One Punch to Decide Life and Death

Seeing that Yu Tunzhou's attention seemed to be drawn to the area below the long steps, Niu Tuntian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yu Tunzhou insists on fighting, then everyone will have to rely on luck. Whoever is unlucky enough to be targeted by Yu Tunzhou will be responsible for covering the rear.

Of course, if it's the enemy, they'll naturally drag others down with them...

"Go!" it growled, its voice like muffled thunder.

Kong Ling and Peng Fei followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right. The three of them used Five-Colored Divine Light to Opening the Dao and quickly rushed to the front.

Just then, a magic seal bearing the Law Seals" descended from the sky. The Daoist Xuanfa formed a hand seal, and the Xuanwu) suppressed the world. The air was thick with moisture, which transformed into a wall of water to block the way.

Niu Tuntian was the first to be affected, felt his steps sink as he felt a magnetic force exerted on his body.

From the side, Dharma Master Jiese pressed down with a palm strike, the Great Strength Vajra Palm, which he had practiced diligently for many years. The great way is simple, and it was similar in effect to the Great Strength Bull Demon Fist of Niu Tuntian, blocking Peng Fei's path.

Behind them, a pair of sharp claws silently reached for Peng Fei's back, the weakest of the three demons.

Plum Mountain Yuan Liu!

Although they are both from overseas Demon Race, it is not part of the same group as Niu Tuntian and his two companions!

Niu Tuntian's eyes widened in fury. "You little Daoist priest, you bald donkey, how dare you stop me?!"

The Daoist Xuanfa changed his hand seals again, with phantom images of a tortoise and snake coiled in front of him, Xuanwu perched in the abyss, suppressing all evil, demonstrating his stance with Divine Ability.

As martial artists from the Central Plains, how could they possibly have witnessed Niu Tuntian and his two companions entering the Dragon Gate together?

Kong Ling unleashed Five-Colored Divine Light, Yuan Liu's ears twitched, and she dodged in time.

Kong Ling coldly asked, "Is Plum Mountain going to rebel?"

"Disobeying you, Kong Ling, is considered rebellion? So domineering, do you think you're some kind of Yu Tunzhou?" Yuan Liu grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

It also possesses the art of the Void, concealing its form within it, while its voice seems to come from all directions.

"These spots at the Dragon Gate are earned through merit!"

Kong Ling was furious. He couldn't even handle Yu Tunzhou himself, yet he couldn't handle this monkey?!

The conflict erupted instantly.

At the height of the chaotic battle, a fiery golden-red figure suddenly traversed the battlefield.

The Golden Crow phantom above cried out, and all Divine Ability and laws along its path were instantly ignited, like dry grass encountering a raging fire!

It was the Huang Tian.

The battle just now made Huang Tian realize that Yu Tunzhou had pushed his own path to its limit, which was why he was no match for him. The only way now was to take advantage of the fortuitous opportunity in the Eternal Dragon Gate, finish the path he was not yet on, and then fight against him.

Therefore, he is determined to get the Dragon Gate spot!

"Get out of my way! Anyone who blocks my path will die!"

Huang Tian roared, and his True Yang Domain spread out, igniting the surrounding laws, clothing, and hair, completely igniting them without any regard for reason.

He didn't care about the Central Plains Demon Race at all; whoever stood in his way to Dragon Gate was his enemy.

Just as he charged in recklessly, the group that had been fighting suddenly turned around and aggressively attacked Huang Tian.

This guy has always been like this, indiscriminately treating friend and foe alike!

While they joined forces to fight against Yu Tunzhou, they also had to be wary of Huang Tian from behind and around them, lest they be affected by his field of influence.

Daoist Xuanfa transmitted his voice, saying, "Fellow Daoist Heavenly Dao, do not act recklessly. You are also a member of the Central Plains Human Race and should stand together against the overseas Demon Race!"

"Those who block my way are all the same!" Huang Tian sneered. "This world is inherently a dog-eat-dog world, it has always been so. If I am weak, I deserve to die; if you are weak, then naturally you deserve to die!"

Upon hearing these words, the Golden Crow phantom above his head raised its head and cried out, becoming even more radiant, and its flowing golden flames even carried a hint of the majesty of the ancient Heavenly Emperor.

This is...

Niu Tuntian and the others' expressions changed.

The Golden Crow Divine Intent?!

The divine will left behind by that ancient Heavenly Emperor actually took a liking to this reckless fellow!

Kong Ling was furious. First there was the Kunpeng, now the Golden Crow —did these older generation powerhouses of the Demon Race all have a penchant for such blockheads?

"Let's take care of him together!" Niu Tuntian turned around and said in a deep voice, unleashing his Great Strength Bull Demon Fist.

Several people acted simultaneously, determined to suppress this troublemaking madman!

Yuan Liu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly leaped into the Void, seizing the opportunity to break out of the chaotic battle and head straight for the Dragon Gate.

It was the first to break through the encirclement, and just as the Dragon Gate was in sight, a corner of a plain white skirt suddenly caught its eye.

Before it could react, a slender finger had already touched its brow.

Yuan Liu felt as if his body and mind were sinking into a quagmire, and then his consciousness gradually sank, and his body was thrown down the long steps.

An Ruyu, who had quietly arrived at the Dragon Gate, looked at the Hongyi before her and smiled, "Sister Feng, why didn't you fight Young Hero Guo? I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Feng Yanleng didn't answer the question, but instead frowned slightly. "Why do you call Young Hero Yu ' Young Hero Guo'?"

A faint blush rose on An Ruyu's flawless, fair face, as if some secret had been exposed.

Her tone held a touch of coquettishness. "Sister Feng, you don't know, Young Hero Guo just likes to play role-playing games."

Feng Yanleng remained noncommittal; this guy rarely spoke the truth.

An Ruyu's eyes crinkled into a smile, then she asked playfully, "Does Sister Feng know who I'm playing?"

This naturally goes back to the time of the Heavenly Court ruins.

Feng Yanleng didn't respond, not giving the demoness a chance to speak, and said in a calm voice, "If you're not going to enter the Dragon Gate, then I'll go in first."

Immediately, Feng Yanleng turned around and stepped into the Dragon Gate.

A figure in Hongyi disappeared into the golden light.

"He really is as impatient as ever," An Ruyu muttered to herself, before stepping through the Dragon Gate.

"Someone has already entered the Dragon Gate!"

Amidst the chaos below, someone quickly noticed the movements above.

The pace of the chaotic battles between the various factions suddenly accelerated.

The rules of the Dragon Gate suddenly changed, and no one knew whether there was still a limit of ten people, but no one dared to gamble.

At this moment, everyone is rushing forward.

Besides the Yu Tunzhou.

He stepped down, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his clothes billowing as he walked on the long steps, yet he remained unseen for ten feet.

After all, everyone should be grateful that he's not causing trouble for others right now, so why would they dare to bother him at this time?

He maintained communication with the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon and learned about the Dragon Race's primary intentions. After sensing the aura of the mastermind behind the scenes, his focus shifted to finding this person.

As for those high-ranking beings among the Demon Race who had long since formed an alliance with the Dragon Race, the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon meant there was no need to intercept them. If a conflict were to break out, they could provide assistance from within the Dragon Gate.

Secondly, we need to weed out those with malicious intentions whose identities have already been confirmed.

These beings have no "covenant" with the Dragon Race; they simply want to use the Eternal Dragon Gate as a stepping stone to return to the present world.

The first to be affected was Wu Xuan of the Blood River Dao.

"This person exudes the aura of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and his inherited knowledge can draw upon the power of the the Unseen Blood Sea. He must be a successor of that Minghe Styx."

The remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon transmitted a message, stating bluntly that the Ancestor Minghe was a troublemaker who had allowed Wu Xuan to enter the Dragon Gate. Summoning the Ancestor Minghe would only cause more trouble, so if Xuandu was still itching to do so, he might as well suppress this brat.

Yu Tunzhou then realized that the Blood River Dao was actually the lineage of that Ancestor Minghe.

This suddenly reminded him of the two powerful beings above the level of Immortals and Gods who appeared in Twin Rivers Commandery that day.

One is the remnant soul of the Great Sage possessing Helian Tu, with the Daoist name Nine Netherworlds, who has already been "captured" by the Heavenly Demon Kou Ziling.

The other one is referred to by the former as the "Blood God Son," an existence summoned by the Blood River Dao through the Blood River Ritual.

Now it seems that behind this Blood River Dao is the Ancestor Minghe.

He looked up and saw that Wu Xuan was still locked in a Lin Yueheng, the two of them climbing higher as they fought.

Blood and sword light clashed in the battle, turbulent waves surged, and the river roared.

Wu Xuan was surrounded by a vast, illusory Blood River, its turbid waves surging and white bones floating, intent on killing Lin Yueheng.

Lin Yueheng the plain-colored longsword in his hand, its clear and cold light like water. The meaning of the vast river flowed into a single sword, and he too wanted to kill Wu Xuan to rectify his sword heart.

Just as neither of them was willing to back down, a punch descended from the sky, square and unmasked, like a mountain collapsing from the heavens, instantly separating the two!

Wu Xuan's pupils contracted sharply as he saw the figure in the green robe.

"Yu Tunzhou?!"

He roared, his voice filled with shock, anger, confusion, and a hint of fear that he himself was unwilling to admit.

"You—" Wu Xuan retreated rapidly, Blood River phantom surging around him to protect his entire body, and he sneered, "You and Lin Yueheng joined forces to suppress me, don't you think that's an unfair victory?!"

Yu Tunzhou delivers a punch.

The Fist Intent surged like a tide, overwhelming everything.

"I'm just killing you, don't misunderstand."

Wu Xuan's face turned ashen. He formed hand seals, and the illusory Blood River suddenly solidified, its turbid waves surging, transforming into a blood-red barrier in front of him.

Within that barrier, white bones floated and wailed, as if gathering all the filth and despair of the world.

"Blood River Heavenly Curtain!"

This is his trump card defensive Divine Ability, using the Blood River True Scripture to communicate with the Netherworld Blood Sea. With his current strength, even a full-force attack from External Scenery Second Layer expert would be difficult to break through.

However, the next moment, Wu Xuan's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Wherever the fist strikes, the Limitless Gang Qi flows, obliterating all obstacles into nothingness.

The Blood River returned to its most primal principles and dispersed into the world.

He watched helplessly as his prized Blood River Heavenly Curtain was torn apart like paper, vanished, and returned to nothingness under Yu Tunzhou's fist, leaving not a trace.

The Fist Intent had not dissipated; he continued forward.

Wu Xuan retreated again and again, but the calm yet domineering Fist Intent remained firmly locked onto him, like a shadow, leaving him nowhere to avoid or escape.

The fist drew ever closer, carrying an irresistible force. Under the Fist Intent's intent, Wu Xuan instinctively felt fear, as if his blood had frozen.

No matter how he activated his Divine Ability and channeled the power of the Blood River, there was only one outcome before Yu Tunzhou's punch—

Completely devastating.

You'll die!

The thought flashed through Wu Xuan's mind, accompanied by a near-desperate clarity.

He abruptly turned his head, looked at a figure not far away, and roared hoarsely:

"Brother Deng! Save me!"

Deng Canglan, who was not far away, called out loudly, "Brother Wu, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

Before he finished speaking, Deng Canglan attacked from the side.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan felt a sense of relief and let out a long sigh of relief.

He knew Deng Canglan's strength very well. As long as he could hold Yu Tunzhou back for a moment, he could take the opportunity to escape. Even if he had to give up this opportunity at the Dragon Gate fortuitous opportunity, it would be better than losing his life.

But the joy on his face hadn't faded before he suddenly froze.

Yu Tunzhou did not stop, nor did he heed Deng Canglan's strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao".

His expression was indifferent to the point of being cold, as if no matter who tried to stop him, this punch was bound to land, powerful and domineering.

"You--"

Wu Xuan opened his mouth, but the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was completely extinguished, replaced by a deep-seated despair and madness.

He suddenly reached into his chest and pulled out a blood-red statue.

The statue was no bigger than the palm of my hand, its entire body as red as blood, and it depicted a strange deity sitting cross-legged on a lotus pedestal with four faces and eight arms.

The moment it was born, a cold, filthy aura, as if from before the creation of heaven and earth, burst forth from the statue.

"Yu Tunzhou! You want me dead? Then none of us will have an easy time!"

Wu Xuan's face was contorted with rage as he was about to crush it, but he suddenly froze.

It wasn't "Yu Tunzhou," but Deng Canglan!

The figure that was originally rushing towards Yu Tunzhou suddenly changed direction and flew straight towards Wu Xuan.

In an instant, Wu Xuan felt as if his body and mind were separated, as if his consciousness had been "plucked" from his body by an invisible force and banished into an independent, empty space.

He could see his own body, but he could no longer control it.

Is this the Heavenly Demon Sect's "Far Apart Under Heaven"?

Why...

Deng Canglan reached out and grabbed the blood-red statue, his voice righteous and awe-inspiring. "Outer Dao and heretics deserve to be punished by everyone! Brother Yu, don't take responsibility..."

"You stole my kill?"

Yu Tunzhou snorted coldly, not giving the fellow a chance to finish speaking. His fist stance remained unchanged, but suddenly changed, becoming domineering and unparalleled, and slammed towards Deng Canglan.

Deng Canglan's expression changed slightly. If he dodged, he wouldn't be able to grab the blood-red statue...

In a split second, he made a decision, taking a punch from Yu Tunzhou as the price, and grabbed the statue. A mouthful of fishy sweetness surged up his throat, which he swallowed back.

The difference in physical attributes is truly striking...

Deng Canglan sighed inwardly, and then saw Yu Tunzhou's second punch land on Wu Xuan's head.

"Bang--"

The dull thud sounded like a ripe watermelon being smashed.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The headless body swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Deng Canglan's face twitched; he was heartbroken.

His master gave him two targets for the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking. He dealt with Yao Liang first, but he hasn't decided on the second target yet. He originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, but now it seems...

Yu Tunzhou stared at the mangled corpse before him, a question lingering in his mind.

Just now, the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon specifically reminded him that Wu Xuan had cultivated the Blood River True Scripture and already possessed some characteristics of the Blood River Body.

For example, before severing the connection with the Blood River, the physical body is nothing more than a shell, which can be reborn at any time by borrowing the power of the Blood River, making it extremely troublesome.

He originally wanted to consider whether his own Limitless Gang Qi could restrain the opponent's Blood River Dao. If not, he would try to destroy the opponent's Primordial Spirit.

But now, Wu Xuan is dead just like that?

This doesn't seem to have anything to do with my own Limitless Gang Qi.

Suddenly, Yu Tunzhou looked up at Deng Canglan, who was already rushing towards Dragon Gate.

"This young man is quite interesting. He can use the Heavenly Demon Path in this way—Fellow Daoist, the Primordial Spirit and consciousness of Minghe's disciples and grand-disciples have all been banished, leaving only their physical bodies. That's why you killed them with a single punch, and now they are completely dead. As for their Primordial Spirit, it has also been taken away by the Blood River."

The voice of the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon showed a hint of interest.

Banishing a person using the method of Void is not on the same level as banishing the Primordial Spirit and consciousness separately; the latter is far more difficult than the former.

After all, to expel a person's Primordial Spirit from their physical body in an instant, leaving the other party with no power to resist, requires considerable skill.

The races created by Nüwa are indeed interesting.

Yu Tunzhou understood; this meant he had unintentionally joined forces with Deng Canglan.

Without delay, he transmitted his voice to Lin Yueheng, saying, "Brother Lin, the Dragon Gate is the second battlefield, involving beings above the Immortals and Gods. If you don't have a powerful backer above the Immortals and Gods, don't go in. There will be other places of fortuitous opportunity waiting for you."

Lin Yueheng, who had originally wanted to try his luck at breaking through the Dragon Gate, paused for a moment, became serious, and nodded solemnly.

He came from the Cross-River Sword Sect, which was considered a major sect in the Great Yan. However, his master was only at the Peak External Scenery, not even touching the Dharma Aspect, let alone above Dharma Aspect.

Having said that, Yu Tunzhou leaped into the air and rushed up the Dragon Gate.

Those around him were terrified and retreated as fast as they could. The scene just now was too horrifying. A cultivator who had manifested on the Dao Path had his head smashed by Yu Tunzhou's punch and died a complete death!

Even when Yu Tunzhou single-handedly faced off against a group of geniuses working together, it was still far less impactful to them than what was happening now!

This isn't murder, it's killing a chicken!

The front end of the long staircase is already close to the Dragon Gate.

A figure stopped and turned around.

He avoided everyone's attention, his presence so faint as to be almost nonexistent, like a speck of dust in the world, before turning around to reveal Xiao Yanzhi's face.

He looked thoughtfully at Wu Xuan's corpse.

The Lord of the Blood Sea has left the stage so prematurely?

That's probably not the case.

He was Xiao Yanzhi, yet he was completely different from Xiao Yanzhi. His eyes no longer held the usual calmness and restraint of Xiao Yanzhi; instead, they held a vast, ancient indifference, as if they had witnessed countless cycles of time, and a grand and majestic aura!

He looked at the young man who had forced him to take this risk prematurely, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Yuxu Sect?

It's a pity.

The Celestial Venerable Yuanshi is dead.

Of the twelve Golden Immortal of the Jade Void Lineage, it is unknown how many are still alive.

If they still don't know how to appreciate kindness, then I won't need to give face to the Jade Void Lineage.

The melee above is nearing its end.

Niu Tuntian and Peng Fei joined forces to send Kong Ling into the Dragon Gate, and then became embroiled in a fierce battle.

Daoist Xuanfa, along with Jiese and Miedu, suppressed Niu Tuntian and his companion, but they themselves were also entangled.

Meanwhile, a familiar figure, Yu Tunzhou, rapidly approached the Dragon Gate under the protection of Xuanfa.

It was Xie Linchuan!

Before entering the Dragon Gate, Xie Linchuan suddenly turned around and looked at Yu Tunzhou, his expression more solemn and serious than ever before.

He shook his head heavily, as if warning Yu Tunzhou not to enter the Dragon Gate.

Yu Tunzhou understood; it seemed that Evergreen Mountain was also involved this time.

Behind Evergreen Mountain, lies the Great Emperor Qinghua of the Eastern Pole?

However, Xie Linchuan, whether out of concern that he might be drawn into the power struggle between Immortals and Gods, or for some other reason, never communicated with him and maintained a certain distance.

Yu Tunzhou shook his head inwardly. Behind Old Xie's back, he had already been through countless battles!

He charged straight into the melee, knocking back Niu Tuntian and his companion with a single punch. Following the will of the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon, he allowed Daoist Xuanfa and Dharma Master Miedu to ascend the Dragon Gate.

He then telepathically informed the Dharma Master Jiese about the perilous situation within the Dragon Gate.

The Dharma Master Jiese was taken aback, his expression hesitant.

Although he came from Shaolin Temple, he was not informed of this matter beforehand. In other words, there was no Immortals and Gods Shaolin involved in this matter, and entering might not be fortuitous opportunity.

"Young Hero Yu, please be careful," Jiese suddenly remembered something and reminded him, "Just now, this humble monk saw several unfamiliar faces walk past as if no one else was there and enter the Dragon Gate, while the other benefactors seemed completely unaware!"

"One of them was none other than Xiao Yanzhi of the Xiao Household!"

Yu Tunzhou nodded emphatically, his mind racing with thoughts.

It seems that under the "coercion" from the Dragon Gate, these behind-the-scenes beings finally couldn't resist the allure of the Eternal Dragon Gate and revealed themselves!

This Dragon Gate Contest is not over; it has only just begun!

He gently rubbed the Vajra Bracelet between his fingers, then stepped into the Dragon Gate without pausing.

Upon crossing the Dragon Gate, what first came into view was not a magnificent palace or a blessed land shrouded in celestial mist, but a ship of indescribable size, seemingly large enough to contain all sentient beings in the myriad realms!

He suddenly remembered a secret that Huntian had mentioned before—

The remains of the Ancestral Dragon were once forged by a powerful being into a vessel for crossing the world!