Chapter 676 - 181: I Will Fight Through This Divine Power Realm Arena in an Incense Stick’s Time

Chapter 676: Chapter 181: I Will Fight Through This Divine Power Realm Arena in an Incense Stick’s Time

No defense, only offense!

Chu Fan’s left shoulder dipped slightly, his muscles instantly tightening like steel. His spine coiled like a bowstring pulled taut before suddenly releasing.

His shoulder, like a hurtling Ancient Divine Mountain, slammed into Kong Yang’s chest with unstoppable force!

Twelve True Forms Fist—Bear Form: Mountain Ram!

"THUD!!"

A sickening thud echoed through the arena.

Accompanied by the distinct CRACK of his sternum shattering, Kong Yang instantly doubled over, blood violently spraying from his mouth.

The aura he had built up instantly shattered. Like a kite with a snapped string, he was sent flying backward right off the stage!

If Chu Fan hadn’t held back, that one blow would have been enough to turn him into a bloody pulp!

"SWOOSH!"

Kong Yang was still in mid-air, yet Chu Fan showed no mercy, the Long Saber in his hand already swinging!

He was giving him no chance to survive!

Nine Tribulations Blood Prison Saber—Three Wails of the River of Oblivion.

The third wail, "Other Shore"!

In that instant, the world seemed to go dark.

A flash of saber light, dark as ink yet laced with traces of Blood Evil Qi, materialized from thin air.

The saber light was all-encompassing, like the legendary Nether River that separates life from death. It swept toward the airborne Kong Yang, carrying with it an indescribable sense of annihilation and oppressive force!

When the flower of the Other Shore blooms, there is only death, no life!

If this strike landed, Kong Yang would die without a doubt!

"I surrender! I surrender!!"

Still in mid-air, Kong Yang felt as though his very soul was being frozen by the Saber Intent. His body felt crushed by a mountain, rendering him immobile. He could only watch in terror as the deathly arc of light drew near, scaring him witless and making him scream in despair.

At the critical moment.

A withered hand appeared out of thin air above the stage. Its five fingers formed a claw that, despite seeming to move slowly, was in fact impossibly fast. It gently caught the terrifying saber light Chu Fan had unleashed.

Then, it gave a gentle squeeze.

"BOOM!"

The Nether River saber light, powerful enough to slay a peak Acupoint Realm expert, shattered in that hand, instantly dissolving into a bloody mist that vanished without a trace!

Chu Fan’s eyes narrowed. His killing intent receded as he slowly sheathed his saber.

He glanced to his right and saw an old man standing at the edge of the stage, his white beard flowing and his expression kind. He had no idea when the man had appeared.

Even with his formidable Divine Sense, Chu Fan hadn’t seen how the old man appeared at all!

’An expert! An absolute powerhouse!’

Seeing Chu Fan’s gaze, the old man didn’t chide him for his ruthlessness. Instead, he gave Chu Fan a faint smile and an approving nod before his figure slowly faded away.

Immediately after, Qingyangzi’s voice boomed across the entire arena, "In this match, the winner is Chu Fan of the Demon Suppression Bureau!"

The entire arena fell deathly silent.

There were no cheers, only reverent fear.

When Chu Fan had casually and severely injured Zhang Yingying, a peak Acupoint Realm cultivator, everyone had anticipated this outcome. So, it wasn’t a total surprise.

But to see a ruthless character like Kong Yang toyed with and crushed as if he were a child... the visual impact was still profoundly shocking.

In the Celestial Sword Mountain seating area, Sword Traceless’s pupils contracted. He glanced to the side, his eyes meeting those of Hong Mei’Er from the Emotional Silk Sect.

There was a cold glint in both their eyes.

Other than a few of their sect Elders, no one knew they were members of the Moon Worship Sect.

They wouldn’t dare to casually use a Moon Worship Sect Secret Skill like the Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step.

But that bastard Chu Fan had brazenly used it right here!

The most bizarre part was that Chu Fan’s Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step was even more masterful than the version used by geniuses like themselves!

’How utterly preposterous!’

At that moment, Chu Fan, still on the stage, showed no intention of stepping down.

Facing the thousands of gazes from the crowd, he slowly turned to face the airborne referee, Qingyangzi. His voice was clear and resonant, soaring to the heavens. "Senior Qingyangzi, according to the tournament rules, to challenge for the Acupoint Realm stage, one must either place in the top ten of the Divine Power Realm or defend the stage for the time it takes one incense stick to burn, is that correct?"

Qingyangzi nodded slightly. "That is correct."

A slight smile played on Chu Fan’s lips as he announced loudly, "Fighting them one by one is too much trouble and a waste of time!"

"I will defend the stage!"

"For the remainder of this round, I don’t care what sect or clan you’re from, nor how high or low your Cultivation is. Anyone who is unconvinced is free to come on stage!"

Whether it was the contestants below or the dignitaries in the stands, the entire crowd was in an uproar!

Chu Fan ignored them, his voice booming like thunder and stunning the entire arena. "Within the time it takes one incense stick to burn, I will conquer this Divine Power Realm stage! Who dares to challenge me?"

A strange silence fell over the arena.

All eyes focused on Qingyangzi on the high platform, awaiting the venerable referee’s decision.

Qingyangzi’s profound gaze fell upon the proud figure standing in the center of the stage. After a moment’s thought, he waved a long sleeve, his voice booming like a great bell. "Granted!"

"Chu Fan of the Demon Suppression Bureau has requested to defend the stage. This is permitted by the rules."

"Anyone who is unconvinced, anyone who wishes to fight, you may all come to the stage!"

"The rules are as follows: Within the time it takes one incense stick to burn, Chu Fan will face a gauntlet of challengers. If he is not defeated, or if no one else dares to fight, he will be considered to have passed the Divine Power Realm trials and will advance to the Acupoint Realm stage!"

His declaration sent shockwaves through the crowd!

The moment Qingyangzi finished speaking, the entire venue erupted. The wave of noise was so immense it threatened to blow the roof off the Martial Arts Arena.

"My gods, has that Chu Fan gone mad?"

"Defending the stage isn’t unheard of in the history of the Profound Origin Secret Realm tournament. Some astonishingly talented prodigies have done it to show off their strength. But it’s an insane move; even those with absolute confidence in their power rarely attempt it."

"That’s right, it’s a gauntlet! There are still hundreds of experts from major factions waiting to fight on the Divine Power Realm stage! Even if he had a body forged from iron, facing a relentless stream of challengers, his stamina and Primordial Qi would eventually run out."

"Anyone normal who wanted to advance would just fight a few matches, make it into the top ten, and safely move on to the Acupoint Realm bracket. Who would bring this much trouble on themselves by defending the stage, making an enemy out of everyone?"

"Exactly! If he loses, not only will he be utterly humiliated and become a laughingstock, but he could also be gravely injured, which would directly impact the rest of his matches!"