The Might of the Heavenly Origin Realm

The Might of the Heavenly Origin Realm

"Heavenly Origin Realm—this monster is a mighty expert of the Heavenly Origin Realm!!"

Wu Wanyue of the Incense Burning Sect sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations ahead and cried out in shock.

The moment everyone heard this, their hearts and guts trembled with terror.

Heavenly Origin Realm! Only after great cultivators of the Spirit Attunement Realm reached the ninth level, comprehended heaven and earth, and began to grasp the Dao could they have a chance of breaking through to the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Among ordinary great cultivators at the Spirit Attunement Realm Peak, fewer than one in ten could break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Most remained stuck at the peak of Spirit Attunement, unable to advance another inch.

This showed just how rare Heavenly Origin Realm Cultivators were. It was also the true dividing line between cultivators and mortals. No matter how many mortals gathered together, they could never shake the status of a Heavenly Origin Realm Cultivator. It represented a cultivator stepping into a transcendent stage.

Even an empire as powerful as the Soaring Dragon Empire possessed only a single-digit number of Heavenly Origin Realm Cultivators. Every one of them was a terrifying existence renowned throughout a nation, an old monster who would not easily make a move. Yet now, such an existence had appeared at Azure Kingdom's Heaven-Worship Ceremony.

Most crucially, this terrifying existence apparently did not distinguish friend from foe and intended to kill every last one of them!

"Hahaha... It's rare to find so many cultivators brimming with life force gathered here. You can all become my nourishment as well!" Tiger Demon Ancestor laughed heartily, looking thoroughly delighted and carefree.

"I am the Grand Princess of the Qin Imperial Family of the Soaring Dragon Empire. I ask that Senior give my father, Qin Minglong, some face and spare our lives."

Qin Shiyue's pretty face was pale, but she still held her chin high and spoke calmly.

"Give Qin Minglong some face? Hahahaha..." The blue flying tiger laughed until its body shook. "What the hell is he? Is he worthy of me giving him face? Even if you're his daughter, if I kill you and casually flee somewhere farther away, he wouldn't dare come after me!"

"You...!" Qin Shiyue's beautiful eyes widened. Whether from fury or fear, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"How did this happen? How did things end up like this..." Ji Wuye looked even more dazed and lost.

It was over. Everything was over...

Rebellion, encirclement, slaughter—at this moment, it all seemed as laughable as children playing house.

Before absolute power, everything was a joke, like paper pasted together, easily poked through.

The key was that this was An Bulang's enemy!

Ji Wuye suddenly felt like coughing up blood.

They were merely being wiped out as collateral damage!!

Heaven truly toyed with men...

They had laid out a plan to surround and kill their enemy, only for that enemy to inexplicably bring over one of his own enemies, who then said he would conveniently wipe them all out too. If that wasn't heaven toying with men, what was? They had been about to win...

"An Bulang, you said you were damn amazing, and I believed you. But you couldn't have been so amazing that you'd attract a monster from the Heavenly Origin Realm, could you?" King Ji Yonghao was about to cry too. So this was the everything-under-control, guaranteed-win-no-matter-what promise An Bulang had given him?

At that moment, Tiger Demon Ancestor's black ghostly aura had become like a lid, sealing off an area over two hundred meters wide and enveloping everyone present.

Almost everyone had fallen into despair.

"Everything shall become this ancestor's nourishment... Hahaha... Once I finish this job, at worst I'll just change locations again..." All four human faces crammed together on Tiger Demon Ancestor's body wore savage grins.

An Bulang looked at the shivering crowd and pointed at Tiger Demon Ancestor. "See that? That's the standard look for an evil cultivator. That's a true great demon! Now look at me, such a handsome young man—do you still have the nerve to slander me as an evil cultivator?"

Uh...

Everyone froze.

We understand the logic, but what was the point of emphasizing that right now?

"Who allowed trash to speak?" Tiger Demon Ancestor looked down at An Bulang and roared. The massive sound waves shook the ground of the altar until it cracked, rupturing countless eardrums as people fell to their knees in agony, clutching their ears.

Screech!! A streak of golden light suddenly tore through the air like an arrow, shooting before Tiger Demon Ancestor at blinding speed.

"Who allowed you to roar at me?" A calm voice rang out.

Immediately afterward, a fist shining with golden light and carrying immense might drew closer and closer!!

The expressions on all four of Tiger Demon Ancestor's faces changed. It hurriedly spat out a freezing breath.

But the golden fist collided with the freezing breath, paused only slightly, then shattered through the attack with devastating force before slamming viciously into Tiger Demon Ancestor's head, hammering it inward.

Boom!!

The collision rang out like exploding heavenly thunder.

Golden light surged. Tiger Demon Ancestor screamed, vomiting blood as it flew backward and smashed violently into the protective wall it had constructed from ghostly aura, nearly shattering the barrier it had set up.

High in the sky, only one person remained, dressed in fluttering white robes and standing proudly.

The crowd, who had just felt despair, now stared blankly at the sight before them as though they were hallucinating.

"Th-this... Tiger Demon Ancestor was sent flying with a punch?"

"How is that possible?! That's a Heavenly Origin Realm existence! To mortals, it's a god, a king who rules all things—how could An Bulang make it vomit blood with a single punch?"

"Look! Why is An Bulang flying? Could it be that he's also..."

The moment those words were spoken, everyone could not help but suck in a sharp breath, their hearts trembling.

The greatest difference between Heavenly Origin Realm Cultivators and ordinary cultivators was that they could initially resonate with heaven and earth, harness the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and fly through the air!!

Wasn't An Bulang doing exactly that right now?

"Master is so handsome..." Ji Yinyin lifted her beautiful eyes to gaze upward, completely entranced.

Ji Hongxue was even more dazed. Hadn't An Bulang only just advanced to the Profound Body Eighth Layer? How could he fly already?

She knew that An Bulang's realm had been steadily rising at a rapid pace; it was nothing like the hidden strength outsiders had speculated about. Though An Bulang had already accomplished many unbelievable things, the sight before her still shook her deeply.

Of course, An Bulang had not truly learned to fly. He had merely used the third form of Wave Style Sorcery—Dance Sky!

This move made spiritual energy circulate through the body along special pathways, generating a unique force field. It then used the air to supplement buoyancy, allowing one to fly through the sky.

An Bulang stood proudly in the air, his expression cool. "I'll finish you with this move."

Golden light erupted from his fist again as he charged fiercely toward Tiger Demon Ancestor.

"Wave Style Sorcery, Sixth Form!"

"Casual Punch!"

BOOM!!

His fist shattered Tiger Demon Ancestor's ghostly energy defense once more. As golden light burst forth, terrifying energy shockwaves swept out for hundreds of meters, blasting the surrounding spectators to the ground one after another. Tiger Demon Ancestor was sent flying by another punch.

Protected by Qin Shiyue and the others, Ji Wuye was unharmed, but his face was filled with shock. "This is... the might of the Heavenly Origin Realm?"

"He hasn't even used the power of resonance with heaven and earth. Relying on physical body strength alone, he's already terrifying to this extent... Someone like him is even more frightening than Tiger Demon Ancestor! We can't stay here!" Elder Wu Xuzi said, his face pale.

"If we join forces, perhaps we can break the barrier prison Tiger Demon Ancestor set up," Huan Yin said urgently.

At that moment, ten thousand ghosts suddenly wailed across the battlefield.

"Argh! I'll kill you!" Tiger Demon Ancestor spread his wings and lunged at An Bulang of his own accord. Dark ghostly energy surged wildly around him, transforming into hideous fiendish ghosts each a zhang tall. Roaring as they tore through the air, they pounced toward An Bulang.

Each fiendish ghost possessed scarlet claws that could easily rip apart the body of a great Spirit Attunement Realm cultivator.

There were dozens of such fiendish ghosts here. They blotted out the sky, turning the surroundings into a domain of ghosts.

"Hahaha... Very good. I truly didn't expect you to withstand my Wave Style Sixth Form, Casual Punch." An Bulang stretched his muscles and bones, the muscles in his right arm swelling as the golden light bursting from his fist became even more dazzling. He laughed heartily. "You're qualified to receive my next move..."

"Wave Style Sorcery, Seventh Form..."

"Just a Casual Punch!!"

An Bulang threw a punch, and the sonic boom of tearing air rang out in an instant.

The golden-light-wreathed fist seemed to explode, spiritual energy compressed to the absolute limit before bursting forth, carving a dazzling golden trail of fist force through the void.

Every fiendish ghost that touched the golden light screamed as its body crumbled apart.

The golden fist force charged onward like dry weeds before a raging wind, smashing through the bites and pounces of countless fiendish ghosts.

"No..." Seeing the golden fist rushing toward him, Tiger Demon Ancestor let out a despairing cry. Then the fist landed on his head, and pure blazing solar energy exploded with a thunderous crash, directly blowing his head away!

THUD!

Tiger Demon Ancestor's headless body crashed onto the ground, smashing out a huge crater.

"How is this possible... You... how can you be this strong..."

Even without a mouth, he still voiced his shock in a decayed, rasping sound.