Blood Stains Forbidden Ground, Sect Master Like Pig and Dog

Sun Yu's cold, white brocade boots stepped onto the black stone plaza.

Golden raindrops of shattered formations still fluttered and fell through the air.

Sun Yu stood amidst the falling light.

He released no True Essence pressure; the crushing gravity, capable of grinding the abyss's rock layers to dust, was perfectly and tightly locked beneath his skin and flesh.

He stood there casually, yet he seemed like an insurmountable, ten-thousand-foot iron mountain, smashing down upon the hearts of all the surviving individuals on the plaza.

Li Xuekuang, the sect master of the Blood Saber Gate, knelt on the ground.

He had just had his arm bones shattered by the terrifying backlash from Sun Yu's punch, which he'd endured to maintain the formation.

At this moment, both his arms hung limply at his sides.

Li Xuekuang raised his head, staring intently at Sun Yu, who was walking closer and closer.

Fear.

An extreme fear, seeping from the depths of his bones, completely consumed the reason of this peak Fetal Transformation Realm sect master.

He could devour an ancient Demon Dragon of the Divine Sea Realm, and he could shatter an ancient mountain-sealing formation with a single punch.

This was no human.

This was an ancient Demon wearing human skin!

Li Xuekuang turned his head, looking at Tie Zhan, the fortress master of Iron Clothes Fortress, beside him.

Tie Zhan's proud, heavy steel armor was covered in countless cracks from the formation's backlash.

He coughed up black blood mixed with organ fragments in great gulps, his eyes unfocused, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Where to escape?

This monster's speed could shatter the sound barrier. Turning your back on such a monster would lead to a death far uglier than that of pigs and dogs.

Beg for mercy?

The corpses of the Wang family's three ancestors, whose heads had been stomped flat, were not yet cold.

This monster listened to no pleas.

Li Xuekuang's teeth gnashed together.

He abruptly turned back, his gaze colliding fiercely with Tie Zhan's in mid-air.

The two had fought for half their lives.

With just that one look, both understood the madness born of desperation in each other's eyes.

Nowhere left to retreat.

Only a fight to the death!

"Tie Zhan! Let's go all out!"

Li Xuekuang let out a piercing roar, like a wild beast's death cry.

He didn't reach for the top-grade Blood Saber lying on the ground.

Instead, he directly opened his mouth and bit down hard, shattering the tip of his own tongue!

"Pfft!"

A large mouthful of his potent, lifeblood essence sprayed out.

Ignoring his shattered arms, Li Xuekuang forcibly activated all the remaining True Essence in his Dantian, pouring it into his heart without reservation!

Burning his lifeblood essence!

Burning his lifespan!

Li Xuekuang's once robust physique instantly deflated like a leaky balloon, his flesh visibly shriveling, his hair turning stark white in an instant.

But the Qi and Blood fluctuations erupting from him at this moment violently broke through the limits of late-stage Fetal Transformation Realm Perfection, his foot stepping into the Divine Sea Realm!

"Blood Sea Asura! Sacrifice the Saber!"

Li Xuekuang roared.

The skin on his broken arms instantly burst open, and countless crimson blood vessels erupted from beneath the flesh, tightly coiling around the hilt of the top-grade Blood Saber on the ground.

The Blood Saber let out an extremely excited hum.

Its blade instantly grew to thirty feet long, its entire body a fiery red, emitting a nauseating, thick bloody Sha.

On the other side.

Tie Zhan also hesitated not at all.

He roared, slamming his fists into his temples.

"Iron Clothes Soul Lock! Burn!"

The Qi and Blood within Tie Zhan's body instantly boiled to the extreme.

His entire body's skin turned a lifeless, dead black, his muscle fibers tightening like steel cables, locking his bones firmly in place.

He completely abandoned the protection of his internal organs, forcefully channeling all his True Essence into his proud steel-hardened skull!

Tie Zhan's head instantly lit up with an extremely dazzling dark gold light.

This was the Meteorite Gold Skull, a technique cultivated only by successive Iron Clothes Fortress masters!

Indestructible, and capable of destroying anything!

"Kill!!!"

Li Xuekuang and Tie Zhan exploded forward simultaneously.

Both men abandoned all defense.

One to the left, one to the right, like two meteors burning to their absolute limit, carrying the resolve of mutual destruction, they charged ferociously at Sun Yu.

Li Xuekuang manipulated his blood vessels to control the three-zhang Blood Saber, leaving a scarlet streak in the air that tore through space, aiming straight for Sun Yu's nape!

Tie Zhan's feet shattered the black stone ground. The man himself was like a heavy cannonball, his Meteorite Skull radiating dark gold light, carrying a terrifying momentum capable of collapsing mountains, charging directly at Sun Yu's chest!

Two peak experts who had dominated the Windy Snow Great State for decades.

At this moment, they unleashed the most brutal attack of their lives.

The saber wind was bone-chilling.

The headbutt was mountain-like.

Sun Yu stood his ground.

His pale white brocade robe remained unmoving in the gale stirred up by the two.

His pitch-black eyes, adorned with dark red Devil rings, didn't even ripple.

Dodge?

Retreat?

In Sun Yu's dictionary, these two words never existed.

He didn't even adopt a defensive stance.

Just like that, with extreme casualness, he took another step forward.

"Clang!!!"

An extremely piercing metallic explosion, capable of shattering the eardrums of ordinary people, boomed across the black stone plaza.

Li Xuekuang's premium Blood Saber, which had condensed all his vital blood and lifespan, sharp enough to slice through space itself.

It landed squarely, a direct chop on Sun Yu's side neck.

Sparks flew wildly like a waterfall.

A trace of extremely cruel elation, just appearing on Li Xuekuang's gaunt face.

The next instant.

This elation froze on his face.

He watched with his own eyes.

The blade of his premium Blood Saber, the moment it touched Sun Yu's side neck skin.

It didn't cut through flesh.

It didn't sever blood vessels.

On Sun Yu's pale white skin, as cold and smooth as mutton-fat jade, not even the faintest white mark was left.

On the contrary.

An extremely terrifying, utterly unreasonable recoil force surged back along the saber like a tsunami!

"Crack!"

The blade of the premium Blood Saber violently bent outwards in an extremely exaggerated arc.

Immediately after.

"Bang!!!"

The entire three-zhang long Blood Saber, starting from the point of impact on Sun Yu's neck, shattered into pieces!

The hard blade exploded into hundreds and thousands of fine iron powder particles, scattering wildly in all directions.

"My saber..."

Li Xuekuang's eyes widened, a murmur of disbelief escaping his throat.

Sun Yu didn't turn back.

His back was to Li Xuekuang.

His right arm swung backward with extreme casualness.

His elbow slightly bent, his fist facing backward.

Within his Dantian, the pale golden divine sea churned violently.

The dark red Asura Gang Qi instantly enveloped his right fist.

Extreme heat and destructive temperatures compressed intensely at the fist's tip.

An incredibly brutal backhand strike, with no warning, was unleashed.

"Bang!"

Sun Yu's right fist, with overwhelming force, directly pierced Li Xuekuang's chest.

No blood splattered.

No flesh flew.

The terrifying high temperature of the Extreme Yang Gang Qi, the instant the fist penetrated Li Xuekuang's body, instantly incinerated his heart, lungs, and the surrounding blood into nothingness!

A large, transparent hole, scorched at the edges, appeared through Li Xuekuang's chest.

He stared with wide eyes, his life completely extinguished.

His shriveled corpse swayed twice before falling straight backward.

It hit the ground with a dull thud.

The Blood Saber Gate's sect leader was dead.

The very instant Sun Yu punched through Li Xuekuang.

Ahead.

Tie Zhan's meteorite-like iron skull had already charged to within half a foot of Sun Yu's chest.

Less than half a foot away.

The violent wind pressure pressed Sun Yu's brocade robe tightly against his skin.

"Die!!!"

Tie Zhan let out a hysterical roar.

Sun Yu's right arm, which had just swung backward, had not yet retracted.

Facing Tie Zhan's desperate charge, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Sun Yu slowly raised his left hand.

His fingers spread open.

His palm, facing the dark gold skull that had crushed the air, extended out with extreme steadiness.

"Snap."

A sound of flesh hitting flesh, like striking a sandbag.

Sun Yu's left hand accurately and unerringly grabbed Tie Zhan's face.

His five slender, fair fingers directly clamped onto Tie Zhan's so-called indestructible meteorite iron skull.

Tie Zhan's violent forward momentum.

Under Sun Yu's single-handed grab.

Came to an abrupt halt!

From extreme motion to extreme stillness.

Without any buffer.

Tie Zhan's body suddenly stopped in mid-air, the intense inertia almost snapping his own cervical spine.

He hung in the air, his head firmly held in Sun Yu's palm.

Tie Zhan's eyes, through the gaps in Sun Yu's fingers, stared intently at this man.

Horror.

Despair.

His strongest attack, exchanged for his life, was so casually caught with a single hand by the opponent?!

"Iron Clothes Fortress?"

Sun Yu looked at the contorted face in his hand, flushed with blood.

On the back of his pale white hand, veins pulsed extremely faintly.

"Too soft."

Sun Yu's voice was flat.

His left hand's five fingers suddenly tightened inward!

"Crack crack crack crack!"

A chilling sound of twisting metal and shattering bone erupted simultaneously on the black stone plaza.

Tie Zhan's proud steel skull, which he had trained for decades.

In the face of Sun Yu's Asura Undying Body's extreme monstrous strength, it was like a fragile walnut.

The hard skull caved inward directly.

Tie Zhan didn't even have time to scream.

"BANG!!!"

Sun Yu's five fingers closed completely.

Tie Zhan's head, along with the layer of Steel True Qi covering it, was crushed into a lump of scrap metal mixed with brain matter and shattered bone by Sun Yu's single hand!

The viscous red and white substance squeezed out from between Sun Yu's fingers.

It was instantly vaporized by the Asura Gang Qi.

Sun Yu released his left hand.

"Thump."

Tie Zhan's headless corpse heavily impacted the black stone ground.

His heavy steel armor let out a dull clanging sound.

The lord of Iron Clothes Fortress, dead.

Two moves.

Two seconds.

Two peak experts from the Great State of Wind and Snow, having revealed their trump cards and burned their life force.

Before Sun Yu, they were like two moths that had actively flown into an iron plate, dying swiftly and cleanly.

Sun Yu stood between the two corpses.

He didn't look at the rotten flesh on the ground.

Nor did he wipe away the nonexistent bloodstains on his hands.

He slowly turned his head.

His pitch-black eyes, with that suffocating dark red Devil ring, directly fixed on the provincial governor behind the bronze long table.

Xiao Tiannan, who was stiff all over, looking as if he had lost his parents.

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