Chapter 2066 - 1852: Dead or Alive? (Part 2)

Chapter 2066: Chapter 1852: Dead or Alive? (Part 2)

"Work hard, I hope you can surpass your ancestors and reach a new world."

At this point, the record is complete.

After reading it, Song Yun’s heart was shaken.

According to Master Yin Xi, this world doesn’t just consist of Earth, nor is sss the highest realm.

A single residual power of his can render him invincible on Earth.

Then how powerful are people from other places?

Also, what kind of place is the new world?

At this moment, Song Yun felt his mind was in a mess.

"Yaksha, if you seek revenge, the Shen Family is ready to accompany you at any time. Farewell!"

At this moment, a cold and sharp voice reached Song Yun’s ears.

He snapped back to reality; now was not the time for contemplation, the battle was not over yet.

He opened his eyes, and just like last time, his body’s injuries were completely healed, and he possessed an unprecedented power.

He stood up, looked at Shen Wenguang, who was leaving with the Shen Family, and shouted, "Shen Wenguang, I just took a nap, get back here!"

"Shen Wenguang, I just took a nap, get back here!"

The sudden outburst attracted everyone’s attention instantly.

What, Song Yun...

He... he stood up?!

Immediately, everyone was completely dumbfounded, their minds blank.

Everyone thought Song Yun was dead, yet now he was alive again.

Resurrection.

While this is often heard, who has truly witnessed it?

But now, everyone indeed saw resurrection.

"You brat, you... you’re not dead?!"

Yaksha showed a look of excitement, stepping forward to press Song Yun’s shoulder, sweeping away the mournfulness in his heart just now.

But looking at the spirited Song Yun, he was utterly puzzled.

The Throat Sealing Sword that was stuck in Song Yun’s chest had already been pulled out by him and was now in his hand.

Without hesitation, Yaksha pulled Song Yun’s clothes open.

Song Yun’s chest showed no sign of injury.

"How could this be? I clearly saw blood flowing just now."

Yaksha widened his eyes and looked closely. Song Yun’s clothes were still stained with bloodstains.

Moreover, the hole made by the Throat Sealing Sword was still there.

Could it be the injuries were healed in an instant?

"Old man, step off the arena first. I’m eager to beat Shen Wenguang."

Yin Xi’s residual power could only last for thirty minutes, and Song Yun didn’t have time to chat with the old man here.

Yaksha’s eyes moved slightly, without saying much, his figure leaped off the arena.

The other people also stepped off the arena one after another.

The entire audience’s gaze was concentrated on Song Yun.

Switching between confusion, shock, and clarity, everyone gazing at Song Yun standing there didn’t know what situation would occur next.

At this moment, Song Yun spoke: "Shen Wenguang, trying to escape while I’m asleep?"

"You’re... you’re not dead?!"

Shen Wenguang squinted his eyes briefly, filled with doubt.

His figure moved, instantly appearing on the arena, standing opposite Song Yun.

He looked at the hole in Song Yun’s clothes, too lazy to think why Song Yun could resurrect. At this moment, he had only one thought.

Personally kill Song Yun, shredding him to pieces.

Shen Wenguang said coldly, "Kid, pretending to be dead could have spared you once. I didn’t expect you to stand up yourself this time. I will personally kill you."

"So much talk, but don’t worry, soon you’ll shut up."

Song Yun’s lips curled into an amused smile, turning to look at Lin Xiao, saying, "Uncle, please announce the start again."

"...Alright."

Lin Xiao showed a bitter smile; he was really worried that once he announced the start, Song Yun would fall again.

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Start!"

As his voice fell, everyone tensed.

Song Yun wouldn’t stab himself again, would he?

Fortunately, this scene didn’t happen.

"Ha!"

Accompanied by Shen Wenguang’s roar, a violent True Energy Wave came from the arena, a momentum that made Hermits below ss-level tremble, breeding inexplicable fear in their hearts.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world changed color.

A formless cyclone gathered around Shen Wenguang’s body.

This was the True Qi leaking from his body, naturally forming.

From this, one can see how robust his True Qi is.

This is the middle stage of sss-level.

Not comparable to ss-level.

In the next instant, Shen Wenguang’s figure moved and attacked Song Yun.

A cyclone gathered around his body, seeming like a small whirlwind, sweeping towards Song Yun.

"Die for me!"

Shen Wenguang roared angrily and threw a punch.

The punch shadow formed by True Qi was as large as a human head, carrying an unmatched momentum, it blasted towards Song Yun’s chest.

This punch, throughout the Hermit Realm, perhaps only a few people could take.

Now, Song Yun faced this punch, what would he do?

Earlier, his suicide was fake, but this time...

He might really die under Shen Wenguang’s fist.

The punch shadow sped fiercely, reaching Song Yun’s front in an instant, within half a meter.

At this moment, Song Yun casually exhaled a breath.

Whew.

An invisible breath emitted from his mouth.

This breath collided with the punch shadow.

Boom.

With a loud crash, a violent gust blew outwards in all directions.

Song Yun stood in place, completely unmoved, his robe fluttering, radiating a majestic air.

Until the gust dissipated, the crowd gazed at the tranquil stage, only then did they come to their senses, Shen Wenguang’s furious punch shadow was blown away by Song Yun’s exhaled breath.

Song Yun’s one breath, blocked a punch from the middle stage of sss-level.

That is terrifying!

"I thought you were impressive, but you’re not even worth one of my breaths."

Song Yun curled his lips, displaying a calm smile, and stepped forward, approaching Shen Wenguang.

"How...how is it possible?!"

Shen Wenguang stared in disbelief, although that punch wasn’t his full strength, facing an ss-level opponent, it had no effect.

He also noticed that Song Yun, who was shaky earlier, had fully recovered his vigor and spirit after a nap.

Furthermore, although Song Yun did not release a powerful aura, he still felt a dangerous sensation that made him feel irresistibly threatened.

"This kid, must not be left alive!"

Shen Wenguang grew increasingly intimidated by Song Yun.

A black light flashed.

The Black Light Sword he had put away was taken out again.

He dared not be careless anymore, he intended to swiftly end the battle with this sword in hand.

"Using my sword against me, haha!"

Song Yun laughed disdainfully, still unhurriedly moving towards Shen Wenguang.

He was frighteningly composed, with an invisible aura, bringing immense pressure.

"Song Yun, don’t be arrogant, see how I take your life!"

Shen Wenguang roared violently, his body quaking severely.

His veins bulged, as if countless True Qi surged within, then all focused onto his hands.

"Sky Splitting Slash!"

Swish.

The Black Light Sword, wielded in one strike.

A sss-level mid-stage user using this sword is vastly different from an ss-level.

A sword Qi shaped like a blade, over ten meters wide, hacked down from above, covering most of the stage.

That black Sword Qi resembled a black cloud, hiding flashes of lightning and thunder.

Even people several tens of meters away felt its overwhelming power.

If Shen Wenguang’s punch shadow earlier had a power level of one, then the Black Light Sword Qi has a power level of one hundred.

Even Lin Xiao, Yaksha, Gu Hong, and Huang Jinseng would not dare to directly face this sword.

As the Sword Qi fell, Song Yun continued at his leisurely pace, as though unaware of the impending danger.

Is he mad?

The next moment.

Boom.

The Black Light Sword Qi harshly hit the stage, engulfing Song Yun’s figure.

One did not know how deep the Sword Qi had cut into the ground, for a time, fractured stones flew in all directions, dust soared into the sky, covering the half of the stage where Song Yun stood, obscuring the scene.

Song Yun, is he dead or alive?