Xiang Yun strode through the air, still maintaining his swollen Qiankun Boundless Body. Or rather, for him, this could probably count as his normal fighting strength.
For ordinary martial artists, even those who also cultivated the Qiankun Battle Body, this was a secret combat technique.
But for Xiang Yun, who already possessed a formidable body,
it put no strain on him at all.
Xiang Huang climbed back to his feet, blood already seeping from the corner of his mouth. Yet the fighting spirit in his eyes burned all the fiercer.
He wiped the corner of his mouth, stared at Xiang Yun's body, now swollen to thirty feet tall, and grinned.
"Good lad, your dad isn't so old that one punch can put him down."
Before his words had faded, the blood and Qi around Xiang Huang erupted like burning oil.
Golden Origin Energy mixed with crimson blood and Qi surged into the sky, tearing the surrounding heavenly and earthly energy to pieces.
He stomped down with both feet and shot forward as a streak of golden light, the pressure of the Three Heaven-Breaking Forms gathering around his fist.
His imposing force was even stronger than the World Suppression he had used earlier.
The surrounding air was compressed to its limit, letting out a piercing shriek.
Xiang Yun did not retreat.
The Qiankun Boundless Body raised him to thirty feet, and the Tyrant Body Nine Forms appeared across his body.
He unleashed the Tyrant Body's full power.
He answered with a punch of his own, the Heavenly Tyrant Fist carrying the immense strength of the Heavenly Horned Ant Precious Technique.
Purple Origin Energy and golden Origin Energy slammed together at the center of the battle platform.
"Boom!"
Shockwaves rolled outward, and more than half the runes along the edge of the battle platform dimmed in an instant.
"Th-this is really a Nirvana Realm fighter against a Life Profound Realm fighter?"
A Battle Heaven Peak disciple spoke in shock. Was this the damn kind of power someone in the Nirvana Realm could unleash?
Ning Chen stood at the front of the crowd, his expression changing again and again.
Thank the Young Hall Master for sparing his life. Luckily, the Young Hall Master had never intended to kill him.
If he had been standing in Peak Master Xiang's place, that punch would not have left even a scrap of him behind.
"That boy..." Wu Xun narrowed his eyes. He was a little weaker than Xiang Huang, and Xiang Yun had beaten Xiang Huang into this state.
Didn't that mean that if he went up there, Xiang Yun would definitely beat him to a pulp?
Hong Wuji stood in the air with his arms folded. His face betrayed no particular expression, but a smile lingered on his lips.
Good lad.
This was actually his, Hong Wuji's, disciple. He finally understood why that old Daoist Ying had always been bragging about Zhou Tong.
Right now, he could hardly wait to visit the other sects and brag about Xiang Yun.
Meanwhile, the longer Xiang Huang fought, the more alarmed he grew.
He had already used all of the Three Heaven-Breaking Forms: Earth Splitting, World Suppression, and Heaven Breaking. Every punch carried the full power of Advanced Life Profound.
Yet Xiang Yun had taken all three punches head-on. Not only had he refused to retreat, but he fought more fiercely with every exchange.
On that thirty-foot body, the True Dragon Head rose proudly. Light and darkness alternated as the Torch Dragon Pupils opened and closed. Every beat of the Phoenix Wings stirred up a violent current of Origin Energy, while each step of the Kun Peng Feet on the battle platform shook the ground until it cracked.
"Just how much strength does this boy have in him?"
Hong Wu stood in the distance, the muscles in his face twitching.
He had heard before that Xiang Yun intended to challenge Xiang Huang, and had thought their Young Hall Master had gotten a little too full of himself.
But now, it looked like the one who had gotten carried away was not Xiang Yun, but Xiang Huang.
Xiang Yun threw another punch.
This punch was no longer just the Heavenly Tyrant Fist. He had fused the extreme speed of the Kun Peng Precious Technique into it, and with a flash, he was in front of Xiang Huang.
Xiang Huang's pupils contracted. He crossed his arms in front of his chest to block, but the force sent him flying backward, his feet plowing two deep furrows across the battle platform.
"Dad, are we still fighting?"
Xiang Yun's voice sounded muffled and deep, but everyone could hear the confidence in it.
Xiang Huang coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva.
"Fight? Of course we're fighting!"
He stomped hard on the ground and leaped into the air, unleashing the full might of his vast Origin Energy and circulating the Primordial Battle Body to its limit.
His body swelled a size larger, his muscles knotting and veins bulging as his blood and Qi churned like a furnace.
This time, Xiang Huang had laid all his trump cards on the table.
"Third Heaven-Breaking Form, Heaven Breaking!"
He punched out, tearing apart the clouds above the entire Primordial battle platform. The golden fist imprint, like judgment delivered by a heavenly god, bore down on Xiang Yun with the might to suppress everything.
The disciples watching were utterly dumbfounded.
"Peak Master Xiang is... going all out?"
A Battle Arts Peak disciple swallowed.
"Can the Young Hall Master take it?" The voice of the disciple beside him trembled.
"Whether he can or not, he has to. If he dodges, he wouldn't be Young Hall Master Xiang."
Liang Qichao stood in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the battle platform.
Xiang Yun did not dodge.
He looked up at the descending golden fist imprint and activated the Qiankun Battle Body once more, drawing all the power of the three earths and three heavens into his body.
Heaven and Earth Scales appeared across his skin, the Heaven and Earth Furnace spun madly within him, the Great Devouring Technique formed a black hole vortex in his dantian, and the World Tree Sapling swayed inside it.
Then he punched.
This punch.
The Heavenly Tyrant Body, Heavenly Horned Ant Precious Technique, Kun Peng Precious Technique, Qiankun Battle Body, Primordial Battle Body, Three Heaven-Breaking Forms, and Great Devouring Technique-all their power was twisted together into one.
A purple fist imprint rose to meet the golden Heaven Breaking fist imprint. The moment the two fists collided, the entire Primordial battle platform trembled.
Then came a muffled boom.
Cracks appeared in the golden fist imprint and spread rapidly. The entire imprint shattered, dissolving into specks of light that scattered across the sky.
Xiang Huang's pupils contracted sharply. He wanted to retreat, but the purple force was already bearing down on him.
He could only cross his arms again and gather all his Origin Energy in front of him.
"Bang!"
Xiang Huang slammed straight into the battle platform, bounced twice, and rolled hundreds of feet away.
He struggled to stand, but the searing pain in his chest made even breathing difficult.
Even his Life Qi could no longer quickly mend his injuries, and that tyrannical purple Origin Energy was madly suppressing his own.
This fellow's Origin Energy...
It can do that too?
Xiang Yun withdrew his fist, his thirty-foot body slowly shrinking back to normal size. He walked up to Xiang Huang and looked down at his father in this life.
Xiang Huang braced himself on his knees and stood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Xiang Yun for a long while. Then he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Good! Good! Good!"
Each "good" rang out louder than the last.
Xiang Huang laughed heartily, until even his eyes grew a little red.
When he had found this child, the boy had been so very small.
He had taught Xiang Yun to walk and taught him to throw punches, watching him advance step by step from the Body Tempering Realm to where he stood today.
Now this child could send him, a man at Advanced Life Profound, flying with a single punch.
The disciples around them erupted.
"The Young Hall Master won? The Young Hall Master suppressed Peak Master Xiang at Advanced Life Profound?"
"Five Yuan Nirvana against Advanced Life Profound, and he won?"
"Zhou Tong slew a Death Profound expert at Life Profound, and the Young Hall Master suppressed a Life Profound expert at Nirvana. This..."
"Long live the Young Hall Master!"
Everyone talked at once, their voices growing louder and louder. Finally, someone started shouting "Young Hall Master."
A unified roar rose from every peak surrounding the Primordial battle platform.
"Young Hall Master! Young Hall Master!"
Xiang Yun stood on the battle platform, feeling the waves of sound surging toward him from all sides, but he felt nothing particularly special.
Beating Xiang Huang had been expected. With his current setup, it would have been strange if he could not even beat someone at Advanced Life Profound.
Hong Wuji descended from the air and walked over to father and son.
He first checked Xiang Huang's injuries. Only after confirming that they were nothing serious did he turn his gaze to Xiang Yun.
"You suppressed Advanced Life Profound at Five Yuan Nirvana. Once word of this gets out, the entire Eastern Xuan Region will be shaken."
Hong Wuji spoke with satisfaction. Back then, the Dao Sect had Zhou Tong; their Primordial Hall had Xiang Yun.
But Hong Wuji thought of what had happened to Zhou Tong. It seemed he needed to prepare early, or it would be troublesome if those hypocrites from the Yuan Sect set their sights on Xiang Yun.
Before, he had only said it was possible, but now it was probably inevitable.