Volume 1, Chapter 47: In for a Penny, in for a Pound
"That punch was not bad, but unfortunately, it was far too slow."
Mu Yi spoke as though he had eyes growing on the back of his head.
He did not even need to turn around.
He shifted his foot slightly to the left, executing a divine dragon wagging its tail.
Boom!
Lei Shan’s Wind-Thunder Divine Fist missed completely.
Simultaneously, Mu Yi’s Universe Heaven-Suppressing Seal continued to descend toward Yue Jue’s head.
"Overlord Lifts the Cauldron!"
At this juncture of life and death, Yue Jue, renowned as the Hundred-Battles Dragon King, unleashed all his latent potential to the absolute limit.
He flung his hands up abruptly, as if supporting a giant cauldron, forcibly confronting Mu Yi’s Universe Heaven-Suppressing Seal.
A tremendous roar instantly resounded through the air.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Yue Jue’s body shuddered as if struck by a succession of heavy sledgehammers. He retreated eight steps in a row, leaving a deep footprint in the ground with every single step.
Though battered and disheveled, he ultimately managed to withstand Mu Yi’s fatal blow.
"To be able to block my Universe Heaven-Suppressing Seal, you have every right to be proud."
A rare trace of appreciation flashed through Mu Yi’s eyes.
Among the younger generation, those worthy of his appreciation were exceedingly rare.
"Pity, though—this still cannot save you from the fate of destruction."
Mu Yi struck once more.
His palms moved like interlocking rings, swift as a sudden gale.
The heavens and earth seemed woven into a massive net.
In an instant, the entire grand hall roared like a raging sea and howling mountains. Countless palm shadows transformed into a whirlpool, directly engulfing both Yue Jue and Lei Shan.
The troubled times pierced the vault of heaven, roaring waves dashed against the shore, rolling up a thousand drifts of snow!
Mu Yi’s dominance was truly enough to swallow rivers and mountains, sweep across a million troops, and reign supreme above all!
"This fellow..."
Yue Jue and Lei Shan had originally intended to sandwich Mu Yi from front and rear.
One of them operated in the open, while the other lurked in the shadows.
Yet never had they imagined that when Mu Yi unleashed his Swift Wind Palm, the airflow throughout the entire hall would be swept up like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea.
The two of them were directly sucked into the vortex, akin to giant fish struggling at the edge of the abyss.
"Such terrifying strength from Mu Yi!"
Not to mention Yue Jue and Lei Shan.
Even Jun Wuxie, Qing Shuchen, and Bai Ni shang—watching from the periphery—were nearly pulled into the vortex generated by the Qi waves.
They retreated in panic, their eyes filled with profound dread toward Mu Yi.
It was not as though they had never heard of Mu Yi’s name.
Yet they never dreamed that facing the two kings of Great Qian Academy single-handedly, not only would he remain unsuppressed, but he would also exude an aura capable of swallowing ten thousand miles of territory like a tiger.
"Formidable! Truly formidable!"
Watching this scene, Jun Wuxie was practically dumbstruck. "Yue Jue and Lei Shan are completely pinned down by Mu Yi. It is impossible to predict who will win and who will lose among these three."
"However, right now presents the absolute best opportunity for me to seize the three treasures!"
Jun Wuxie knew very well that he was utterly incapable of contending with the three fierce combatants ahead.
Yet, as the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman reaps the profit.
This was his prime moment to strike.
"Dark Night Ghost Shadow Step!"
Jun Wuxie morphed into a netherworld spirit amid the nocturnal gloom, completely silent, and arrived right before the three treasures.
"Not good!"
The gazes of Qing Shuchen and Bai Ni shang had been entirely focused on the battle between Mu Yi, Yue Jue, and Lei Shan.
Neither of them had noticed how Jun Wuxie managed to approach the three treasures.
Now, attempting to stop him was already too late.
"Hahaha! Fight on! As long as these three treasures fall into my hands, what does it matter to me who wins or loses between you?"
Jun Wuxie reached out his hand, preparing to claim the three treasures.
Once he swept them away and departed far into the distance, he would emerge as the ultimate victor.
"With me standing here, do these three treasures leave any share for anyone else?"
Right at that moment, however.
Jun Wuxie suddenly realized that a figure had materialized directly before him.
Clad in azure robes, carefree and untethered like an immortal.
It was none other than Mu Yi!
"You..."
Jun Wuxie was utterly shocked and bewildered.
Only a moment ago, Mu Yi had been locked in a life-or-death struggle with Yue Jue and Lei Shan.
How, in the blink of an eye, had he appeared right in front of him?
Bang!
Yet Jun Wuxie had no time to dwell on his shock.
For he abruptly felt a colossal force surge toward him, crashing forward like a tidal wave.
His entire body was sent flying backward through the air.
"The three treasures are worthy of possession by me, Mu Yi, and none other. You can only look on with envy."
With a grand wave of Mu Yi’s sleeve, the precious saber, the medicinal pills, and the martial arts manual all vanished into his universe pouch.
"Mu Yi! Go to hell!"
Simultaneously, Yue Jue and Lei Shan arrived in a joint onslaught.
To the two of them at this moment, the three treasures no longer mattered at all.
Killing Mu Yi was the single most important objective.
"I have lost interest in playing with you both. Next, out of the two of you, one must surely die."
Having secured the three treasures, Mu Yi no longer possessed the patience to drag out the fight.
Boom!
A brilliant golden radiance erupted from his body.
Simultaneously, the phantom images of a dragon and a tiger manifested behind him.
When dragon and tiger appear, sovereign over the world!
"The Dao of Heaven and the Dao of Man, the King’s Dao and the Overlord’s Dao—all are my Dao!"
Bathed in golden light as though ascending to the heavens amid rosy clouds, Mu Yi chanted aloud.
A formidable power surged from within his body, transforming into six massive golden arms, all of which struck out with a single punch at the same time.
This was precisely Mu Yi’s self-created supreme technique, the Kingly and Hegemonic Fist!
According to Xianyue, the destructive power of this punch depended entirely on the intensity of his domineering aura.
Theoretically, there was no upper limit to the power of this punch.
"Not good! Retreat quickly!"
Yue Jue and Lei Shan never anticipated that Mu Yi could unleash such an earth-shattering punch.
In that instant, mountains and rivers fractured, the universe shattered, and the sun and moon lost their light.
It was a punch that defied linguistic description, a terrifying might that words could not capture!
At that very moment, Yue Jue and Lei Shan both saw the arrival of death reflected within their pupils.
Both men struggled desperately to dodge.
"Ah!"
Yue Jue was fortunate enough to evade it.
Lei Shan, however, was not so lucky.
For Mu Yi’s punch was aimed much closer to him.
Boom!
His entire body was struck dead-center by the Kingly and Hegemonic Fist, completely blown to smithereens!
"This..."
"Of the Four Kings—Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Crane—of Great Qian Academy, the Wind-Thunder Leopard King has just died like this?"
Everyone present was frozen in absolute terror.
They simply could not believe that the Wind-Thunder Leopard King Lei Shan—who had stood high above them just moments before, capable of making crowds tremble with a mere glance—had his body blown apart by a single punch from Mu Yi. He had turned into a mist of blood, dissipated into the thin air, leaving not even a skeleton behind.
A peerless powerhouse, no less!
Just like that, he was slain by Mu Yi?
"Lei Shan..."
In Yue Jue’s eyes lay sheer disbelief, terror, and an inexpressible, profound grief!
The Four Kings of Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Crane represented the absolute peak combat strength of Great Qian Academy beneath the Yuanfu Realm.
Originally, the four of them were not supposed to participate in the Dragon Gate Great War.
Yet because of Mu Yi’s sudden emergence, Academy Dean Wen Lingzun had personally dispatched them from seclusion, entering the battlefield specifically to execute Mu Yi.
Who could have foreseen this?
Not only was Mu Yi still alive, but Lei Shan, one of the Four Kings, had met a tragic end at Mu Yi’s hands.
"Next, it is your turn."
Having casually eliminated one of the kings with effortless nonchalance.
To others, this was an unbelievable feat.
Yet to Mu Yi, everything was as simple as eating a meal or drinking water.
"Mu Yi! You are dead for sure! Not just you—every single disciple of Great Qian Academy who entered this battlefield shall not walk out alive!"
With a ferocious expression, Yue Jue roared like an injured primordial beast at that moment.
"Oh? Such bold words. I wonder who gave you such confidence?"
Within Mu Yi’s body, the roars of dragons and tigers resounded once again.
His cultivation surged to its absolute peak, signifying that his divine technique was about to manifest once more!
Back when his cultivation was merely at the Tiangang Realm, he had been incapable of executing the Kingly and Hegemonic Fist twice in succession.
After throwing a single punch, he would require a period of rest to gather his strength.
Yet now, having stepped into the Divine Transformation Realm, the boundless energy within his body was sufficient for him to unleash a second consecutive strike.
Since he had already obliterated the Wind-Thunder Leopard King Lei Shan, he might as well finish the job cleanly and slaughter the Hundred-Battles Dragon King Yue Jue as well—wouldn’t that be immensely gratifying?
The blood of a true man patches the cracked heavens!
Today, he, Mu Yi, was going on an unbridled massacre!