70: Chapter 70 Lin Yi Makes His Move, Ten Thousand Steles Resound!

His voice was righteous, putting on an act of seeking justice for Wang Teng.

In reality, he was itching for the two of them to start fighting.

Lin Yi glanced at him.

Just one glance.

The hair on the back of Xuan Ye's neck instantly stood on end.

But he forced himself not to retreat, instead continuing:

"What? Did I hit the mark, and now you're acting out of shame and anger?"

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and didn't look at him again.

Instead, he looked back at Wang Teng.

"You want to hear it?"

"Then I'll let you die with understanding."

He took two steps forward and, under everyone's gaze, spoke slowly.

"In your first form, the starting point of your force is wrong."

"In the opening of the Desolate Ancient Emperors Fist, the source of power is three inches below the Dantian, drawing from the momentum of heaven and earth to lift upward."

"And you? You're exerting force from your shoulders and smashing downward."

"The direction is completely reversed."

"What you've produced has, at most, thirty percent of the original's power."

Wang Teng's expression changed.

"Nonsense! My Emperor-Bearing Dao Body naturally resonates with the Emperor Dao Laws; how could I possibly be wrong?"

Lin Yi ignored him and continued.

"In your second form, your Meridians' circulation path follows the Ren Meridian."

"But the core of the second form of the Ancient Desolate Scripture follows the Du Meridian in parallel with the Eight Extraordinary Meridians."

"You've even taken the wrong path; half of the power you draw out is fighting against itself inside your body."

"Feel it for yourself: every time you reach the seventh Cycle, don't you feel a tightness in your chest?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Teng's face turned from livid to deathly pale.

He realized that Lin Yi was absolutely right.

Previously, while he was comprehending the Emperor Scripture...

...every time he reached the seventh Cycle, his chest indeed felt tight.

He had always thought it was because the Emperor Scripture was too powerful and his body couldn't handle it yet.

But now he realized he had simply taken the wrong path.

But at this moment, with so many people watching...

...he was unwilling to admit it.

Not even if he died!

He, Wang Teng, couldn't afford to lose face like this!

"Lin Yi, you're talking nonsense!"

"You've never even comprehended the Ancient Desolate Scripture, how could you possibly know these things!"

"You're trying to trick me! You want to coax out this young master's insights!"

Wang Teng's voice carried a hysterical shrillness.

Lin Yi sighed and continued to twist the knife:

"The third form."

"Your third form is even more ridiculous."

"When finally withdrawing the fist, the Emperors Qi should be restrained and returned to the origin, hidden within the bones."

"Instead, you're directly releasing the Emperors Qi, creating a bunch of flashy visions."

"It looks impressive, but in reality, all the Qi has leaked away."

"In a real fight, you'd be half-crippled yourself after a single punch."

"Is this your so-called resonance with heaven and earth?"

"It's nothing more than a side effect of you being unable to control your power, causing the Emperors Qi to run wild."

Having said this, Lin Yi stopped.

The entire Stele Forest was dead silent.

All the Prodigies were stunned in place.

Every word Lin Yi spoke was extremely specific.

Specific down to where the force starts, how the Meridians flow, and where the Qi is gathered when withdrawing the punch.

An analysis of this depth couldn't possibly be nonsense.

Unless his understanding of the Ancient Desolate Scripture was far beyond Wang Teng's.

Wang Teng's lips were trembling.

He wanted to retort.

But he couldn't find a reason to.

Because every problem Lin Yi pointed out...

...had accurately struck the "wrongness" he had vaguely felt while he was Cultivating.

Those "wrongnesses" he had always chosen to ignore.

"Impossible..."

Wang Teng's voice was hoarse.

"You haven't sat down to comprehend a single stele... how could you possibly..."

"Words alone are no proof!"

Seeing things going south, Xuan Ye stepped forward again, his voice shrill.

"Lin Yi, you want to negate Emperor Son Wang Teng's comprehension with just your mouth?"

"If you're so capable, perform it yourself and let everyone see if you're just grandstanding!"

After speaking, he swept a smug glance around.

He felt he had grasped Lin Yi's weakness.

You say he's no good, then if you're so good, you do it.

Lin Yi turned to look at Xuan Ye.

This time, he didn't just give a glance.

"Xuan Ye."

"Do you want to try too?"

Xuan Ye's heart skipped a beat, but his mouth remained stubborn.

"I'm just speaking fairly for Emperor Son Wang Teng, don't change the subject!"

"If you have the ability, strike it out for everyone to see!"

"Fine."

Lin Yi nodded.

Then, he raised his right fist.

There was no wind-up.

No visions were summoned.

He didn't even strike a pose.

He just casually threw a punch forward.

Boom!

The heavens collapsed and the earth split.

The moment this punch was thrown, every single stone stele in the entire Ten Thousand Law Stele Forest resonated simultaneously.

The runes on hundreds of stone steles all lit up!

Golden threads of Law flew out from every stele, weaving together in the Void Realm to form a massive heavenly net of Laws.

And the core of this heavenly net was precisely that punch thrown by Lin Yi.

Above the Stele Forest.

A thousand-zhang-tall phantom of the Ancient Desolate Emperor emerged.

That phantom was more than a hundred times larger than the emperors shadow summoned by Wang Teng.

The Emperor's phantom raised its fist, perfectly synchronized with Lin Yi's movements.

It also threw a punch.

Bang!

The Void Realm exploded.

The shockwave from that punch directly sent the debris and spiritual mist within a thousand-zhang radius...

...and even several Prodigies who couldn't dodge in time, flying away.

And the one who bore the brunt of it was Xuan Ye, who stood between Lin Yi and Wang Teng.

That fist wind was like a transparent wall.

It slammed directly into him.

"Pfft!"

Xuan Ye didn't even have a chance to react.

The protective spiritual light on his chest shattered like paper.

He was sent flying backward, rolling seven or eight times on the ground before slamming into a stone stele and stopping.

He lay on the ground, blood mixed with broken teeth gushing from his mouth, several ribs broken.

He couldn't get up for a long time.

Lin Yi withdrew his fist, not even giving him a glance.

"This is my insight!"

"Ye Chen isn't qualified to be at the table, and trash like you isn't qualified either!"

"Are you convinced?"

Those last three words weren't addressed to Xuan Ye.

They were addressed to everyone.

"Hahaha, Xuan Ye, you idiot!"

"Didn't you tell Big Brother Lin Yi to perform it for you?"

"What, now that my Big Brother actually performed it, you're unhappy again!"

Xu Chen pointed at Xuan Ye and mocked him incessantly while munching on a spiritual fruit.

At this moment, within the Stele Forest.

Not a single person dared to speak.

Because they had seen it with their own eyes.

That punch from Lin Yi had triggered the resonance of the entire Stele Forest.

All the stone steles lit up simultaneously.

The phantom of the Ancient Desolate Emperor had emerged of its own accord, punching in sync with him.

What did this mean?

It meant that his understanding of the Ancient Desolate Scripture had already gained the recognition of the Stele Forest itself.

No, it wasn't just recognition.

It was resonance.

It was the remnant will of the Ancient Desolate Emperor left in this Stele Forest paying respects to him.

And what about Wang Teng?

His three fist forms had only triggered Law fluctuations in a small area near the main stele.

Compared to the Resonance of Ten Thousand Steles triggered by Lin Yi's single punch...

...it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

The gap was too vast.

So vast it drove one to despair.

At the periphery of the Stele Forest.

The Prodigies and elder figures who had been watching all sucked in a breath of cold air.

"My God!"

"The Resonance of Ten Thousand Steles! It's actually the Resonance of Ten Thousand Steles!"