Chapter 366 - 362: Me, Fighting Sukuna? For Real?

Chapter 366: Chapter 362: Me, Fighting Sukuna? For Real?

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Across the endless land, cities trembled violently!

Two figures, as small as ants against the vast landscape, were locked in a brutal, flesh-on-flesh collision!

Every clash brought terrifying destruction, causing heaven and earth to collapse and reshaping the very terrain.

Fairy Xizhao’s figure flashed like lightning through a sky full of fist-shadows, her skin glowing with an unnatural, faint crimson.

Her black hair danced wildly in the shockwaves like flames. Her eyes were hazy, as if drunk, as her delicate body met Fang Can’s world-ending fists head-on.

With every heavy blow she took—each one powerful enough to shatter mountains—an ever-more-vivid crimson blush bloomed from the corners of her eyes, and the power erupting from her body began to multiply exponentially.

In an abyss of pleasure on the verge of collapse, she became a crimson meteor, growing fiercer with every attack. She faced the demonic might of the asura with a crazed smile, their clashing fists and palms creating layered, blood-red sonic booms.

But she wasn’t the only one enduring this frenzied mental state. So was Fang Can, who had been driven into a maddened frenzy!

To complement her legacy technique, [Sinful Chaos Ultimate Bliss], Xizhao had painstakingly cultivated for a century and created a brand-new Cultivation Technique based on the Buddhist art of "Telepathy."

She called it: "Hearts as One"!

This Cultivation Technique ensured that as Xizhao’s mind boiled over, her attacker would suffer an identical mental shock.

In other words, Fang Can and Xizhao were now plunging into the abyss of pleasure together.

As the two of them—a madman and a madwoman—continued their brutal, hand-to-hand combat, the mental stimulation had already been amplified tens of thousands of times.

Victory would go to whoever could withstand it longer; the first to lose consciousness and collapse would lose.

So, would Fang Can lose?

Absolutely not! Impossible!

The pleasure he had endured from five million people simultaneously before was nowhere near his mental limit!

The stimulation from a mere tens of thousands of people that Xizhao was now sharing with him was as futile as an ant trying to shake a great tree; it stood no chance of overwhelming his will!

If this dragged on, in this endless exchange of fists!

The only thing awaiting Xizhao would be to have her eyes roll back into her head as she was battered into unconsciousness by the immense mental damage!

But she still had teammates!

This wasn’t a one-on-one duel. This was thirteen Fourth Turn cultivators ganging up on the single demon lord, Fang Can!

While Fang Can and Xizhao were locked in their frenzied brawl, a roar erupted from behind him!

It was like the bellow of a primordial dragon. A burly man’s body was connected to the earth beneath his feet, and with a twist and turn of his torso, a trillion tons of terrestrial force had already gathered in his palm.

At this moment, Fang Can was completely absorbed in his fight with Xizhao. He hadn’t noticed the burly man behind him at all—but even if he had, in his enraged state, he wouldn’t have cared.

There was no need for honor when facing a heretical demon like Fang Can. This was a righteous sneak attack!

Finding his moment, the burly man slammed his right palm viciously into Fang Can’s back. The force of a trillion tons roared on impact.

The terrifying power howled forth, and the ground shattered inch by inch.

Under this savage sneak attack, Fang Can’s body actually stumbled.

Wait... he stumbled?

With the adhesive force of his AT Field, Fang Can’s figure wouldn’t have wavered in the slightest even if a nuclear bomb detonated right in front of him.

For him to actually be made to stumble, even slightly, was a testament to the explosive power of this sneak attack!

As the burly man’s face turned pale, Fang Can, who had been enjoying the fight, turned around with some annoyance and fixed him with a savage glare.

Meeting the burly man’s gaze, amidst the storm of destruction, the young man slowly raised his right arm.

Just as he was about to swat this annoying fly, a slender yet powerful jade-like arm rested on his shoulder.

"Where are you looking! Get back here and keep fighting!"

Xizhao’s savage and distorted voice rang out, followed by a vicious punch that slammed into Fang Can’s kidney, sending a searing pain through his lower back.

This sudden pain drew Fang Can’s attention. He turned back and once again unleashed his brute force upon Xizhao’s body.

’I... I was just spared?’ the burly man thought, watching the duo whose every punch and kick seemed to change the color of the heavens.

In the next moment, a torrent of fiery meteors inundated the area.

It was a forbidden spell cast by the old man in black robes, turning a thousand-li radius into a sea of fire.

Unfortunately, while the attack was massive in scale, for the current Fang Can, the fire wasn’t even hot enough for a bath.

Against his sheer physical dominance, even without using any of his legacy techniques, most of the Fourth Turn cultivators present couldn’t break through his defense.

This was especially true for the Reincarnators, who had the destructive power of the Fourth Turn but lacked any special mechanics.

Under Fang Can’s overwhelming stats, they could only watch foolishly, making them the weakest group on the scene.

But in the next instant, a blood-red thread appeared out of thin air, its color that of blood under bright light.

Immediately, a bloody line appeared on Fang Can’s skin. The thread had actually sliced his body into several segments.

A strange pain flared through him, but before he could even process it, all the wounds from the thread healed completely.

Compared to his flesh’s regenerative speed, wounds created by simple molecular wires were too small. Even if he were sliced by a thousand threads, he could heal in the blink of an eye.

Ye Xushi’s face darkened. The molecular wire in his hand trembled wildly, transforming into a frantic whip that lashed toward Fang Can, aiming to churn every one of his trillions of cells into a bloody paste.

But, seemingly annoyed, Fang Can reached out for the molecular wire, which was so thin it was nearly invisible.

Facing the molecule-thin wire, his arm, which should have been sliced apart, remained completely unharmed. He gripped the line tightly, the thin thread held fast in his palm by his gravitational force.

Then, with a vicious flick, a sonic boom erupted as the thread instantly pierced through the Fourth Turn cultivator’s head, splitting him in two.

"Damn it, our methods are too weak to counter him!" Emperor Chu’s expression was grim as he watched the three Fourth Turn cultivators entangled with Fang Can.

Of the thirteen Fourth Turn cultivators here, only these three could barely resist Fang Can’s power or even manage to injure him.

The others were struggling just to stay alive.

"We can only hope our comrades on the other battlefields can finish their opponents quickly and come to our aid," Yang Xu sighed.

If nothing else, once Dio Brando was eliminated...

With his absolutely solid body of time, Ye Hao would be able to hold Fang Can’s assault at bay head-on.

But just as they were discussing tactics, a strange and powerful aura suddenly emanated from the distant north, appearing in the minds of everyone present!

[You have become a combat target for Ryomen Sukuna. Please be prepared. You may be matched for battle at any time!]

’What’s going on?’

The Fourth Turn cultivators of the Martial World were still confused, but the Reincarnators were completely floored.

’I have to fight Sukuna? For real?’

What on earth happened on the northern battlefront? Where did this Ryomen Sukuna come from?

At this moment, it wasn’t just the Fourth Turn cultivators; all the nations of the entire Martial World had received Ryomen Sukuna’s battle invitation.

Whether they were at the Heaven-Ascending Road or the Transcendent Body Realm, every single person would have to fight this unknown, unseen Sukuna!

The only silver lining was that due to the enormous number of people Sukuna had challenged...

...by the time their turn actually came, they would probably have died of old age.