God Elephant Sect—Devouring Dragon!

The dark-gold Martial God Strength sketched a dazzling, dragon-like arc across the second-tier platform.

Then, in the next moment, this trail vanished bit by bit, accompanied by a sound resembling an elephant's roar.

What disappeared along with it was the light in this small area. These rays of light seemed to have been devoured by something.

Devouring this light was… Lu Yuan's fist!

With an expressionless face, Lu Yuan punched towards the old man in green before him, his fist moving with a speed that was deceptively fast despite its apparent slowness.

The twin-headed, four-armed Elephantman shadow atop his head became heavily blurred and distorted, almost vanishing.

A patch of collapsing, sunken darkness appeared at his fist.

No one could clearly see Lu Yuan's fist delivering short-range strikes at an incredibly exaggerated frequency within a small area.

True Intention, Vigor, and muscular strength—the power of these three, erupting countless times, was continuously compressed by Lu Yuan into a single punch in an inconceivable manner.

This punch represented the pinnacle of the God Elephant Sect's system.

It was the ultimate manifestation of the core "Power" of the God Elephant Sect's martial arts!

Without an exceptionally strong physique and transcendent skills, it would be impossible to achieve.

This was the product of Lu Yuan's flash of insight, a stroke of genius.

It was also the ripe fruit of his insane accumulation and growth in Pure Martial attainment, a natural culmination of his journey so far!

God Elephant Devours Dragon! If I could stack this punch infinitely, even if the True Dragon from actual legends reappeared, I could smash it with one punch!

Lu Yuan's eyes sparkled. The instant he threw the punch, he had already seen the old man in green's face contorting wildly, and his eyes filled with terror as he tried to evade.

Unfortunately, the terrifying suction and devouring power accompanying this punch's accumulated force firmly latched onto the old man's body, even pulling him proactively towards Lu Yuan's fist.

BOOM BOOM BOOM—

Beneath the fist, which was vibrating at high speed and erupting with power, Lu Yuan's heart remained exceptionally calm.

He heard a thunderous rumble from within his body. His Spiritual Power spread like water, and the unfathomable, wondrous evolution within him rapidly accelerated...

His comprehension of "God Elephant Devours Dragon" was a milestone, a summation of his own martial path.

With the creation of this punch...

He was even closer to the "Extraordinary Grandmaster Realm" that belonged uniquely to him, to extraordinary martial arts.

BOOM!

Lu Yuan's punch fully landed.

It was as if a nuclear bomb had exploded on the second-tier platform!

Those watching the battle from the distant white square could only see the light on the second-tier platform abruptly dim, then suddenly flare, dazzlingly bright.

This was followed by a tremendous roar, as if the earth was shaking and mountains were swaying.

Those closer, the Grandmasters standing on the third-tier platform, suffered from temporary deafness and incessant ringing in their ears.

Some even had blood seeping from their noses and mouths. This was a result of their internal organs suffering from the shockwaves of a powerful and invisible blast.

Figure after figure, these individuals, once lofty and hailed as the ceiling of the Pure Martial system, now clutched their chests and retreated wildly in shock.

Even their own understanding of martial arts suffered a tremendous blow.

They simply couldn't comprehend how, relying solely on a mortal body and pure martial arts techniques, with no Evil Energy Fluctuation whatsoever, one could achieve this!

They were Grandmasters... yet at this moment, they felt as insignificant as ordinary people.

BOOM—

The aftershocks dissipated.

Lu Yuan stood calmly on the high platform, still maintaining his punching posture.

Yet, a flicker of interest stirred in his eyes.

He saw that in the area half a meter in front of him, the entire second-tier platform had completely collapsed and shattered.

Five figures stood quietly before him.

His fist was pressed against the chest of a robust man, over two meters tall, whose bulging muscles had completely shredded his black clothes.

The robust man's face was twisted ferociously, his hands in a defensive posture, and expressions of pain continually flickered across his features.

Did they swap someone out?

Lu Yuan blinked, only then noticing that his original target—the old man in green—was hiding behind the robust man, his two arms pressed hard against the robust man's back, his face also contorted.

Like him, there were three others.

The Penglai Wu Chao on the second-tier platform were now forming a strange formation, in a posture similar to transferring power, as if all five of them were channeling their strength into one person, forcefully withstanding his "Devouring Dragon" punch.

...The Penglai Wu Chao excel at a combined attack art; when the five of them strike together, they are nearly invincible on land.

The words Xu Weiguo had once told him resurfaced in Lu Yuan's mind.

He understood at once.

It seemed what he was currently witnessing was indeed the so-called combined attack art of the Penglai Wu Chao.

"Five Cycles of Rebirth!"

As he was thinking, the black-clothed robust man before Lu Yuan let out a low roar.

Lifting both arms, he struck fiercely towards both sides of Lu Yuan's temples with a move called "Double Peaks Piercing Ears."

Bring it on.

Lu Yuan's eyes sparkled; he didn't even glance at the robust man's attack.

Instead...

He threw another punch.

"God Elephant Devours Dragon!"

His second execution of it was clearly more practiced, smoother, and more natural than the first.

The Devouring Dragon punch placed an enormous burden on the physical body.

But in his current state, the greater the burden, the greater the stimulating effect on the evolving circulation within his body!

BOOM!

There was another sudden shift from darkness to light.

A deafening sound erupted, this time even more muffled and deep than the last.

Terrifying aftershocks blasted out from the second-tier platform, creating visible ripples in the sky.

When the light dissipated, everyone saw two figures on the second-tier platform, fists pressed against each other.

The light around them distorted; their dense, almost liquefied auras collided and pressed against each other.

Merely looking at them induced an indescribable sense of oppression and discomfort.

"Good..."

A strange light pulsed in Lu Yuan's eyes as he growled, "Again!"

The black-clothed robust man before him widened his eyes, seeming to want to say something, but before he could utter a word, Lu Yuan's third Devouring Dragon punch arrived.

BOOM!

"Again!"

BOOM!

"Good, good, good! One more punch!"

BOOM! BOOM!

Lu Yuan and the black-clothed robust man, who carried four encumbrances on his back, continuously exchanged blows.

There were hardly any fancy techniques between them; it was all a pure contest of power.

Lu Yuan repeatedly used "God Elephant Devours Dragon." Using this move over and over caused his body to somewhat fail to bear the immense load, resulting in widespread rupture of muscles and capillaries.

A thin mist of blood even seeped from the surface of his skin.

Yet, his eyes grew increasingly brighter with each exchange.

The Elephant God True Intention, now only fifteen meters tall, would shrink violently after each clash, merging into Lu Yuan's body.

Ten meters...

Nine meters...

Seven meters...

Five meters...

When only the final meter of Lu Yuan's vast True Intention and aura remained unmerged with his body, blood had completely seeped out from all over him, making him look like a man made of blood.

BOOM!

Lu Yuan threw an utterly brilliant punch...

But it surprisingly struck empty air.

Uh...

Lu Yuan stopped his fist, only then realizing that the black-clothed robust man standing before him had already shriveled into a gaunt, weak old man lying on the ground.

Beside him, four other figures lay strewn about.

Lu Yuan took two steps forward, lowered his head to look down at the old man in black who had just been trading blows with him.

The old man in black stared at him fixedly, blood continuously pouring from his mouth, and spoke with great difficulty, his voice full of unwillingness, "Our strength has declined... only half of what it was at our peak... If, during our heyday, we were to use the Five Cycles of Rebirth..."

Before the old man in black could finish, a deep look of disappointment and regret had already spread across Lu Yuan's face.

Even at full strength, its power would only be double what it is now? Then this combined attack art is indeed a bit useless. Five people bundled together, and still so easily beaten. You couldn't even let me fight to my heart's content...

Saying this, Lu Yuan sighed softly, and all the blood seeping from his skin flowed back into his body.

The burden and damage inflicted on his body by the continuous use of "God Elephant Devours Dragon" had already completely healed.

His physical body had transformed to another level.

The circulation within him had completely formed.

Those blood threads originating from his limbs and bones were now converging at the center of his chest, forming a blood-red vortex of no great size.

It also happened to encircle the Feather of Hundred-Eyed Dark Crow that had always been hidden in his chest.

The two seemed to have some inexplicable resonance.

Ever since obtaining the Feather of Hundred-Eyed Dark Crow, Lu Yuan had no idea what use it had, aside from unlocking the panel.

Now, however, it was as if he had accidentally triggered some mechanism, giving him the feeling that he would soon be able to control this feather.

GURGLE GURGLE—

Just as he was thinking, the old man in black at his feet let out a series of strange sounds.

His eyes stared fixedly at Lu Yuan, as if enraged by the words Lu Yuan had just spoken. His body suddenly twitched...

Then he spat out a large amount of blood, and subsequently, his eyes rapidly dimmed.

He was dead.

Lu Yuan watched the old man in black die, then looked at the other four members of the Penglai Wu Chao; their life force was also rapidly fading.

A ripple went through Lu Yuan's heart, but it quickly calmed.

He raised his head, looking towards the figure on the final high platform, who was enveloped in a brilliant rosy glow.

From the moment he had fought his way into Penglai until now, this figure had remained utterly motionless.

If not for the faint aura he could sense emanating from this figure, one might truly mistake it for a statue or a corpse, merely placed there for show.

"Heaven Lord... Wu Chao."

Lu Yuan looked at the figure within the rosy glow.

Just a bit more...

He touched his chest; the various legendary tales about Heaven Lord Wu Chao that Xu Weiguo had once told him flashed through his mind.

Lu Yuan took a gentle breath, completely calming his turbulent emotions.

Then, his eyes gleaming, he ascended the final flight of stairs step by step, heading towards the last platform.

At this moment, the entire Martial Saint Island of Penglai was so quiet there wasn't the slightest sound.

Only the clouds and mist in the sky swirled silently.

Everyone stared intently at the back of the figure slowly ascending the distant steps.

Beneath that figure lay the defeated Penglai Wu Chao.

Above that figure's head was the Lord of Penglai, wreathed in radiant rosy light.

In a trance, they seemed to witness—

The legends of the old era slowly drawing to a close, while a brand new myth was beginning to be written...

Lu Yuan finally stepped onto the high platform.

He calmly looked at the figure within the rosy glow.

He could sense that the figure within the rosy glow was also looking at him.

"You... are the first in this past hundred years to reach me in this manner."

"You are very good."

From within the cascading rosy light, a calm, middle-aged male voice emerged.

Lu Yuan said nothing, merely standing quietly.

"I will give you an opportunity."

The figure within the rosy light continued in a gentle tone, "Right now, kneel before me.

I can accept you as my disciple.

In this era, you will become the sole inheritor of the Heavenly Palace Sect's martial arts.

And you will also be the future, second Penglai Heaven Lord."

"How about it?"

A gaze pierced through the rosy light, landing on Lu Yuan's face, seemingly awaiting his answer.

Lu Yuan remained silent.

Then, he slowly raised his head, his expression calm as he met that gaze.

"I will also give you an opportunity."

Lu Yuan stated softly,

"Become my stepping stone. This will be... an honor a hundred times more glorious than your status as a legend of the old era, the Penglai Heaven Lord!"

DING—

As he finished speaking, Lu Yuan felt everything on this highest platform freeze.

The clouds, the rosy light, the air... everything stopped flowing.

Then, he heard a man's soft laugh.

Immediately after, the rosy light before him parted, and a middle-aged man—ordinary in build and appearance, save for a pair of eyes as warm and lustrous as jade, full of profound charm—slowly walked out.

He was smiling gently and reached Lu Yuan in a few strides.

Then, he gently threw a punch straight at Lu Yuan's head, saying lightly, "Heavenly Palace Sect's First Style—Stand in South Sky!"

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes, calmly watching the figure attack.

The moment the opponent threw his punch, Lu Yuan's entire aura also quietly completed its transformation.

His previously domineering and fierce God Elephant Sect aura receded.

Released in its place was a profound, cold, and mysterious aura, like that of the endless abyss of the Netherworld.

Lu Yuan's expression was calm as he, too, returned a punch.

This punch was also newly created, also unleashed for the first time.

The punch's name—

[Nether Crow Sect—Death Country of Penglai!]

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