Do You Still Want to Go Up and Exchange Two Moves?

The moment Zhao Wen raised his hand, everyone seemed to see space pause for an instant!

Suddenly, layers upon layers of Divine Light burst from Zhao Wen's hand.

The radiance of the Divine Light was like countless suns exploding. Its brilliance eclipsed every other light in the great hall; even the purple icy glow of the Extreme Cold Claw paled into insignificance before it.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only this Divine Light remained.

The source of heaven and earth itself seemed to lie within that Divine Light.

Then, one mysterious rune after another was born from the Divine Light. These runes seemed to have come from a new era, from a new world.

Zhao Wen abruptly threw a punch.

The Divine Light shot forth.

Countless runes transformed along with the Divine Light into a river of history, blasting toward his opponent.

These runes held yin and yang, life and death, the five elements, as though they contained every power between heaven and earth.

Boom!

When the force of Zhao Wen's divine punch collided with the Extreme Cold Claw.

The Extreme Cold Claw instantly shattered!

The frozen space also cracked apart with a crash. Layer upon layer of purple icy qi shot in all directions like shattered glass.

The main hall, the inner hall, the plaza, and even everyone in the imperial capital heard the explosive sound at that instant!

Zhao Wen's punch did not stop. It smashed viciously into Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert.

A dense succession of sizzling explosions rang out.

Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert, stared with eyes wide open. His body bent backward, and like a human shrimp launched from a spring, he flew out.

Bang!

He crashed into the restriction barrier of the Wind Thunder Battle Stage.

The restriction barrier of the Wind Thunder Battle Stage shook violently from the impact.

Everyone in the imperial capital had their ears ringing.

Within the main hall, everyone felt their minds explode even more violently.

Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian hurriedly reinforced the restrictions of the Wind Thunder Battle Stage in fright.

Even so, the astonishing force still traveled from the Wind Thunder Battle Stage into the hall, shaking the space within it into ripples.

The hall swayed without cease.

The experts of the Big Dipper Empire hastily activated the grand formation of the hall in alarm.

Only then did the hall stabilize.

After a long while, the hall finally stopped shaking.

All the Divine Light slowly dissipated.

The wind and thunder of the Wind Thunder Battle Stage also ceased their rampage.

When everyone looked over, they saw Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert at the peak of early True God Realm, lying on the Wind Thunder Battle Stage and vomiting blood in great mouthfuls. His hair was disheveled, his entire body covered in cracks, and Zhao Wen's strike had caved in his whole chest.

Everyone was horrified.

Just one punch!

Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert, had been beaten into this state by a single punch.

This was?!

"Late True God?!" Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian cried out in a trembling voice.

Late True God!

When Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian's words entered everyone's ears, their hearts all clenched.

"Late True God?" Empress Baihua Ji Yu stood frozen in shock.

Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert at the peak of early True God Realm, had already been shocking enough, yet now a Late True God had appeared!

More importantly, this Late True God was Lu Yiping's subordinate!

No, more accurately, his servant!

Just what was Lu Yiping's identity, to possess a Late True God subordinate?!

Amid his shock, Wan Hong, the Young Sect Master of the Wan Family, recalled Zhao Wen's divine punch from earlier. He found it familiar, yet could not remember where he had heard of it.

Or perhaps he had seen it recorded in some divine tome?

Just as the hall had fallen into dead silence, Zhao Wen stepped forward and suddenly threw another punch.

As Zhao Wen's punch force erupted, an invincible aura descended upon the world from his body.

Punch force wreathed in layer upon layer of golden flames tore through the air.

Seeing that enormous golden-flame fist, the Wan Family experts in the hall cried out, "Golden Flame Divine Fist!"

Golden Flame Divine Fist!

It was the secret art never passed down outside the Wan Family!

How did Zhao Wen know the Wan Family's secret art?!

Moreover, judging from those layers of golden flames, he had already grasped the true essence of the Wan Family's Golden Flame Divine Fist.

Wan Hong, the Young Sect Master of the Wan Family, who had just sat down, rose to his feet again. His eyes were wide, his face filled with disbelief.

Even many of the Wan Family's old ancestors did not know this Golden Flame Divine Fist.

Even he himself did not know it.

At present, only two people in the Wan Family knew it. One was his father, and the other was his grandfather, Wan Wudi—the master of the Divine Martial Continent!

Amid everyone's astonishment, the Golden Flame Divine Fist struck Ba Tian, the Yin Ghost Sect expert. Boom! Ba Tian's chest was blasted straight through!

The berserk power contained within the Golden Flame Divine Fist was madly destroying Ba Tian's vitality.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

Though True God experts possessed Divine Sparks and were difficult to erase or kill, judging by Ba Tian's terrifying injuries, he was likely beyond recovery.

Even if he recovered, it would be difficult for him to return to his peak.

Zhao Wen returned behind Lu Yiping.

As for Ba Tian, he was carried back to the Yin Ghost Sect's side.

In the inner hall, the forces of the various empires and dynasties were all guessing what had happened in the main hall.

An expert of the Baihua Empire said, "News just came from the main hall. That True God Realm expert from earlier was an expert of the Yin Ghost Sect! The Yin Ghost Sect's True God Realm expert was going to battle Lu Yiping's subordinate on the Wind Thunder Battle Stage!"

"What? The Yin Ghost Sect?!" The experts of the various empires and dynasties in the inner hall immediately erupted in commotion.

"I heard long ago that Hao Dan, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect, came this time to kill Lu Yiping! I never expected the Yin Ghost Sect to bring a True God Realm expert. It seems Lu Yiping is doomed!"

Everyone discussed heatedly.

The expressions of Song Ning, Lu Peng, and the others from the Thunder Pavilion Sword Sect changed.

"Will Young Master be all right?" Lu Peng and Xiao Yu asked worriedly.

Not far away, however, the old ancestor of the Xiao Family secretly rejoiced.

Tai Wuji, the old ancestor of the Wuji Dynasty, merely shook his head, while the tension on Princess Tai Yan's lovely face visibly eased.

But soon, that Baihua Empire expert stammered, "News has just come from the main hall—the Yin Ghost Sect's True God Realm expert lost! He was beaten half to death!"

Then he said in a trembling voice, "That subordinate of Lu Yiping's is a Late True God expert!"

Upon hearing this, the experts of the various empires and dynasties in the inner hall were all utterly horrified. The originally restless inner hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

Princess Tai Yan's beautiful eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Even Song Ning of the Thunder Pavilion Sword Sect wore an incredulous expression. "Late True God!"

At this moment, in the main hall, Lu Yiping poured himself a cup of wine and said unhurriedly to Hao Dan, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect, "Do you still want to go up and exchange two moves?"

The faces of the experts in the main hall twitched.

The first time they exchanged two moves, a peak Late Deity Realm expert had been crippled. Just now, after exchanging two moves, a peak early True God Realm expert had been crippled. Did he still want to play?

Everyone's gaze fell upon Hao Dan, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect.