Chapter 2339 - 2340: The Saddest Thing in Life

On the surface of the sea, Yang Fei delivered another Bull Demon Heavy Fist, sending Gui Hai Yi Dao flying.

He crashed into the seawater, splashing up a towering wave.

Gui Hai Yi Dao was suddenly furious, he was already a Spirit Transformation period Cultivator, standing at the pinnacle of Earth Space.

Yet now, he was being beaten down by a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, it was simply unreasonable!

Gui Hai Yi Dao suddenly leapt out of the seawater, his whole being like an exceptionally sharp long sword, ramming towards Yang Fei.

He was a Spirit Transformation period Cultivator, the impact of this physical body was more terrifying than a locomotive.

At this moment, there was suddenly a loud rumbling in the sky, as a massive hand descended from above.

The palm was pitch-black, vaguely cradling a baby, lying on the back of the hand, adorable and innocent, eyes tightly shut.

The baby was completely black, its entire body seemed to shimmer with a layer of golden sheen.

A breath of Divine Might emanated, the palm's power covered the sky, as if half of the firmament had collapsed.

Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal Seventh Layer!

The Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal has a total of 12 layers, the first to fifth layers can only be considered as mortal realm Martial Studies, but from the Sixth Layer onwards, it is already the Immortal Martial Secret Art, gathering the Creation Mighty Power of Creator God Brahma.

Gui Hai Yi Dao's heart suddenly trembled, this overwhelming palm's aura was more terrifying than the Bull Demon's Fist.

Gui Hai Yi Dao could already feel the destructive aura contained within the palm.

Gui Hai Yi Dao's Primordial Spirit Sword was suppressed, at the moment he had nothing to wield.

He used all his strength to collide with the enormous palm.

Boom!

A loud sound erupted, like an explosion, Gui Hai Yi Dao's whole body was slapped away by the Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal.

He was in mid-air, a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.

The power of this Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal was as majestic as mountains.

This blow was something even his tempered Primordial Spirit Body could not withstand.

The crack made by the Sky Wolf Demon Blade reopened.

From within his body, faint golden light began to seep out, which is a sign of the Qi of Geng Metal starting to leak.

"Monster, I'll kill you!"

Gui Hai Yi Dao had the urge to die, clearly his cultivation was higher, having perfected the way of the blade to the peak.

Yet, this guy's bizarre Divine Skills were truly never-ending, with immense power.

Leaving aside the Mountain of Heavenly Path suppressing his Primordial Spirit Sword, just these punches and palms, he, a Spirit Transformation period Cultivator, could not defend against.

At this moment, Gui Hai Yi Dao's calm Dao Heart began to waver.

He couldn't understand where Yang Fei acquired such Divine Skills.

Meanwhile, his Primordial Spirit Sword was suppressed, unable to resist Yang Fei's Bull Demon's Fist and Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal.

Yang Fei sneered, charging again with two more heavy Bull Demon's Fist strikes, hitting Gui Hai Yi Dao's chest and abdomen.

Bam!

Gui Hai Yi Dao spat blood wildly; his body curled into a shrimp-like shape, his face flushed red, then turned ashen.

The cultivators of Sang Country by the coast all stared blankly at the once world-famous Gui Hai Yi Dao being beaten so miserably by Yang Fei with Turtle Fist.

Every person felt an immense sorrow welling up inside.

Is Great Sang doomed, with Wang Xiaoshi not being enough, now comes a monstrous strong opponent?

Gui Hai Yi Dao suffered two Bull Demon's Fist strikes, his Primordial Spirit Body finally fell apart.

He appeared like a shattered glass vase, with many cracks on his body, from which strands of golden light shone.

Everyone saw clearly that with such attacks, if Gui Hai Yi Dao took two more punches, his primordial spirit would definitely disintegrate.

A Sang Country cultivator had tears in their eyes, mumbling to themselves.

"What's going on? How could this happen? That was the invincible Gui Hai Yi Dao."

Beside him, an elderly Sang Country cultivator clasped their hands together, praying devoutly.

"Lord Gui Hai Yi Dao would never be defeated like this, he must have a trump magical treasure, not yet unleashed."

...

The leaders of the Eight Great War God Families watched helplessly as Gui Hai Yi Dao was beaten into a dying dog by Yang Fei, each person's heart felt like it was being cut with a knife but there was nothing they could do.

Every person's heart was filled with a sense of despair.

The family heads of the War God Families were teary-eyed, turning away, unable to bear watching any longer.

Patriarch Sato suddenly tore off the Taiyang flag band from his head, wailing loudly.

"Stop it, we concede..."

Before he could finish his words, Patriarch Yamamoto kicked him down, turning him into a rolling gourd.

Patriarch Yamamoto drew his long blade, his face filled with the spirit of fighting to the bitter end.

"Great Sang's Warrior, how can we so easily speak of surrender, attack together and kill this demon."

As Yamamoto finished speaking, more than 20 brave Sang Country cultivators raised their magic artifacts and wielded their long blades, charging into the seawater.

At this moment, there was a loud sound, Gui Hai Yi Dao was struck by Yang Fei's Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal, falling into the sea, causing a water wall over ten zhang high to erupt.

This water wall was like a real city wall, collapsing down.

The pressure of tons of water flattened over twenty Sang Country cultivators by the shore, turning them into minced meat, blood staining the seawater red.

Patriarch Yamamoto stood frozen, his long blade clinking as it fell to the ground.

He knelt down, tears flowing slowly from his face, trickling freely over his wrinkled cheeks.

The saddest thing in life is nothing but this.

Faced with a powerful enemy, the Sang Country cultivators don't even have the qualification to fight desperately, seemed like ants.

The family heads of the Eight Great War God Families also knelt along with Yamamoto on the beach.

These renowned figures, who could turn all of East Asia upside down with a wave of their hand, now seemed like orphans who lost their parents, looking incredibly pitiable.

Gui Hai Yi Dao's Primordial Spirit Body was like shattered glass, with more cracks appearing, on the verge of disintegration.

Not far away, his Primordial Spirit Sword remained suppressed under the Mountain of Heavenly Path,

No matter how much Gui Hai Yi Dao tried to summon it, the Primordial Spirit Sword seemed rooted, unmoving.

The heavy, majestic pressure rendered Gui Hai Yi Dao's breathing difficult.

Yang Fei coldly laughed.

He was about to release the Phoenix Mysterious Fire to refine Gui Hai Yi Dao's Primordial Spirit Body when suddenly, the sound of a flute echoed in his ears.

The flute sound was very peculiar, like the Soul Sacrifice Melody of an Onmyoji, ancient and desolate, filled with an indescribable mysterious feeling, as if it came from ancient times.

The cultivators watching on the coast all widened their mouths in shock, looking behind Yang Fei.

Yang Fei turned around and was startled too.

Clearly, it was just dawn with golden earth.

Yet in a blink, it became shrouded in dark mist, clouds enveloping, the sky also turned gray and white.

The entire sea was echoing with ghostly sounds, shrouded by black mist, within which hideous and terrifying giant figures loomed.

Roar!

A gigantic bone dragon, covered in bone spurs standing straight, spiraled through the air.

In its hollow eyes, red flames danced.