The True, Intentional Blast Punch!!

When the red-robed man invited him, Wang Lang chuckled, "I don't need to join your so-called God Sect to break through to the Profound Connection Realm."

He said it calmly, but he knew it clearly in his heart.

This darn Kunlun God Sect had an evil reputation. Sacrificing ten thousand people to activate a formation was definitely the work of villains.

If he really joined, and his Ageless and Undying ability was exposed, who knew how he would be treated?

The term "Ageless and Undying" was indeed powerful, allowing him to adapt to various environments, but what if they imprisoned him?

He would be ageless and undying, but being locked up would mean he could only slowly grow stronger by breathing, waiting for eighty to a hundred years before finding a chance to escape.

The thought alone made him feel stifled.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you."

The Blood Eye Protector's voice turned cold. His blood-red eyes swept over the surging blood-colored formation beneath his feet.

"The fragments of the Mask of Immortality will also appear soon. This play is over."

"Kid, I'll show you what the true power of a Profound Connection Realm expert is!"

The next second, the pressure of a third-tier Profound Connection Realm expert erupted without reservation!

Invisible waves of blood-colored energy surged into the sky, condensing and taking shape behind the Blood Eye Protector.

In an instant, it transformed into a nine-zhang tall Dharma Idol of a blood-colored giant!

The Dharma Idol's face was blurry, with only two balls of blood-flame burning in its eyes, surrounded by countless wailing phantoms.

Wang Lang gritted his teeth. Compared to the opponent, the gap in his three-zhang Vajra Dharma Idol was immediately apparent.

Nine zhang versus three zhang was a pure numerical advantage.

In Qi Refinement, the size of a Dharma Idol often directly correlated with strength. Bigger usually meant stronger.

Moreover, experts in the Profound Connection Realm had already grasped some of the rules of heaven and earth, allowing them to borrow power from them.

The circulation of internal energy was endless, allowing the Dharma Idol to be maintained almost indefinitely.

"You've exploded so many times before. How long can this shaky Dharma Idol of yours last now?"

The Blood Eye Protector sneered. The blood-colored giant raised its massive palm and brought it down, as if covering the sky and blotting out the sun!

Wang Lang wasn't stupid. The Vajra Dharma Idol rapidly retreated, its six arms crossing to withstand the blow.

Fine cracks immediately appeared on the Dharma Idol's arms.

He used the force to retreat, landing on the flat ground below the Star Gazing Platform.

This area was spacious, perhaps he could maneuver here for a while.

"Dying struggle." The Blood Eye Protector followed like a shadow. The nine-zhang Dharma Idol covered dozens of zhangs with a single step.

Several more blood-colored giant palms struck repeatedly, each blow causing the earth to shake.

Wang Lang was struggling to cope. The Vajra Dharma Idol rapidly dimmed under the stormy onslaught.

He attempted to counterattack, but all his attacks landed on the blood-colored Dharma Idol, only causing ripples. They couldn't even break its outer skin.

This was the absolute gap in realms.

A heavy palm strike landed squarely on the Vajra Dharma Idol, and it shattered instantly.

Wang Lang spat blood, his entire body crashing into a pile of ruins, dust billowing everywhere.

He struggled to stand up, his left arm twisted unnaturally, and several ribs were undoubtedly broken.

But within his senses, deep within his body, that sliver of power was quietly accumulating with the increasing injuries!

The Blood Eye Protector's offensive did not cease. The Dharma Idol formed hand seals, and the blood fiend energy in the world gathered.

It transformed into dozens of blood-colored chains that shot out.

This was one of the ninety-nine secret techniques of the Kunlun God Sect, the Blood Fiend Binding Technique!

The chains seemed alive, instantly wrapping around Wang Lang's limbs and torso. Corrosive fiendish energy frantically gnawed at his physical body.

Wang Lang struggled with all his might, but the chains tightened further.

The blood-colored giant brought down another palm strike!

This time, Wang Lang had nowhere to escape.

BOOM!

Dust flew, and the ground was struck into a giant pit several zhangs deep.

Wang Lang lay at the bottom of the pit. If not for his robust physique, this blow would have turned an ordinary Spirit Condensation Realm Qi Refiner into a pulp of flesh.

Even so, all his bones were shattered, and his internal organs were displaced.

Blood continuously flowed from his mouth, nose, and ears. He looked utterly miserable.

The Blood Eye Protector floated down to the edge of the pit, looking down at the almost unrecognizable body within.

"Dual cultivation of Body Refinement and Qi Refinement?"

He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"You've lasted this long. Your physique is indeed impressive."

"It's a pity, though. Human strength has its limits..."

"Since you refuse to surrender, then die."

The nine-zhang Dharma Idol raised its hand. This time, dense blood-red whirlpools appeared in its palm.

This was the Blood Obliteration Palm, the eighty-first of the Kunlun God Sect's ninety-nine secret arts!

This strike targeted not only the body but also the soul, a true killing technique!

As the giant palm descended, Wang Lang used his last ounce of strength to roll to the side.

But he was still half a beat too slow.

Pfft!

The edge of the blood-red giant palm grazed Wang Lang's left side, from shoulder to waist. Half his body exploded into pieces amidst the blood-red light!

Flesh, bone, and internal organs scattered, his intestines spilling onto the ground.

Only the right half of his body remained vaguely connected to his head, a gruesome sight too horrific to behold.

The Blood Eye Protector retracted his hand, not bothering to look further.

With injuries like these, let alone someone in the Spirit Condensation Realm, even someone in the Profound Connection Realm wouldn't survive.

Unless the kid's physique had already reached the Immortality Realm, but was that even possible?

He turned and looked into the distance, where the Painted Skin Ghost was locked in combat with Wei Qing.

"Painted Skin, quickly take down the one with the Black Tortoise Dharma Idol. The rest... kill them all."

"Fragments of the Mask of Immortality are about to appear. It's time to prepare for our withdrawal."

The Painted Skin Ghost turned back and replied, "Understood, Dharma Protector."

But the next moment, her stunningly beautiful face froze, her eyes widening, pupils shrinking to pinpricks!

The Blood Eye Protector sensed something was amiss and turned back with a frown.

Then, he too froze.

In the deep pit, the mangled body that should have been utterly dead was standing up.

On the remaining half of his head, that single eye glared furiously, its white filled with bloodshot veins.

No blood flowed from the wounds on the tattered body, only a dense golden aura erupted forth.

Wang Lang slowly raised his right arm.

Instantly, his veins bulged, his muscles tensed, and the golden aura surged, compressed, and condensed into his arm.

Finally, his entire arm seemed to transform into a miniature, scorching sun!

This strike was the true Intentional Blast Punch!

And it was the culmination of all the physical damage he had sustained since the battle began... his intent!

A ferocious grin stretched across Wang Lang's remaining half of his mouth.

Then, his right arm swung.

At this moment, the greatest sound was silence!

The condensed golden energy erupted from the tip of his fist. Initially, it was only as thick as his arm, but the moment it left his fist, it rapidly expanded, transforming into a blazing torrent that connected heaven and earth!

It was so fast that the Blood Eye Protector's Dharma Idol didn't even have time to form the thought of dodging.

Upon contact with the golden light, the nine-zhang Dharma Idol shattered into pieces like thin paper.

The torrent continued unabated, completely engulfing the red robe behind the Dharma Idol.

With a soft whoosh, both the person and the Dharma Idol were annihilated.

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