bookbashuk Chapter 362 Shattering Maha with Two Palms, He Flees North in Panic!
Chapter 362 Shattering Maha with Two Palms, He Flees North in Panic!
Chapter 362 Shattering Maha with Two Palms, He Flees North in Panic!
hum!
An invisible palm print, formed purely from destructive lightning, descended with an overbearing will to tear everything apart and suppress all things, like a divine punishment!
Before the palm print even arrived, the terrifying pressure had already caused the defensive array of the entire reception palace to groan under its strain, its light flickering erratically, and fine cracks instantly spreading across the beams, pillars, and floor tiles inside the palace.
"You dare?!"
Mohe Yun was shocked and furious. He never expected that this person would dare to make a move directly. He shouted and his spiritual power, which was at the peak of the early stage of the Saint Rank, surged wildly. His hands quickly formed hand seals, and a giant purple-gold shield with an ancient and immortal aura instantly condensed in front of him.
The elders behind him were terrified, each activating their protective artifacts to the fullest extent, either unleashing defensive powers or attempting to flee.
However, all resistance seemed so pale and powerless under Lu Yu's angry slap.
The thunderous palm print appeared invisible, yet it seemed to contain the wrath of the entire world.
Bang!
The giant purple-gold shield held out for only a moment before exploding with a crisp cracking sound, turning into countless points of light!
"puff!"
As if struck by a mountain, Maha Yun spat out blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing through the thick walls of the hall before flying out of the hall amidst the dust and debris.
The elders behind him fared even worse, like withered leaves swept by a gale. Before they could even let out a proper scream, they were swept away by the overwhelming palm force. One by one, they spat out blood and followed closely behind Mo Heyun, crashing through walls, doors and windows from all directions, and were thrown out in a sorry state.
Bang bang bang!
A series of muffled thuds as heavy objects hit the ground, mixed with groans and coughs, echoed across the white jade square outside the palace.
The dust settled slowly.
Maha Yun's face was deathly pale, his breathing was disordered, his purple-gold robe was tattered and covered with dust and bloodstains, and he barely managed to support himself with his hands to avoid collapsing even more miserably.
The elders he brought were lying haphazardly on the ground, all wounded, weak, and their eyes filled with indescribable horror and fear.
Just one door!
A door in the air!
Without even using any peerless sacred artifacts, he merely fused his own spiritual power with that strange lightning power, and sent them, including a Grand Elder at the peak of the early Saint Rank, flying out of the main hall like garbage!
What terrifying power this is!
Around the square, a number of guards from the Lingbao Pavilion and cultivators who had rushed over upon hearing the news had already gathered. They were all dumbfounded and speechless as they looked at the disheveled members of the Maha Ancient Clan on the square.
Inside the palace, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
Lu Yu slowly withdrew his right hand, the lightning and patterns on his palm quietly disappearing. It was as if he had only done something insignificant, dusting off non-existent dust.
"It's quiet now." He looked at Qing Xuanjun beside him, his face returning to its gentle and peaceful expression, as if the furious and domineering powerhouse from just now was not him.
Qing Xuanjun was also taken aback by Lu Yu's simple, crude, yet highly effective method, and then chuckled and shook his head: "The Holy Son's temper—is even more fiery than before."
"For someone who can't understand human language and yet thinks too highly of themselves..."
Lu Yu said calmly, "Reasoning takes too much time; it's easier to be direct."
The square was in complete disarray.
Mohe Yun forced himself to stand up, his blood and qi churning within him, his internal organs wracked with pain, and even the circulation of his sacred spiritual energy became somewhat sluggish. He stared intently at the white-robed figure in the hall, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation that seemed to burst forth in a tangible form.
As the Grand Elder of the Maha Ancient Clan, a man of high status, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation? He was actually swatted out of the main hall like a shovel of trash!
"Good—very good!"
Mohe Yun's voice was hoarse, filled with deep-seated hatred, as he said, word by word, "The Ancient Futu Clan—truly a place where dragons and tigers lie hidden! Not only is the head of the Qing lineage here, but there is also someone like you—at such a young age, you have already ascended to the Saint-rank Heavenly Supreme, cultivating both spiritual power and physical body. With such foundation and such strength—no wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes as sinister as a venomous snake: "I will remember this grudge! The humiliation of today will be avenged by my Maha Ancient Clan in the future!"
Before he finished speaking, the space around him began to ripple, clearly indicating that he intended to escape with his seriously injured clansmen and seek revenge later.
However, it's "noisy".
Lu Yu frowned slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Since you keep saying you want to make enemies, then there's no need to wait until later."
He stepped out of the hall, his movements seemingly slow, yet he instantly traversed space and appeared about ten feet in front of Maha Yun.
Sunlight fell on his white robes, but it did not bring any warmth. Only the terrifying pressure that was as deep as an abyss and as dark as a prison, which made the world lose its color, descended with a roar, completely suppressing and freezing the space around Maha Yun!
"I'll smash your physical body first, then leave your spirit to go back and report."
Lu Yu's tone was calm, yet it contained an undeniable determination.
"So that your Maha Ancient Clan won't think that my Futu Ancient Clan is a pushover that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come and bully."
"you!"
Mohe Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, filled with shock and anger. He had not expected the other party to be so decisive and ruthless, showing no regard for the rules of Tianqian Palace or the prestige of the Mohe Ancient Clan!
It is important to understand that in the Great Thousand World, the Heavenly Sovereign is the pinnacle of power, recorded in the Great Thousand Palace and protected by the ancient covenant. Except in times of great calamity, life-or-death battles are strictly forbidden; this is the cornerstone of the Great Thousand World's stability and its collective defense against the extraterrestrial evil races!
"How dare you defy the rules of the Great Thousand Palace? A Heavenly Sovereign cannot perish through internal strife!"
Mohe Yun shouted sharply, while his sacred spiritual power erupted wildly, attempting to break through the spatial blockade and use a life-saving escape technique.
"rule?"
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Lu Yu's lips, his eyes as indifferent as ancient ice.
"I only destroyed your physical body, not your soul. How can that be considered violating the rules of the Great Thousand Palace?"
He took another half step forward, his body crackling with lightning and pagoda-like patterns. His terrifying pressure solidified, locking onto Maha Yun: "The Great Thousand Alliance forbids Heavenly Sovereigns from fighting to the death, in order to protect the top combat power of our Great Thousand World and defend against external aggression. This is the greater good."
"However, what happened today was caused by your Maha Ancient Clan going too far. You forced a marriage alliance, treated my Futu Ancient Clan as nothing, and even attempted to use your power to oppress us and harm our vital interests. Is this the rule you speak of that you want to abide by?"
His voice suddenly turned stern: "If I let you leave unscathed today, wouldn't the world think that anyone can trample on the head of my Futu Ancient Clan?"
"Now, on behalf of the Great Thousand Palace and the 'rules' of this Great Thousand World, I will tell you something—"
Lu Yu raised his right hand again, the power of thunder in his palm surging and roaring: "Rules are for those who know the rules. For someone like you who is arrogant and rude, the best rule is to teach you what propriety is with your fists!"
Before he finished speaking, his palm had already pressed down!
Within his palm, the phantom of the Holy Pagoda vanished in an instant, transforming into pure power that merged into himself. Vast spiritual power and domineering Thunder Prison power were compressed to their extreme, condensing into a deep purple palm print, like a demonic hand reaching out from the Nine Netherworlds, descending towards Mohe Yun.
With a single palm strike, the world changed color!
"A saint-grade physical body, saint-grade spiritual power—truly troublesome!"
Mohe Yun's face was ashen, and he hissed in a low voice. Faced with Lu Yu's palm strike, which was imbued with all his strength and combined the power of two major systems, even a powerful expert at the peak of the early stage of the Saint Rank felt a fatal threat and dared not be negligent in the slightest.
He took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy circulated wildly in a strange trajectory.
The next instant, black and white light burst forth from his body, forming a solid sphere of light about several tens of feet in size around Maha Yun's body.
On the surface of the sphere of light, black and white colors flowed slowly like two fish swimming head to tail, radiating a strange fluctuation that was indestructible and isolated from all laws.
"Maha-Spirit Shell!"
A deep, powerful shout rang out, and the black and white orb of light floated silently, completely enveloping Maha Yun's body. Ancient runes faintly appeared on the orb as black and white light swirled, granting it an astonishing level of defensive power.
This "Maha Spirit Shell" is one of the Maha Ancient Clan's top-tier defensive divine abilities, held in the deepest recesses of their coffers! In terms of power, it is only inferior to the thirty-six peerless divine abilities of the Great Thousand World!
At this moment, the deep purple Thunder Prison Palm Print, carrying the aura of annihilation, arrived with a thunderous roar!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a grating sound that made your teeth ache, as if two extremely solid substances were grinding and eroding each other.
hiss hiss hiss —
On the surface of the sphere of light, black and white rays of light spun wildly at an unprecedented speed, attempting to break apart and dissipate the terrifying palm force that was capable of destroying mountains and shattering space.
However, the power of Lu Yu's palm strike was too concentrated and too domineering!
That was an ultimate strike that combined a saint-grade physical body, saint-grade spiritual power, and saint-grade formation!
The stalemate lasted for less than a breath.
click!
A subtle yet clear cracking sound emanated from the Maha Spirit Shell, which was said to be "unbreakable by all laws."
Maha Yun's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints. On the black and white sphere of light, at the center point where the palm print had struck, a hair-thin crack quietly appeared.
Immediately afterwards, cracks spread wildly like a spider web, instantly covering the entire sphere of light!
"No—impossible!"
Maha Yun's eyes were filled with disbelief and horror. He had absolute confidence in the defensive power of the "Maha Spirit Shell," which even a mid-stage Saint-level expert would find difficult to break through in one blow!
But this white-robed youth in front of me, whose aura is clearly still within the early stage of the Saint Rank, why is the power of his palm strike so terrifying?
Bang!
The black and white orb eventually couldn't hold on any longer and exploded, turning into countless black and white light spots that scattered across the sky.
The deep purple palm print, though slightly dimmer in color, still carried a destructive intent, landed squarely on Maha Yun's hastily crossed arms, which he had been using to protect his chest.
"Ugh—"
A chilling sound of bones cracking and a muffled groan rang out simultaneously.
Maha Yun's arms bent at an eerie angle, and the sleeves of his purple-gold robe were instantly shredded into dust by the violent lightning, revealing the arm bones beneath, which were torn open, charred, and even showing signs of cracking.
He was like a boulder thrown out, shooting backward at an even faster speed than he had come, crashing through several floating peaks surrounding the Lingbao Pavilion, and finally slamming into the body of a distant mountain, embedding himself deep in the rock wall, sending dust billowing into the sky.
The square was deathly silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the human-shaped crater on the distant mountain wall, and the black and white specks of light and the destructive thunder in the air that had not yet completely dissipated.
The Great Elder of the Maha Ancient Clan, a powerful expert at the peak of the early stage of the Saint Rank, was still severely injured by a single palm strike despite using the clan's top defensive divine power to withstand the attack!
Lu Yu slowly withdrew his palm, stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering, his aura steady, as if the earth-shattering blow just now had not come from his hand.
He calmly gazed at the billowing smoke and said indifferently, "The Maha Spirit Shell? Nothing special."
"If this is all the ability your Maha Ancient Clan has, you probably won't be able to keep this physical body today."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent surge of energy suddenly erupted from the depths of the mountain crevice!
"Cough cough—Holy Son of the Buddha! This humiliation will be etched in my memory!"
"But you want to keep my physical body? Dream on!"
Boom!
The entire mountain peak shook violently and shattered, with rocks flying through the air, and a disheveled figure soared into the sky.
It was Maha Yun. His arms were limp and broken, his robes were torn and charred, and his breath was weak and disordered. Only his eyes burned with a mad hatred.
He glared at Lu Yu, then bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of purple-gold essence blood containing immense spiritual power, with black and white runes flowing within it.
"Blood sacrifice for Yin and Yang, shattering the vast universe!"
Maha Yun roared, his hands crippled, yet he forced the hand seals with his spiritual power. The ball of purple-gold essence blood suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a strange blood membrane as thin as a cicada's wing, yet distorting the surrounding light, instantly enveloping his body.
Above the blood membrane, the Yin and Yang energies flowed wildly, and the spatial power fluctuated violently. Its speed and trajectory were far beyond ordinary spatial teleportation!
"Trying to leave?"
Lu Yu's eyes turned cold. Although he hadn't expected his opponent to have such a decisive life-saving blood escape technique, his reaction was as fast as lightning.
He took a step forward, lightning crackling beneath his feet, the space rippling like water, and his figure vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the blood membrane trajectory that was about to merge into the void!
"Stay here!"
Lu Yu pointed his fingers like a sword, and the lightning at his fingertips condensed to the extreme, turning into a point of deep purple starlight, which he fiercely stabbed towards the center of the blood membrane!
laugh!
The lightning-infused finger struck the blood membrane, producing a sharp, metallic clang. The blood membrane was incredibly resilient; the yin and yang energies circulated, constantly eroding the power of the finger. Although it was deeply indented and violently fluctuated after being pierced, it did not immediately rupture.
"snort!"
A muffled groan of pain came from within the blood membrane; clearly, maintaining this technique had come at a great cost to him.
But his speed did not decrease but increased. At an incredible angle and speed, he suddenly accelerated and with a soft "pop," he completely merged into the void and disappeared!
"Decisive, and ruthless enough."
Lu Yu muttered to himself, his tone unreadable. A stealth technique that sacrifices one's life essence and might even damage one's foundation is indeed difficult to intercept in a short time.
He did not act immediately, but stood there with his hands behind his back, gazing at the gradually dissipating Yin-Yang escape trace, a slight smile curving his lips.
"But do you really think you can escape like that?"
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