“Enough!”
A calm voice carrying undeniable majesty rang out.
Chen Ping, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, finally moved.
He did not erupt with earth-shattering momentum. He simply took one step forward.
Yet that single step seemed to shrink the ground beneath him. In an instant, he crossed several dozen zhang and appeared directly in front of Bone Fiend’s massive fist that resembled a battering ram.
He extended one finger.
A finger that looked fair, slender, and utterly powerless.
Then, he lightly tapped it against that bone fist capable of shattering mountains.
The scene caused everyone’s pupils to contract sharply, including those of Soul-Devouring Lord seated high above.
“Court death!”
A cruel smile spread across Bone Fiend’s face. His punch grew even fiercer. He intended to smash this ignorant fifth-grade Human Immortal brat, finger and all, into mincemeat!
*Pfft…*
There was no heaven-shaking explosion, only a faint sound like a bubble popping.
The tip of Chen Ping’s finger precisely touched the front of Bone Fiend’s fist.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
In the next instant, the ferocious grin on Bone Fiend’s face froze solid.
He felt an indescribable force, sharp to the extreme and domineering to the extreme, surge through his fist and instantly flood his entire body.
*Crack, crack, crack…!*
The teeth-grinding sound of bones shattering rang out from inside him like a string of firecrackers.
“Aaahhh…!”
A scream that barely sounded human tore from Bone Fiend’s throat.
His enormous body flew backward faster than he had charged, as though struck by an invisible giant hammer.
While still in mid-air, every bone in his body had already splintered section by section. He crashed like a broken puppet into the crowd far away, kicking up a cloud of dust before falling completely silent.
One finger.
With just one finger, he had instantly killed Bone Fiend, a second-grade Heavenly Immortal renowned for defence and raw power!
Dead silence filled the entire palace.
Everyone stared in stunned disbelief at the young man in green robes who was slowly withdrawing his finger, as if gazing at a monster.
Blood Fiend’s attack halted abruptly. He hovered stiffly in mid-air, staring at Chen Ping with eyes full of incredulity and terror.
Even Yan Nantian was dumbfounded. He knew Chen Ping’s strength had advanced greatly, but he had never imagined it had reached such an inconceivable level!
Liu Xue’s beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliant light. Though she knew Chen Ping had become very powerful after receiving the inheritance, this display still exceeded all her expectations.
For the first time, Soul-Devouring Lord, seated upon his throne, straightened his back. A trace of gravity finally appeared on his face that had always worn mockery and indifference.
“A fifth-grade Human Immortal… possessing such combat power?”
Soul-Devouring Lord’s gaze was like lightning, locked firmly on Chen Ping. “There really is something strange about you!”
Chen Ping flicked his finger, as if he had merely brushed away a fly.
He lifted his head, met Soul-Devouring Lord’s scrutinising gaze calmly, and said mildly, “Soul-Devouring Lord, your subordinates seem rather fragile. Why not come down yourself and play?”
Arrogant. Utterly arrogant!
A mere fifth-grade Human Immortal was actually challenging the notorious Soul-Devouring Lord, a terror from ten thousand years ago!
The disciples of Yanluo Heavenly Sect felt their blood boil. They looked at Chen Ping with fervent admiration and worship.
Soul-Devouring Lord threw his head back and laughed from sheer rage. “Hahaha… good! Very good! This lord truly wishes to see just what gives a measly ant like you the right to be so insolent!”
He did not descend personally. Instead, he issued an order to the last two demonic cultivators behind him who had remained motionless until now. “Shadow Fiend, Poison Fiend, no need to hold back. Rip him apart for me!”
The final two of the “Five Devil Fiends” stepped forward in response.
Shadow Fiend’s figure blurred, as though melting into the shadows. His aura flickered in and out of existence; he specialised in assassination and stealth attacks.
Poison Fiend was a short figure shrouded in green poisonous mist. Wherever he passed, even the air emitted a sizzling corrosive sound.
One was secretive, the other treacherous and venomous. Both were at the peak of the second grade of Heavenly Immortal realm, and far more difficult to deal with than Blood Fiend or Bone Fiend.
Shadow Fiend’s form flickered once, then vanished completely from sight, as if he had never existed.
