"Do you really think you stand a chance against me?" A faint voice echoed from behind the Rat Man, immediately followed by a chilling sensation sweeping over him...
The Rat Man was aghast. He clearly sensed Ye Jingyu was only at the Grandmaster realm, whereas he himself was practically a Martial Saint, unequivocally stronger than Ye Jingyu. With the Giant Frog's assistance, killing Ye Jingyu shouldn't have been difficult. So how could he have evaded the attack?
With no time to ponder how Ye Jingyu managed to dodge his strike, the Rat Man spun around, brandishing the silver hook horizontally before him...
Clang... With a sharp crack, Ye Jingyu’s punch slammed heavily onto the silver hook. Cracks immediately spiderwebbed across the metal, and finally, the entire hook shattered into pieces...
The terrifying force of the punch, bypassing the broken weapon, surged directly toward the Rat Man...
"A desperate comeback..." Feeling that intense wave of power, the Rat Man’s heart pounded. His body twisted impossibly, somehow evading that fatal blow. He rapidly retreated, covering several steps to land back on the Giant Frog's broad back...
"You... How could you possibly possess such immense power?" The Rat Man pointed a finger at Ye Jingyu, asking in utter shock.
"Hmph!" Ye Jingyu disdained wasting words. His feet moved instantly as he charged toward the Rat Man. For this fellow who hadn't even reached the Martial Saint level, dispatching him was a mere formality!
Seeing Ye Jingyu bear down on him, a cold sneer suddenly spread across the Rat Man's face. The moment the smirk appeared, six shadows shot out from the ground, and six cold blades instantly flared to life from thin air, slashing viciously at Ye Jingyu...
Sensing an aura as powerful as that of a Martial Saint, Ye Jingyu remained unperturbed. His body suddenly stabilized in mid-air, and with lightning speed, he raised his right hand. Circulating his entire Bàyuán Lì (Hegemonic Origin Power), he unleashed Tiānfá (Heavenly Punishment)...
A colossal palm print materialized out of the void, carrying unparalleled heavenly might as it slammed down toward the Rat Man and the six looming shadows...
Smack, smack, smack, smack... A series of sharp reports echoed. The six shadowy figures, along with the Rat Man himself, simply could not withstand the terror of the Tiānfá palm strike. In almost an instant, they were pulverized into mincemeat by the force...
Flesh splattered, and entrails flew everywhere...
Even the colossal frog was smashed to dust by the single palm strike, its blue blood pooling across the ground. As for the smaller Jiǎwā frogs, none dared to twitch a muscle...
Standing motionless, gazing at the puddles of gore, Ye Jingyu's brows furrowed tightly. The Tear of the Azure Demon was one of the most miraculous elixirs in the world. If these individuals sought it, how could their strength be so utterly inadequate?
It was at that precise moment that the bizarre happened: the mangled flesh, previously shattered, began to slowly coalesce. Even the corpse of the Giant Frog was integrating into the mass...
In a short time, a blood-soaked figure glowing with blue light stood up from the heap of ruined matter. A potent soul aura washed over the area...
Soul Immortal. Only a Soul Immortal possessed such power. Ye Jingyu had only felt this aura on Hai Langbing. This creature was actually a Soul Immortal...
"You... You actually destroyed this Venerable One's fēnshēn! You destroyed this Venerable One’s essence, painstakingly refined over years! Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable..." The blood figure, now formed, pointed at Ye Jingyu and roared in sheer fury, wishing to tear him limb from limb...
Sensing the blood figure's constantly strengthening soul presence, Ye Jingyu wasted no more time. His body lunged forward; he feared no opponent, not even a Soul Immortal...
"Die for me! Tiāndì Suìhún Quán (Heaven and Earth Soul-Shattering Fist)!" Ye Jingyu roared, and dazzling golden light erupted from his fist, accompanied by a massive burst of fist intent...
Even the exceedingly arrogant blood figure showed a flicker of fear when confronted with that terrifying intent. It began muttering an incantation, causing several layers of blue light screens to form before it...
Crack... The first blue screen instantly shattered. Then the second, the third, the fourth...
In the blink of an eye, seven layers of protective screens, each capable of blocking a Martial Saint's punch, were pulverized by Ye Jingyu. The violent fist intent showed no sign of diminishing, continuing its trajectory toward the blood figure...
Ye Jingyu knew perfectly well that the opponent's spirit was tethered to this flesh puppet. Destroying the puppet would inevitably cause severe damage to the soul...
Feeling the unrelenting nature of this focused punch, the blood figure radiated streaks of blood-red light. It raised both arms, attempting to brace against the overwhelmingly powerful strike...
Boom! With a deafening roar, Ye Jingyu’s fist struck the blood figure’s arms once more. Even the blood-red glow was no match for this world-shattering blow...
The red light was obliterated, and the entire body, along with it, was blasted into the finest dust...
Crimson blood sprayed out again, and an intensely strong soul essence shot forth from the remains of the puppet...
Seeing the spirit escape, Ye Jingyu moved, flashing instantly into mid-air. He drew the Heavenly Venerable Saber and brought it down directly toward the fleeing soul...
"Zhànyǔn Pòshén Dāo (Battle Doom Soul-Shattering Blade)!" Ye Jingyu yelled, and a purple blade radiance flared from the Heavenly Venerable Saber, slicing directly at the escaping divine soul...
This Soul Immortal was named Shu Yun, a rogue cultivator who had dedicated himself solely to pursuing the supreme realm of true immortality. Regrettably, after over a century of cultivation, he remained stuck in the Soul Immortal realm. To break through to the True Immortal realm, he had gone to great lengths, even expending soul power to craft seven fēnshēn (clones) to assist him in locating the Tear of the Azure Demon.
Once he consumed that elixir, he was at least ninety percent certain of achieving the True Immortal realm. Now, having finally found the elixir, he encountered a freak like Ye Jingyu, who had shattered his seven Grandmaster-level fēnshēn with a single palm strike...
Furious, Shu Yun was about to unleash a powerful soul technique to destroy Ye Jingyu, but before he could fully execute it, he saw Ye Jingyu launch his attack first—an attack whose power was terrifyingly greater than any Martial Saint he had ever encountered. This blade, in particular, seemed capable of tearing apart any powerful soul...
Sensing the immense power contained within the blade radiance, Shu Yun dared not hesitate further. He brought his hands together, and a blue light ignited between them, spinning rapidly. The very void began to form a blue vortex, and from the center of that vortex, the tip of a deep blue spear slowly emerged...
(Ugh, I’ve been stuck on this for the past couple of days! That’s why I’m writing so slowly! Everyone, please offer some support and give the writer some motivation!)