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Chapter 261: Things Just Happen This Way
🕑 Added 2024-10-22 06:47:11 +0000 UTC“Yan Shuying, you’ve lost.”
From his lofty position, Yu Longcheng gazed down at the woman who had been sent flying, speaking in a calm voice.
“It’s too early to say that!”
A sharp gleam flashed through Yan Shuying’s eyes as she suddenly soared into the sky.
“Clang!”
A fierce scarlet spear appeared in her hand, and with a swift thrust, the very sky seemed to tremble.
An overwhelming force gathered behind the spear, making it seem like this one thrust could pierce through everything.
“The power of momentum!”
“She’s already touched upon the power of momentum and can even harness a portion of the world’s force!”
“This is the kind of power only Martial Emperors can truly command, and yet she’s already making contact with it!”
“Though she’s only grasped a sliver of it, it’s still incredibly impressive. The candidates for the Divine Son of the Sun-Devouring Emperor Palace are indeed extraordinary.”
At this moment, facing this terrifying spear, Yu Longcheng’s expression remained utterly calm, with only a hint of a cold smile.
The power of momentum?
He hadn’t mastered it yet.
But so what? The power of his Dao Bone was enough to suppress everything!
“Perish!”
He raised his right hand, and the golden light emitted from the Dao Bone on his chest flowed like liquid, converging into his palm. Symbols of immense power shone brightly, and with an unmatched stance, he pushed his hand forward.
“Boom!”
The sky quaked as though a giant pillar had suddenly collapsed.
The overwhelming force behind the spear instantly shattered. The spearhead froze in mid-air while the shaft exploded, fanning out like the ribs of an umbrella without its covering.
“Pfft!”
The valiant woman’s clothes were torn apart as she spewed blood, her body wrapped in holy light.
Damn that holy light!
“Hiss!!”
“Isn’t this a bit too much?”
Some gasped while staring intently at the woman being flung through the air.
“It’s nothing. Martial cultivators don’t worry about such trivialities.”
A middle-aged man in the crowd commented with a righteous tone, though his eyes were clearly following the woman’s trajectory.
From their perspective, there was no holy light at all—since such "censorship" is only added later.
“Boom!”
“Pfft!!”
On the other side, Zhao Mushen also defeated Yang Dingtian, with just as ruthless methods, sending the latter flying—similarly stripped bare.
At this moment.
Yu Longcheng turned his gaze toward Zhao Mushen.
Both men locked eyes, seeing the intense battle intent and unshakable confidence in each other.
“You should surrender. I possess a natural Dao physique, born undefeated. You cannot win.”
Yu Longcheng spoke calmly.
“I rose from nothing. Everyone I’ve defeated along the way has said something similar to me.”
Zhao Mushen smiled slightly, his gaze sharp.
“Very well, since you refuse to yield, I’ll make you submit. I’ll show you what it means to be naturally supreme!”
A fierce light flickered in Yu Longcheng’s eyes as he launched his attack.
“Boom!”
His entire body glowed, and golden symbols spiraled around him like a tornado as he charged forward.
“Good timing!”
Zhao Mushen laughed heartily. “You may have a natural Dao physique, but I possess a Tyrant Body! The Tyrant Body is second to none!”
With that, he also charged forward.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
“Boom!”
The two collided with explosive power, their strikes flashing like the continuous detonation of suns.
Symbols filled the air like shattered waves.
“Their speed and strength!”
“And the rhythm, the frequency…”
“Every collision unleashes their full power, and every move strikes deep into the opponent's core.”
“So powerful…”
The spectators gasped in amazement, their faces filled with admiration.
Even some of the older cultivators could only smile bitterly. Truly, the younger generation always surpasses the old.
“Ugh!”
In the end, a low, bestial growl echoed from the glowing mass, a mix of release and relief.
“Whoosh!”
A silver-white beam shot out from Yu Longcheng’s body.
The beam was scorching hot, filled with symbols wriggling like tadpoles, slamming toward Zhao Mushen.
“No!”
Zhao Mushen sensed the destructive power, his face filled with panic as he struggled to defend himself.
He even summoned a protective shield to save his life.
“Clang!”
With a crisp sound, the shield flew away like a pot lid, and Zhao Mushen’s clothes were blasted apart as he was sent flying—completely exposed.
Why does everyone’s clothes always get blown off?
In truth, this is only natural.
Their bodies, so powerful, were injured, so how could their clothes remain intact? With millions of tons of force bearing down, even iron underpants would be blasted apart, let alone regular fabric.
At this moment.
Yu Longcheng hovered in the sky, surrounded by countless symbols swirling like a divine halo, radiating holiness.
His expression was one of pride.
His heart surged with overwhelming emotion, wanting to let out a triumphant roar. But he held back, maintaining an air of calm and dignity.
“Fourth Brother, you’ve lost!”
On the distant mountain peak, the Third Elder looked smugly at the Fourth Elder, grinning like an old fox.
The Fourth Elder’s face darkened.
His expression shifted between red and white, his face twitching as though he was in unbearable pain.
He wasn’t one to renege on a bet, as losing in front of his opponent would be the ultimate blow to his pride.
But the price of this loss was steep. If he went through with it, his dignity would be shattered forever.
“Wait a minute!”
Suddenly, a thought seemed to strike him, and his eyes lit up with joy as he exclaimed, “You haven’t won yet!”
The Third Elder froze.
The Fourth Elder sneered, saying, “It seems you’ve forgotten. In recent years, the Grand Elder has been traveling and took on a disciple with unparalleled talent—a Divine Physique! Though they haven’t returned to the palace, they’re still a candidate for the Divine Son!”
“Why do you think the palace lord hasn’t announced the results yet? He’s waiting for the Grand Elder and that Divine Physique to return!”
“Without defeating that Divine Physique, Yu Longcheng can’t claim the title of Divine Son. And against a Divine Physique… a natural Dao physique might not be enough!”
Hearing this, the Third Elder’s face turned ashen.
How could he have forgotten this?
He took a deep breath and stubbornly replied, “But the fact remains that the Grand Elder and that Divine Physique have yet to return.”
“If we keep the guests waiting any longer, they’ll grow impatient, and our Sun-Devouring Emperor Palace will lose face.”
“So, if the Grand Elder and that Divine Physique don’t return today, Yu Longcheng will still be the Divine Son!”
The Fourth Elder snorted and replied, “The Grand Elder has always been reliable. I’m sure the palace lord has already informed him, and he’ll return on time.”
“Heh.”
The Third Elder chuckled coldly.
Now, it was up to fate.
At that moment, on the grand plaza, the crowd began to grow puzzled as time passed without an announcement of the results.
The Sun-Devouring Emperor Palace Lord finally explained:
“Everyone, our Sun-Devouring Emperor Palace has one more candidate for the position of Divine Son, a disciple taken by our Grand Elder during his travels. This disciple possesses a legendary Divine Physique. Please bear with us a little longer.”
Whoosh!
Instantly, the crowd’s expressions changed.
They were all stunned.
A Divine Physique! A physique even stronger than a natural Dao physique. Why was it called a Divine Physique? Because among all physiques in the world, it ranked supreme!
It had no weaknesses.
Its overall strength was unparalleled.
Even Yu Longcheng’s face showed a flicker of panic at the mention of a Divine Physique. There was another candidate with such a powerful physique in the palace?
How had he not known?
But outwardly, he remained calm, even smiling, as if to tell everyone that no matter how much he had consumed, even with the arrival of the Divine Physique, he, Yu Longcheng, would remain invincible among his peers!
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