Chapter 49 Star Battle Divine Fist
"How is this possible…"
"This is impossible…"
Seeing the Yin-Yang Wheel trapping the Solar Mirror, Zhang Yang shook his head madly, murmuring in disbelief.
His Solar Mirror was forged from Solar Divine Gold and Solar Divine Flame, capable of unleashing a sun's light that could annihilate all things. How could it possibly be restrained by the mere divine ability of a Void Dao Realm cultivator?
"What is impossible about it?"
"Yin and yang are the supreme Dao, the mother of all things. No matter how strong your sunlight is, it still lies within the laws of yin and yang."
Gu Qing's words were no exaggeration. Though the Yin-Yang Wheel was still weak, it contained the origin laws of yin and yang, able to wash through all existence.
"Is that so?"
"So not only do I want to kill you, but you also want to kill me."
Zhang Yang understood. Gu Qing's challenge was not about deciding victory or defeat—it was a battle of life and death.
"Correct," Gu Qing said. "You will all die."
He took one step forward. The cosmic starry sky rumbled, gathering endless starlight. The phenomenon of the Zhou Tian Stars appeared.
In an instant the heavens and earth changed. The dead starry void transformed into a radiant miniature cosmos.
Myriad stars encircled Gu Qing, making him resemble the god of stars, a divine sovereign of the universe, wielding supreme might.
Gu Qing clasped his hands into a fist seal and unleashed the Star Battle Divine Fist. His qi and blood surged forth like a vast ocean.
The countless stars burst with dazzling light, Dao patterns flowing. Each star seemed to come alive, both stars and incarnations of Gu Qing, uniting their boundless might into one.
"Hiss…"
Zhang Yang's pupils shrank abruptly.
Even before the fist seal was fully formed, the overwhelming force of the punch had already pressed him down so hard he could not raise his head. The vast power descended, bending his spine.
This punch could not be resisted.
He stared fixedly at Gu Qing. His figure was like god and demon combined, blood energy surging to the heavens, stars swirling around him, divine might immeasurable.
Zhang Yang slowly shook his head, despair flooding his eyes.
"It is over…"
"My life is finished…"
Zhang Yang's followers also showed despair in their eyes.
Gu Qing's punch was far too terrifying.
They wanted to escape, yet they could not.
The force of his fist had already locked down this entire void, making even movement difficult.
"How could this be…"
"How could such a monster exist in this world…"
They had thought this would be an easy battle, with Zhang Yang overwhelming Gu Qing by sheer force.
They had already begun to imagine Zhang Yang severely wounding Gu Qing, winning Su Qingyue, and advancing triumphantly.
They too would share in the benefits, perhaps even borrow the Taiyin Divine Body of Su Qingyue to transform their own constitutions.
At the very least, they could claim Chu Yao, this peerless beauty.
Yet the situation had turned into Gu Qing crushing their side.
Even with all his treasures unleashed—enough to slay those of the King Realm—Zhang Yang was still no match for Gu Qing.
They were all favored children of heaven, yet they could not even muster the strength to retaliate.
Though the nine true dragons had impure bloodlines, they were still true dragons, possessing potential to reach the Venerable Realm. Their bodies rivaled priceless treasures, their blood energy unmatched.
A single true dragon, placed outside, could sweep through its peers.
Yet beneath Gu Qing's fist force, they were as weak as ants.
They could not even imagine what kind of monster Gu Qing truly was.
How could his blood energy and divine arts be so terrifying?
"Burn your essence blood, attack together…"
Zhang Yang roared, igniting his essence, energy, and spirit. He conjured seven divine clones, each holding a Heaven-grade treasure, the Seven-Star Sword.
This was likewise a replica of the divine artifact Seven-Star Divine Sword.
The seven swords formed the Seven-Star Sword Array, a formation powerful enough to contend with the King Realm.
Holding the Solar Saber, Zhang Yang frantically poured in his essence. His whole being became like a celestial blade, radiating earth-shaking saber intent.
His appearance aged rapidly, hair turning white, face becoming withered.
"Roar…"
The nine true dragons raised their heads and howled, burning their essence blood, each scale glowing with light.
Zhang Yang's followers also burned their blood, and before the eye could blink, they withered from vigorous youths into frail old men.
They no longer cared about damaging their foundations.
If they could not withstand this punch from Gu Qing, they would all die.
Multicolored treasures hurled toward Gu Qing.
Boom.
The Star Battle Divine Fist gathered the power of myriad stars, collapsing like the cosmos itself, shattering the treasures in an instant.
The nine true dragons exploded into a sky of blood mist.
Several followers were likewise pulverized by the overwhelming fist imprint.
Zhang Yang's protective golden armor erupted with unmatched radiance, godlike, yet still could not withstand the Star Battle Divine Fist.
The Solar Saber and golden armor were shattered.
Their divine bodies cracked; they coughed blood and were sent flying.
Gu Qing exhaled a long breath, his face slightly pale.
Using the Star Battle Divine Fist placed tremendous strain on him.
After all, to become one with myriad stars was equivalent to dividing oneself into thousands of divine arts equal to the original body.
Fortunately, he had been consuming the treasure elixir to evolve his physique; otherwise he could never have unleashed such a world-shaking, ghost-wailing divine art.
"How unfortunate," Gu Qing said upon seeing Zhang Yang vanish; he knew a Venerable Realm figure had intervened and taken Zhang Yang away.
Moreover, Zhang Yang's ability to block the Star Battle Divine Fist had been due to that Venerable Realm figure secretly manipulating the golden armor.
Otherwise, even ten Zhang Yangs would have been blasted to pieces.
"Ji Ning, leave the Solar Mirror."
Seeing the Solar Mirror unleash unmatched solar radiance and briefly scatter the Yin-Yang Wheel, Gu Qing urged anxiously.
Whether Zhang Yang lived or died was not especially important; this supreme artifact he had to obtain.
Boom.
A towering palm of heaven suddenly appeared and snatched up the Solar Mirror.
Gu Qing relaxed, then collected the blood mist into the Golden Gourd to smelt.
This was the essence of the Void Dao Realm—too valuable to waste.
"Senior Brother!"
Su Qingyue, like a celestial maiden, garments fluttering, flew into Gu Qing's embrace.
He wrapped one hand around her slender waist and ruffled her head; the silence spoke louder than words.
"A monster…"
Chu Yao watched Gu Qing with complexity in her beautiful eyes.
Previously, she had considered Gu Qing exceedingly powerful and sincere in his pursuit of Dao—gentle, magnanimous.
Today, that impression was thoroughly overturned.
He was a freak.
A ruthless, lawless madman.
Luo Li shot Gu Qing a long, deep look, then left the sky.
"Let's go!"
Gu Qing opened the system.
He had shut the system off earlier and had not heard any announcements, so he did not know what the reward would be this time.
It likely would not be a particularly precious item; after all, system rewards for killing enemies of equal realm were often poor.
They would not greatly help him now.
Thinking this, Gu Qing glanced and his eyes brightened.
[Congratulations to the host for blasting nine true dragons with one punch… Reward: King Artifact Tian Gang Nine Swords; Reward: divine art, Tian Gang Sword Technique.]
[Congratulations to the host for slaying…]
The rewards from three Xuan Dan Realm and one Void Dao Realm enemies could be ignored.
Gu Qing asked, "Can the rewards be combined?"
[Yes, provided the host instantly slays the enemies together.]
"Ahem—what do you all think of that punch?"
"Becoming myriad stars and gathering them within oneself is truly marvelous. I cannot find words worthy of such a stunning divine art," one elder said.
"Indeed, under this divine art one could roam the world invincible, breaking all worldly laws with no equal," another added.
"His Nine-Star Fist is merely the tip of the iceberg of this divine art."
"Ancestor, as is well known, divine arts like the Seven-Star Fist, Star God Fist, Star-Splinter Finger, and Star-Claiming Hand are all born from the Starry Cosmos Divine Body. What should we call the divine art born of his Starry Cosmos Divine Body, Ancestor?"
"Ancestor, if I recall correctly, you once said he has evolved into a forbidden constitution. Wouldn't his divine art thus be a forbidden-type divine art?"
"Ancestor, you have vast knowledge—could you explain to us the difference between forbidden divine arts and the divine arts we know?"
…
Excellent. Very good.
Heaven, strike these few rebellious fools down with heavenly thunder.
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