The encirclement by the five masters was like a great demon-suppressing pagoda, aiming to press down on Qin Fen, this nascent demonic dragon about to emerge. King Biancheng spread his arms, unleashing the Vajra's Tail from the ancient fist technique Stone Splitting Jade Breaking Fist. His palm faced downward, and his elbow carved a scorching, brilliant white arc across the sky, slamming toward the crown of Qin Fen's head, like the most direct and swift strike of a spearhead being hurled forth.

How vast the disparity in strength between the two sides was, King Biancheng knew clearly; the other four masters were equally aware. In this state, engaging Qin Fen with feints and dodges, or tricks where one move was layered upon the next, was utterly useless. It would be an insult to Qin Fen's current might and an insult to their own intelligence.

Fist is light, palm heavy, elbow is deadly. King Biancheng's massive elbow flipped down to strike. Qin Fen’s black hair immediately surged upwards, as if all moisture in the air had instantly evaporated, the scalding air threatening to set his hair alight.

Night Wanderer God, true to his name, within the vast battlefield, sank toward the ground like an eel. His palms braced against the earth, moving like a reptile crawling on its hands. His two feet shot out in a scissors-cut motion, employing the rarely seen Ground Cutting Blade technique among martial artists!

Feet substituting for blades! Night Wanderer God merged the foot-blades of New Taekwondo, New Karate, and ancient fist arts, forming the Night Wanderer Ground Cutting Blade. It possessed less overbearing aura, gaining instead an elusive slipperiness and agility, like two hidden eels in dark mud, making them impossible to locate, every strike a sly, hard-to-defend chop or slash aimed at the leg joints.

King Taishan stepped forward in one pace. His left hand was hidden beneath his ribcage, while his right hand thrust out its index and middle fingers separated like lightning. The Void Piercing Finger Qi of the Profound Yin Finger shot straight for Qin Fen’s eyes. The human body has many vulnerable points, the eyes being one of them; even with the best protective divine skill, the eyes remain a soft spot.

He Xiangu moved with the Lotus Step, her hands joined, thrusting upward toward Qin Fen’s jaw. Lu Dongbin flanked the outside of her arms with two flying swords orbiting, forming an extra layer of protection while subtly enhancing her offensive capability.

Lu Dongbin charged toward Qin Fen with the most savage and potent force on the battlefield. He neither planted his stance nor lowered his waist. Not just the large tendons in his back were taut and singing; the great tendons in his legs also snapped audibly, as if a thousand powerful bows simultaneously drew their strings to the full moon.

His left fist struck first, a direct, hammering blow toward the chest, seeking no trickery. His right knee simultaneously rose off the ground, bringing hand, foot, arm, and elbow into play all at once, attacking in a manner that seemed almost chaotically disorganized. The whistling fist wind clearly articulated that terrifying explosive power. Lu Dongbin unleashed his ultimate trump card of the world’s most fiercely powerful martial arts stream: [Ten Thousand Thunderous Blasts], maximizing the earth-shaking, serpentine movement of thunder and lightning across heaven and earth.

Enveloped completely by the offense of the five individuals, it was now impossible for even a fly or mosquito to escape, let alone a single bacterium managing a breakthrough.

The five masters putting their lives on the line were several times more ferocious than the combined might of the previous five masters of Tianmen. Du Peng watched the assault and secretly pondered how Qin Fen would respond? By overwhelming them with brute force?

Qin Fen’s face was like dead wood. He lifted his right foot, flicking his heel backward. His left big toe lifted and released, his body flickering left and right like a dragonfly skimming water. He moved with ethereal swiftness and ghost-like agility, continuously rotating. His raised right foot swung forward, perfectly meeting Night Wanderer God’s chest. “What movement technique is this?” Night Wanderer God had no time to be surprised. The hands supporting him on the ground crossed in front of his chest. The foot-blades that had been used to chop and slice at Qin Fen’s legs simultaneously stamped the ground, and he retreated backward, only to feel a massive surge of Void Piercing Gang Qi shoot out, striking his arms directly.

This is… Night Wanderer God had no time for further thought. A burning sensation erupted in his chest, blood churning uncontrollably. A sound like cracking bones emanated from his arms. He tumbled hundreds of somersaults across the ground, his feet immediately pushing off the ground as he rolled into the deeper part of the woods, vanishing in an instant.

Flee! In that single moment, Night Wanderer God chose to run. This fight was unwinnable. His most exquisite technique, which he thought would force Qin Fen into a head-on confrontation to buy time for his comrades, was met by Qin Fen executing a strange stepping pattern on the fly, as if stepping on blossoms while moving. The trajectory was ever-changing. Not only were his feet striking and injuring his opponent and forcing him back, but his arms and body were not idle either; he unexpectedly counterattacked everyone else. How could this be fought?

If he didn't leave now, his fate would likely be assassination...

As Night Wanderer God launched his attack, the other four masters’ attacks coordinated and arrived simultaneously. Qin Fen moved with steps that birthed chrysanthemums. His left hand, near his face, executed the [Beauties Rolling Pearl Screen] from the [Beauty Fist] technique, slicing toward King Taishan’s wrist. If this strike landed true, for the next few seconds, before the bio-beast could divide cells to sprout a new hand, King Taishan would be playing the role of a one-armed hero.

In a flash of lightning, several deep grooves appeared on King Taishan’s brow. The thrusting Profound Yin Finger did not retract at all; he would rather lose his arm than let Qin Fen complete this move and delay his companions.

Ruthless! True powerhouses are ruthless not only to their enemies but also to themselves! Retreating would only give Qin Fen more room to maneuver, leading to all of them being wiped out. It was better to suffer injury to create an opportunity for the others!

Pfft—King Taishan’s wrist was cut off without exception. The intense pain caused cold sweat to instantly burst from his forehead. Before he could react, Qin Fen’s five fingers seized the severed hand and flung it directly toward He Xiangu’s face!

The underworld had not witnessed Qin Fen’s technique of transferring power through a body to kill, but Tianmen’s He Xiangu had seen it not long ago. Seeing the human-flesh projectile flying at her, she reacted without thinking, spinning her body like a drill to evade the palm, while simultaneously continuing her direct thrust toward Qin Fen’s jaw.

This change in attack maintained the straight thrust, moving vertically toward King Taishan’s severed arm wound, directly carving into his chest. A close-range strike from the Tathagata Palm landed, leaving him no room to dodge. A series of bones in his chest fractured, and the skin on his back bulged outward, but unlike previous times, the airflow did not punch straight through to blast out his internal organs.

This was not Qin Fen's strength weakening, nor was King Taishan’s protective power strong enough; rather, it was Qin Fen’s control becoming more precise. As long as there was sufficient power to secure victory, he would never use a shred more force than necessary, resulting in this particular impact.

Du Peng’s eyes twitched incessantly. Qin Fen had actually advanced to this level, capable of accurately gauging his opponents' strength even while being besieged, not only breaking through their protective divine skill to achieve victory but also avoiding wasting extra energy, thus making his counter-attacks more agile.

The Tathagata Palm strike did not retract; instead, it swept horizontally. Simultaneously, his right hand reached out, also tracing an arc, resembling the Cloud Hands of Tai Chi, or perhaps the White Crane Spreading Wings, striking with an incomprehensible speed that blended hardness and softness! It hooked onto the wrists of the Six Hall Yama King’s [Atomic Fission Nuclear Fusion Fist] and Lu Dongbin’s [Ten Thousand Thunderous Blasts], hooking his wrists simultaneously! Then, with a downward sweep, as if placing bracelets on their wrists, he absorbed more than half of the power of their punches.

It was as if two divine generals had simultaneously hurled world-destroying artifacts, only to have them instantly snatched away by two rings. That hook, that sweep, that pull! It took away both the punch force and the momentum!

[Divine Fist Dao – Vajra Binding]!

This was the first time Qin Fen had used his own martial dao ultimate skill since the battle began! This power, blending hardness and softness, ultimately transformed into ultimate softness, leaving the two masters feeling as if power was bottled up inside their bodies, yet utterly unable to release it.

This move took them completely by surprise. None of them expected Qin Fen to fight not with the overwhelming, tank-like crushing tactic rumored of him, but by challenging them in technique. Not only was he firmly suppressing the masters in terms of power, but he was also thoroughly overpowering them in terms of skill!

This shock was even greater than Qin Fen’s previous sigh.

Lu Dongbin secretly praised him, "This young man, despite his age, has achieved great mastery in the martial dao!" If his arms were completely entangled, he feared all the strength in his body would be bound, leading to him being captured alive and humiliated unharmed?

The Six Hall Yama King, seeing King Taishan die, let out a desperate roar. His arms burst forth with light, creating a clap of thunder out of thin air. His arms violently shattered, and two immense beams of light shot toward Qin Fen, resembling the laser cannon of a space battleship concentrating all its energy for a gamble.

The arms wrapped around Qin Fen’s hands suddenly exploded and vanished. He shook them away sideways, and his feet used the Step of the Blooming Chrysanthemum to dodge the Six Hall Yama King’s desperate ultimate move. He didn't spare the Yama King another glance. That man was already dead after this move—it was the suicidal ultimate technique of the Nuclear Fusion Fist, usable only in a state of complete rampage and loss of control.

Qin Fen dodged, and the light beams shot toward He Xiangu.

Lu Dongbin’s heart tightened. The joints of his shoulders cracked loudly as he forcefully broke free from Qin Fen’s Vajra Binding, but it was slightly too late. The two flying swords orbiting around He Xiangu rotated at high speed, drilling into the thick column of light, emitting a series of dazzling sparks.

In an instant, the two flying swords dissolved into nothingness. He Xiangu met the weakened light with both palms and was sent flying backward.

“Escape!” Lu Dongbin shouted loudly without looking back. The large tendons in his entire body vibrated with sharp sounds. His fists unleashed a barrage of shadows like a thousand machine guns firing simultaneously, enveloping Qin Fen.

Qin Fen’s palms flipped, the palm wind surging from his chest like roaring tidal waves, meeting Lu Dongbin’s entire array of fist shadows. The Divine Fist Dao instantly erupted with its most ferocious aspect—the tyrannical, raging tide of the true number one chaos sovereign of the fiercely powerful martial dao—crashing against Lu Dongbin’s Ten Thousand Thunderous Blasts.

Thunder roared incessantly across the battlefield. The power Lu Dongbin desperately exerted to protect himself unleashed the strongest state of his life up to this point. The fist shadows emanating from his two fists, each larger than Qin Fen’s head, trembled violently, along with Qin Fen’s palm shadows, completely obscuring this small area, as if either one of them could be utterly swallowed at any moment.

Du Peng, among those present, was the only one who could vaguely discern the battle. Lu Dongbin’s fierce power truly deserved its title as number one in the world; he could actually withstand so many of Qin Fen's strikes! Even though Qin Fen hadn't used his full strength, it was astonishing enough.

Boom boom boom boom boom…

Thunder roared continuously in the sky, yet the ground remained as silent as before. Qin Fen’s feet were like divine seals suppressing the earth; no matter how fierce the battle raged, the ground remained placid.

In a mere few seconds, after countless crackling thunderous sounds, Lu Dongbin’s sturdy body transformed into a massive black silhouette flying off the ground, shooting out like a cannonball, smashing through dozens of large trees before finally stopping its backward roll meters away.

“Dong Bin…” He Xiangu cried out sharply, blood flowing from her arms. She had not left; instead, she launched herself toward the woods…