115: Chapter 115 One Against Two, Fist Subdues Two Heroes!

Chu Wanjun stood in place, his face twitching.

He had originally wanted to stall further.

Stall until Chu Chengdao prioritized the bigger picture, stall until the Chu Family's internal strife grew a bit more chaotic.

Stall until Lin Yi was tied down by the Wang Family, then he would take over the situation smoothly.

But Wang Lie had already laid everything bare.

To keep pretending would make him a laughingstock.

Chu Wanjun looked up, his sleeves fluttering as his Quasi-Emperor imperial might suddenly spread out.

"Chu Chengdao."

"You've sat in the position of Family Head long enough."

As he spoke, the Second Elder, Third Elder, and Seventh Elder stepped forward simultaneously.

Behind the three of them, over a dozen high-ranking members of the Chu Family followed suit.

These people usually hid themselves very deeply.

At this moment, they were finally all revealed.

The faces of many Chu Family Disciples turned pale.

No one expected that these people, who usually sat at the head of the Ancestral Hall...

...had actually colluded with the Wang Family long ago!

High in the sky, the Wang Family warship loomed over the area.

Three Quasi-Emperors held the line.

Dozens of Peak Saint Kings stood around.

The Wang Family Cultivators had even sealed off all paths of retreat.

Some people's throats tightened, their voices trembling.

"The Wang Family has brought out their entire foundation."

"Something major is going to happen to the Chu Family."

"Chu Wanjun's faction has also come out in full force."

"Seven against five, how can we fight?"

"The Family Head's faction probably won't be able to hold on."

Those clansmen who were originally wavering now felt their legs go weak.

Wang Lie raised his hand and clenched it, as Ancient Emperor Saint Runes lit up on his body.

That aura was extremely domineering, directly causing the beams and stones of the Ancestral Hall to creak and crack.

He took a step forward and threw a punch.

"Lin Yi."

"Today, I'll collect the debt from the Imperial Fall Valley with interest."

Boom!

The fist print pressed down.

Desolate Ancient imperial intent filled the Void Realm.

An ancient fist print smashed down from high altitude, causing the air along its path to explode.

This was the complete Desolate Ancient Emperors Fist.

Wang Teng had only learned the superficial aspects.

Only Wang Lie's punch could be considered the real deal.

On the other side, Chu Ningshuang had also gone completely mad.

More and more black veins crawled across her face, and the evil energy within her body was no longer concealed.

She raised both hands.

A sky full of black mist surged out from her body, covering half of the Ancestral Hall in an instant.

The black mist was filled with Corrosive Yin Power, specifically targeting flesh and biting at vitality.

"Lin Yi!"

"You must die today!"

She shrieked, and the black mist transformed into pitch-black chains, lunging straight for Lin Yi's vital points.

Wang Lie led the attack.

Chu Ningshuang provided restraint.

One righteous and one evil, two forces pressed down one after another.

This scene made many people's scalps tingle.

Just as Chu Wanqing was about to step forward, Lin Yi raised his hand to stop her.

"There's no need for the three of you to act."

"In today's situation, I will collect both the principal and the interest for you."

Chu Wanqing's heart warmed, and she obediently stopped.

Su Yuxi stood nearby, the corners of her mouth curling slightly.

"These two really know how to pick a time to go looking for a beating."

Shen Qingyue said nothing else, only taking half a step forward to guard Chu Wanqing's side.

Just as Wang Lie and Chu Ningshuang's attacks were about to reach him.

Chu Chengdao suddenly laughed.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it was terrifyingly cold.

"You've finally all decided to jump out."

"This Emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Wanjun's expression changed abruptly.

Wang Lie's brow furrowed.

In the next moment, Chu Chengdao suddenly raised his hand.

"Nine Extremes Abyss Suppression Array, activate!"

Boom!

Explosions rang out simultaneously from all four directions of the Chu Family's ancestral land.

The Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, Sixth Elder, and Eighth Elder appeared simultaneously from the depths of the ancestral land, standing in four directions.

The Quasi-Emperor imperial might of the four was fully unleashed, and their Dao Laws intertwined.

They instantly merged with Chu Chengdao's aura.

Following that, nine large flags descended from the heavens.

The flags covered the sky.

Imperial runes filled the air.

With each flag that fell, the world grew a bit heavier.

In an instant, the nine large flags suppressed the nine directions of the Chu Family, sealing off the inside and outside, and crushing the Void Realm.

Those were no ordinary Formation Flags.

They were the extreme dao imperial weapons passed down from the Chu Family's ancestors.

The Nine Extremes Abyss Suppression Flags!

Rumor has it that during the Immortal Ancient Era, the Chu Family's ancestors once used this array to suppress the source of the bizarre.

Today, this array finally displayed its power once again.

Wang Lie's body sank, and the Ancient Emperor Saint Runes on his body stalled.

Chu Wanjun's face changed even more drastically.

"Impossible!"

"Didn't you always fail to repair this array!"

Chu Chengdao gripped his war spear, his face expressionless.

"I lied to you."

As soon as he spoke.

Chu Wanjun's face turned green.

The Second Elder shouted in shock and anger.

"Chu Chengdao, you played us!"

Chu Chengdao didn't bother to reply.

With a flick of his war spear, he charged out.

The space above the Ancestral Hall exploded.

Before the Second Elder could retreat, his chest was pierced through by a spear.

Blood splattered across the sky.

Seeing this, the Third Elder summoned a hand seal, preparing to counterattack.

Chu Chengdao shattered the hand seal with a backhand palm, then swept his war spear, causing the Third Elder to explode on the spot.

The Seventh Elder turned to run.

He only managed three steps.

A spear light pierced through him from behind, pinning him to a stone pillar of the Ancestral Hall.

Three breaths.

Three Quasi-Emperor Elders were completely wiped out.

There was a massive uproar inside and outside the Ancestral Hall.

The faces of those who were wavering earlier were now frozen.

This wasn't being forced into a corner.

Chu Chengdao had clearly sharpened his blade long ago, waiting for these people to offer up their necks themselves.

Chu Wanjun was both shocked and furious, shouting loudly.

"Four against five, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!!"

Just as he finished shouting, the imperial might of the Nine Extremes Abyss Suppression Array increased by another layer.

The three Wang Family Quasi-Emperors' bodies sank simultaneously, their auras suppressed significantly.

Wang Lie's face also darkened.

"My Dao body and cultivation are both being suppressed."

Chu Chengdao pointed his war spear directly at Chu Wanjun.

"Still uncertain?"

"Where do you get the nerve to say those words."

"None of you will leave today."

Up in the sky, Chu Chengdao had already begun his slaughter.

On the ground, Lin Yi also moved.

He looked at the descending imperial fist and the swirling black mist, a cold smile curling on his lips.

"A substitute's fist."

"A filthy body pieced together."

"With just this level of skill, you dare to bark in front of me."

As his voice fell, he took a step forward, and the Hongmeng Creation phenomenon unfolded behind him.

Stars circulated, and Chaos churned.

A Domain directly expanded, sweeping both Wang Lie and Chu Ningshuang inside.

Hongmeng Domain!

Wang Lie's punch was the first to enter.

As a result, as soon as the fist print entered the Domain, its aura began to collapse.

Layer after layer peeled away.

The imperial intent was ground down.

The fist light was assimilated.

By the time it reached Lin Yi, it was already just an empty shell.

Lin Yi raised his hand and squeezed.

Snap!

The entire fist print shattered instantly.

The black mist released by Chu Ningshuang fared even worse.

As soon as the black mist touched the Grandmist Qi, it dissolved in large patches.

That Corrosive Yin Power didn't even have a chance to struggle before being completely refined.

Chu Ningshuang's pupils constricted.

"Impossible!"

Lin Yi raised his leg and kicked.

Bang!

Chu Ningshuang was sent flying, crashing through half of a hall wall.

She rolled out of the ruins, her mouth full of blood.

Just as she got up, Lin Yi had already moved in front of Wang Lie.

Wang Lie roared, both fists striking out as he unleashed the Desolate Ancient Emperors Fist nine times in succession, the fist light filling the air.

It caused the Hongmeng Domain to vibrate.

"Trash fist technique, you should also taste This Holy Son's fist!"

Lin Yi simply raised his right hand and threw a punch.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion rang out.

Wang Lie's nine fist lights shattered inch by inch.

His chest felt tight, and he was knocked back a dozen steps, the stone slabs beneath his feet exploding in sequence.

Just as he stabilized himself, Lin Yi had already closed in.

He pressed down with a palm.

Wang Lie blocked with both arms.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Wang Lie's face turned pale, and his body almost knelt down.

"This Ancient Emperor Saint Body of yours is quite lackluster."

"Wang Teng is a waste, and you are a waste too!"

"After hiding for so many years, this is all you've managed to cultivate?"