Too violent, too brutal, too direct—just a single kick landed squarely on Chi Meng Hong’s face, with such terrifying force that the surrounding space exploded instantly!
Every living being watching felt their scalps tingle. That was an Imperial Clan member! And yet, he had just been kicked—hard, fast, and with overwhelming force, sending shivers down everyone’s spines.
**BOOM!**
The void around them split apart, dark fissures spreading through the air like cracks in the abyss, as if the battlefield had connected directly to hell.
There was no doubt—Chi Meng Hong had suffered a devastating blow. His face caved in, bones shattered, blood spraying wildly. The scene was utterly savage.
A proud scion of the Imperial Clan had suffered unimaginable damage!
An ordinary person would have been obliterated—their skull and body reduced to mist, their very existence erased. Even a member of the Noble Clans would have been pulverized, their bones shattered beyond recognition, dying in agony on the spot.
But Chi Meng Hong was no ordinary man. His cultivation was profound, his body tempered through countless trials within his clan, renowned as an indestructible physique among his peers.
Though grievously wounded, he did not die. He endured.
His face was a mangled ruin—his nose, jaw, and eye sockets collapsed inward, nearly punched through by that single kick.
This was a near-fatal strike!
Even someone as mighty as Chi Meng Hong let out a muffled groan, his body convulsing as he was sent flying, his soul flickering, teetering on the brink of annihilation.
Many of his skull bones had cracked, blood streaming from his brow—a wound so severe it could have severed his soul.
He was fortunate, however, because his soul—a fist-sized blood beast—was not inside his skull. Instead, it hovered in midair, manipulating the Time Domain.
When Shi Hao’s kick came, it had retreated swiftly, wrapping his body in fragments of time to escape.
Yet, the blood beast could not stop the blow, leaving his flesh to take the full brunt of the attack.
**BOOM!**
Chi Meng Hong’s body trembled violently as he was sent flying. The blood beast returned to his skull, and in an instant, his bones crackled as he roared in fury, mending his broken form.
No one had ever wounded him like this—nearly shattering him outright!
Even though he had narrowly avoided death, his injuries were severe. His face was ruined—an unimaginable humiliation, a disgrace beyond measure.
**THUD!**
The heavens and earth shook as divine power pierced the skies!
Because this was far from over. The battle had only just begun.
Shi Hao pressed forward, his aura overwhelming the world, throwing punch after punch, each strike collapsing the void and shaking the firmament, all aimed at Chi Meng Hong’s battered body.
Now that he had broken free from the Time Domain with sheer brute force, he was no longer restrained. He had regained the initiative, refusing to relent, determined to crush Chi Meng Hong into oblivion.
Everyone watched in stunned silence. Shi Hao was too domineering, too ruthless—pummeling Chi Meng Hong relentlessly, as if he intended to beat him to death on the spot!
Now, all the spectators had regained their freedom. Earlier, they too had been trapped in the Time Domain, frozen in place, helpless.
The Time Domain was a terrifying force, an inviolable law of the Great Dao, nearly impossible to resist!
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao’s fist descended, crystalline and unstoppable. Even Chi Meng Hong, mighty as he was, felt unbearable pain—his expression twisting in shock!
**CRACK!**
Chi Meng Hong crossed his arms, blocking Shi Hao’s devastating punch, his body erupting with Dao runes to withstand the assault.
For a moment, his arms went numb, as if they might snap.
Because he was a step behind, forced into defense, unable to retaliate at full strength.
Just as he had once trapped Shi Hao in the Time Domain, now he was the one ensnared in this vicious cycle.
Shi Hao’s techniques were overwhelming, pressing Chi Meng Hong to the brink of collapse. His ancestral arts were suppressed, unable to fully manifest!
Everyone was astonished. How had Shi Hao done it? He had broken free from the Time Domain, reversed the situation, and now dominated his opponent. Truly, he was a peerless warrior.
Now unshackled, Shi Hao fought with boundless energy, his strikes relentless.
Once freed from that prison, all his divine techniques were unleashed—brilliant bursts of light, symbols of the Great Dao erupting as he assaulted his foe.
Yet, this also served as a warning. He reflected—he had nearly been undone.
Trapped in the Time Domain, all his power and divine abilities had been useless. He had been like a cripple.
In the past, Shi Hao had been at a disadvantage before, but never so utterly helpless.
He should have realized sooner!
**”Shi Hao, DIE!”**
Chi Meng Hong roared, unwilling to accept this humiliation. He was the one who crushed his enemies, not the other way around!
From within his body, a furnace emerged—coinciding with his heart, crimson and radiant. It expanded rapidly, aiming to suppress and annihilate Shi Hao.
This furnace was not physical but formed from blood energy, empowered by his heart’s essence, its might boundless, like a collapsing universe.
Though not enormous, its pressure was irresistible.
**The Chi King Furnace!**
His ancestor—Chi King—was known as the most ruthless of the Immortal Kings, having refined a true Immortal King into bloody sludge within this very furnace.
Later, the Chi King Furnace merged with secret arts, evolving into an invincible ancestral technique passed down through bloodlines.
And now, Chi Meng Hong was unleashing that same peerless slaughter-art!
**BOOM!**
He sought to blast Shi Hao away, to drag him into the crimson furnace and refine him into pulp, replicating his ancestor’s invincible might.
But Shi Hao’s current state was too ferocious, too unstoppable. He could not be suppressed, could not be contained.
Like an ancient war deity, he slaughtered gods and crushed Buddhas, his fist smashing into the Chi King Furnace with a deafening impact, sending it flying.
**CRACK!**
Shi Hao seized Chi Meng Hong’s shoulder, gripping his neck, while his other fist hammered down like a falling meteor.
Chi Meng Hong bellowed, his body erupting with Dao runes like a sky full of stars, resisting with all his might, trying to shake Shi Hao off.
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao overpowered him, slamming him from the sky into the mountain peak, burying him in the metallic earth!
The mountaintop shimmered with ancient runes, remnants of an Immortal Era formation that kept it intact. Otherwise, the shockwaves of their battle would have shattered it long ago.
**”Seal!”**
Chi Meng Hong hissed. The furnace, though flung aside, suddenly opened, spewing crimson mist as it sought to suck Shi Hao inside.
And most horrifying of all—a pair of arms reached out from within the furnace, stained with blood, clad in tattered armor, as if emerging from the depths of hell.
**THUD!**
Those arms moved with terrifying speed, grabbing Shi Hao, trying to drag him into the furnace to be refined.
**”The arms of an Immortal King?!”** Many shuddered, their spines freezing in terror.
Everyone knew—the Chi King Furnace had once refined an Immortal King, and that imprint had been passed down through bloodlines!
This was the manifestation of Chi Meng Hong’s ancestral technique!
Of course, at his level, he could not unleash the full might of an Immortal King. But for his realm, this was already an unstoppable killing art.
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao punched furiously, trying to sever those arms!
Yet, they were unnaturally tough, resisting destruction, tightening around him, dragging him toward the furnace.
**”You think a tiger won’t bite just because it hasn’t roared?”**
Shi Hao’s eyes flashed. With a thunderous roar, a lightning pool materialized in his palm, crashing down like a celestial river, striking those arms.
At the same time, the cry of a Kun Peng echoed—a divine bird with golden feathers and black markings, its wings unleashing a storm of blades like ten thousand heavenly swords!
The fusion of two supreme techniques shattered those arms, blasting the Chi King Furnace away.
Then, empowered by both arts, Shi Hao turned his fury on Chi Meng Hong.
**CRACK!**
With overwhelming dominance, Shi Hao drove Chi Meng Hong into the earth once more, his Kun Peng Fist breaking through all defenses, leaving his foe in dire straits.
**HUMMM!**
Fragments of time swirled, carrying an irresistible force—Chi Meng Hong had silently reactivated the Time Domain, seeking to turn the tables.
**”You think that trick will work twice?”**
Shi Hao sneered, his right fist glowing—no longer with Kun Peng power, but with the **Cycle Fist**, a technique also entwined with the laws of time.
Before, trapped in the Time Domain, he had been unable to use it. Now, free and unrestrained, he could wield all his arts.
Two time-based supreme techniques clashed.
**BOOM!**
Heaven and earth split asunder, time itself unraveling, a river of ages manifesting—the power of eras colliding!
**”Will an Imperial Clan member… fall today?”**
**”How is this possible? A peerless genius of the Imperial Clan, an undefeated legend… about to be slain by Shi Hao?”**
Many trembled. In the past, countless kings of the Foreign Realm had fallen. Now, after endless anticipation, an Imperial Clan member had emerged to face Shi Hao.
And yet… the outcome was uncertain.
They prayed—desperately—for Chi Meng Hong to prevail.
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