After only a brief pause, the Flying Yaksha gave its blue-gray bat wings a savage beat, instantly whipping up a rank wind dozens of zhang high.
The wind carried a nauseating stench of decay. At the same time, its sharp claws, shrouded in black mist laden with putrid poison, raked viciously toward Qing Chen's head like a bolt of black lightning.
"Just what I wanted!"
Qing Chen roared, his voice like thunder, making the surrounding air hum.
His right fist carried the fierce power of the Immovable Wisdom King Heart Method as it drove straight toward the Yaksha's claws like a cannonball leaving the barrel.
Faint dragon cries and tiger roars sounded in the wake of his fist, and the force generated by the Indestructible Vajra Divine Ability compressed the air into ripples visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, the Yaksha's sharp claws collided with Qing Chen's iron fist with a thunderous crash, like two enormous boulders smashing together.
The tremendous impact instantly blasted apart the seawater within a radius of several hundred zhang. Huge columns of water shot skyward before crashing down, churning up a thousand layers of spray.
A phantom black lotus materialized beneath Qing Chen's feet, and he used the recoil to leap upward like a lone eagle.
His left palm instantly became a blade, chopping savagely toward the crown of the Yaksha's head. Buddhist light gathered along its edge, forming a three-foot golden gleam.
Clang!
A piercing metallic ring sounded as the Yaksha actually used the horns on its head to take the palm strike head-on.
Foul-smelling black blood gushed through cracks in its horns and dripped into the water, instantly turning a broad swath black.
Qing Chen seized the momentum, spinning into a flying kick. His right leg swept like a steel whip