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The killing intent in his eyes suddenly surged. A series of destructive purple lights slowly illuminated the palm of Wang Kun's right hand. He had just advanced not long ago, and his realm was not yet fully stabilized. Now, feeling a surge of anger, the recently heightened Thunder Power immediately surged uncontrollably, filling the entire restaurant with a dense Thunder Might.
Feeling the increasingly powerful aura emanating from Wang Kun, even his three companions could not help but show a hint of shock, while the onlookers in the restaurant widened their eyes in astonishment.
"Thunder Sovereign... this is the aura only a Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator possesses..."
One person exclaimed in terror. To them, a Thunder Lord Level Cultivator was already considered an adult, while a Thunder Master Level Cultivator was a skilled fighter. A Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator had undoubtedly entered the ranks of the strong, and it was rare for such a powerful Cultivator to dine at this restaurant.
Faced with Wang Kun's sudden outburst of power, Gao Shou couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret. He hadn't expected Wang Kun to suddenly advance; the difference between a Thunder Master and a Thunder Sovereign was like night and day. Looking at Sun Zhe, who remained unfazed, guilt began to surface on his face.
In his mind, Sun Zhe was merely putting on a brave front. Originally, he had noticed that Sun Zhe's strength was not weak and wanted to leverage Sun Zhe's power to reclaim his elixir. However, he never anticipated that Sun Zhe would also be no match for Wang Kun.
"Are you regretting it? But it's too late now..." Coldly gazing at Sun Zhe, who stood three zhang away, Wang Kun shared Gao Shou's thoughts; Sun Zhe was merely saving face. Given Sun Zhe's age, unless he were an exceptionally gifted disciple from a high-ranking Sect, it was impossible for him to reach the Realm of Thunder Sovereign. If that were truly the case, how could Sun Zhe be alone? In Wang Kun's view, Sun Zhe was at most just a disciple of some Sect.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Kun could no longer afford to wait. He stomped his right foot on the ground and lunged forward, his palm bursting forth with dazzling purple light as arcs of purple lightning surged upward.
"Thunder Arc Claw!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out as a purple claw of light shot up from Wang Kun's hand. Although this martial art was not his strongest move, it was one of the best for close combat. With Lightning Arc infused into it, any ordinary Cultivator would surely suffer severe injuries. For the arrogant Sun Zhe, Wang Kun showed no mercy; he was determined to leave Sun Zhe here. For someone of his status, killing one or two ordinary Cultivators was nothing significant.
The aura of a Thunder Sovereign Level expert was immense. With only about three zhang separating Sun Zhe and Wang Kun, there was no doubt that Sun Zhe was enveloped by this overwhelming presence. According to reason, Sun Zhe should have felt restrained; however, to everyone's surprise, he showed no signs of discomfort as if the so-called powerful aura did not affect him at all.
"Utterly ridiculous!"
With a cold snort, Sun Zhe had little interest in an opponent like Wang Kun; he couldn't even muster any desire to fight. However, seeing Wang Kun's unrestrained killing intent ignited a flicker of anger within him. His eyes narrowed as intense Killing Intent surged forth. Although there were no traces of Purple Radiance manifesting, that powerful aura soared like a raging dragon into the sky, causing Wang Kun's aura to instantly recoil.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhe's figure vanished from his original spot. His ghostly speed exceeded everyone's vision; not a single person among the hundred present could catch sight of his movements. At that moment, Wang Kun's expression truly changed.
"Are you regretting it? But it's too late now..."
The same words echoed from different mouths as Sun Zhe's cold voice rang in Wang Kun's ears. In an instant, he saw a white figure appear before him. With Sun Zhe's speed, covering three zhang was merely a blink of an eye. His right hand formed a fist as immense power surged through his entire arm and he struck directly at Wang Kun with a punch.
“Mighty Fist!”
The long-unused Martial Arts once again shone with its brilliance. Sun Zhe's power was immense; originally, with the Thunder Body, his strength exceeded that of ordinary people. After several transformations, the Killing Tiger Pattern on his right arm had bizarrely amplified his power by several folds, now weighing at least ten thousand pounds.
With a single punch, it seemed as if the very space would collapse. A fierce roar followed, and facing this astonishing punch akin to that of an ancient barbarian, the purple claw trembled slightly before instantly shattering into countless fragments and disappearing. Sun Zhe's fist directly struck Wang Kun's chest.
“Boom!”
A dull thud echoed from Wang Kun's chest, accompanied by several crisp sounds of bones cracking. Wang Kun's face turned pale in an instant, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a severed string, his speed even faster than when he charged forward.
The clash between the two was incredibly swift; from Wang Kun unleashing his momentum to being knocked back by Sun Zhe's punch, it took only a few breaths. Yet within that brief moment, Wang Kun had already been defeated and killed. Looking at the white figure standing in the center of the tavern, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill.
“The Thunder Sovereign's strongman was also defeated in one punch. What kind of cultivation does he possess…”
Standing behind Sun Zhe, Gao Shou's eyes revealed a mix of surprise and shock. He never expected Sun Zhe's strength to be so formidable that even Wang Kun from the Realm of Thunder Sovereign was no match for him.
“You have quite the audacity…”
Sun Zhe's gaze turned cold as he suddenly looked at the beautiful woman who had spoken. Under his glare, her voice abruptly stopped, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. An unprecedented chill surged from her heart, as if her life was no longer in her own hands. With countless killings in Sun Zhe's hands, how could this pampered woman withstand the oppressive Killing Intent and Divine Consciousness? She trembled and staggered backward.
The other two Tian Yun Sect disciples who were preparing to charge forward also changed their expressions. It felt as if they had been struck hard in the chest; their faces paled slightly, revealing fear as they dared not take another step forward.
“You should understand that if I hadn’t held back fifty percent of my strength just now, you would already be a corpse… My patience is limited; I will give you three breaths of time.” Looking calmly at Wang Kun lying on the ground, Sun Zhe spoke flatly.
Hearing Sun Zhe's icy words, Wang Kun couldn't help but tremble, a deep sense of defeat washing over his face. Defeated by a single punch—when had he ever suffered such humiliation? But facing Sun Zhe's three breaths' warning, what could he do? He reached into his robe with his right hand and took out an exquisite white porcelain vial, tossing it directly to Sun Zhe.
“Yes, this is the vial; the elixir inside is quite good.” Gao Shou exclaimed happily upon receiving the vial. He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly; although the process was somewhat violent, obtaining the elixir was what mattered. As for Wang Kun, he wasn't afraid; if he couldn't beat him, could he not run away?
“Let’s go!”
Seeing Gao Shou's excited demeanor, Sun Zhe couldn't be bothered with any more words and stepped outside. Meanwhile, Jingjing transformed into a beam of Purple Radiance and flew back onto Sun Zhe's shoulder, still tightly clutching the cup used for holding wine. Only then did everyone realize that there was actually a Magical Bird hidden within the tavern.
"Alright, hey, big brother, wait for me." Gao Shou's face was filled with joy as he quickly chased after Sun Zhe.
Seeing Sun Zhe approaching, the crowd ahead hurriedly made way, fearing that if they moved even slightly slower, they would provoke this fierce figure.
Moments later, Wang Kun also stood up with the support of his two junior brothers. Watching the disappearing figures of Sun Zhe and Gao Shou, an indelible resentment surged in Wang Kun's eyes.
"This matter won't just end like this..."
...
"Big brother, why are you walking so fast? Slow down, there's no one chasing us anyway..." After panting for a while, Gao Shou couldn't help but shout. After witnessing Sun Zhe's astonishing strength, his previous address of "Brother Sun" quickly transitioned to "Big Brother," and Sun Zhe didn't mind his lack of formality.
As soon as Sun Zhe stopped, his gaze turned towards the Southern Region, a serious expression fleeting across his face. Just when he was about to unleash his killing intent, he suddenly sensed two powerful auras rushing towards the tavern. The strength of these auras was definitely not inferior to that of a Thunder Lord Expert; they were clearly from Wang Kun's family or sect. Otherwise, given Sun Zhe's character, he wouldn't have left any future troubles.
"You've gotten me into big trouble."
Leaving behind this calm remark, Sun Zhe took another step forward.
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