Ten great cave heavens emerged behind Wu Hua, like ten golden vortexes that frantically devoured the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making him appear as majestic as a true Buddha.
“Ye Changsheng, I have reached the utmost extremity of the Cave Heaven realm. What qualification do you have to fight me?” Wu Hua shouted.
To his surprise, Ye Qiu showed no trace of fear. “Why so arrogant? It is not as if you are the only one with ten cave heavens.”
Boom!
In an instant, vital blood energy soared from Ye Qiu’s body. Ten cave heavens also appeared behind him, rumbling loudly.
Wu Hua was stunned. “What? You have stepped into the utmost extremity of the Cave Heaven realm as well?”
Ye Qiu pointed his spear at Wu Hua from afar and roared, “Bald donkey, come here to receive your death.”
“Kill!” Wu Hua bellowed in rage. Buddhist light blazed from his body. He became like a peerless ferocious beast that had broken free of its shackles, terrifying beyond measure.
“Kill!” Ye Qiu let out a long howl, gripped his spear, and charged.
In a flash, the two collided and began a battle to the death.
Bang!
They fought with everything they had. Powerful shockwaves swept through all directions, leaving the onlookers utterly shocked.
The disciples of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect especially felt their blood run cold. Chills rose from the soles of their feet to the backs of their necks. They hastily summoned their flying treasures and retreated at full speed.
No one had expected that Ye Qiu and Wu Hua, while merely at the peak of the Cave Heaven realm, could possess such overwhelming combat strength.
It was simply too terrifying!
Murderous light filled Wu Hua’s eyes. He swung the vajra pestle and brandished the vajra alms bowl, launching frenzied attacks against Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu met the vajra pestle with the spear in his right hand and used his left to execute Dragon-Slaughtering Fist against the alms bowl.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sounds of collision were like the sky splitting and the earth cracking.
After one ferocious exchange,
Crack! Suddenly, the vajra alms bowl in Wu Hua’s hand shattered to pieces.
Everyone watching was dumbfounded.
“My heavens, Big Brother actually smashed a holy artefact with his bare fist. Too fierce!” Lin Da Niao cried out in astonishment.
Of course, blood also poured from Ye Qiu’s fist.
“Ah…”
Wu Hua threw his head back and roared like an enraged lion. His eyes turned crimson.
The vajra alms bowl was not merely a holy artefact; it had been a greeting gift from a holy monk of Mount Sumeru.
When Wu Hua first entered the Great Thunderclap Monastery, he spent a year as an ascetic monk, begging for alms with that very bowl. It carried memories he could never forget.
Yet now, Ye Qiu had shattered it with a single punch.
“Ye Changsheng, I will kill you!”
Wu Hua went berserk. He unleashed dozens of Buddhist divine abilities in one breath. Amidst the violent clashes, Ye Qiu’s dragon-patterned spear and Wu Hua’s vajra pestle were both sent flying from their hands.
Immediately afterwards, the two began trading bare-fisted blows.
Soon both were covered in wounds, yet the fight only grew more heated.
Pfft!
While grappling with Ye Qiu, Wu Hua suddenly seized an opening, bit off a chunk of flesh from Ye Qiu’s shoulder, retreated swiftly, and swallowed it in a few gulps.
Blood dripped from the corners of Wu Hua’s mouth, sending shivers down everyone’s spines. He radiated savagery and looked nothing like a Buddhist cultivator.
“You bloody belong to the dog family or what!”
Ye Qiu flew into a rage, charged forward with Dragon-Slaughtering Fist, found an opening of his own, and tore off Wu Hua’s left arm.
He casually tossed the severed arm in front of the fire lion.
“Here, have some meat.”
The fire lion did not stand on ceremony. It swallowed the arm in one bite, then licked its lips, clearly wanting more.
Veins bulged on Wu Hua’s forehead. Buddhist light flared at his left shoulder, and the arm swiftly regrew.
“Ye Changsheng, your allotted lifespan ends today.”
As he spoke, his aura climbed higher and higher, becoming ever more horrifying. His robes flapped wildly, divine light flowed across his body; he looked like a resurrected god.
Ye Qiu knew Wu Hua was using a secret technique to raise his combat power.
“You think you are the only one who can do that?” Ye Qiu sneered, then took a step into the void.
Nine Steps, Nine Heavens!
When Ye Qiu’s ninth step landed, it was as though divine drums thundered through heaven and earth. Everyone could clearly feel his combat power reach an unprecedented peak.
“Kill!”
Ye Qiu struck first, threw a punch that unleashed world-shaking might, and charged down at Wu Hua from mid-air.
“Kill!”
Wu Hua roared, clenched his own fist, and rushed upward.
Boom!
Their fists collided like an exploding sun, releasing terrifying, heaven-covering power.
After the impact, the two moved like bolts of lightning, resembling colliding stars that continuously smashed into each other amid earth-shaking explosions, causing the void itself to tremble.
This was a brutal, gruesome fight to the death.
Every blow drew blood. It was painful to watch. They hammered at each other relentlessly until both bodies were nearly beaten to a pulp.
Far away, the spectators stared wide-eyed, not daring to breathe.
Ye Qiu and Wu Hua were evenly matched. Their clothes hung in tatters, their bodies were soaked in blood, and in some places white bone showed through the wounds. It was a horrifying sight.
Cold sweat also trickled down both their backs.
Ever since cultivating the Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Art, Ye Qiu’s body had reached an extreme degree of toughness. After several subsequent fortuitous encounters, it had become even more terrifying; ordinary divine weapons could not scratch him.
Yet today, Wu Hua’s fists had beaten him into this state. One could imagine how monstrous Wu Hua’s power was.
Wu Hua was equally shocked. Outsiders did not know how strong his own body truly was, but he knew perfectly well.
Among the countless cultivators in the world, a few geniuses were born with special physiques.
The reason Wu Hua’s flesh was so invincible was that he possessed the Innate Vajra Physique.
From the moment he was born, he had an indestructible vajra body that feared neither sword nor spear. His physical strength was utterly terrifying.
He had never imagined that, even with such a physique, Ye Qiu could still batter him to this extent.
“If Ye Changsheng does not die, he will surely become a stumbling block on my path to enlightenment. No matter what, I must kill him today.”
With that thought, Wu Hua continuously unleashed every Buddhist divine ability he knew.
“Thousand-Leaf Arhat Fist!”
“Buddhist Storm Cloud Hand!”
“Formless Tribulation Finger!”
“Mount Sumeru Dragon-Tiger Hand!”
“Great Thunderclap Temple’s Thirty-Three Divine Fists!”
“…”
Facing Wu Hua’s onslaught, Ye Qiu refused to yield. He used his fingers as a sword and executed the Caozi Sword Formula.
Then followed with…
“Peerless Sword Art!”
“Six Meridians Divine Sword!”
“Taiji Thirteen Forms!”
“Dragon-Slaughtering Fist!”
“…”
The two displayed their divine abilities, clashing violently. The battlefield became a storm of divine light, like endless exploding bombs.
By the end, aside from the Cosmos Cauldron and the Xuanyuan Sword, Ye Qiu had used almost every technique he possessed.
Wu Hua had also exhausted his knowledge of Buddhist abilities, leaving only one or two ultimate trump cards unused.
Both were covered in wounds, yet their combat strength had not diminished in the slightest. They continued the deathmatch.
“Ye Changsheng, let me see just how strong you really are!”
After saying this, Wu Hua abruptly shot backwards, spread his arms wide, and bellowed, “Great Compassion Thousand-Leaf Hand!”
Boom!
In an instant, more than a thousand arms appeared around Wu Hua’s body.
