Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Whoosh!

Dalu made his move, unleashing a raging red wave, his curved palm like a blade, as if entangling a crimson flaming serpent, vivid and lifelike, almost tangible in its terrifying presence.

"Flaming Snake Hand!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"That’s a high-level martial art that can take form!"

"Die, Qi Zhen bastard!"

Showing off this move drove the Barbarians to peak excitement.

Xu Yang acted as if he heard nothing, took a step forward, his robe sleeves crackling, and sent out a punch that ripped the air!

Rumble!!

The fist’s glow roared like thunder, shattering everything in its path!

The terrifying flaming serpent was struck as if hit by lightning, shattering inch by inch.

The True Essence Spiritual Light revealed Dalu’s face, his fierce grin freezing instantly.

"Aaaah!!!"

A figure was sent flying.

An uproar suddenly ceased!

Deathly silence—not a sound!

Wuo Changyuan’s eyes bulged round, his palm unconsciously digging deeply into his thigh.

"Fuck, how is this possible?"

Speak of one punch, and it’s actually just one punch!

Xu Yang drew back his fist and stood calmly, saying coolly, "Don’t forget about the Beast Essence."

"Next!"

This plaza was like a battle arena.

Overbearing, unmatched—looking down at everyone!

No one moved in the dead silence.

Everyone was scared dumb, utterly stunned by this punch!

"What? Is this all the Wudao Army has?"

Xu Yang showed a look of disappointment.

He still hadn’t felt the slightest bit of pressure yet.

"Little shit, let me take care of you!"

The third person shot out like a bullet, wasted no words, unsheathed his blade, and raised it high.

His momentum was fast and fierce!

Like an agile leopard, his towering body didn’t slow him down at all—if anything, it made his charge even more forceful.

He was like a storming beast, like a mountain smashing through the sky.

Whoosh!

One blade—brilliant and blinding.

Yet hidden within was a suffocating, bizarre killing intent!

Though the slash was aimed right at his face, the terrifying blade aura twisted space itself, making Xu Yang feel a wild, oppressive force surging from all directions, heaven and earth alike.

Also at the Late Stage of True Void Realm, but far stronger than Dalu!

"Good!"

Xu Yang roared in excitement, his body swaying, unleashing fists like a dragon.

Boom!

Sparks flew in all directions—they both exploded backward.

"So strong!"

A Barbarian couldn’t help but murmur in shock.

Xu Yang’s blood boiled all over, his fighting spirit surging, he stomped down and exploded forward again.

"Not bad—but that’s not enough to justify your arrogance."

"Dare to act tough in the Wudao Army, you’ll pay in blood!"

The blade-wielding Barbarian pressed down his shock, threw his head back and roared, darting in to attack again.

The two clashed like wild beasts, ferocious and unrelenting.

You slash, I punch!

Simple and direct, savage and brutal.

Spectators felt their scalps tingling just watching.

"Is this guy really a Qi Zhen?"

"Why does he seem even more Barbarian than us?"

"Hiss."

The shock continued to grow amongst them.

Defeating Wuo Ling and Dalu, and now locked in a dead heat with a third contender—he’d forced everyone to drop their contempt.

You gotta know, this guy is only at Innate Perfection!

It’s soul-crushing!

Suddenly, blade-wielding Barbarian gritted his teeth and howled, his aura surging, swinging his blade into an impenetrable web—like a storm, a downpour crashing down.

"It’s over!"

He was about to suppress Xu Yang in one fell swoop.

Xu Yang felt the pressure skyrocket, flames blazing in his eyes. Furious, he gave a low roar, muscles all over tensing up to their limit.

In this moment—with nothing held back—both fists shot out.

Boom!

Boom!

Fist light and blade light clashed madly in all directions.

For a moment, neither could gain the upper hand!

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Go to hell!"

The blade-wielding Barbarian saw his all-out attacks being blocked, went frantic, and in his panic left a massive opening.

Xu Yang sneered coldly, his body swaying like a willow, twisting nimbly, threading through the blade’s gaps—his palm wrapped in pitch-black True Essence, slicing down like a blade itself.

Bang!

The Barbarian’s Wudao suddenly fell from his hand.

"Aah!"

He screamed miserably, the webbing between thumb and forefinger split, forced to stagger back in defeat.

In that retreat, his defenses collapsed completely.

Xu Yang threw his head back and howled, lunging fiercely, his fists slamming down like sledgehammers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Barbarian could only withstand three punches before spewing blood and crashing to the ground.

"Next!"

Xu Yang glared at the crowd like a wild beast.

His aura soared skyward, Evil Qi raging like a wolf smoke across the sky.

His strength boiled to the very limit.

He could feel he was about to break through.

Only a final nudge left.

"Useless trash."

"Come on!"

"Bastards!"

Boom!

The ground trembled suddenly.

As the next challenger stepped out, everyone drew a sharp breath.

"It’s Wuo Tiekuai!"

"True Void Realm Perfection—now he’s fighting, that kid is doomed!"

This one was a Kunwu Division direct bloodline.

In the Kunwu Division, direct bloodlines went by Wuo; others, if exceptionally meritorious or talented, might be granted the surname—like patrol guard Yun Kuo; ’Yun’ was bestowed.

Of course, there were also those granted ’Wuo’!

Now, seeing Wuo Tiekuai act, the crowd saw hope of victory, but no one could summon the words to mock or jeer.

Even with all the racial hatred, sending out a True Void Realm Perfection—this was just bullying!

Even if they won, it was no honorable victory!

"Bring it on!"

Xu Yang didn’t care in the slightest—feeling the horrifying pressure from Wuo Tiekuai, his bones crackled as he charged straight up.

Boom!

In an instant they clashed, Xu Yang grunted and coughed blood, driven back in defeat.

Too strong!

Power many times above the previous challenger.

"Again!"

Xu Yang’s eyes were bloodshot as he planted his foot, charging back without any fear.

"Kneel before me!" Wuo Tiekuai roared.

Second strike—Xu Yang screamed in pain, nearly dropping to one knee.

But next instant, he was back on his feet.

Wuo Tiekuai’s face twisted in shock—gritted his teeth—his aura rose once more.

Xu Yang twisted up, eyes blazing red, "Break for me!"

At the instant of impact, it was as if he broke through an invisible shackle—every bone in his body quaking wildly, power exploding.

True Void Realm!

In that moment, the True Essence in his dantian transformed as if by fire, forming an illusory vortex growing visibly, taking shape as a majestic, phantasmal storm inside his core.

His strength soared!

"Nine Extremes Fist!"

Xu Yang let out a cold explosive roar!

Rumble!!

Nine crashes almost overlapped into one, shaking the ears off their heads.

Boom!

The two exploded back together.

This time, Xu Yang only took five steps, body straight and tall.

He’d matched Wuo Tiekuai blow for blow!

"You..." Wuo Tiekuai’s lips bled, eyes wide in terror.

Everyone saw Xu Yang break through amid the fight.

Freshly into True Void, and at a disadvantage—yet one punch could rival Wuo Tiekuai’s full strength.

The shock was numbing!

"Monster!"

Wuo Changyuan’s mouth was dry—if only this monster was part of the Barbarians!

"Are you using us as your whetstone for the breakthrough?" Wuo Tiekuai gritted his teeth, fury in his eyes.

Xu Yang grinned widely, "Smart!"

From start to finish, he hadn’t even used the Spirit Lock Seal—just pure overwhelming foundation!

Now that he’d broken through to True Void, he was still just a bit behind Wuo Tiekuai.

But if he used the Spirit Lock Seal, Wuo Tiekuai would surely lose!

"Want to go again?"

This would be added Beast Essence!

"Afraid of you?"

Wuo Tiekuai’s fists clenched, Evil Qi billowing—he had to win this fight!

At this moment—

A battered figure dashed into the Wudao Army camp, shouting as he ran, "Bad news! We ran into Guo Wen Division on the mountain—Ba Hu boss is fighting them right now! Hurry and help!"

"What?"

"Guo Wen Division? Damn it."

The crowd erupted instantly—some even bolted straight for the barracks.

"Hurry, kill those bastards!"

"Kid, we’ll settle this when we get back!"

Wuo Tiekuai spat a harsh threat and followed the others toward the barracks.

Xu Yang was momentarily speechless—Guo Wen Division?

Damn, and I still haven’t gotten the Beast Essence yet.

He quickly looked to Wuo Changyuan, "Should we go take a look too?"