Killed

"Seeking death!"

Hearing Zhang Yunhao's words, King Yue flew into a rage. His Blood Hand Seal came crashing down viciously, but Zhang Yunhao had dodged in advance. He picked up the spear from the ground and thrust it hard at King Yue.

"Struggling on your deathbed! Wang Shan, your life will end with my next move!"

King Yue actually used his bloody hand to block the spearhead directly. Even the sharp tip could not pierce his palm. Instead, the spear bent to the extreme under the force exerted by both sides, then snapped in half with a crack.

Amid flying wood splinters, King Yue's massive hand seal drove straight ahead, striking at Zhang Yunhao with the force of rushing thunder.

Seeing that he could not dodge, Zhang Yunhao simply threw caution to the wind and punched at King Yue's head, seemingly intending to perish together!

King Yue considered himself noble, and he still wanted to lord it over the world and live forever. Naturally, he was unwilling to perish alongside Zhang Yunhao, so he had no choice but to withdraw the Blood Hand Seal and block Zhang Yunhao's fist first.

Having escaped a deadly calamity, Zhang Yunhao laughed heartily. "Haha, didn't you say you wanted my life? My life is right here. Do you dare take it?"

"Seeking death!"

King Yue was furious. He blasted Zhang Yunhao with the Blood Hand Seal, but Zhang Yunhao dodged most of the attacks. Whenever he could not dodge, he used the same perish-together tactic from before, forcing King Yue to withdraw his hand himself.

After several such exchanges, not only had King Yue failed to take down Zhang Yunhao, he had even been made somewhat disheveled by Zhang Yunhao's fierce attacks. This only enraged him further.

When had he, the dignified King Yue, ever been forced into such a state?

"You don't dare risk your life, but I do! My blood runs hot, and I rise like the morning sun. I have my own pursuits and convictions, while you are merely a rotting corpse without thoughts. How can you possibly contend with me?"

Zhang Yunhao laughed loudly, fighting more fiercely with every clash. When strength fell short, courage made up the difference. The path of martial arts had never been about strength alone.

"Wang Shan, do you think you can truly contend with me? Who am I? I am King Yue, invincible under heaven! Blood Burning Secret Technique!"

Zhang Yunhao's words had enraged King Yue until the veins on his forehead bulged. Ignoring everything else, he directly ignited his own blood and vitality. His already massive bloody hand swelled another full circle, then shot toward Zhang Yunhao's chest with the speed of rushing thunder.

This time, Zhang Yunhao did not even have a chance to perish together. He could only barely raise his left hand before his chest, then took the blood-red palm strike head-on.

A heavy crash rang out, mixed with the sound of bones cracking. The bones in Zhang Yunhao's left arm broke instantly. Worse still, the terrifying residual force slammed into his chest as if he had been struck by a battering ram.

Zhang Yunhao let out a muffled groan of pain. His chest felt as though a massive boulder weighed upon it, and blood surged up his throat. His body involuntarily slid backward, yet he endured the agony through sheer willpower, digging in with his toes and stopping after only two steps.

Then Zhang Yunhao opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of hot blood directly onto King Yue's face. Because he had just burned his blood and vitality, King Yue slowed for an instant and failed to dodge. His vision was immediately obscured, and realizing something was wrong, he hurriedly retreated.

Now!

Zhang Yunhao controlled his blood and vitality to stimulate his internal organs through a particular method, unleashing a powerful surge of strength. Then the muscles throughout his body trembled, and the force traveled along his bones toward his right hand.

Zhang Yunhao's right arm suddenly swelled by a full circle. Veins and muscles knotted together as vast force gathered layer upon layer atop his right fist. Then he swiftly caught up to King Yue and threw a fierce punch!

Leopard Fist!

The violent strike tore through the air, giving off a thunderous roar as it smashed into King Yue's chest with lightning speed.

With his vision obscured, King Yue heard the sound but had no time to evade. Zhang Yunhao's punch struck him squarely, sending him flying like a kite with its string cut. He crashed into the wall behind him with a boom, then fell down and dropped to his knees. Opening his mouth, he spat out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"King Yue, invincible under heaven? You are nothing special after all!"

Enduring the excruciating pain in his chest and internal organs, Zhang Yunhao swiftly rushed toward King Yue.

"I am King Yue, invincible under heaven! How could I possibly lose?"

King Yue let out a hysterical roar. His bloodstained face was incomparably savage. At the same time, the Blood Origin Pearl silently fed the blood it had absorbed into his body, rapidly healing his wounds.

The Blood Origin Pearl possessed the ability to heal injuries. It had absorbed quite a bit of blood essence earlier, and before long, King Yue would recover his fighting strength.

"Dragon Fist!"

But at that moment, Zhang Yunhao arrived. With Furious Dragon Emerges from the Sea, his iron fist struck King Yue's crown with fierce and violent force, producing a dull, heavy impact.

King Yue's eyes suddenly widened, then rapidly filled with blood, becoming a pair of blood-red eyes. He stared at Zhang Yunhao in disbelief, utterly unable to accept that he, invincible under heaven, would die at this man's hands.

"I told you already. You are merely a rotting corpse, while I am the rising sun with conviction. I will become a Martial Immortal, and no one can block my path."

Zhang Yunhao looked at King Yue and spoke with a resolute expression. At that moment, King Yue seemed to see himself—his younger self, full of dreams and brimming with vigor.

In the past, King Yue had also possessed aspirations. Unfortunately, this plane had limits. No matter how great one's talent was, one could not advance to a higher realm. Thus, he had ultimately rotted away.

I should have died long ago. What a despairing world this truly is.

With that final thought, King Yue completely closed his eyes and fell.

King Yue, invincible under heaven, was dead!

Once King Yue died, Zhang Yunhao also collapsed onto the ground weakly. His left arm, the bones in his chest, and his internal organs all throbbed with unceasing pain, making him want to simply pass out.

The move Zhang Yunhao had used earlier stimulated his internal organs in exchange for great power. It was said to have been simplified from a martial art called Seven Injuries Fist, which Zhang Yunhao had spent quite a bit of silver to purchase.

To be honest, Zhang Yunhao had never felt safe living in the Zhang Clan. Combined with his failure to break through all this time, that was why he had bought this technique. He had not expected to use it at such a moment.

Looking at King Yue's corpse, Zhang Yunhao thought of something and smiled. "It seems the two lessons I learned from movies are quite useful after all. First, don't talk too much with villains. Second, chop off their heads!"

If Zhang Yunhao had said a few more pointless words earlier, the outcome would have been completely different. Once King Yue recovered, Zhang Yunhao would have been as good as dead.

No matter what, King Yue, invincible under heaven, had ultimately been slain by Zhang Yunhao!

The longer the night, the more dreams it brought. Zhang Yunhao did not waste time. Enduring the severe pain, he immediately used one hand to take the Blood Origin Pearl from King Yue's corpse. It felt icy cold in his hand, as though he were gripping a block of ice.

Then Zhang Yunhao thought of something and continued searching King Yue's body—not because he had any strange hobbies, but because he was collecting spoils of war.

Zhang Yunhao did not care about the other items, but he was quite interested in the Blood Hand Seal's cultivation method. Fortunately, he really did find a blood-red scroll on King Yue's body. A bloody handprint was marked on it, so it should have been the martial arts manual.

Before Zhang Yunhao could inspect it, the system appeared. "Trial complete. Martial Immortal selected. Returning to the Martial Immortal World now!"

"I say, wait! Could you at least let me treat my injuries first?"

Zhang Yunhao was greatly alarmed, but the system did not wait. He quickly lost consciousness.

However, the Zhang Yunhao in this underground palace—or rather, Wang Shan—did not disappear. He merely flickered once, then remained there. Only the Blood Origin Pearl and the Blood Hand Seal manual had vanished.

Wang Shan's gaze was briefly vacant, but it soon regained its light. Looking at the corpses scattered across the ground, a smile belonging to Zhang Yunhao appeared on his face. "This world, I shall become its king!"