bayedsolid Chapter 353 3% to 3%
Chapter 353 3% to 3%
Jin Wuhuan stood alone outside Biyou Palace, yet he seemed like a mountain pressing down on everyone in the palace, making it hard for them to breathe.
This is a kind of mental pressure, and even more so, a crushing force of momentum.
At this moment, Ji Huanxue, who had exchanged three or four blows with Jin Wuhuan, suddenly felt that her internal organs, which had just healed, were beginning to develop new cracks again, and she felt extremely distressed.
Although she was at the peak of the True Person Realm and had come very close to the limit of the ninth level of the Immortal Realm in the lower realm, she had not reached it yet. Even this slight difference was a fatal flaw in the eyes of top experts.
Just as Ji Huanxue was about to ask a question, Jin Wuhuan suddenly spoke up:
"You are no match for me, and your strength is insufficient to kill all the lower realm immortals."
"Call him out."
Jin Wuhuan spoke in a very calm tone, looking at Ji Huanxue as if she were a dead person, but his words were colder than the temperature of a dead person.
Upon hearing this, Ji Huanxue sneered. Without thinking, she clasped her hands together in front of her. The next moment, a huge phantom suddenly appeared behind Jin Wuhuan and opened its thick arms to clasp its hands together towards him!
Boom! !
With a muffled thud, the giant figure's arms could no longer advance just as they were about to touch Jin Wuhuan, as if there were some invisible barriers on either side of Jin Wuhuan's body.
Upon seeing this, Ji Huanxue's pupils shrank, and she felt an indescribable sense of frustration.
She was restricted by the limitations of this world, and could not exert even one percent of her strength. Now, she was suffering setbacks one after another, and a sense of defeat had arisen in her heart.
Even her usually invincible Heaven and Earth Transformation Divine Power suffered repeated setbacks, making her question the meaning of life.
Jin Wuhuan stood still, seemingly completely unconcerned about the figure's arm beside him, instead looking up at the array above Biyou Palace that had already developed cracks.
Immediately afterwards, Jin Wuhuan took out a small blue chess piece from his pocket and slowly walked forward.
"Stop him!!"
Ji Huanxue clutched her chest and screamed.
The remaining Biyou Palace worshippers, though outwardly unwilling, were helpless as their souls were controlled by Ji Huanxue. At this moment, they could only leap up and pounce on Jin Wuhuan.
Jin Wuhuan looked at the dozens of figures rushing towards him, but his face didn't even show any expression. He just waved his hand slightly, and the dozen or so figures exploded in mid-air, turning into a blood mist that filled the air.
Upon seeing this, Ji Huanxue felt even more terrified.
What she feared was not Jin Wuhuan, but that his actions would disturb Ding Yi, who was in seclusion.
In her eyes, even if all these gods died, they wouldn't be as important as a single hair on Ding Yi's head.
Thinking of this, Ji Huanxue's eyes suddenly returned to calm. She placed her hands in front of her chest and formed dozens of hand seals. Then, a flash of light suddenly emerged from her body, as if about to burst out.
But just then, a calm voice suddenly rang out from behind her:
"enough."
Upon hearing this, Ji Huanxue was stunned for a moment. Then, the light emanating from her body suddenly dissipated, and she collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.
Ding Yi ignored Ji Huanxue lying on the ground, instead staring coldly at Jin Wuhuan approaching from a distance, and asked:
"You're a martial artist? From the Central Plains?"
Jin Wuhuan also stopped in his tracks. He looked at Ding Yi, then at Ji Huanxue lying on the ground. His expression, which had been as cold as ice for thousands of years, finally showed a slight change.
"who are you?"
Jin Wuhuan's voice was somewhat hoarse, but this faint sound penetrated every corner within a ten-mile radius.
At this moment, Ding Yi was just like an ordinary person, but judging from Ji Huanxue's attitude towards him, it was clear that they were in a relationship of absolute obedience.
Even Kim Moo-hwan had never encountered such a strange situation.
Ding Yi shook his head slightly upon hearing Jin Wuhuan's words, and said:
“You don’t understand the situation. I can give you a chance to leave here, and I can pretend nothing happened.”
Jin Wuhuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but then he continued to walk forward, seemingly not taking Ding Yi's suggestion to heart.
Upon seeing this, Ding Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Given his current level of cultivation, he could certainly see how terrifying this suddenly appearing martial artist was.
The seamless flow of energy, the sight of something that had broken through its limits yet descended without any chains—all of this made the blood in Ding Yi's body tremble.
Of course, this is not a trembling of fear, but a trembling of excitement!
Ding Yi hadn't been this excited in days since he broke through the limit!
He craved battle! He longed to beat this person who dared to challenge him to death!
Thinking of this, Ding Yi no longer concealed his aura. His heart, which had been almost stopped beating, suddenly trembled violently, and a terrifying sound resounded throughout the world like a great bell.
A series of dull sounds emanated from Ding Yi's body, like the beating of drums, indicating that his heart had resumed its normal beating!
At the same time, an inverted vortex began to appear beneath Ding Yi's feet.
Countless grains of sand and gravel began to converge toward Ding Yi's body, vaguely forming a band of air around him.
"It's you..."
Jin Wuhuan saw Ding Yi at this moment, but his expression remained unchanged. He simply said something indifferently.
Ding Yi didn't say anything, and instantly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Jin Wuhuan.
The two men stared at each other for a moment, separated by several meters, and then attacked simultaneously.
They all threw a single punch, and then simply clashed together without any fancy moves!
Snapped!
A dull thud erupted from their fists, but strangely, the blows seemed to be just like ordinary people fighting, without causing a large-scale shockwave or energy explosion.
However, the sudden appearance of black cracks around them caused Ji Huanxue's expression to freeze instantly.
"This, this is impossible!"
"Space Crack!!"
Ji Huanxue gasped softly, her eyes filled with fear.
The collision of their physical strength was enough to shatter the void!
Jin Wuhuan looked at Ding Yi in front of him and suddenly spoke:
"After my ascension, how come the Great Liang still has warriors like you? Why has the Great Liang fallen to such a state?"
Ding Yi frowned slightly upon hearing this and said:
"Are you an ascended being? Or a warrior? How did you come down?"
Jin Wuhuan didn't reply, but threw another punch. Ding Yi naturally met the punch with a single punch. The two stood there, fighting until the black cracks around them grew larger and larger, even reaching half an arm's length.
"You should have heard of my name. My name is Kim Moo-hwan."
Jin Wuhuan then spoke slowly.
"Jin Wuhuan? It's you."
Ding Yi retracted his fist, a cold smile appearing on his face.
The legendary war god of Liang, hailed as the strongest immortal, has apparently gone to heaven?
Seeing Ding Yi's appearance, Jin Wuhuan suddenly said:
"You are no match for me. I only used 30% of my strength just now."
Ding Yi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then suddenly burst into deafening laughter:
"That's hilarious! I also used 30%, 30%!!"