Rumbling…
A string of muffled thunder rolled across the horizon.
As if in response to Daoist Yin Long.
Vast thunderclouds pressed down, obscuring the sky.
Within the dense clouds, one could vaguely discern coiled lightning serpents constantly roaming.
The entire Nine Dragon Mountain hummed, as if hearing the divine decree of the mountain god.
A ripple of earth wave spread from the mountaintop, expanding rapidly.
The nine mountain ridges, previously disrupted by Ying Chen, seemed to come back to life, wriggling.
And more than that, the nine ridges acted like signal emitters, radiating the earth waves far and wide.
Even on the bay a hundred miles away from Nine Dragon Mountain, waves rose abruptly, affected by the earth wave.
Waves leaped high, crashing onto the sea with a tremendous roar.
The sea wind blew wildly, whipping everything on the surface of the sea.
The seawater, fishing boats, and even the reefs.
A deep, muffled hum came from the depths of the sea, whether it was triggered by an underwater volcano or an awakened behemoth of the deep.
In short, all of Xiangjiang was affected by the earth wave from Nine Dragon Mountain.
Everyone unconsciously looked towards Nine Dragon Mountain, wondering what was happening.
"Daoist Yin Long intends to extract the feng shui power of all of Xiangjiang!"
"He's gone mad. He's absolutely mad."
"Draining all of Xiangjiang's feng shui power just to kill one person. If he succeeds, this feng shui power will return to Xiangjiang, and at most, Xiangjiang will suffer for a year or two. But if he fails..."
"Then Xiangjiang will decline, its feng shui ruined, and all its fortune gone!"
A few feng shui masters exchanged glances, shock flashing in their eyes.
Li Fengcheng and others were aghast upon hearing the feng shui masters.
They instinctively wanted to stop it.
After all, they were born and raised here, relying on Xiangjiang for their livelihood.
If Xiangjiang's feng shui and fortune were destroyed, it would be equivalent to smashing their rice bowls.
But the words they wanted to shout died on their lips.
Setting aside whether they had the right to stop Daoist Yin Long, even if they did, would he stop?
The arrow was nocked and ready to fire.
If Daoist Yin Long didn't see his Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale through to the end, he would die!
Therefore, Daoist Yin Long would never stop!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a mass of cloud energy surged from the peak of the Nine Dragons.
This cloud energy shot upwards, quickly engulfing Daoist Yin Long within it.
At the same time, vast amounts of feng shui energy rushed in from all directions.
Like tidal waves, they converged into the cloud energy.
In the blink of an eye, the cloud energy had grown into a massive tornado!
The tornado rose higher and higher, connecting with the thunderclouds in the sky.
A bolt of purple lightning descended from the heavens, striking down the tornado and igniting a large amount of electric fire within it!
The original tornado instantly transformed into a fire tornado!
And a figure rose against the current, ascending slowly from the bottom of the tornado until it reached the top.
It was Daoist Yin Long!
Daoist Yin Long stood atop the tornado, his eyes open, surveying the multitude below.
He spread his arms, as if showing mercy to all beings.
Then, he abruptly lowered his arms!
Boom!
The heavens and earth shook, thunder flashed and died.
The entire world seemed to become unreal with Daoist Yin Long's action, sinking into illusion!
Everyone felt a terrifying pressure descend, pinning them down, leaving only endless fear and an urge to prostrate and worship!
Ying Chen also seemed affected, frozen in place.
He allowed the boundless power of the tornado to envelop him.
Roar~~
Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon's roar echoed throughout the sky!
Reaching everyone's ears!
People looked closely and their eyes widened.
Behind Daoist Yin Long, a colossal dragon's phantom had appeared!
As if Daoist Yin Long had truly summoned a dragon!
And Ying Chen had truly touched the dragon's inverse scale!
The dragon phantom merged with the rising tornado.
The tornado became the true body carrying the dragon phantom.
A true dragon, complete in form and spirit, was born before everyone's eyes!
The awe-inspiring dragon's might made everyone tremble with reverence!
As for Ying Chen, his expression was no longer visible.
He only appeared to be stunned, unable to attack, let alone adopt a defensive posture!
"Alas!" everyone sighed inwardly.
Ying Chen's ability to last this long and push Daoist Yin Long to this point was truly a miracle.
He died gloriously!
"True dragon..." Daoist Yin Long's voice was cold as he paused slightly.
Then he uttered the last two words.
"Open eyes!"
As he spoke, the giant tornado, transformed into a true dragon, sprouted eyes, one after another!
From top to bottom, densely packed.
There were over a thousand of them!
Even though the eyes had not fully opened, merely showing a sliver, the pressure generated was comparable to a heavenly tribulation!
Everyone present felt only one sensation: an ant facing the collapse of the sky and the earth, utterly powerless!
Every single person present was that ant!
However, to everyone's surprise, under the immense pressure, an ant let out a roar of unwilling sorrow.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound in confusion.
They discovered it was Ying Chen!
Ying Chen, whom everyone thought was stunned, had moved.
He adopted a stance and slowly uttered eight words.
"Horizontal fist to the sky, no mortal, no immortal!"
After speaking these eight words, Ying Chen took a step forward!
Simultaneously, his fist struck forward!
Everyone watched Ying Chen with pity and sorrow.
Horizontal fist to the sky?
No mortal, no immortal?
The slogan was impressive, the aura sufficient, as if to say, "The moment the fist is raised horizontally towards the sky, there will be no distinction between mortals and immortals; all will be struck down with a single punch!"
Unfortunately, this was not a battle of words, but a battle of strength!
A mere slogan, without power, was useless!
No one present believed Ying Chen could survive Daoist Yin Long's "Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale."
Only Xiao Bao watched Ying Chen with shining eyes, full of anticipation.
This seemed to be the "fist reaching beyond the heavens" scene he had always fantasized about!
Swish!
At this moment, the eyes of the giant dragon beneath Daoist Yin Long had fully opened!
Instantly, countless beams of light rained down upon Ying Chen, like raindrops.
The entire void was pierced, with cracks appearing one after another.
Powerful fluctuations spread rapidly through the air, causing surrounding trees and rocks to explode!
The onlookers watched in terror and despair.
Fortunately, He Chongxu intervened at this moment, conjuring a magic artifact that instantly formed a shield wall, protecting everyone behind it.
As everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they looked pityingly at Ying Chen.
Even from this distance, they were nearly affected by the residual waves of the Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale.
Ying Chen was at the absolute center of the attack!
Ying Chen faced not just residual waves, but the full power of the Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale!
It was conceivable that Ying Chen had already turned into a puddle of blood.
But to everyone's astonishment, a figure appeared amidst the blinding light.
This figure seemed to ignore everything happening, simply stepping forward and throwing punch after punch!
Each punch was higher than the last, and after dozens of punches, the person seemed to be climbing stairs, treading on air, and ascending into the sky!
This person was Ying Chen!
Ying Chen seemed to have achieved his eight words: "Horizontal fist to the sky, no mortal, no immortal."
With unwavering focus, he punched towards the heavens!
Even more unexpectedly, as Ying Chen's fist struck the giant dragon, it extinguished one eye after another!
Ten punches!
A hundred punches!
A thousand punches!
Ying Chen's punches continued without stopping, until he had thrown a full thousand punches!
And after the thousandth punch, Ying Chen had risen to the same level as Daoist Yin Long.
All the dragon eyes beneath Daoist Yin Long had been extinguished by Ying Chen's fists!
Not a single one survived!
"No!"
Daoist Yin Long let out an angry and shocked roar.
How could his Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale be destroyed by a mortal?
How could it be destroyed by crude, unskillful moves with no technical merit?
He was not convinced!
Nor was he reconciled!
Most importantly, he couldn't understand why Ying Chen was completely unharmed and unscathed by the onslaught of the Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale!
Even he himself wouldn't dare to bask in the Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale like this!
This was not scientific!
Ying Chen seemed to see through Daoist Yin Long's confusion and said lightly, "The ultimate technique of an ant who believes itself invincible is nothing more than a trick, inferior even to juggling, in the eyes of humans!"
"And you are that ant."
Hearing Ying Chen's analogy, Daoist Yin Long's mental state completely collapsed.
His hair stood on end, his eyes bulged with rage: "You're lying! You're talking nonsense!"
"You are the ant! I am the human!"
"No, I am not human, I am a god! A god who looks down upon the mortal world and governs all beings!"
"I want you dead, I want you dead!"
Saying this, Daoist Yin Long was about to attack Ying Chen again.
But Ying Chen gave him no chance, casually throwing another punch.
The one thousand and first punch!
Boom!
The void trembled, the air exploded.
This punch seemed to condense all the power of the previous thousand punches.
One punch, straight towards the clouds, beyond the heavens!