Chapter 2297 - 2298: Signature Technique

Qian Kunzi shook his head and sighed softly.

"I have to say, although you've risen in the cultivation world, gaining great fame, your vision is truly too narrow."

"You haven't ascended the pinnacle; you haven't seen the great spiritual masters; you have no idea how terrifying the power they possess."

"Even the life and death of billions of creatures on Earth is just a matter of a thought to them."

"Therefore, you can't view the living beings as ants, you can't align with the Heavenly Dao, and you'll never be able to cultivate into an immortal form."

If these words were heard by other cultivators, they would probably find some sense in them.

Yet to Yang Fei, they sounded indescribably ridiculous and funny.

The realm of the True Martial King and Emperor Tian, this old Taoist probably wouldn't even dream of, would he?

However, Yang Fei had never seen the True Martial King wantonly slaughter the innocent, treating all beings as ants.

He even risked his life to protect the myriad creatures on Earth and to help the human race rise, daring to break the giant wheel of the Heavenly Dao.

Even Emperor Tian, unless necessary, would not randomly kill an innocent life.

Only someone like the half-baked Queen Mother would frequently send down divine punishment, usher in doom, and kill innocent lives at will.

This also led to her inability to obtain the true power of the great Daoism.

The more one cultivates, the more they understand the truth of life and the more they realize the preciousness of life.

In the universe, any life, as long as it has a thought for upward progress and cultivates diligently, can grow into an unimaginably powerful life form.

Wasn't the towering Jianmu Divine Tree, once just a tiny seed?

And now here Qian Kunzi is, talking about the unkindness of Heaven and Earth, treating all things as straw dogs—how utterly laughable!

Yang Fei burst into loud laughter, "What the hell are you talking about, catch my punch!"

That was a cursing phrase of such intensity that it seemed to shake the heavens, leaving Old Cat and Yanzi not far away dumbfounded.

Yanzi burst out laughing.

In her impression, these great real men were all god-like figures above the common folk.

Every word and action of theirs bore no traces of mortal life, unlike Yang Fei's open-mouthed curses, and such nasty ones at that, something rare through the ages.

Yang Fei's outburst directly lit up the battle.

He stomped on the ground, shot up into the air like a launched rocket, directly soaring into the void.

Then, as his body descended, he punched towards Qian Kunzi from above.

The second layer of Niu Ji's Bull Demon Avatar within Yang Fei's body had been completely refined successfully.

At this moment, a true ox demon was hidden within him, possessing earth-shattering power.

With this punch, the entire void appeared with spiderweb-like cracks, densely packed.

With Yang Fei's punch, the nearby heaven and earth vital energy gathered to form a funnel-shaped, gigantic fist, crashing towards Qian Kunzi.

Qian Kunzi had never seen a human body reach such unimaginable strength, and could not help from being shocked.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and an ancient-looking black shield flew out.

The shield grew larger in the wind, like a city wall, standing before Qian Kunzi.

Not feeling reassured, he drew a golden circle around himself with a sweep of his foot, the golden glow was incredibly thick, nearly solid.

Boom!

Yang Fei's Bull Demon's Fist shattered the black shield, scattering shield fragments everywhere, runes flying chaotically.

Qian Kunzi's eyes almost popped out in shock.

This black shield, personally refined by him, had reached a level 12 magic artifact, just a step away from advancing to a magical treasure, yet it couldn't withstand a single punch from Yang Fei.

As Yang Fei's fist came smashing through the void towards him, Qian Kunzi's heart leapt to his throat, pouring his utmost power into the golden ring beneath his feet.

The golden ring under his feet was Qian Kunzi's protective dharma treasure, adept at condensing the Qi of Geng Metal, excelling not only in offense but also in defense.

Rumble!

Another loud boom, the golden light scattered, the glow shield shattered, Qian Kunzi's golden ring broke into two pieces.

Yang Fei's fist continued roaring towards Qian Kunzi's head.

This punch, like Mount Tai crushing down, instantly scared Qian Kunzi out of his wits.

In that lightning-flash moment, Qian Kunzi crushed a bead in his hand.

His entire figure suddenly turned ethereal, like a shadow.

Yang Fei's fist plunged into the illusory shadow, feeling nothing at all.

It turned out, the agarwood beads on Qian Kunzi's wrist, four in total, had been refined into substitute treasures.

This time, with the bead shattered, Qian Kunzi narrowly escaped.

The entire scene went silent.

Everyone stared at Yang Fei in disbelief.

That terrifying punch of his shattered two of Qian Kunzi's magic artifacts in succession.

If it weren't for Qian Kunzi's timely employment of a substitute treasure, that punch might've cost him his life.

Qian Kunzi reappeared on a huge rock more than ten yards away, gasping breathlessly, his face livid.

"You...what is that fist technique of yours?"

Yang Fei coldly chuckled, "The fist technique that takes your life!"

His fist slowly extended, with mottled patterns on it, resembling the hoof of some beast, faintly gleaming with a metallic sheen.

The massive heaven and earth vital energy surrounded his fist in a black mist-like form.

Yang Fei clenched his fist tightly, with a sinister laugh.

"Get ready, the second punch is coming, let's see how many punches you can take?"

As he spoke, his body suddenly leaped up, like a meteor streaking across the sky, crashing once again towards Qian Kunzi.

The massive heaven and earth vital energy condensed on his fist, forming a tank-sized fist, refined like a solid entity.

That fist, with a mighty momentum, came crashing down on Qian Kunzi.

Qian Kunzi had already readied himself, but Yang Fei's fist was overwhelmingly fast, leaving him no choice but to crush another bead.

Yang Fei's fist hit the illusory shadow, and slowly stopped.

Not far away, Qian Kunzi's face turned ashen, staring at Yang Fei in shock and fear.

There were only two beads left on his wrist.

Yang Fei sneered coldly, "Alright, I wonder how many lives you have left to waste."

He activated Niu Ji, having issued two consecutive Bull Demon Fists, which also bore the stubborn and wild divine thought of Niu Ji.

His eyes turned scarlet, and a bluish-black pattern emerged on his forehead, his once handsome face gaining a touch of grandeur and bleakness.

Seeing such a terrifying sight, Qian Kunzi dared not be negligent anymore, shouting loudly with a finger pointing towards the sky.

All Gods Descend!

Suddenly, countless meteors rained down from half the firmament.

Each meteor landing on the ground transformed into a golden-armored deity.

Commanding Gods Technique!

This was Kunlun Mountain's specialty!

These golden-armored deities, nearly every one of them had cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment, entering the early stage of Golden Core.

The divine weapons in their hands emitted a chilling, powerful aura.

Everyone was dumbstruck by the unfolding scene.

Having seen the Kunlun Divine God Method, like the exorcism at Dragon Tiger Mountain, they finally witnessed the true skill of Kunlun Mountain's true person.

Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and others had always had full confidence in Yang Fei.

However, upon witnessing the sudden descent of these divine generals, densely packed across the summit of the Tianshan Mountains, each person's face changed.