Chapter 2234 - 1935: Three Great Spirit Lands

Chapter 2234: Chapter 1935: Three Great Spirit Lands

As the freckled man’s fist blasted towards Song Yun’s back, this punch was condensed with True Qi, its power immense, causing the entire mine to resonate, producing a rumbling sound.

Moreover, the momentum of the freckled man’s punch carried a strange yin energy, chilling to the bone.

"Kid, you’re done for!"

The freckled man shouted excitedly, his punch landing on Song Yun’s back.

Bang boom.

A loud explosion, waves of air rolled, raising the dust in the mine, shrouding vision in a gray haze, making everyone cough.

"Song Yun!"

Wang Ling called out worriedly, feeling her heart grip tightly.

She was about to rush forward when Maisy Lin grabbed her arm, nervously saying, "Are you crazy? That guy isn’t even human, we can’t defeat him, let’s get out of here."

Morris, Oro, and Li Huanxin, paying no mind to others’ lives, turned and fled.

But they hadn’t run two steps when a silhouette blocked their path—it was the Horse-faced Man.

The Horse-faced Man sneered, "Don’t you understand? I want you to stay and work as laborers. If you run, who will do the work?"

Morris and the others retreated two steps in fright, not daring to resist.

At this moment, the rising dust gradually cleared, and everyone regained their vision.

"You... how are you unharmed?"

A surprised voice came from the freckled man.

Everyone looked over to see Song Yun standing there unscathed; the freckled man’s fierce punch hadn’t harmed him at all.

For a moment, everyone, like the freckled man, showed expressions of disbelief.

Before they could react, Song Yun backhanded a slap towards the freckled man.

Clap.

A crisp sound, the freckled man had no time to dodge, being slapped squarely.

He flew back like a cannonball, struck the mine’s rock, causing a loud crash, as the rocks exploded.

The entire mine shook, pebbles falling, the force unimaginable.

The freckled man fell to the ground, his face completely deformed by the slap, revealing bone and flesh, his eyes popping out, incredibly horrific.

"You... you can’t possibly be Inner Strength, you hid your realm!"

The freckled man’s face twitched, looking at Song Yun in terror, he tried to escape.

But as he turned, Song Yun appeared swiftly before him, delivering another slap.

The freckled man again crashed into the rock layer, fell to the ground, motionless.

"Don’t move, or your fate will be worse than his."

Song Yun’s eyes darted to the Horse-faced Man who was planning to escape, his expression indifferent, his voice calm, yet conveying an irresistible force.

The Horse-faced Man’s face looked grim, realizing that Song Yun’s strength far exceeded his own.

He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who exactly are you?"

"If you speak again without my permission, I’ll kill you."

Song Yun said dismissively to the Horse-faced Man, who shivered, showing unwillingness, yet dared not resist.

His strength was similar to the freckled man’s; seeing him completely overwhelmed, he dared not provoke Song Yun.

The crucial issue was Song Yun’s speed; he had no chance to escape.

"Are you all okay?"

Song Yun walked over to Wang Ling and the others, asking.

Wang Ling, Maisy Lin, and the others came back to their senses, looking at Song Yun with expressions full of amazement.

Unexpectedly to everyone, Song Yun was this strong.

Qingxu and Qing Nian smiled wryly, previously thinking to protect Song Yun’s safety, now feeling ashamed, seeing Song Yun didn’t need their protection at all due to his immense strength.

Li Huanxin, Morris, and Oro hung their heads, showing awkward expressions.

Previously they underestimated Song Yun, yet now it was Song Yun who had saved their lives.

In front of the Horse-faced and Freckled Man, they hadn’t even the courage to fight back.

"I really didn’t expect you to be this impressive."

Maisy Lin snapped back, sincerely praising Song Yun.

Wang Ling kept her gaze fixed on Song Yun, feeling indescribable emotions—wonder, amazement, admiration...

And a hint of affection.

Trying to stay calm, Wang Ling nodded to Song Yun, "We’re all okay."

"That reassures me."

Song Yun smiled gently, the tender care in his eyes making Wang Ling’s heart tremble.

She lowered her head in a panic, not daring to meet Song Yun’s gaze.

Song Yun smiled, choosing not to tease Wang Ling.

He turned to look at the five workers who had been about to dig the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower; they froze there, eyes full of terror.

These five were likely from minority ethnic groups, forced by the Horse-faced and Freckled Man to work; though muscular, they seemed undernourished recently, doing too much work, looking somewhat haggard.

Song Yun wouldn’t trouble these forlorn people, pointing towards the mine exit, saying, "You may leave."

The five workers, as if granted amnesty, dropped their pickaxes and other tools, rushed towards the mine’s exit, each faster than the last.

Li Huanxin frowned, saying, "Song Yun, you just let them go?"

"What else?" Song Yun turned to Li Huanxin, saying coldly, "They were forced. Do you want them to stay to pay with their lives?"

Li Huanxin shrank back his neck, having witnessed Song Yun’s prowess, he didn’t dare argue.

Once the five laborers had gone far, Song Yun looked at the Horse-faced Man, whose face looked grim, asking, "Explain, what’s going on, who are you? What are you doing here? What is the Sky Demon Sect?"