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Now, I do not kill you simply because someone will naturally come to slay you afterward.
The calm voice of the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man resonated in all directions, causing Chu Jingxiao's previously relaxed expression to tighten once again.
However, after the initial shock, he quickly regained his composure.
Here, besides the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man and himself, who else could there be?
It could only be...
Chu Jingxiao's gaze shifted suddenly to a figure not far away, where two blood-red characters for "kill" hovered above a silhouette bathed in Blood Light, revealing only a hazy outline of Fang Chen.
"This kid, could it be..." Chu Jingxiao's eyes fixated on Fang Chen as a thought that nearly made him tremble flashed through his mind.
"Can a mere ant of the Alchemy Realm truly comprehend such power?" he murmured, his face pale and filled with disbelief. No one understood better than him just how powerful and difficult to comprehend the fusion of Temporal Power, the essence of strength, and the power of slaughter truly was.
Every martial artist who reached the Heavenly Realm could not be someone of poor talent; on the contrary, these individuals generally possessed exceptional martial arts aptitude. He, Chu Fangtian, had once been a notable Heavenly Pride in his youth. Yet even so, when faced with the Third Punch of the World-Subduing Killing Fist created by this Dao Sovereign Realm Expert, he found it exceptionally difficult to grasp.
If there were no time constraints, he could take his time to experiment and ultimately succeed. However, his time in the Colorful Sacred Realm was extremely limited; within such a short period, it was impossible for him to fully comprehend this power.
Yet under circumstances where even a dignified Heavenly Realm expert did not believe it possible, an insignificant Alchemy Realm Fang Chen might very well succeed in comprehending this fusion power and even withstand that terrifying Third Punch.
"This...!" Chu Jingxiao panicked.
Failing to obtain the Heritage and being stuck here until leaving the Colorful Sacred Realm would certainly lead to punishment from the Crimson Bright Sect in the future, but at least he would not have to worry about his life. However, if Fang Chen were to acquire this Heritage here, then his fate would be all too clear.
Fallen.
These two piercing words now presented themselves before him in a nearly bloody manner.
Since the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man, the master of this space, had declared that Fang Chen would personally slay him in the future, the implications were clear. Despite a thousand unwillingnesses, Chu Jingxiao understood that Fang Chen was truly on the verge of comprehending the fusion power of the World-Subduing Killing Fist Third Punch.
The two sects of Crimson Bright Gold had used the Heavenly Theft Technique to send him and Chen Boyun into the Colorful Sacred Realm. Initially, he thought that with his cultivation from the Heavenly Realm and the treasures brought from his Sect, he could find great Supreme Creation within this Colorful Sacred Realm. However, now… not only had he not obtained the Supreme Creation, but his life was also in imminent danger.
"I absolutely cannot let this kid comprehend that fusion power!" Chu Jingxiao gritted his teeth inwardly; this was a matter of life and death for him!
As his gaze flickered, malicious thoughts began to surface in Chu Jingxiao's mind. However, at that moment, his body suddenly trembled, and then froze entirely, a hint of shock still evident on his face.
"Just wait quietly over there." A calm voice echoed from above. The white-clad middle-aged man glanced indifferently at Chu Jingxiao before shifting his focus back to Fang Chen.
"A natural talent!" Looking at the two blood-red characters "Kill" floating above Fang Chen, they became increasingly prominent and dazzling. The smile on the face of the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man grew more apparent.
Although Fang Chen had not yet fully grasped this powerful fusion power, it was clear that the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man already regarded him as his successor. Consequently, he found himself increasingly fond of Fang Chen, while conversely, he grew more disdainful of Chu Jingxiao, who had attempted to attack Fang Chen multiple times. In his disgust, he simply imprisoned Chu Jingxiao nearby. With his ability to act completely restricted, he could no longer commit any wrongdoing.
Time passed quietly in this peculiar yellow-brown space, enveloped in silence.
At some point, Fang Chen's figure had been moved by the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man to stand beside a dark stone tablet. The Blood Light hanging above him grew brighter and more dazzling. Within that Blood Light, alongside the two blood-red characters, a palm-sized Blood Cloud began to coalesce, rolling as if something was about to emerge from it.
"Is the final trace of Killing Intent about to be condensed?" Observing this scene, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man.
Within the Jet Black Stele, the powerful forces that merged Temporal Power and the power of slaughter, whether Fang Chen had fully comprehended them could be determined by how many Killing Intents he had condensed. Three Killing Intents represented that he had completely grasped them. At that time, Fang Chen would have the qualification to withstand the Third Punch of the World-Subduing Killing Fist from the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man.
Now, this final Killing Intent was about to take shape!
Almost at the moment when the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man murmured to himself, a Blood Light suddenly brightened above Fang Chen's head. Then, a palm-sized Blood Cloud beside the two Kill the Childs rolled violently and quickly condensed into a flickering Blood Light forming the character "kill" at a visible speed!
The final Killing Intent was formed!
Boom!
As this Killing Intent took shape, cracks instantly spread across the Jet Black Stele in front of Fang Chen, with the blood-colored "kill" occupying most of the stone tablet beginning to fade away. Finally, with a loud rumble, this massive stone tablet completely turned to powder and dissipated into the world.
At this moment, Fang Chen beside the stele slowly opened his eyes. A flash of red and white light flickered through his eyes as he opened them. The surrounding space rippled slightly at that moment, and an enigmatic aura began to emanate from Fang Chen's body.
"Finally comprehended everything." Fang Chen clenched his fist, feeling the new surge of power within him, his eyes shining brightly.
"The power of Thunder Kirin has faded." As the brilliance in his eyes gradually diminished, he sensed that his Vital Energy was much emptier than before. Fang Chen sighed softly. The power grafted from Thunder Kirin was not truly his own; it would eventually dissipate, and clearly, that time had come.
"I wonder how long I have been comprehending in front of this stele." Fang Chen murmured, but soon after, looking at the empty space before him, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The stele in front of him had actually vanished?
Quickly, as if realizing something, the look of surprise in his eyes faded away, and he nodded lightly.
Having comprehended the fusion power contained within the stone tablet, the extraordinary force was lost, and naturally, the stone tablet dissipated.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Chen raised his head, his eyes shining as he gazed into the sky.
Although he had lost most of his power derived from the Thunder Kirin, his combat strength had significantly declined from its peak. He was no longer the warrior capable of contending with the Heavenly Realm and even gaining the upper hand. However, compared to before, Fang Chen now felt confident that he could withstand the terrifying final punch of the World-Subduing Killing Fist!
After all, before reaching the peak of the Daoist Master Realm, the stronger a warrior's own power was, the greater the force of that final punch during the test would be. Therefore, the strength of one's abilities was fundamentally irrelevant to the test; what mattered most was whether the challenger had grasped the true essence of that final punch.
Previously, Fang Chen had not understood it, but now he had.
"Please grant me your punch, senior!" Fang Chen clasped his hands together, his clear voice resonating through heaven and earth.
"Good!" The White-Clad Middle-Aged Man carefully observed Fang Chen before nodding heavily.
"Prepare to receive it!"
He called out lightly and then clenched his right fist, launching a straightforward punch toward Fang Chen.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor did any powerful aura emanate from it; it appeared utterly ordinary, like a punch thrown by someone who knew nothing of martial arts.
However, at that moment when the punch was unleashed, a flash of light appeared in Fang Chen's eyes. He distinctly sensed an overwhelming force—a force so refined that it revealed not a hint of its presence—suddenly enveloping him.
There was no way to evade!
Feeling the immense force of the world condensed to its peak, Fang Chen instantly understood that the final punch of the World-Subduing Killing Fist could not simply be avoided.
However, facing this astonishing force, Fang Chen showed no signs of panic on his face; there was not even a hint of fluctuation in his expression. He had no intention of dodging at all.
Having finally comprehended the powerful fusion force of the last punch of the World-Subduing Killing Fist, he realized that this punch was based on his own strength. For other Alchemy Realm or even Primordial Embryo Realm warriors, this punch could be fatal. Yet for Fang Chen, it served as the best reference to measure his own understanding.
As he watched the punch thrown by the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man magnifying in his sight, Fang Chen finally moved. Without any flashy moves, he slowly pushed his fist forward into the space before him, just like the middle-aged man in white had done.
However, at the moment this punch was unleashed, the space around Fang Chen suddenly trembled violently, and a powerful force of temporal distortion swept through recklessly.
"Kill! Charge!"
A sudden roar of battle cries erupted from the rippling space like waves. An overwhelming momentum surged forth at that moment.
"Shattered Time and Space!"
Fang Chen raised his head, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
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