412: Chapter 412 One slap, you think you're so great?

It was a massive creature nearly thirty feet tall!

He was pitch black all over, his muscles like cast iron, radiating an explosive sense of power.

Six arms, each thicker than an average person's thigh, rose and fell slightly with his breathing; he was practically a mobile war fortress.

His face bore only a single, massive blood-red eye, filled with brutality and undisguised greed.

He carried a ferocious Spiked Club as thick as a water bucket on his shoulder, standing right in the middle of the road.

"Boom!"

A suffocating wave of fierce Evil Qi, mixed with a unique Law pressure, surged toward them like a tsunami!

The air became viscous, causing Monk Jiese, Qian Duoduo, and the others to gasp, feeling as if an invisible mountain were pressing down on them.

The surrounding alien Prodigies, who had been whispering and pointing, fell silent instantly, trembling like cicadas in winter, their eyes reflecting a mix of gloating and fear.

"The Six-Armed Vajra Clan!" Hua Nongying's voice was grave. "They are the ruffians of the Ascension Ancient Road, a natural warrior race with incredibly powerful Physical Bodies. They possess Great Saint-Grade power upon reaching adulthood and are extremely difficult to deal with."

Her words caused everyone's hearts to sink.

The Six-Armed Vajra had clearly overheard.

His blood-red eye rolled around, and his slimy gaze eventually settled unscrupulously on Hua Nongying, Hua Yingxue, and Yue Qinghan.

That look was blatant, like a butcher sizing up meat on a cutting board.

"Hehehe..."

The Six-Armed Vajra let out a harsh laugh like a broken gong, which exploded in everyone's minds via Divine Thought.

"So these are the Lower Realm ants newly arrived at the Ascension Ancient Road? Each one has such delicate skin and tender flesh; it's not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth!"

As he spoke, he stuck out a crimson tongue and licked his needle-like lips, looking as disgusting as could be.

Yue Qinghan's face was ice-cold, and Hua Yingxue was trembling with rage.

[Holy crap, this guy looks like a boss in berserk mode, but he sure dreams big.]

[Fill the gaps between your teeth? You're dreaming!]

Su Chen felt a surge of nameless anger; he hated trash who disrespected women most.

However, before he could speak, a person with late-stage road rage next to him already exploded.

"Big guy!"

With a loud shout, Jian Buping gripped his sword hilt and stepped forward, his hawk-like eyes staring fixedly at the Six-Armed Vajra, killing intent boiling!

[It's over, this blockhead is going to suffer a big loss.]

Su Chen's eyelid twitched as he thought to himself.

"A good dog doesn't block the way!" Jian Buping was oblivious, the anger he'd suppressed all the way finally exploding, "You want to fight? Get lost right now, or I'll shave you into a stick!"

"Oh?"

Hearing the provocation, the Six-Armed Vajra didn't get angry but instead grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

His single eye narrowed slightly, looking down at this Human Race brat who wasn't even as tall as his knee.

"You have quite a big mouth. I just wonder if your bones are as hard as your words."

Before he finished speaking, the thickest of his six arms swiped out like swatting an annoying fly!

No Divine Ability, no manifestation of Laws!

Only pure, ultimate, barbaric Physical Body strength!

"Whoosh—!"

As that slap swung out, the air in front was instantly compressed, forming a visible wall of destruction that crashed forward!

Even sound was swallowed up!

Jian Buping's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints!

He wanted to dodge, but the space around him was locked by that terrifying power, making him completely unable to move!

"Clang!"

At the critical moment, Jian Buping let out a roar, and his ancient sword unsheathed!

A brilliant sword light soared into the sky, concentrating his lifelong sword Dao cultivation and his supreme pride as a Prodigy, fiercely slashing at the wall of power!

However...

The ideal was beautiful, but reality was a bloody slaughter.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound, like glass shattering.

That brilliant sword light that once severed mountains and rivers was like paper when it touched the wall of power; it shattered inch by inch starting from the tip, instantly exploding into a sky full of light specks!

"Pfft!"

Jian Buping didn't even have time to let out a groan before he was sent flying like a tattered sack!

Clear sounds of bones breaking crackled in mid-air, and a mist of blood sprayed like rain!

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, he slammed hard into the metal railing far from the Reception Platform, denting the Dao-engraved railing into a terrifying crater!

Then he slid limply to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Heh, trash."

The Six-Armed Vajra withdrew his arm, a disdainful sneer on his face. His gaze swept across the area, filled with high-and-mighty contempt.

"Lower Realm ants who haven't even tempered their Laws dare to bark before me? Truly... seeking death." His voice sounded as if he were merely stating a fact, yet it was more hurtful than any insult.

"Hahahaha!"

After a brief silence, the surrounding alien Prodigies burst into unrestrained laughter.

"That's hilarious! These are the Lower Realm Geniuses? They can't even take one slap from Lord Vajra!"

"I thought they were something special, but they're just barking bugs!"

"Get back to your backwater holes! The Ascension Ancient Road isn't a place for the likes of you!"

The harsh mockery was like poisonous needles stabbing into the hearts of Monk Jiese, Yue Qinghan, Qian Duoduo, and the others.

Their faces turned pale, eyes filled with disbelief and immense humiliation.

Xuan Yuan Continent's top Prodigy, Jian Buping... couldn't even take a casual slap from the opponent?!

This... how is this possible?!

Is this the strength of the Upper Realm alien races?

A bone-chilling despair instantly flooded everyone, dragging them from their status as favored children of heaven deep into the mud.