49: Chapter 49 A cornered beast fights on, a source explosion buries the heavens!

Ye Chen stood at the center of the ocean of Spiritual Liquid, a purple-black light soaring into the sky from his entire body.

His body was no longer recognizable as human.

His skin was completely cracked, muscles were turned inside out, and his blood evaporated into a bloody mist.

But on his face hung a smile twisted to the extreme.

“Lin Yi!”

“You stole my Opportunity!”

“You took my Divine Source!”

“You stripped me of my Cultivation Technique!”

“You killed my Dao Protector!”

“Today, I will use this life to trade for yours!”

He spread his arms wide.

The destructive power accumulated within his body had already reached its critical point.

In three breaths' time.

This power would completely erupt.

At that time, within a thousand-foot radius, not a single blade of grass would remain.

Even a powerhouse of the True God Realm caught in it would be severely injured.

Lin Yi stood where he was, unmoving.

The Hongmeng Vision behind him was not deployed.

The heavenly emperor cauldron was not summoned.

He just quietly watched Ye Chen.

There was no tension or fear in his eyes.

There wasn't even a hint of a ripple.

“Senior Brother Lin! Get away quickly!”

Xu Chen was jumping with anxiety in the distance.

Su Yuxi also frowned slightly, preparing to act.

But Lin Yi raised his hand, signaling her not to Move.

“Three breaths?”

Lin Yi spoke softly.

“Too long.”

“One breath is enough to destroy you!”

Saying that, he raised his right fist.

Ye Chen felt the power gathering on that fist.

In that instant.

The madness on his face froze.

Replacing it was a pure fear coming from the depths of his Soul.

On that fist.

There was a power he had never felt before.

It wasn't ordinary spiritual power.

It wasn't the power of the Law of the Human Dao.

But a higher level of something, something nearly approaching the Dao.

Heavenly Emperor Fist.

One punch out, ten thousand Daos destroyed!

In an instant, Lin Yi threw the punch.

There were no fancy Moves.

No magnificent visions.

Just a simple, single punch blasted out.

But it was this one punch.

The entire underground cavity went silent.

The wind stopped.

The Spiritual Liquid no longer surged.

Even the mineral crystal fragments falling from the ceiling were suspended in mid-air.

All things stood still.

Only that punch moved forward.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly.

He saw that fist.

He saw the faint patterns on the surface of the fist.

Those patterns were not carved by man.

But the trajectory of the Great Dao itself.

He had accumulated his own life and the cultivation of two Dao Protectors.

The destructive power condensed from the forbidden secret techniques of the Source Heaven Master lineage.

Yet, this power, before that fist.

Was like thin ice under a scorching sun.

Boom!

The moment the fist's edge touched the purple-black light on Ye Chen's body.

A dull, extreme vibration rang out.

It wasn't an explosion.

But annihilation.

The Source Explosion power Ye Chen had painstakingly accumulated was dismantled from its most basic structure by the Heavenly Emperor Fist's Fist Intent.

The purple-black light was like shredded paper, peeling off layer by layer.

That destructive power sufficient to destroy a thousand-foot radius.

Before the Heavenly Emperor Fist, it couldn't even manage to explode.

It was directly dispersed.

The remaining force of the fist's edge didn't diminish at all.

It accurately imprinted itself on Ye Chen's glabella.

Ye Chen's expression froze.

The madness, fear, resentment, and despair on his face.

All of it solidified at that moment.

His lips moved.

He seemed to want to say something.

But no sound could come from his throat anymore.

“Crack!”

A tiny, crisp sound.

Starting from Ye Chen's glabella.

A crack quickly spread across his entire body.

Followed by a second, then a third.

Countless cracks intertwined, cutting his body into innumerable fragments.

The next instant.

Ye Chen's Physical Body along with his Divine Soul were completely erased from the most fundamental level under the Heavenly Emperor Fist's Fist Intent.

Completely turned into nothingness!

Not even a speck of ash remained!

The wind began to blow again.

The suspended mineral crystal fragments continued to fall.

The Spiritual Liquid resumed its surging.

Everything was as usual.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Except that in this world, there was one less person named Ye Chen.

Lin Yi withdrew his fist.

His expression was calm.

Even his breathing hadn't changed.

“That's the second one! Who's the next unlucky guy?”

He said softly, his tone casual.

Behind him.

Everyone was stunned.

Xu Chen's spiritual fruit dropped to the ground.

His mouth was wide open in a large circle, unable to close for a long time.

“One... one punch?”

The little fat man's voice was trembling.

“That Ye Chen was about to self-detonate, and even Elder Wang Hong couldn't suppress that aura.”

“Senior Brother Lin just... one punch and he's gone?”

“He didn't even let him succeed in self-detonating?”

He turned back to look at the equally dumbfounded Tianxuan Disciples.

Everyone looked at each other.

After a while.

Xu Chen swallowed hard.

“I've decided.”

“From now on, whatever Senior Brother Lin tells me to carry, I'll carry.”

“If he tells me to go east, I'll never go west.”

“I'd even wipe his shoe soles!”

“Don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Lin Yi isn't that kind of person!”

A nearby Tianxuan Disciple pulled at him.

“Be serious!”

Xu Chen said with a serious face: “I am being serious! Didn't you see that punch just now?”

“If that punch hit me, not even a speck of me would remain!”

“Anyone who opposes Senior Brother Lin Yi is a fool! Those who follow him are the smart ones!”

Several Disciples nodded one after another.

The words were crude but the logic was sound.

Those Loose Cultivator Prodigies who had rushed to watch the spectacle and then fled in all directions in fear.

By now, they also gradually stopped their steps.

They looked back toward the underground cavity.

The purple-clad Sword Cultivator's face was as white as paper.

“Ye Chen is dead?”

The Grey-clothed Cultivator smiled bitterly: “More than just dead, he couldn't even self-detonate before being blown apart by a single punch!”

“Do you know what that means?”

The purple-clad Sword Cultivator shook his head.

The Grey-clothed Cultivator took a deep breath.

“It means the power of Lin Yi's punch has already exceeded the limit of Ye Chen burning his entire cultivation and the power of two Dao Protectors!”

“Someone at the Peak of Spirit Transformation threw a punch with power exceeding the Peak of the Venerable Realm!”

“This kind of talent, this kind of Physique, this kind of combat power.”

“Within the same generation of the Three Thousand Dao Domains, you could probably count them on one hand.”

The purple-clad Sword Cultivator was silent for a good while.

“No!”

He shook his head, his voice very soft.

“One hand is too many.”

Inside the cavity.

Su Yuxi looked at Lin Yi's back, the shock in her beautiful eyes unable to dissipate for a long time.

Heavenly Emperor Fist.

She was an Empress in her past life and had seen countless peerless Divine Abilities.

But the overbearing nature of this fist technique still exceeded her understanding.

One punch annihilates a Source Explosion, one punch obliterates the Divine Soul!

It was clean and efficient to a hair-raising degree.

Most importantly.

When Lin Yi threw this punch, he didn't even activate the vision of the Hongmeng Chaos Body.

Which meant.

He hadn't even used his full strength.

Su Yuxi pursed her lips.

That complex emotion within her heart surged up again.

This man's growth speed was already fast enough to make even her, a Reborn Empress, feel pressure.

If this continued.

Before long, she really would only be able to look up at his back.

This thought made Su Yuxi feel a bit unwilling.

But within that unwillingness, there was also a hint of inexplicable peace of mind.

With such a person standing in front.

It seemed there was no need to fear any storms!

Chu Wanqing, on the other hand, had stars in her eyes.

“Brother Lin Yi is so handsome!”

She tugged on Shen Qingyue's sleeve, jumping with excitement.

“Sister Qingyue, did you see? One punch! Just one punch!”

“Brother Lin Yi used only one punch to blow up that annoying guy!”