord would be flustered upon encountering it.

But now, it was easily shattered by a single punch from the young man in front of him.

This made Li Qingcang wonder if he was hallucinating.

How could a young man under thirty be so strong?!

However, at this moment, he had no time for shock.

After Wang Chen's punch shattered the Dragon, the terrifying punch wind contained the rolling demonic power turbulence, forming a massive fist light over three feet in size.

Rumble!

The fist light compressed the air, producing a muffled thunder-like sound, and rapidly flew towards Li Qingcang.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing this scene, Li Qingcang couldn't help but exclaim, disbelief surfacing on his face.

The punch that guy threw, after shattering the Undying Dragon Seal, still had leftover power?

"Is this guy a Ninth-Order?!"

Li Qingcang thought in horror, retreating backwards, while simultaneously waving his arms to unleash waves of demonic power attacks, only stopping after retreating to the edge of the valley, where he finally shattered the incoming fist light.

"Too weak!"

"My patience is limited; quickly draw your Dragon Slaying Sword, or you will die with the next move!"

However, just as Li Qingcang had just let out a sigh of relief, a cold voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

Then he saw Wang Chen's body smash through the demonic power turbulence, walking towards him with a leisurely stroll.

As he advanced, a fist like white jade casually swung out, aiming directly at Li Qingcang's head.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Li Qingcang was incomparably horrified, an extremely strong sense of dread impacting his mind.

If he couldn't block this punch, he would die!

Without any hesitation, the Dragon Slaying Sword, which had been hanging at his waist since the start of the battle, was grasped by Li Qingcang for the first time.

However, he had no time to draw the sword at this moment, because Wang Chen's punch, seemingly light and slow-motion, was actually as fast as lightning.

Li Qingcang only had time to hold the Dragon Slaying Sword horizontally in front of him before Wang Chen's fist arrived.

Boom!

This punch heavily struck the scabbard of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and under the terrifying force, the scabbard, refined from Ninth-Order Dragon scales, was actually bent into an arc.

Li Qingcang, who was behind it, had his sleeves shattered, and dense lines of blood appeared on the surface of his arms.

At the same time, his entire body was sent flying backward like a rag doll by the punch, crashing through the rock wall of the valley with a rumble, and plowing a hundred-meter-long gully in the ground before stopping.

"This, this, this..."

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators watching from the surroundings were dumbfounded, staring blankly at everything.

Li Qingcang, a renowned Eighth-Order Peak powerhouse for a hundred years, was actually sent flying by a single punch?!

And the one fighting him was a young man under thirty!!!

This is utterly unbelievable!

At this moment, countless people wailed in their hearts, frantically rubbing their eyes, hoping that what they saw was an illusion.

However, the reality was so cruel!

"Sent Li Qingcang flying with one punch, and even caused him considerable injuries; where did this young monster come from?!"

"Damn it, look at his relaxed demeanor; he clearly wasn't using his full strength against Li Qingcang. This is definitely not an Eighth-Order; this young man is a Ninth-Order True Lord!"

"It's truly unimaginable; a Ninth-Order True Lord under thirty. Even if an ancient Great Emperor were to cultivate again, it would be impossible to achieve something so exaggerated?!"

Chi Deming, Gu Santong, and others stared in horror, exclaiming in disbelief.

They never expected that this young man who emerged from the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm would be so strong, terrifyingly strong! He was completely dominating Li Qingcang, who was in his full power state!

Such terrifying strength was definitely not that of an Eighth-Order!

"It's over; I'm afraid I have no chance to seize the four spirits divine fruit!"

"A Ninth-Order True Lord under thirty; how can there be such a terrifying Prodigy in the world?!"

Murong Wan, standing beside the two, also thought in horror, and at the same time, involuntarily felt the urge to retreat.

Such formidable strength made it impossible for her to imagine any chance of seizing the four spirits divine fruit.

On the other side, Tianji Old Man was also dumbfounded.

He never expected Wang Chen to be so abnormal!

Even Li Qingcang was casually sent flying with a punch; such exaggerated strength left him with his mouth wide open, not knowing what to say.

"Grandpa, do I still need to use the Great Teleportation Talisman to take him to escape?"

"With his strength, he can probably easily suppress these guys present who want to seize the four spirits divine fruit!"

Ling'er, beside him, tugged on Tianji Old Man's sleeve and asked, looking up.

"Wait a moment!"

"Li Qingcang still has the Dragon Slaying Sword; he hasn't completely lost yet!"

"And Chu Kunlun, that old fellow, is hiding somewhere; the danger hasn't passed yet. You'll act according to the situation later."

Tianji Old Man thought for a moment and instructed Ling'er.