89: Chapter 89 Triple Combat Power, One Punch, One Kill!

Zhao Ruoan's punch was plain and unpretentious.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor any dazzling brilliance; it was as if a Mortal martial artist was swinging his fist.

The demonic Cultivator at the Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm charging at the very front had a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Overestimating yourself!"

He reached out with sharp claws, the claw wind tearing through the air and carrying a dense bloody stench, wanting to shred Zhao Ruoan's fist along with his entire arm.

However, at the very instant his claws were about to collide with Zhao Ruoan's fist...

His smile froze.

He saw a flash of five-colored radiance fleetingly vanish upon that seemingly ordinary fist.

An indescribable, incredibly sharp Aura capable of tearing apart all things instantly locked onto his Divine Soul.

That is... Sword Intent?!

And it was a Sword Intent of such a high order that it made his Soul tremble!

This thought barely had time to flash through his mind.

The next second.

"Boom!"

Fist and claws collided.

The imagined sound of shattering bones did not echo.

What resounded was a dull explosion like thunder!

The contempt on the Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm demonic Cultivator's face instantly turned into extreme horror.

He felt an utterly irresistible, insanely violent power surging over from the opponent's fist.

This power not only contained a Sword Intent that could cut metal and break jade, but was also mixed with a pure, ultimate brute force capable of crushing everything!

"Crack!"

His protective Devilish Qi shattered in an instant like paper.

The sharp claws he was so proud of, capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks, snapped inch by inch!

Right after came his arm, his shoulder...

That destructive force advanced irresistibly, crushing all obstacles!

"No—!"

He only had time to let out a desperate scream.

His entire body was blown apart in mid-air by Zhao Ruoan's single punch!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bone fragments splattered!

A powerful Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm Cultivator was killed with one punch by a Pulse Condensation Realm Disciple, without even leaving a complete corpse behind!

The entire battlefield fell into a dead silence at this moment.

All the demonic Cultivators attacking the mountain-protecting array stopped their actions, staring dumbfounded at the brilliant red mist in the sky.

The several Middle Stage Spirit Pill Realm demonic Cultivators who were following close behind had their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in fear; they abruptly halted their forward rush, staring in horror at the youth who had obliterated their companion with a single punch.

What... what kind of monster is this?!

Elder Xuetu and the Black-robed Protector watching from afar also had their smiles freeze on their faces.

"What happened? Are my old eyes playing tricks on me?" Elder Xuetu rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the scene he was seeing.

"It's not an illusion." The Black-robed Protector's voice carried a hint of solemnity for the first time. "This Zhao Ruoan... is strange! His power is definitely not just at the Pulse Condensation Realm!"

"Kill him! Attack together! Kill him!"

After a brief dead silence came the demonic Cultivators' furious roars born from embarrassment and rage.

For so many of them to be intimidated by a single kid was an utter humiliation!

"Kill!"

The remaining ten Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm Cultivators, along with dozens of Middle Stage Spirit Pill Realm Cultivators, dared not show the slightest contempt. They roared together and swarmed towards Zhao Ruoan from all directions to besiege him!

In an instant, towering Devilish Qi and bloody light obscured the sun!

All kinds of weird and sinister Spells and Magic Treasures engulfed Zhao Ruoan completely like a violent storm.

Inside the mountain-protecting array, Qian Kun and all the Qingxuan Sect Disciples had their hearts in their throats.

Although they were shocked by Zhao Ruoan's punch just now, the enemies were now attacking en masse!

Two fists could hardly match four hands; could he really hold out on his own?

Facing a besieging attack that could destroy heaven and earth, Zhao Ruoan's expression remained unchanged.

With a thought, the light of the xuanlin inner armor flowed across his body, and the defensive jade pendant also emitted a gentle white light, forming a solid shield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless attacks landed on him.

However, a scene that made the eyes of all the demonic Cultivators almost pop out occurred.

Those attacks, powerful enough to level a mountain Peak, struck Zhao Ruoan, yet aside from stirring up ripples and radiance, they failed to even breach his protective spiritual light!

He was like a reef in a turbulent sea, standing firm no matter how wind and rain battered against him!

"This... how is this possible?! What rank is his defensive Magic Treasure?"

"Dammit! Our attacks are completely ineffective against him!"

The demonic Cultivators were going crazy.

A monster with off-the-charts attack power who could kill a Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm Cultivator in one punch had now demonstrated an unsolvable defense.

How were they supposed to fight this?

"His Spiritual Qi cannot be endless! Keep attacking! Wear him to death!" Elder Xuetu roared from behind, boosting his subordinates' morale.

Floating in the torrent of attacks, Zhao Ruoan felt the vibrations coming from the xuanlin inner armor, gaining a clear understanding of his own durability.

Very strong, extremely strong.

The attacks from Late Stage Spirit Pill Realm Cultivators could only make his Qi and blood churn slightly.

Even if those ten Late Stage Cultivators joined forces, it only made him feel a little pressure.

"Since you can't break my defense, then..."

A fierce look flashed across Zhao Ruoan's eyes.

"It's my turn!"

He no longer defended passively. With a move of his body, he took the initiative to charge towards the place where the demonic Cultivators were most densely gathered.

He was like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every punch he threw and every finger he thrust inevitably took a life.

His combat style was simple and brutal to the extreme.

No fancy techniques—just pure power, speed, and indestructible Fifth-Order Sword Intent.

A demonic Cultivator summoned a blood-red shield to block.

Zhao Ruoan threw a punch, shattering both person and shield into scattered fragments.

Another demonic Cultivator used a movement technique to dodge.

Zhao Ruoan was even faster, following like a shadow. He thrust out a finger, piercing through the man's forehead.

"Monster! He's a monster!"

"Run!"

The demonic Cultivators' formation was thrown into chaos by Zhao Ruoan alone.

Their morale completely collapsed in the face of Zhao Ruoan's unreasonable slaughter.

What was originally an aggressive encirclement turned into a ludicrous pursuit and flight.

One Pulse Condensation Realm was chasing and beating dozens of Spirit Pill Realm Cultivators!

This scene was deeply etched into the eyes of all the Qingxuan Sect Disciples inside the mountain-protecting array, unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

"Enough!"

Right at this moment, a thunderous roar filled with endless anger came from the rear.

Elder Xuetu finally could not sit still.

If he let this kid keep killing, all the subordinates he brought would be slaughtered!

He, along with the Black-robed Protector of the Nether Cult and another Peak Spirit Pill Realm Elder from the Blood Sea Sect, turned into three beams of light, forming a triangle to surround Zhao Ruoan in the center.

Three horrifying pressures of the Peak Spirit Pill Realm descended from the sky like three ancient divine mountains, pressing down heavily on Zhao Ruoan.

"Kid, your performance ends here!"

Elder Xuetu's voice was bitterly cold.

Under the pressure of the three, Zhao Ruoan's body sank slightly.

He could feel the pressure arriving.

The triple boost from just the first layer of the Burning God Scorching Heaven Art was no longer enough for him to contend with three Peak powerhouses joining forces.

But... who said he only knew the first layer?

Zhao Ruoan slowly raised his head, looking at the three surrounding him, a crazy smile appearing on his face.

"The warm-up exercise is over."

"Now, the main course begins!"

"Burning God Scorching Heaven Art, Second Layer: Burning Heaven!"

Boom—!!!

A flame of momentum several times stronger than before surged into the sky from within his body!

Five-fold combat power boost!

His Aura skyrocketed once again!