Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1679: Chapter 1675: That’s It? (Second Update)

Wen Linglong was momentarily stunned. At this moment, a fist suddenly blasted out, smashing right onto Wen Linglong’s head.

Bang!

This punch was extremely powerful, and since Wen Linglong had no time to react, he was hit solidly.

Wen Linglong was instantly sent flying backward.

Immediately after, the tentacles began to writhe in agony, and eventually, with a boom, they exploded.

Xue An slowly walked out from the center, not even a trace of blood on his body. He cast a cold glance at Wen Linglong, who had been sent flying, then smiled slightly and blew on his fist softly.

"Is that all?"

Seeing this scene, the people who were just worried all breathed a sigh of relief.

Qie Weiyang, however, couldn’t help but feel her heart in her throat, her eyes full of shock.

How could this be possible?

He hadn’t even used much of his cultivation level, yet with just the strength of his body, he fought to a standstill with Wen Linglong who came from the Abyss?

What level of power does he possess?

Is he not a half-step Immortal King as he appears to be?

Or is he a body cultivator, extremely rare even in the Multiverse?

These thoughts tangled in Qie Weiyang’s mind, leaving her completely confused.

At this moment, Wen Linglong’s half-head was almost smashed by that punch. Though his body was tough and prevented his brains from splattering, he was still in a bad state.

For instance, blood mixed with brain matter was oozing from his mouth and nose.

He was clearly dealt a severe concussion by this punch.

Such an injury would take a huge amount of effort to recover from, even for him.

Therefore, at this moment, he could only look at Xue An across from him in a dizzy and disoriented manner, a serious expression on his face.

He had never suffered such a loss before.

The key point was that from beginning to end, he had been pressed by this white-clothed youth.

This feeling was suffocating.

Wen Linglong took a deep breath and said coldly, "I have to admit, your strength is indeed beyond my imagination! But do you really think you can defeat me with mere physical power?"

Xue An casually dug his ear, "Oh? And what do you think?"

"Haha, I understand, you must be one of those body cultivators among the Human Clan! Although your physical strength is strong, you will still lose! Because what I say is the law!"

Wen Linglong uttered the last eight words in a very ancient language.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The color of the world changed.

Countless auras converged onto Wen Linglong, making him look like the ruler of everything.

Qie Weiyang’s eyes showed a serious expression, muttering softly, "Words become laws, this is the real reason the Wen family of the Abyss stands unshaken!"

Exactly!

At this moment, what Wen Linglong displayed was the innate talent that only awakens in the legitimate branch bloodline of the Wen family, the Words Become Laws.

This talent, as the name suggests, means that anything he says would come true.

It is a powerful and nearly unsolvable innate skill.

That’s also why Wen Linglong could achieve the position of Immortal King at such a young age.

Meanwhile.

Wen Linglong, with a face as majestic as the Ancient Gods, raised a hand and pointed at Xue An, "Your body shall be destroyed, and your soul shall perish!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the laws of heaven and earth instantly took effect and began to crazily obliterate Xue An.

Wen Linglong secretly let out a sigh of relief!

Alright!

Everything is finally over!

Although utilizing this talent also placed a considerable burden on him, at least he managed to vanquish the opponent.

But to his utter surprise, just as the laws of heaven and earth attempting to reject or obliterate Xue An descended upon him.

Xue An smiled slightly, "This kind of talent, and you dare call it ’Words Become Laws’?"

Hmm?

How could that be possible?

Wen Linglong’s eyes instantly widened.

How could anyone still speak so casually after being struck by his innate talent?

At that moment, Xue An suddenly took a step forward, speaking coldly, "Where I stand is where the heavens and earth exist, how can you obliterate me?"

After saying that, Xue An’s form directly broke through the celestial restraints binding him, appearing instantly in front of Wen Linglong, then raising his hand for another punch.

Bang!

Wen Linglong stumbled backward, another large lump appearing on his head.

He was so angry he almost spat blood.

What is happening today?

His head seemed to have become a wooden fish, continuously hammered by this Human Clan youth.

"I damn..." Wen Linglong still wanted to say something harsh.

But Xue An evidently had no intention of giving him that chance, only to see his figure flash, raising his hand for one more punch.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The following time was Xue An’s solo performance; Wen Linglong was sent flying everywhere by Xue An’s punches, often not even having the chance to stand before he was sent flying again.

Everyone stood dumbfounded at this dazzling scene.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Is this a dream?

These three questions floated in many people’s minds.

Because this scene was simply too incredible.

The previously dominating Wen Linglong, who reigned supreme for thirteen days, was now being tossed around by a half-step Immortal King Human Clan youth.

Had they not seen it with their own eyes, it would have felt like a dream!

Qie Weiyang’s mouth was wide open in astonishment.

Just then, Wen Linglong suddenly cried out in a sobbing voice.

"No... don’t hit my face anymore!"

Then people witnessed an even more incredible scene.

Wen Linglong, whose head had swollen several times over from beatings, lay on the ground, weakly pleading.

"Please, stop hitting my head!"

Xue An stood over him, looking down imperiously, and said flatly, "Oh? What did you say? I couldn’t hear you!"

With that, Xue An lifted his foot and stomped heavily on his head.

Bang!

The stomp made Wen Linglong’s whole body shudder, his limbs twitching, and he began to cry out aloud.

"My head hurts so much, please stop hitting my head!"

The entire scene was silent.

Xue An, however, just smiled slightly, then crouched down to look at the tear-stained Wen Linglong.

"What? I just finished warming up and you’re already at your limit?"

Seeing the smile on Xue An’s face, Wen Linglong felt as if he had seen the devil, his entire body trembling.

He had never met anyone like Xue An before.

Calm yet terrifyingly powerful.

From start till now, he had lost count of how many times his head had been hit by Xue An, yet he had no power to retaliate.

This despair quickly overcame Wen Linglong, utterly breaking him down.

"I’ll do anything, just don’t hit my head anymore! I’m begging you! I don’t want to fight anymore!" Wen Linglong’s current behavior was downright dismal, a stark contrast to his formerly arrogant self.

Xue An’s face betrayed no emotion. He shrugged, reached out, and grabbed Wen Linglong’s hair, lifting him up forcibly.

Xue An leaned in, his eyes like ice, and said, "You can admit defeat, but you must tell me, where is the Lord of Lost Melody, Tian Zena... now?"