Chapter 2394 - 2395: The Only Law

Roar!

From Yang Fei's throat suddenly erupted a thunderous roar.

His body wavered for a moment and he was already standing in front of the Asura. With the momentum of a thunderous avalanche, he launched the Bull Demon's Fist forward.

This punch was meant to establish dominance. Niu Ji rotated, and his entire strength reached its peak.

The Asura suddenly felt a great aura of devastation coming at him and was immediately shocked and dismayed.

He reached out, pulling a giant shield to appear in front of himself,

brimming with countless divine talismans and engraved with an imposing Asura god statue, clearly an extraordinary magical treasure.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Yang Fei's Bull Demon's Fist shattered the rare magical treasure shield with a single blow.

In the stunned gaze of the crowd, Yang Fei's punch did not wane and smashed heavily towards the Asura's chest.

This Asura had never before seen such a tyrannical fist technique.

In shock, six arms sprouted from his shoulders, forming a Dharma Seal to block his chest.

The circular Dharma Seal glimmered with golden light, looking as if forged from gold, appearing incredibly strong.

The elder exclaimed.

"This is the Asura Seal; this person is actually from the Immortal Clan of the Asura. How formidable."

Until now, everyone finally recognized the background of this short-statured man.

Suddenly, everyone's faces changed.

After a cultivator condenses their Solar Deity, they can shatter the void and have some understanding of the affairs in the Nine Realms.

Among the Nine Realms, when speaking of divine skills, the Central Kunlun Divine Realm is of course at the forefront.

But when it comes to the strongest warriors, it belongs to the Asura Divine Realm.

No one expected that the opening of the Gate of Creation would alarm the Asura God of the Asura Realm.

Crack! With a series of cracking sounds, the Dharma Seal formed by six Asura arms was shattered by Yang Fei's punch.

Amidst the tremendous explosion sounds, Yang Fei's fist landed heavily on the Asura's chest.

Bang!

An invisible Qi force pierced from the Asura's chest forward and out of his back.

The fabric on his back was shattered by the impact of the fist strength, fluttering away like a swarm of butterflies.

The Asura still stood in place, looking at Yang Fei with a gaze filled with shock and fear, fresh blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth.

Yang Fei slightly raised his head, looking at the Asura, his eyes filled with ridicule.

"Hard to endure, well then, go."

He reached out a hand and slapped the Asura's face.

The Asura stood stiffly, his throat making gurgling sounds, and then unwillingly fell down.

At the moment the Asura's body hit the ground, a blasting sound was heard and he suddenly exploded.

His entire body turned into fragments, descending gently onto the snowy ground.

Within the Asura's body, the surged Bull Demon's Fist from Yang Fei exploded like a volcano, blowing him to pieces.

Deathly silence engulfed the place.

Everyone had heard of the Asura's strength.

Every Asura possesses an Immortal Body, with endless life and relentless pursuit, renowned throughout the Nine Realms.

But this Asura was exploded by a single punch from Yang Fei; what kind of terrifying power, what formidable divine skills were these!

For a moment, all eyes were on Yang Fei, and no one dared to speak.

Just then, the temple doors of the Vajra Temple resounded, and someone called loudly from outside.

"We loose cultivators pay respect to Master Yang and request that Master Yang allow us to enter indoors personally to convey our sincerity."

Yang Fei sneered; he had already sensed the presence of more than twenty powerful auras outside.

These over twenty cultivators had initially wanted to rush inside without any scruples.

But upon seeing Yang Fei kill the Asura with a single punch, no one dared to move.

Everyone stood properly outside the temple doors, only calling out now.

Yang Fei looked indifferently outside, gesturing for the abbot of the Golden Ray Monastery beside him to open the temple door.

The abbot of the Golden Ray Monastery stared at Yang Fei blankly, like a frightened rabbit.

No matter what, he never expected Yang Fei to be so powerful and terrifying.

Even if the elder activated that secret magical treasure, it would likely not be able to withstand him.

Yang Fei noticed the dazed look on the abbot's face and slightly frowned.

This subtle action immediately caught the abbot's attention.

His body trembled, and he hurriedly, in fear and trepidation, made his way to open the front door of the Vajra Temple.

Outside the main doors of the Vajra Temple stood no less than twenty cultivators.

Although their formation was scattered, each fought on their own, yet every face was filled with respect.

Along with warm eyes, these powerful cultivators, nearly all in the Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation Stage, showed remarkable acumen.

Yang Fei's punch not only shattered a magical treasure but also an Immortal Asura.

He used no magical treasure, yet this sheer strength alone commanded awe.

No one dared face his terrifying fist head-on, let alone the fact that with the Will of the World in hand, heaven and earth obey his command.

With this realization, everyone gazed at Yang Fei with even more submission.

In the vast starry sky, among countless great thousand worlds, the strongest command respect as the only law.

Yang Fei stood with his hands behind him, calmly watching as over fifty cultivators filed in.

Among these twenty-some cultivators, at least five had already forged a Body of the Sun God, or at the minimum, were in the Core Formation Stage or Nascent Soul Stage.

Yang Fei marveled inwardly, surely these cultivators were not indigenous to Earth Space, but from space fragments nearby Earth.

Even he did not foresee that the opening of the Gate of Creation would attract so many powerful beings.

An elder with an immortal aura stepped in front of Yang Fei and bowed deeply.

Mo Daoren pays homage to Master Yang, hoping that Master Yang does not disdain this old fellow, and allows me into the Qilin Holy Land.

Yang Fei's heart moved; the word "Qilin Holy Land" had surfaced twice already.

Could it be that the world hidden behind the Door of Creation is the Qilin Holy Land?

But now, Yang Fei couldn't ask directly.

He nodded, speaking coldly.

"As long as you don't cause trouble for me, what harm is there in me taking you in?"

The elder was overjoyed; he too had forged a Body of the Sun God and need not act so subserviently to Yang Fei.

But the elder feared that punch which blew up the Asura, secretly fearing Yang Fei by degrees.

The elder's cultivation stood among the top three among these cultivators.

Seeing he dare not oppose Yang Fei, everyone laid aside other thoughts, stepping forward together to plead with Yang Fei.

"Please, Master Yang, have mercy, take us into the Qilin Holy Land."

"Master Yang, please, I need to find a particular spiritual medicine within the Qilin Holy Land."

"Master Yang, whatever you need, just say the word, I only beg to enter the Qilin Holy Land."

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