Chapter 431 - 430: Six Arms of Reincarnation, The Boar Demon King Slain with Bare Fists

Lin Yuan raised his right hand and allowed his Dao Fruit of Three Rebirths to spin at its maximum speed.

Golden-purple thunder gathered around his fingers, while silver-blue rain condensed into a faint spiral above his palm.

"Summoning Rain, Shaking Heaven and Earth," he whispered.

The surrounding astral dust and ambient moisture responded immediately. Countless droplets gathered from the currents around them, forming a massive vortex of silver-blue Origin water that expanded above Lin Yuan.

Golden-purple thunder threaded through the swirling mass, illuminating its surface with flashes of destructive power.

From the heart of the vortex, a colossal Rain Dragon lunged forward.

Its body was formed from dense Origin water, yet its scales possessed a clarity that resembled polished silver. Thunder flowed between its horns and along its spine, while the pressure of the Dao of Rain spread across the surrounding space.

The dragon’s roar was not merely a sound, but a declaration of the principles that governed its existence.

The Boar Demon King’s charge faltered for the first time. He attempted to reinforce his body with his cultivation, gathering the chaotic energy of the Void Refinement realm around his iron quills.

However, the Rain Dragon’s authority descended upon him before his defenses could fully form.

The dragon struck him head-on.

The impact produced a thunderous explosion that sent nearby fragments spinning away. The boar’s iron quills, which could normally resist powerful Void Refinement attacks, were flattened and torn from his body by the density of the Origin water.

His momentum vanished as the Rain Dragon wrapped around him, pinning his enormous frame within its jaws.

"What is this?!" the Boar Demon King gasped.

He struggled violently, attempting to force his spiritual Qi through the pressure surrounding him. Yet every movement caused the Rain Dragon’s body to tighten, and every attempt to gather energy was disrupted by the thunder flowing through its scales.

His strength had not disappeared, but his methods of applying it had become ineffective against the principles governing Lin Yuan’s technique.

Lin Yuan stepped away from the Golden Immortal Beast. Rather than falling through the empty space beneath him, he walked forward as though an invisible path had formed beneath his feet.

His crimson robes moved gently in the currents, and his expression remained as calm as it had been before the fight began.

He stopped directly in front of the trapped demon.

"You wanted to claim my head for the sake of your ascension," Lin Yuan said. "Then you should have considered whether you possessed the strength to take it."

The Boar Demon King bared his tusks. "You think a little trick can defeat me? I have cultivated for thousands of years! My body has endured countless battles, and I have killed opponents far stronger than you!"

"Perhaps," Lin Yuan replied. "But those battles did not teach you when to retreat."

He raised both hands.

The Six Arms of Reincarnation manifested through his body, but they did not appear as an enormous external avatar. Instead, their ethereal, tri-colored authority fused into his own physical limbs, layering his arms with the power of the cycle of life and death.

The surrounding space trembled as the sixfold principle settled into his movements.

Lin Yuan clenched his fists.

The Boar Demon King’s expression changed. He had expected a sword technique or a powerful palm strike, something he could attempt to resist with his reinforced body.

Instead, Lin Yuan’s fists carried a dense and concentrated force that made the surrounding spiritual Qi tremble before the first blow even landed.

The first punch struck the demon’s chest.

CRACK!

A fracture spread across the dark armor-like hide covering his torso. The impact drove the air from his lungs, and his enormous body jerked backward within the Rain Dragon’s grasp.

Before he could recover, Lin Yuan’s second fist struck his ribs, followed by a third blow that landed beneath his shoulder.

The attacks came too quickly for the demon to defend himself. Lin Yuan’s fists blurred into a relentless barrage, each strike carrying golden-purple thunder and the profound intent of reincarnation.

Rather than wasting energy against the outer surface of the demon’s body, the attacks transmitted their destructive force inward, disrupting the organs and spiritual channels that sustained his cultivation.

CRACK! SNAP! BOOM!

The sounds of shattering bones echoed through the void. The Boar Demon King roared and struggled, but the Rain Dragon held him firmly in place.

Every attempt to gather his power was interrupted by another strike, and the accumulated damage rapidly overwhelmed his ability to resist.

Lin Yuan’s movements remained controlled. He did not allow anger or excitement to distort his rhythm, and he did not waste a single attack on unnecessary flourishes.

The Six Arms of Reincarnation reinforced each blow with a different aspect of the cycle, making the damage increasingly difficult for the demon’s body to withstand.

The final strike carried the full weight of the Qilin Secret Realm.

Lin Yuan drove an uppercut into the underside of the Boar Demon King’s jaw. The impact lifted the massive beast out of the Rain Dragon’s grasp, sending his enormous body tumbling backward through the void.

His skull snapped back violently, his cervical spine shattered, and the demonic core within his chest imploded under the residual vibration of the accumulated blows.

For a brief moment, the Boar Demon King’s body continued drifting as though he might still recover. Then the remaining light in his eyes vanished, and his enormous frame became completely lifeless.

The corpse tumbled slowly into the astral debris.

The surviving wolf demon stared at the scene, his mouth hanging open. The Boar Demon King had been the strongest member of their group, and even he had been killed before the demon could properly understand what was happening.

The bounty that had seemed so close to their grasp now looked like a trap from which none of them had possessed the wisdom to escape.

He turned and fled.

Lin Yuan glanced in his direction but made no attempt to pursue him. The demon had already abandoned the fight, and chasing a frightened scavenger would accomplish nothing useful.

More importantly, every moment spent in the Barrier Realm was a moment in which the Demon Emperor could continue his work.

Lin Yuan lowered his fists, and the ethereal arms of reincarnation faded seamlessly into his True Elemental Body. His breathing remained steady, and there was no sign of exhaustion on his face.

The restoration of his cultivation, combined with the authority of his Dao Fruit and the power of the Origin technique, made ordinary Void Refinement demons seem far less threatening than they might once have been.

Ku Ming nodded approvingly from the Golden Immortal Beast’s back. "Flawless execution, Benefactors. They died chasing a reward that no longer exists."

"A fitting end for scavengers," Bai Qingyue replied coldly. She lowered the Sun Shooting Bow, allowing the incandescent glow of its runes to fade into a warm, dormant radiance.

Her expression showed no satisfaction at the slaughter, only a firm resolve to continue toward their objective.

Lin Yuan returned to the beast and took his place near its horn. "We cannot waste time on stragglers. The longer we linger in the outer regions, the more time the Demon Emperor has to solidify his hold over the stolen Wonders. We need to move deeper into the Barrier Realm."

He glanced toward Bai Qingyue. "Keep your senses open. Your fortune may guide us toward something that can change the situation, but we should not assume that every valuable relic will be useful against our real enemy."

Bai Qingyue nodded. "I understand. I will watch for changes in the surrounding laws and follow whatever direction feels most promising."

The Golden Immortal Beast roared and accelerated into the depths of the Barrier Realm. Its Celestial Jade horn shone more brightly as the surrounding currents grew denser, guiding them between sprawling fields of shattered pagodas and rivers of floating, liquid starlight.

Each new region revealed another remnant of the ancient world, and the closer they traveled toward the central currents, the more complex the preserved Dao laws became.

Some of the ruins were so ancient that even Lin Yuan could not immediately determine their original purpose. He sensed traces of formations that had once controlled the flow of spatial energy, as well as fragments of Dao intent that seemed to have survived the destruction of their original owners.

Such discoveries would have attracted the attention of countless cultivators in a more peaceful era, but Lin Yuan only examined them briefly before moving on.

Their current objective was not to gather as many treasures as possible. They needed something capable of affecting the balance of power between the Nine Provinces and the Demon Emperor, and the difference between an ordinary inheritance and such a treasure could be enormous.

A relic that merely strengthened their cultivation would be useful, but it might still be insufficient against a being whose authority had already surpassed the limits of Void Refinement.

Bai Qingyue’s Yunqi realm fortune pulsed quietly as they traveled. It did not reveal a clear destination, nor did it send an unmistakable signal that a particular treasure lay ahead.

Instead, it influenced their decisions in subtle ways, encouraging the Golden Immortal Beast to choose one passage over another and drawing Bai Qingyue’s attention toward currents that appeared slightly different from their surroundings.

When a dangerous spatial dead zone blocked their path, she instinctively directed Lin Yuan toward a narrow opening between two enormous fragments. When a group of hostile demons appeared in the distance, her fortune guided them toward an alternate route that avoided unnecessary conflict.

These changes were small, but together they allowed the group to make steady progress through a region where careless movement could easily lead to disaster.

Ku Ming observed the process with growing admiration. He had heard many stories about extraordinary fortune, but witnessing its influence over a journey through the Barrier Realm was entirely different.

Bai Qingyue was not predicting every event, and she did not possess complete control over the laws around her. Rather, her fortune seemed to increase the likelihood of useful encounters while guiding her away from outcomes that would waste their remaining time.