Despite this extremely vicious attack, Hong Xuanji remained unmoved.
He didn't even dodge; his internal energy and blood just trembled slightly.
boom!
A surge of pure, powerful yang energy erupted from the top of his head, transforming into a crimson plume of smoke that pierced through heaven and earth.
The gray "Five Deaths of Heaven and Man" poison, upon contact with this blood energy, emitted a "sizzling" sound and was completely burned away.
"Um?"
The God of Plague let out a gasp of surprise.
Just then, Hong Xuan moved.
He took a step forward, and the whole world seemed to tremble violently with his step. "Martial artists take the place of gods and heavens, grasping the key to the Dao and the life and death of all living beings!"
"Today, I will show you what true tyranny is!"
With a long roar, he unleashed the essence of his life's martial arts skills.
The cycle of birth and death in the heavens!
Buzz!
A gigantic, boundless roulette wheel appeared behind him.
That roulette wheel had no specific form, yet it seemed to contain all the mysteries of the gods, the life and death of all realms, and the changing of eras.
"kill!"
Hong Xuanji unleashed a punch, the intent of which materialized and directly locked onto the Plague God.
This punch is called "Death Wheel"!
Wherever the fist passed, all life was extinguished, the laws withered, and the Great Dao collapsed.
It transformed into an absolute death zone.
The God of Plague's expression changed drastically.
The Dao of Death that he controlled felt completely suppressed and controlled by the opponent's domineering and unparalleled death fist intent.
He dared not confront it head-on, and his figure transformed into a source of plague, about to flee.
But Hong Xuanji's fist seemed to have anticipated all his changes, following him like a shadow and striking instantly.
"No!"
The God of Plague only had time to let out a terrified scream.
His source of plague was completely crushed and obliterated by the "Death Wheel" fist intent!
A powerful God, a being at the level of a half-step Heavenly Lord.
He died on the spot!
"What!"
"How is this possible!"
Both the Lord of Cause and Effect and the Lord of the Five Elements were horrified.
They never expected this.
In a single exchange, the Plague God, whose strength was comparable to theirs, was blown apart by a single punch from the opponent!
"Attack together! Form the Five Elements Karma Array!"
The Lord of Cause and Effect was the first to react and shouted sternly.
He formed a hand seal, and countless threads of cause and effect flew out from his body, instantly sealing off this world.
The Five Elements Lord also intervened at the same time.
The Five Elements Laws transformed into five long rivers of law—green, red, yellow, white, and black—which intertwined with the threads of cause and effect, forming a deadly array that trapped Hong Xuanji within.
Within the formation, cause and effect were reversed, and the five elements were disordered, transforming into a chaotic wasteland capable of annihilating a Heavenly Monarch.
"Even a grain of rice can shine?"
Hong Xuanji, standing at the center of the formation, let out a wild laugh, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.
He threw out both fists at once, and the huge phantom of the "Wheel of Life and Death of All Heavens" behind him spun wildly.
"All Heavens Wheel! Break!"
He joined his fists together, transforming them into a supreme divine fist capable of splitting the heavens and earth, and slammed it fiercely into the Five Elements of Cause and Effect Array.
Click!
Click!
The formation set up by the two half-step Heavenly Lords was shattered by a single punch.
=The Lord of Cause and Effect and the Lord of Five Elements simultaneously coughed up blood and flew backward.
Before they could regain their footing, Hong Xuanji's figure had already appeared before the Five Elements Heavenly Lord like a ghost.
This time, he used the "Life Wheel" technique!
With a single punch, boundless and violent vitality was forcefully poured into the body of the Five Elements Heavenly Lord.
The Heavenly Lord of the Five Elements, whose body was composed of laws, was instantly out of balance under the impact of this chaotic vitality. The five elements were reversed, and finally, with a "boom", it exploded from the inside, turning into a rain of light.
The Lord of Cause and Effect panicked; even his soul trembled.
Without hesitation, he burned all his essence, ready to tear through space and time to escape.
However.
A large, iron-like hand had already gripped his neck.
Hong Xuanji's cold face was inches away. "Before my Wheel of Life and Death, where do you think you can escape to?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his grip with his five fingers.
"Snap!"
He crushed the head of the God of Cause and Effect with his bare hands.
...
The Heavenly Realm, the Heavenly Palace.
Fang Han, who was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing and comprehend the profound meaning of the Creation Divine Fist, suddenly opened his eyes.
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden strode in from outside the hall and said urgently, "Fang Han, something terrible has happened."
"Powerful outsiders wreaked havoc and plundered in the Immortal Realm, causing heavy losses to the Heavenly Court, and even the Heavenly Monarchs were killed in battle!"
Upon hearing this news, Fang Han was first taken aback, then suddenly stood up.
The terrifying aura of thirteen chaotic eras emanating from him suddenly erupted, causing the entire palace to hum.
"Have they finally come out?"
"Perfect timing! I need a few opponents to practice the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist! Where are they located?"
...
The Celestial Realm, the Vast Continent.
The Sutra Repository.
This place holds countless ancient texts and secret techniques collected by the Dynasty of Truth over countless eras.
But now.
All the restrictions had failed, the gate was wide open, and Hong Yi was strolling inside with his hands behind his back.
He was dressed in a simple scholar's robe, and had a gentle and refined demeanor.
He doesn't seem like a world-destroying powerhouse, but more like a scholar who has come to seek out classical texts.
In his eyes, countless hexagrams appeared and disappeared, tracing the trajectory of all things.
The profound truths of the I Ching flowed through his heart.
The flow of fortune, the hiding places of treasures, and the nodes of laws throughout the entire Great Continent of Bosuo, and even more distant star fields.
All of this is clearly presented in his calculations.
This is Yi Zi.
Know the past, understand the present, and determine the future.
Just as he was about to deduce the location of the next core treasure vault of the Holy Land of Truth, he stopped and a smile appeared on his lips.
He turned around and looked at the entrance of the library.
A violent, vast pressure, powerful enough to suffocate even ordinary Heavenly Lords, seeped out from the void, filling every inch of space.
A figure shattered the frozen space and appeared at the doorway.
The newcomer was dressed in black, with a cold and stern face, and his eyes burned with fierce anger and fighting spirit.
It was Fang Han.
At this moment, Fang Han's aura was several times stronger than when he was at the Feathered Gate.
His cultivation spanned thirteen chaotic eras, allowing him to resonate with the laws of the celestial realm with every move he made, as if he were the darling of this world and the protagonist of an era.
His gaze was fixed on Hong Yi. "What is your relationship with Feng Baiyu?"
Hong Yi smiled slightly, pondered for a moment, and said calmly, "The relationship between ruler and subject."
boom!
Fang Han's killing intent erupted completely!
"Excellent! What a fine relationship between ruler and subject!"
He grinned maliciously, "Since that's the case, then I'll kill you, my subject, first, and then I'll take the king's dog's life!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move!
There was no probing, no holding back.
His first move was a devastating, earth-shattering killing blow!
"Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist!"
With a roar, Fang Han unleashed the primal power within his body, which had fused with the treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens, and began to circulate.
He threw a punch!
This punch contains the supreme divine power of creation!
In an instant.
The entire Sutra Repository, along with the surrounding land stretching for thousands of miles, was instantly transformed into the most primordial chaos under the influence of this punch.
The phantoms of the thirty-three great worlds appeared, died, and cycled around Fang Han's fist!
The suppressive power of the Heaven-Suppressing Ring, the covering power of the Heaven-Covering Wheel, the devastating power of the Heaven-Destroying Sword...
Thirty-three completely different supreme treasures and profound techniques are perfectly integrated into this punch.
Its power was pushed to its limit.
A 300-fold increase in combat power!
This punch has already surpassed the attack limit of fifteen ordinary Chaos Era Heavenly Monarchs!
Faced with this devastating attack, Hong Yi remained standing still, without even budging a step.
He simply raised his index finger and gently tapped it against the surging phantom of the thirty-three worlds.
"The Bridge to the Other Shore".
Buzz!
A golden divine bridge, spanning time and space and seemingly extending from nothingness, appeared out of thin air beneath Hong Yi's feet.
One end of the Divine Bridge connects to Hong Yi.
On the other end, it disappeared into the unknown depths of space and time.
It exudes an aura of immortality, eternity, and transcendence.
Before this divine bridge, both raging energy and chaotic laws become docile and orderly.
Fang Han's supreme divine fist, capable of shattering an entire immortal realm, vanished the moment it touched the Bridge to the Other Shore, as if a clay ox had entered the sea. It was completely dissolved and disappeared without a trace by an incomprehensible supreme principle.
It was as if that punch had never happened.
"this……"
Fang Han's sinister smile froze completely.
He couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes.
His supreme divine fist, personally taught by the Immortal King of Creation, was a trump card that allowed him to challenge powerful enemies across several eras of cultivation. Yet, it was so easily neutralized by the opponent.
What exactly is that golden bridge?
"The Creation Fist, which manipulates creation and opens up the world, is indeed an unparalleled martial art."
Hong Yi's voice drifted over, "It's a pity that you only grasped the form, not the spirit."
"Your fist contains only destructive brutality, but no true meaning of creation."
"You used it wrong."
The words fell.
Hong Yi's figure had already disappeared from the bridge to the other side.
The next moment.
He appeared in front of Fang Han without warning and threw a punch as well.
Fang Han was shocked!
The Heavenly Monarch's essence within his body burned wildly, and the thirty-three supreme treasures of the heavens trembled together, transforming into a thirty-three-colored protective divine light that enveloped him layer by layer.
This was his strongest defense, and he was confident that even a Celestial King himself would not be able to break through it in one blow.
However, Hong Yi's fist landed on the protective divine light.
"Bang!"
The defense composed of thirty-three King-grade Immortal Artifacts was so fragile and easily destroyed in front of Hong Yi's fist.
The thirty-three-colored divine light shattered inch by inch!
The force of the punch traveled straight in and landed solidly on Fang Han's chest.
"puff!"
Fang Han felt as if he had been struck by billions of stars. He was sent flying backward, and the golden blood he spat out stained the void in front of him.
A fist-shaped mark, penetrating from front to back, appeared on the chest of his celestial body.
Countless fine cracks spread from the fist imprint as the center to the rest of the body.
If it weren't for his powerful origin and the protection of the Creation Immortal King's power, this single punch would have been enough to shatter his physical body.
"Why……"
Fang Han forced himself to steady himself, his face full of disbelief.
He couldn't understand why the opponent's punch was so domineering when he hadn't used any magic weapons or activated any earth-shattering supernatural powers.
This makes absolutely no sense!
"Because I am the truth."
Hong Yi seemed to see through his thoughts and spoke calmly.
He walked step by step from the void, and with each step he took, countless scriptures appeared beneath his feet, forming sage articles that enlighten all beings.
A grand, solemn aura, full of wisdom and order, emanated from him.
"What you cultivate is strength and technique."
"What I hold is reason, is the Way."
"Your fist wants to destroy the world. My fist is the world itself."
As he spoke, the phantom of an enormous palace slowly appeared behind him.
The palace was ancient and solemn.
It seems to gather the wisdom of all sages from ancient times to the present, and the crystallization of all civilizations.
It was Hong Yi who personally forged the other shore artifact, the king of divine artifacts—the Temple of All Saints!
Buzz!
The moment the phantom of the Temple of All Saints appeared, the entire world fell silent.
Fang Han was horrified to discover that his connection with the Heavenly Dao had been forcibly severed!
"What...is this?" Fang Han's voice trembled.
"This is the Temple of Saints, the place where reason resides, and the destination of civilization."
Hong Yi's voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Fang Han, you are born with the destiny of an era, yet you only know how to act recklessly. Today, I will show you what true power is."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at Fang Han in the distance.
The illusory image of the Temple of Saints behind him instantly solidified, transforming into an unparalleled divine mountain that suppressed the entire world, pressing down on Fang Han!
"Open it for me!"
Fang Han roared, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
He endured his injuries and once again activated the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist.
"Heaven-Covering Hand!"
A gigantic hand, blotting out the sky, reached out from behind him, its five fingers spread wide, as if it could grasp the entire heavens in its palm, lifting upwards in an attempt to block the descending Temple of Saints.
"Burning Heaven Palm!"
Another giant hand, burning with the raging flames of creation, followed closely behind, striking the Temple of Saints in an attempt to melt it down.
The combined power of the two Creation God Fists, when unleashed simultaneously, is enough to shake even the celestial realm.
However.
The Temple of All Saints remained completely unmoved despite the attacks of the two divine fists.
Whether it was the covering power of the "Heaven-Covering Hand" or the burning power of the "Heaven-Burning Palm," both were neutralized and absorbed by the countless sage texts inscribed on the temple the moment they approached it.
It was as if all violent forces had lost their meaning in the face of "reason".
Boom!
The Temple of All Saints pressed down with unstoppable force.
The two giant hands that Fang Han had conjured were easily crushed.
He himself was slammed from the sky by that irresistible suppressive force, crashing down onto the chaotic earth below.
The earth trembled violently, and a bottomless crater appeared in the chaos.
Fang Han lay at the bottom of the pit, his bones shattered, and even his Heavenly Monarch Origin had become dim and lifeless.
He struggled to stand up, only to find that his body was as if it were being pressed down by billions of ancient divine mountains, unable to move an inch.
The Temple of Saints hovered above his head, with countless chains of divine order hanging down, locking him firmly in place.
Fang Han's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like thunder, "I refuse to accept this!" (End of Chapter)
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