Chapter 462: Cultivators... Should Be Like This!

The entire battlefield fell into a suffocating, deathly silence.

For a brief moment, no one dared to step forward.

The Demon Suppression Great Daoist had already demonstrated the price one had to pay to kill an Upper Realm enemy of the same cultivation realm.

Even after burning his life essence and sacrificing everything he possessed, he only managed to drag a single Perfect Half Immortal down with him.

And yet, the Upper Realm still possessed countless powerhouses.

What could they possibly accomplish?

The remaining cultivators of the Lower Realm stood amidst the ruins, their expressions pale and their auras unstable.

Some clenched their fists until their fingernails pierced their palms, while others lowered their heads, unable to look directly at the woman standing before them.

The difference in strength was simply too great.

Even if they were willing to die, what meaning would their deaths have?

The woman in pale golden robes surveyed the battlefield, her gaze passing over the countless wounded cultivators. Seeing that no one responded to her question, she could not help but frown.

How boring.

She initially thought that the Lower Realm might possess a few more interesting opponents, but after witnessing the Demon Suppression Great Daoist’s final struggle, she had begun to lose interest.

She was here to participate in the Cleansing, after all.

For cultivators of the Upper Realm, this was an opportunity to temper themselves through battle and accumulate merits.

The Lower Realm’s powerhouses were nothing more than stepping stones on their path to immortality.

Even the death of a Perfected Half Immortal was not worth mentioning.

Just as she was about to speak again, a streak of light suddenly tore through the distant skies!

It appeared without warning, emerging from behind a shattered mountain before shooting towards the battlefield like a meteor descending from the heavens.

Its speed was astonishing, like a shooting star falling from the sky!

Wherever it passed, the surrounding void trembled violently, and the clouds above the battlefield were scattered by an overwhelming surge of Spiritual Energy!

Countless gazes immediately turned towards it.

Then, someone recognized the figure within that streak of light, their expression changing drastically.

"The Unrivaled Fist God?!"

A voice filled with disbelief rang out among the Lower Realm cultivators.

In the next instant, the entire battlefield was stirred.

The Unrivaled Fist God!

Among the supreme prodigies of the Lower Realm, his reputation was second to none in Body Cultivation!

His physical body had been tempered through countless trials, and his fists possessed a might that could shatter mountains and rivers.

Even when facing opponents of higher cultivation, he had repeatedly charged into battle without hesitation, relying on his unparalleled physique and overwhelming Fist Intent to fight enemies who should have been far beyond his reach.

Yet, at this moment, he had appeared alone, and he was heading straight towards the female Half Immortal!

"What is he trying to do?!"

A cultivator from the Hidden Xun Immortal Family suddenly stood up, his face turning deathly pale.

He recognized that figure better than most.

The Unrivaled Fist God was their young master.

He was born with extraordinary talent, possessing the Undying Hegemon Body, a top tier constitution that countless Body Cultivators could only dream of.

From childhood, he had demonstrated an astonishing affinity for the Fist Dao and Body Cultivation, his future having once been considered limitless.

The family had invested countless resources in him, hoping that one day he might become a pillar capable of protecting their lineage for countless generations.

But now...

"Young Master, stop!"

An elder of the Hidden Xun Immortal Family roared desperately.

His voice spread across the battlefield, but the figure in the distance did not slow down.

The Unrivaled Fist God continued forward, his robes fluttering wildly and his powerful physique shining with a faint golden radiance, leaving behind a trail of light in the air.

Every inch of his body seemed to contain an explosive force capable of tearing apart the heavens, a characteristic unique to the Undying Hegemon Body.

His aura was rising higher and higher, the Spiritual Energy within his body surging violently as his blood began to roar like an ancient river rushing through the wilderness.

At that moment, he seemed to have transformed into a divine mountain moving through the firmament, carrying an overbearing might that caused even the distant heavens to tremble.

He had already made his decision; there was no turning back now.

Seeing this, the elder of the Hidden Xun Immortal Family trembled violently.

His eyes widened, and his lips moved, yet no words emerged from his mouth.

He finally understood what their young master intended to accomplish.

But precisely because he understood, he would rather believe that he had misunderstood everything.

How could this be?

Why?!

Their young master possessed a glorious future. Even if he could not survive the Cleansing, there should have been a chance to escape into some hidden realm, preserve his life, and wait for another opportunity.

Why would he choose this path?

Why would he throw away everything he had worked so hard to obtain?

However, no one could give him an answer. At least not yet.

By this time, the Unrivaled Fist God had already reached the woman.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the approaching figure with a hint of surprise.

"A mere Immortal Ascension cultivator?"

She could tell his cultivation at a glance.

Although his physique was extraordinary and his aura far surpassed that of an ordinary cultivator of the same realm, the difference between them was still insurmountable.

A Perfect Half Immortal and an Immortal Ascension cultivator.

They were separated by an entire great realm, alongside an almost immeasurable gap in the comprehension of the Dao, cultivation methods, Divine Powers, mystical arts, and many more factors.

Under ordinary circumstances, she could crush him with a single finger.

Yet, the young man before her showed no hesitation whatsoever.

His right fist was clenched tightly as his eyes burned with an unyielding light.

Then, his roar echoed across the firmament.

"Cultivators...!"

His voice shook the heavens, and for an instant, countless cultivators stared blankly at the figure before them.

"Young Master—!"

The elder of the Hidden Xun Immortal Family let out a heart wrenching cry.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The Unrivaled Fist God had reached the very limit of his existence.

His body suddenly expanded with a terrifying surge of Spiritual Energy, and countless cracks spread across his skin. Golden light burst from his pores, illuminating the heavens and earth.

His Essence Soul began to disintegrate, his physical body shattered, and his Dao burned.

"Should be like this!"

The instant those words fell, the Unrivaled Fist God self-destructed!

*BOOM!*

The world lost its colors for the briefest moment.

A terrifying Fist Intent erupted from the point of detonation, sweeping across the battlefield with enough power to annihilate everything within a radius of over a hundred thousand miles.

Mountains collapsed into dust, rivers evaporated, the void shattered into countless fragments, while the very laws governing the surrounding world were torn apart by the overwhelming force.

The shock wave swept across the heavens, engulfing everything in its path.