171: Kill order!

Lin Jingyu's punch, condensed with the Prototype of the Rule of Strength and pure to the extreme, collided fiercely with Baal's meteor-like heavy punch, which burned with Molten Divine Light and was imbued with the Law of Destruction!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling energy Turbulence.

Only a dull thud that made hearts stop!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Centered on the point where the two fists collided, space instantly became covered with dense, pitch-black cracks, like shattered glass struck by a heavy hammer!

These cracks spread wildly, instantly covering the entire Ninth Arena!

The incomparably sturdy blood-colored barrier, capable of withstanding the aftermath of God King-level battles, groaned under the extreme collision of pure power and the Law of Destruction, twisting and fluctuating violently, flickering on and off, as if it could shatter completely at any moment!

The spectators outside the arena, whether they were the wildly roaring gamblers or the powerful Heavenly Gods, all felt as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats!

All sounds ceased abruptly, leaving only the hissing of sharp intakes of breath and the frantic thumping of hearts!

Time seemed to freeze for an instant.

The next moment!

Baal's vertical pupils, burning with crimson-gold flames, on his monstrous dragon-like head covered in grotesque bone armor, suddenly contracted to the extreme!

An unprecedented, pure fear, originating from the depths of his Bloodline, instantly drenched his entire body like ice water!

"Roar—!!!"

A shrill, distorted roar squeezed out of Baal's throat, filled with unbelievable terror and extreme pain!

He felt an indescribable, irresistible, terrifying force, as if capable of shattering the entire world, violently surging into his body through his fist and arm!

This power was incomparably overbearing, disregarding his proud Molten Bloodline Power, disregarding the Law of Destruction he had painstakingly comprehended, and disregarding his dark-gold bone armor which was comparable to a Medium Grade Divine Artifact!

Crushing everything! Irresistible!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Baal's massive molten Divine Body, even more robust than Lin Jingyu's, shattered like porcelain struck from within by billions of tons of heavy hammers, his dark-gold bone armor cracking and exploding inch by inch!

His incomparably tough flesh, muscles, and bones groaned under the unbearable pressure, then were forcibly burst and torn apart by that violent power!

His molten giant arm, from the fist upwards, disintegrated and shattered inch by inch! Then his elbow, his shoulder... it spread all the way up!

"No—!!!" Baal let out a desperate roar, attempting to detonate his Divine Core for a final struggle.

Too late!

Lin Jingyu's eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old Profound Ice, and the power in his fist not only didn't weaken but erupted a second time in an instant!

The Great Dao Furnace Art operated at its limit, his internal Qi and blood roared like a chaos furnace, condensing all power into a single point!

Boom!!!

Baal's massive molten Divine Body, like a lit powder keg, exploded in front of Lin Jingyu's fist!

No flesh and blood flew!

Under that extremely compressed, terrifyingly pure punch, Baal's entire body, along with his Divine Core, was forcibly ground into the finest, reddish-brown dust mixed with bone powder and molten residue! As if completely incinerated!

The 'Molten Tyrant' Baal, a Peak Upper Heavenly God with the Molten Giant Beast Bloodline, capable of fighting ordinary Lower God Kings, was utterly annihilated, body and soul!

Deathly silence!

Absolute deathly silence!

The entire Blood Battle Corridor seemed to have been muted. Countless gazes were fixed on the Ninth Arena, staring at the slowly dissipating reddish dust, and at the figure behind the dust, slowly retracting his fist, covered in blood but standing like an ancient Demon God.

Drip.

A drop of viscous liquid, mixed with Baal's and other Heavenly Gods' divine blood, dripped from Lin Jingyu's chiseled jaw onto the arena, making a crisp sound that, in this deathly silence, was like a clap of thunder!

Buzz—!!!

The blood-colored token in Lin Jingyu's hand erupted with an unprecedented, blindingly fierce red light!

The numbers on it frantically jumped, finally settling on — one hundred!

[Ding! Killed Peak Upper Heavenly God (Molten Tyrant Baal)! Obtained 5,000,000 origin points!]

[Ding! Achieved a hundred consecutive victories in the Blood Battle Corridor! Obtained the title of Hundred Victories Champion!]

[Ding! Obtained Hundred Consecutive Victories Reward: Divine Crystal 1,000,000!]

[Ding! Obtained Hundred Consecutive Victories Special Reward: power law fragment (Pure) x1!]

[Ding! Obtained Hundred Consecutive Victories Special Reward: myriad tribulations divine stone (Body Refining Supreme Treasure) x1!]

The cold System prompts exploded in Lin Jingyu's mind like a barrage of cannon fire!

Massive amounts of origin points surged in!

A million Divine Crystals piled up like mountains, a dark-gold fragment emitting a heart-palpitating power fluctuation, and a pitch-black stone covered with natural tribulation marks instantly appeared before him!

"A hundred... a hundred consecutive victories... really... achieved?" In the stands, a True God murmured in a dreamlike state, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Lord Ba... Baal... was... was punched into dust?!" One of Baal's subordinates collapsed to the ground, his pants instantly soaked.

"Monster! He's a monster! The Lower Realm's God of Slaughter! Lin Jingyu!"

After a brief deathly silence, there was a hysterical roar of fanaticism that could have overturned the dome of the entire Blood Battle Corridor!

Countless gamblers went wild; they had witnessed a miracle!

A True God achieved a hundred consecutive victories in the Blood Battle Corridor!

Punching a Peak Upper Heavenly God into oblivion!

The elder in charge of the Ninth Arena was trembling slightly, his gaze towards Lin Jingyu filled with unprecedented awe.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and his voice boomed across the entire venue:

"Ninth Arena! Hundred consecutive victories achieved! Winner — Lin Jingyu!"

"Bestow, the title of Hundred Victories Champion!"

A thick, incredibly condensed blood-colored pillar of light descended from the sky, instantly enveloping Lin Jingyu!

Within the light pillar, a blood-colored emblem, formed from pure killing intent and the Corridor's rules, slowly materialized, branding itself onto Lin Jingyu's chest, emitting a heart-palpitating Divine Might!

This emblem represented his illustrious battle achievements in the Blood Battle Corridor, and even more, it was an invisible deterrent!

The blood-colored light pillar slowly dissipated.

Lin Jingyu felt the surging power within his body and the abundant gains in his System space, especially the alluring fluctuations emanating from the [power law fragment (Pure)], a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

A hundred consecutive victories was just the beginning.

He didn't even look at the piled-up million Divine Crystals, waving his hand to store them, along with the [myriad tribulations divine stone], into his System space.

Only the dark-gold [power law fragment] was held between his fingers, as he felt the mysterious aura within it, pointing directly to the Origin of Strength.

"Good stuff." Lin Jingyu's lips curved into a cold arc, and he directly pressed the fragment towards his glabella!

Buzz!

The fragment instantly fused!

A pure, vast torrent of the Profound Truth of the Rule of Strength, infinitely clearer than his previous scattered insights, surged into his Sea of Consciousness like a flood!

On the System panel, the comprehension level of the Rule of Strength instantly began to skyrocket!

Just then—

"Hmph! Hundred consecutive victories? You savage from the Lower Realm, your good days are over!"

A cold, arrogant voice, filled with unquestionable majesty, like the Divine Thunder of the Nine Heavens, suddenly boomed above the boiling Blood Battle Corridor!

The voice wasn't loud, but it instantly suppressed all the clamor, clearly reaching the ears of every living being, carrying a terrifying pressure that originated from a higher level of life!

Boom!

A King-level Divine Might, hundreds or even thousands of times more powerful than Baal's, descended like a tangible ancient Divine Mountain!

The space in the entire Ninth Arena area instantly solidified!

The frantic roars in the stands were cut off as if choked, countless beings below the Heavenly God Realm turned pale, falling to their knees in droves, trembling uncontrollably, unable even to lift their heads!

Several figures appeared silently above the Ninth Arena.

The leader wore a magnificent long robe, black as ink and embroidered with blood-red lightning patterns, his face obscured by a layer of distorted light and shadow, making it impossible to see clearly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and merely by standing there, fine black spatial cracks flickered around him, as if even space itself could not bear his presence!

That King-level Divine Might, which overshadowed the heavens and earth, originated from him!

Behind him, four figures stood respectfully, each with an aura as solid as a mountain, all of them Peak Heavenly Gods!

Their eyes were cold, staring at Lin Jingyu in the arena as if he were already dead.

"Middle... Middle God King!" The elder in charge of the Ninth Arena stammered, his voice trembling as he managed to utter a few words, his body uncontrollably bowing, cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

The Black Robe God King's gaze pierced through space, like a cold blade, falling upon Lin Jingyu, and even more so on the freshly minted Hundred Victories Champion emblem on his chest, with a hint of disdain and cruelty.

"Despicable Lower Realm insect, how dare you stir up trouble in the Divine Domain, slaughter the citizens of my God King Domain, and seize the glory of a hundred consecutive victories?"

The Black Robe God King's voice was like grinding ice, every word carrying bone-chilling killing intent, "By the decree of His Majesty Heavenly Punishment God King: Lower Realm criminal Lin Jingyu, defied Divine Might, his crimes are unforgivable! Immediately, apprehend him! His Divine Soul shall be cast into the 'Spirit Refining Prison' to suffer eternal torment!"

Boom!

With the Hunt and Kill Order issued, the entire Blood Battle Corridor fell into an icy silence!

All living beings were hushed, their gazes towards Lin Jingyu filled with pity and terror.

Heavenly Punishment God King! The esteemed Upper God King! His Hunt and Kill Order was synonymous with death in the Nine Heavens Divine Domain! No one dared to defy it!

Lin Jingyu slowly raised his head, his fingers clenching slightly around the [power law fragment].

Facing the Middle God King's Divine Might, which was capable of crushing stars, his bulging muscles tensed slightly, his Chaos Divine Body automatically activated, his Qi and blood roaring like a furnace, as he stubbornly resisted the pressure, his spine held perfectly straight!

There was no fear in his eyes, only a chilling killing intent, like ten thousand years of unmelting ice, piercing towards the Black Robe God King in the air.

"Heavenly Punishment's dog?" Lin Jingyu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the solidified space, carrying a deep-seated indifference and... mockery!

"You want to capture me? Just you few old dogs?"