East Sea Battles Three Demons, Human Immortal Martial Dao

Yuan Ming wasted no words.

If he was going to kill, then he would kill. Why did he need so many reasons?

Before the greedy, murderous roar of the True Immortal flood dragon had fully fallen, Yuan Ming's figure blurred and vanished from where he stood.

His speed reached the absolute limit, as though space itself held no distance. In the next instant, he appeared like a ghost directly above the black flood dragon's head.

There was no dazzling radiance of spells, no earth-shattering display.

Only the simplest, purest punch.

Upon his fist was gathered the Ultimate Fist Principle tempered by the Formless Scripture!

"Bang—!"

A muffled explosion rang out with absolute heaviness.

The enormous flood dragon body, covered in hard scales, was like a waterskin stretched to its limit, utterly detonated from within by an indescribably tyrannical force!

Dragon blood, shattered bones, demon soul... everything was ground apart and broken down beneath that punch, turning into a thick scarlet mist that endlessly spread outward, so dense it could not disperse. It did not even have time to let out a dying cry.

The blood mist did not dissipate.

Yuan Ming's entire body seemed to become an invisible vortex as the Heaven-Devouring Dao Scripture activated with savage force!

The blood mist containing the True Immortal's origin and vital essence rushed into him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, forcibly devoured, refined, and merged into the Life Spring of his Sea of Suffering, nourishing the Divine Bridge that was about to fully solidify.

The entire process was clean and decisive, carrying a chillingly ruthless efficiency.

"How dare you! A mere Human Race cultivator actually dares attack a True Immortal of our race!"

Furious, alarmed shouts came from three different directions.

The void rippled as three figures radiating immense Golden Immortal pressure slowly stepped out of the shadows.

One was wrapped in pitch-black water Sha Qi, his face covered in scales. One had translucent thin wings on his back and held a trident-like demonic weapon. The last was bloated in form, his skin an eerie deep blue.

They had long recognized Yuan Ming's Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, yet they had deliberately indulged—even hinted at—the True Immortal flood dragon's provocation.

Their goal was to create the fact that "the Human Race had provoked first and killed a Sea Race member."

That way, they would have sufficient reason to attack Yuan Ming without having to fear too greatly that they would directly anger Her Majesty Nüwa, who bore immense karmic ties with the Human Race.

"Human Race Golden Immortal, you brought this death upon yourself. Don't blame us!"

The three Sea Race Golden Immortals roared, their killing intent soaring into the heavens and stirring the winds and clouds in every direction.

They no longer concealed themselves. Three terrifying domains of demonic power instantly unfolded, like three differently colored curtains of heaven crushing down upon Yuan Ming.

Sha Qi froze into frost, poisonous mist corroded the void, and sound waves shook the soul!

Yuan Ming's gaze turned icy. Facing three Sea Race True Immortals of the same realm, he felt not the slightest fear. Instead, boiling battle intent rose within him.

"Good!"

He let out a long roar and advanced rather than retreating.

The <Heaven-Earth-Human Forty-Nine Return-to-Truth Method> circulated to its utmost limit, Dao resonance flowing around him as it evolved killing divine arts.

Every fist and palm contained world-opening might. A dazzling golden divine radiance cleaved from his palm, tearing open the void as it slashed fiercely toward the three demon immortals!

In an instant, divine abilities collided and laws intertwined, transforming this entire sea region into a terrifying battlefield.

The Dongjun of myth was far more than a deity who controlled the rising and setting of the sun, illuminating all things.

Dongjun was also the war god who commanded conquest, dispersing the long night and all evil spirits!

At this moment, that battle instinct hidden deep within the authority of this divine office violently collided and fused with Yuan Ming's own understanding of how to wield power.

He had already grasped the rudimentary form of a combat path belonging to the Human Race itself!!

It was born from the Formless Scripture's ultimate development of the physical body, as well as the martial Dao's ultimate meaning within [Eastern Lord's Heavenly Patrol].

Facing the siege of three Golden Immortals, Yuan Ming moved like lightning, weaving through the sky-full of water arrows, ice spikes, and poisonous mist. His movements were simple and sharp to the extreme, without the slightest unnecessary flourish. Every strike went straight for a vital point, containing the purest and most direct destructive power.

He named the combat system he had developed—Human Immortal Martial Dao!!!

At this moment, with a thought, the first killing move of Human Immortal Martial Dao naturally condensed upon his fist.

[Human Dao Killing Move: Unmatched Hard Fist]

This "Human Dao" was not the "Human Dao" beneath the Heavenly Dao, the Human Dao concerning the fortune of all living beings. It was merely an abbreviation for Human Immortal Martial Dao.

Yuan Ming's fist no longer seemed to be flesh and blood, but divine iron forged through countless hammerings, as though it contained the blazing heat and explosive force of an entire sun.

There was no second move, nor was there any need for one!

This punch gathered his understanding of the essence of "power." It was the complete unity of essence, qi, and spirit; the perfect resonance of will and flesh.

Once the fist struck, even the laws retreated!

Where the fist swept past, space itself twisted slightly, letting out a strained hum.

"Boom—!"

The fist force collided head-on with the enormous water tornado unleashed by the Sea Race Golden Immortal.

There was no deadlock, no explosion. The water tornado, powerful enough to tear mountains apart, was pierced through by that utterly pure force and crumbled inch by inch!

The violent fist intent did not lessen in the slightest, directly striking the crossed arms of the Sea Race Golden Immortal as he tried to block it.

"Crack!"

The teeth-grinding sound of shattering bones rang out clearly.

The Sea Race Golden Immortal's enormous body shuddered violently. His arms, covered in thick scales, were beaten into twisted, deformed shapes. He was sent flying hundreds of zhang like someone struck head-on by a colossal beast of the Primordial World, crashing into the sea and raising monstrous waves.

If not for the Sea Race's naturally powerful physiques, far surpassing those of the same realm, and the sea water cushioning the blow, this punch alone would have blasted apart half his body.

Yuan Ming faced three opponents alone, yet not only did he not fall into disadvantage, he instead displayed a crushing dominance through this incomparably tyrannical Human Immortal Martial Dao!

His body turned again, evading the sneak attack of another Golden Immortal. He swung back with a palm blade, its sharp force seeming capable of cutting open the void, forcing his opponent to defend himself.

For a time, the battle situation reversed.

Yuan Ming was like a war god descending into the world. Every punch and every kick carried the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, driving the three Golden Immortals into a flustered, miserable state.

Yuan Ming stood in the void, his qi and blood like a blazing furnace, his battle intent piercing the heavens.

The combined strike of the three Golden Immortals possessed earth-shaking might, as though the entire sea region were about to be torn apart.

Yuan Ming moved like lightning, unleashing the Rainbow Transformation Divine Ability at the critical moment and narrowly evading the edge capable of collapsing mountains and splitting seas.

Yet rather than fleeing far away, the instant his figure stabilized, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. His right hand fiercely struck the plain-looking crimson gourd at his waist.

The gourd's mouth suddenly opened wide, and a blood-red sand mist burst forth!

This crimson sand was no ordinary thing. It was the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Crimson Sand, most vicious and cruel within the Primordial World!

Every grain of crimson sand contained terrifying Dao laws capable of annihilating the soul. It blanketed the sky like a sea of blood rolling backward, instantly submerging the three still-startled Golden Immortals.

"Aah—!"

Miserable screams instantly resounded through the clouds.

The crimson sand ignored protective immortal light and ignored powerful flesh, directly corroding the Primordial Spirit!

The three Golden Immortals only felt as though their souls were being pierced by billions of steel needles, as if they had fallen into an endless inferno. Their three souls and seven spirits were being madly torn apart and dissolved.

Their magical power surged around them as they tried to shake off the crimson sand, but how could Golden Immortals contend against the power of a Supreme Primordial Spiritual Treasure?

Where the crimson sand passed, Primordial Spirits scattered and true spirits were annihilated!

No matter how they struggled or activated their natal divine abilities, they appeared pale and powerless amid the crimson sand filling the sky.

In but an instant, their roars and wails abruptly ceased.

When the crimson sand receded into the gourd like the tide, only three enormous corpses remained upon the sea, their eyes wide open and faces twisted, not a trace of life left within them.