Chapter 1646 - 1465: On the Eve of Battle

In the distance, Hui Long was observing the situation on the field from afar. He was surprised that this boy was not only terrifyingly fast but also incredibly powerful. Even Third Brother's Xuanwu Intent Fist was no match for him. It seemed the deaths of the Hundred-eyed Woman and Chang Hu were not without reason.

Moreover, that three-headed dog clearly had the aura of the Demon Clan, but it wasn't pure. There was also a mix of Yinming energy within, as if two forces were fused together, making Hui Long puzzled.

As Hui Long concentrated, Ming Wu's fist intent had already taken shape.

"Moo—"

A heavy and authoritative sound was heard from Ming Wu's fist, forming a dark green shadow of Xuanwu, exuding a terrifying might, rushing toward Ye Guichen like a bamboo splitting.

"Boy, dying under my Xuanwu Intent Fist is your honor!" Ming Wu said viciously.

Seeing the giant Xuanwu shadow on Ming Wu's fist, Ye Guichen felt a surge of excitement. Since he started practicing the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill, few had challenged him in pure strength. Now encountering such a powerful beast, how could Ye Guichen not feel thrilled inside?

Ye Guichen planted his feet firmly and filled his right fist with his True Qi. The golden True Qi cut through everything, swirling around his right fist.

As the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill circulated within him, Ye Guichen became like a beast dormant for ages. All the power within him gathered in his right fist, the power of his blood, concentration, and fist intent, with sounds of elephants roaring from his right fist.

"Not good, Third Brother is in danger!" Hui Long, seeing the power of Ye Guichen's fist, was shocked and leaped into the air, like a swimming dragon, rushing toward Ye Guichen.

At that moment, Ye Guichen was like an arrow ready to be released.

Ye Guichen charged forward abruptly, aiming a straight punch directly at Ming Wu's fist.

"Power of Ten Elephants!"

"Boom!"

Ming Wu's figure was instantly blown away, his entire arm gone, flesh and blood flying, and lay in the distance continually spewing fresh blood, having lost all ability to fight with just one punch by Ye Guichen.

Standing still, Ye Guichen carefully felt the previous punch, seemingly reaching a new realization.

"Fist intent and Sword Intent are essentially similar. If I apply the same focus and will on my swordsmanship, I believe I can further advance. This should be what Senior Xiao Yao referred to as the true Sword Dao!" Ye Guichen thought excitedly to himself.

Just as Ye Guichen was comprehending, a dark, shadowy figure snapped him back to reality.

Hui Long approached with his hand like a claw, reaching directly for Ye Guichen, emanating a green glow, as if carrying corrosive energy.

Seeing the impending attack, Ye Guichen used Divine Move Variation, his figure instantly retreating, dodging Hui Long's strike.

Seeing his strike fail, Hui Long no longer lingered. He quickly moved to Ming Wu's side and fed him a blood-red pill, healing Ming Wu's injuries, while looking at Ye Guichen with a sinister expression.

The blood-red pill was the Divine Blood Pill, made from a drop of divine beast's blood, extremely precious, with only three in total. To think they had used up two just to deal with Ye Guichen today, made Hui Long's heart bleed.

"Second Brother, return," Hui Long said to Shang Hu.

Shang Hu, upon hearing Hui Long, retreated explosively, ceasing battle, and came to Hui Long's side.

Shang Hu initially thought that dealing with a mere three-headed dog would be easy with his strength. Yet, he found its power terrifyingly overwhelming, having already used all his skills, but was still slightly suppressed.

This three-headed dog seemed inherently resistant to Yinming creatures, as all his yin ghost energy was completely consumed by Little Black before him, causing Shang Hu extreme frustration.

Little Black roared, unwillingly looked at Ye Guichen, feeling it hadn't fully stretched and yet had to scurry back. Little Black slowly approached Ye Guichen's side.

The four stood coldly in front of Ye Guichen, watching him with lingering fear. This boy was incredibly formidable, and it seemed they had to resort to the final move.

"Second, Third, Fourth, use the Four God Formation." Hui Long said in a deep voice.

"Got it!"

The three responded in unison, taking four positions surrounding Ye Guichen, chanting obscure and incomprehensible words.

An ancient totem arose from beneath their feet, continuously rotating. Originally, Ming Wu's injuries were healing rapidly under the totem's effect, becoming completely fine in no time, with even greater internal power.

"Boy, to die under our Four God Formation is something you should be proud of," Hui Long, as a lofty king, proudly regarded Ye Guichen, as if Ye Guichen was already a doomed person.

Ye Guichen sensed that these four's aura was much stronger than before, seemingly enhanced by the totem beneath, yet he was gradually surrounded by them.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Guichen directly retrieved Little Black back into the Jiuyou Tower.

Continuously moving his figure, trying to escape the Four God Formation's constraints, he found himself constantly marked, situated at the formation's center no matter where he shifted.

"No, I can't just sit and wait. If they combine their strengths, it could be a huge problem!" Ye Guichen thought to himself, directly drawing out the Immortal Slayer Sword.