Chapter 613 - 609: Flesh Palm Shakes the Roaming Dragon

Chapter 613: Chapter 609: Flesh Palm Shakes the Roaming Dragon

The timing of their attacks was astonishingly synchronized, and from the very outset, neither used any martial skills.

Their two bodies collided like meteorites from outer space.

A tremendous roar thundered, shaking Tianyu.

They collided and were instantly sent flying back, their speed incredible.

"I never thought you’d cultivated your physical body to this extent. Impressive," Lin Wu said. Though his words were praise, his expression was detached.

Lin Hao shrugged, looking completely relaxed, and replied with a smile, "Thanks for the praise. You’re not bad yourself, just a tiny little bit weaker than me."

Lin Hao was being incredibly narcissistic.

Despite his words, a flicker of shock flashed through Lin Hao’s mind.

His body had not only been tempered by the sun and moon he manifested with the Godslaying Celestial Slash Skill, but had also been forged by the Flowing Light Divine Flame and reconstructed several times over.

Yet Lin Wu’s physical body was practically its equal.

This naturally shocked Lin Hao.

"It seems you’ve had some great fortuitous encounter," Lin Hao said to Lin Wu, his smile fading.

A smile appeared on Lin Wu’s face. "I was just about to say the same thing to you."

At this moment, they didn’t seem to be in a duel at all, but rather like a pair of close brothers reminiscing.

"I was planning to hold back, fearing you wouldn’t be able to handle it. But now, it seems I don’t need to worry." As Lin Wu spoke again, his entire aura changed abruptly.

The moment he finished speaking, Lin Wu abruptly flicked his finger.

From that single, simple flick, a terrifyingly immense pressure bore down upon the world!

Even though the Outer-Heaven Battlefield was wreathed in runes, with that single flick from Lin Wu, even the Martial Artists outside felt a terrifying pressure capable of crushing all of creation.

Everyone who could enter this space was a top-tier expert, yet at this moment, the blood of more than half the Martial Artists ran cold. Their hair stood on end as a chill shot up their spines.

The might of Lin Wu suppressed the very heavens!

With a flick of Lin Wu’s finger, the buildings within the Outer-Heaven Battlefield, remnants from the duels of Imperial Sons, were all annihilated!

"Yes! Wu’Er, don’t hold back! Kill him as quickly as possible." Outside the battlefield, a murderous light raged in the White Tiger’s eyes.

"The outcome is decided. We will be sure to visit Demon Lord Mountain." Beside the White Tiger, a Holy Lord from a Holy Land and a Hierarch of an Esoteric Sect spoke up.

From a floating chariot in the distance, a voice drifted out. "These two are extraordinary. They are qualified to be my divine servants."

The youth of the Divine Race, who had yet to reveal himself, spoke again, his tone as conceited as ever.

Elsewhere, the maiden of the Demon Race, also hidden from view, was pondering a difficult question. ’They’re both so outstanding. Who should I choose?’

In the Outer-Heaven Battlefield, just as Lin Wu flicked his finger, Lin Hao threw a punch.

It was a simple punch, yet it left countless onlookers aghast.

The punch lacked the terrifying pressure of Lin Wu’s attack, yet it instilled in all who saw it an urge to submit.

In that moment, in the eyes of many, Lin Hao was like a young Emperor Venerable!

"A single punch that embodies the ultimate principles of the fist... After a punch like that, who would dare throw another in his presence?" a peerless expert murmured in absolute shock.

Even the eyelids of the Realm Lord, who had nearly faded into nothingness within the void, twitched. He muttered to himself, ’Why do I feel like I’m watching Emperor Hongtian himself? If the Great Emperor were at the Soul Gathering Realm Peak, I fear his punch would be no better than Lin Hao’s.’

The Divinity Realm was established by several Great Emperors. As the personification of the Divinity Realm’s will, the Realm Lord couldn’t recall all the deeds of the Great Emperors. However, the appearance of a familiar Great Emperor’s aura would awaken his fragmented memories of them.

Now, Lin Hao’s simple punch had directly reminded the Realm Lord of Emperor Hongtian.

This was the same punch Lin Hao had witnessed on the God-Proving Platform during his first visit to the Heaven-Stepping Sect. As he executed it now, though it lacked the spectacle of the sun and moon crossing the sky, he had perfectly captured its essence.

"An Emperor’s inherited art. Interesting." The youth from the Divine Race stepped out, standing proudly in the void.

His figure was imposing, shrouded by an Endless Divine Ring that obscured his face. Only his gaze could be seen, like a fire that could incinerate the heavens!

On the other side, the maiden of the Demon Race also stepped out of her Phoenix Perch Wood sedan. She was clothed in swirling mist, her two fair, jade-like arms exposed. Her fingers traced patterns in the air as one hand condensed the mist into a needle and the other shaped it into a thread, which she then proceeded to loop through the needle’s eye!

Her face was likewise veiled in mist, leaving only her beautiful eyes and cherry-red lips visible.

Her eyes were like deep blue sapphires, and her lips were a luscious, tempting red. These two features alone possessed an otherworldly charm capable of making anyone fall to their knees.

If the maiden were to reveal her full appearance, she would surely be a peerless beauty.

Alas, no one paid her any mind. All eyes were drawn to the two figures on the Outer-Heaven Battlefield.

On the Outer-Heaven Battlefield, the two clashed once more.

An even more terrifying sound erupted, as if the world were being created anew. At the same time, a divine light burst forth, shooting straight into Tianyu.

The Outer-Heaven Battlefield was engulfed by successive waves of light. The sheer force of their battle made the entire battlefield tremble.

The runes of the battlefield flickered, and ripples spread out, suppressing the aftershocks of their battle.

’This is only the beginning, yet their battle already rivals a duel between Imperial Sons,’ the Realm Lord murmured.

At the same time, the Realm Lord’s body connected with heaven and earth, drawing in energy.

He knew the battlefield’s Rune Power would never last until the end of their fight, so he had to prepare in advance.

And on the Outer-Heaven Battlefield, after exchanging another blow, the two were locked in combat.

Lin Wu moved like a coiling dragon, exuding the magnificent and heroic spirit of a sovereign ruling the world.

But Lin Hao was his equal in every way, meeting the coiling dragon with his bare palms, making the battlefield ring with CLANGS.

Lin Wu’s palms began to glow, and Hongmeng Purple Qi suddenly enveloped the entire Outer-Heaven Battlefield.

These Martial Artists knew that Lin Wu would never use his Bloodline Power so early. This was merely a taste of his full strength, yet the pressure radiating from the battlefield was already suffocating them.

The Outer-Heaven Battlefield was immense, yet with a single attack, Lin Wu had filled it with such terrifying Hongmeng Purple Qi. It horrified everyone present.

But Lin Hao was unafraid. The Hongmeng Purple Qi posed no threat to him whatsoever. He met Lin Wu’s attack head-on with his bare fists, not losing an inch of ground.

As they dueled, the battlefield rang with a sound like ten thousand swords crying out in unison. The space around them warped, forming one miniature black hole after another.

This was the power of a Martial Dao Domain!

They weren’t even consciously activating it; the power of their Martial Dao Domains was simply flowing out with their attacks. Their level of comprehension put many of the experts present to shame.

Many were horrified. They imagined themselves in the same situation and realized that at their current cultivation level, few could withstand a single blow from either man.

And this was only the beginning!

’These two are more like Imperial Sons than the real ones. They have the strength of a Young Sovereign,’ the Realm Lord noted with an internal nod, his preparations complete as he gazed at the battlefield.

Just then, a divine light flashed in Lin Wu’s eyes, and he took a step forward.

A terrifying rune appeared beneath his foot, vanishing in a flash.

Then, his foot landed on the floor of the Outer-Heaven Battlefield.

DONG!

A sound rang out, shaking the Outer-Heaven Battlefield. It was like the toll of a Demon Hammer.

Despite the runes rippling to absorb the impact, the sound still struck the many experts present like a bolt of lightning.

"How terrifying! How can Lin Hao possibly block that?!" an expert exclaimed in horror, clutching his chest as he stared at the Outer-Heaven Battlefield.