Chapter 74: Blade Becomes Kunpeng, Fist Becomes Dragon
BOOM!
Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Ye Wushang’s punch struck Dongfang Lu once again, sending him flying into the stone gate.
This time, his proud Dao Heavenly Armor was riddled with cracks.
Spiderweb fractures spread across its surface, threatening to shatter.
Gasp~!
Shock rippled through the crowd.
Dongfang Lu’s defense, said to trouble even Cave Heaven Realm experts—was nearly broken.
For the first time, Dongfang Lu’s expression changed drastically.
He frantically swallowed dozens of spirit pills, flooding his body with energy to repair the cracks.
But now, he didn’t dare attack.
Ye Wushang’s punch had shaken him.
He feared Ye Wushang could go even further.
Ye Wushang, unaware or unconcerned, stepped into the air.
His robes fluttered without wind, his aura surging.
“Almost broke it? Let’s increase the power and try again.”
He stepped forward and launched another punch.
ROAR~!
A deafening dragon’s cry echoed across the realm.
Spiritual energy surged around Ye Wushang’s body.
On his fist, the crowd saw the image of a true dragon coiling and roaring.
BOOM!
Having absorbed the dragon blood pool, Ye Wushang’s body now carried dragon essence.
His physique had been transformed.
This punch was even more terrifying than the last.
The sheer force crushed Dongfang Lu’s breath.
Despite only being two minor realms apart, Ye Wushang felt like a Cave Heaven prodigy.
Dongfang Lu, overwhelmed, shouted:
“Block it now!”
He swallowed dozens more pills, channeling vast energy into his shield.
Even seasoned prodigies winced.
Those pills were worth a small kingdom’s annual resources.
Clearly, Dongfang Lu’s backing was immense.
His shield grew stronger.
But Ye Wushang’s punch landed.
CRACK… BOOM!
The shield shattered.
His fist struck Dongfang Lu’s chest.
PUFF!
His chest caved in, blood spraying midair.
He crashed into the ground, forming a massive crater.
His eyes filled with shock, rage, and humiliation.
He had never been pushed this far.
But his nightmare had only begun.
As he tried to rise.
THUD!
A foot descended on his face.
“This is your idea of trampling our domain?”
Ye Wushang looked down, voice calm, eyes cold.
Dongfang Lu couldn’t accept it.
He had never been treated like this.
The crowd shivered.
They imagined themselves in Dongfang Lu’s place.
And realized they wouldn’t survive that punch either.
A warning echoed in their hearts:
“Loose lips bring disaster. Stay humble. There’s always someone stronger.”
“You bastard! I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you!”
Dongfang Lu roared, consumed by rage and humiliation.
He vowed revenge.
Ye Wushang’s Eye of Destiny activated.
He scanned Dongfang Lu’s fate and saw the murderous intent.
Such a threat couldn’t be left alive.
“Die.”
Ye Wushang lifted his foot, gathering spiritual energy.
BOOM!
His stomp crushed Dongfang Lu’s body.
But Ye Wushang didn’t even glance down.
Instead, he smiled faintly.
The crowd gasped.
They saw the shattered remains of a substitute puppet.
A life-saving treasure.
Most couldn’t afford one.
But Dongfang Lu had one.
Far away, Dongfang Lu reappeared, 100 kilometers away.
Confident he could escape.
“I’ll remember you. When we leave this realm, your clan will be destroyed.
I’ll drag you back to the Dongfang family and torment you until you beg for death!”
Ye Wushang raised an eyebrow.
“Still talking?”
He summoned Zhan Yue, his divine blade.
A terrifying aura surged.
His Seven-layer peak blade intent erupted, shaking the heavens.
“He’s a blade cultivator?”
“I thought he was a body cultivator!”
“He didn’t even draw his blade to crush Dongfang Lu—what happens now?”
“Who is this monster? Why haven’t we heard of him before?”
Even the strongest prodigies from top domains were stunned.
Ye Wushang, who shattered Dongfang Lu’s shield with a punch, was actually a blade master.
Dongfang Lu felt a chill.
He stopped talking and fled.
But Ye Wushang acted.
“Slash!”
WHOOSH!
A blade light tore through space, faster than thought.
It appeared behind Dongfang Lu, slicing toward him.
CLANG!
Dongfang Lu ran, desperate.
But his broken body and weakened speed betrayed him.
The blade struck—
CRACK!
His shield shattered.
BOOM!
Blood exploded, painting the sky red.
Dongfang Lu—dead.
The crowd was stunned.
“He’s really dead?”
“How is this possible?”
They knew Dongfang Lu’s strength.
He was their equal.
If he died so easily—
They wouldn’t last a second.
Fear filled their hearts.
Ye Wushang sheathed his blade and turned.
His gaze met theirs—
They flinched and looked away.
One by one, they fled.
No one dared stay.
As for the treasure behind the stone gate—
No one mentioned it.
“Treasure belongs to the strong.”
Ye Wushang watched them leave, unmoved.
He wasn’t a killer—
One death was enough to send a message.
Soon, only Ye Wushang and Jiang Luocheng remained.
Ye Wushang looked at him silently.
Jiang Luocheng understood.
“Be careful. Dongfang Lu’s clan is powerful.
The Dongfang family rules their domain.
They control three imperial dynasties.
Dongfang Lu was a nurtured seed.
His death won’t go unanswered.
They may send a Divine Realm expert.”
He hesitated, then added:
“If needed, go to White Crane Ferry.
Find a boatman named Yuan Canghai.
Say my name—he’ll protect you.”
Ye Wushang raised an eyebrow.
“You value gratitude. I respect that.”
“I hope you won’t need it.”
Jiang Luocheng flew away.
Ye Wushang didn’t dwell on it.
He walked to Dongfang Lu’s remains and picked up his storage ring.
As for revenge—he wasn’t worried.
Because just now, the system had gifted him a new treasure:
[Ding~! Congratulations, Host. Your sixteenth child has been born.
Commencing aptitude scan…]