SWDnovel Chapter 444 - 437: Overwhelming
Chapter 444 - 437: Overwhelming
In his Star Cells infection state, Zhou Yuanjue’s body radiated an intense Starlight from within, so bright that Li Haibo and Zheng Hang could not even open their eyes.
This was even with Zhou Yuanjue intentionally controlling the influence of his magnetic field’s radiation. Otherwise, with their mere mortal bodies, the two of them would have likely been killed instantly by that terrifying power.
’This... What in the world is this?!’
The two men trembled uncontrollably, both in body and spirit.
The intense aura swept through everything in the pavilion, stirring the air into violent, counter-flowing currents, as if a storm had erupted.
The exquisite refreshments on the table were blown away, and the ceramic plates were flung to the floor, shattering into pieces.
Huang Bin raised his hands, partially shielding his eyes to block the dazzling Starlight. He watched the incredibly brilliant figure through the gaps between his arms, his own eyes filled with shock.
’Even though I’ve heard countless rumors about Zhou Yuanjue, only by seeing it in person can you truly feel the shock of such power.’
Outside the pavilion, the disciples practicing in the square paused, their attention captured by the commotion coming from the pavilion.
’What’s happening over there?’
’This power... Who in the world is this man?!’
Facing Zhou Yuanjue and bearing the brunt of the pressure, Wang Heng Mountain felt it even more keenly.
His body and spirit, in which he took great pride, felt completely immobilized before this power, as if a great mountain was crushing him.
Although Wang Heng Mountain had surpassed the limits of the human body, he was only at the most common Saint Awakening Level. He had not been able to explore the path further or unleash his true potential. To Zhou Yuanjue, an individual with this degree of power was no longer a threat; it would take a great number of them to even begin to challenge him.
’Impossible!’
ROAR!!
Wang Heng Mountain let out a furious roar as his magnetic field violently contracted, enveloping his body to resist the crushing pressure.
At the same time, his already massive frame began to swell further. His slab-like muscles, hard as steel, took on a crimson hue, as if iron was being deposited within them.
What Wang Heng Mountain cultivated was the Iron Sand Palm, one of the most famous techniques in the traditional Donghua Outer Martial Dao. To master this Palm Technique, one starts by conditioning the palms, progressing from coarse flour to sand, and then to iron sand. The final stage involves using iron sand heated until red-hot, forging the palms to be as hard as steel. This conditioning then spreads from the hands to the entire body.
Now, Wang Heng Mountain’s cultivation tool of choice was bullets.
Every day, in a designated training area, disciples would surround Wang Heng Mountain with submachine guns and open fire from all directions, allowing the bullets to strike his flesh to condition his body.
His Magnetic Field Ability allowed him to control the iron within his body, fusing it with his skin to dramatically increase his Physical Strength and grant him true Copper Sinews and Iron Bones. This was his most terrifying weapon on the chaotic battlefields of the Black Continent, a power that made his enemies tremble at his very name!
After being momentarily blinded by the flash of light, Li Haibo and Zheng Hang finally recovered some of their vision. Shielding their eyes with their hands, they struggled to peer at the battlefield through the gaps between their fingers.
Through their blurry vision, they saw Wang Heng Mountain’s monstrously large body charge toward the shimmering figure. A hand large enough to easily crush a man’s skull slammed violently toward Zhou Yuanjue’s chest.
Propelled by immense speed, his metallic palm scraped against the air, causing it to glow faintly red.
Then, they saw the figure wreathed in Starlight move.
It was a simple, unadorned punch.
BOOM!!!
The moment fist met palm, the resulting force was like a bomb exploding. The intense shockwave sent Li Haibo and Zheng Hang flying. Fortunately, the quick-reacting Huang Bin flashed forward, shielding them in mid-air. Otherwise, the impact from that single blow would have been more than they could bear.
PANT!! PANT!!
As if they had just survived a disaster, the two men gasped for breath. Zheng Hang’s somewhat long white hair was in disarray, and Li Haibo’s expensive, custom gold-rimmed glasses hung crookedly from his face.
But both men’s gazes were locked on the epicenter of the explosion.
Their mouths fell slightly agape.
Atop the pavilion, Wang Heng Mountain was nowhere to be seen. Only the shimmering figure of light remained standing.
And before this figure, half of the pavilion had been obliterated in the earlier collision, vanishing into thin air.
The next moment, they saw the figure leap from the height of several dozen meters.
As the figure departed, the light within the pavilion vanished, leaving only wreckage in its wake.
Huang Bin was the first to rush forward. He peered out from the gaping, cliff-like hole in the pavilion to see how events were unfolding below.
Reacting a moment later, Li Haibo and Zheng Hang abandoned all pretense of composure and also ran over to observe the situation outside.
「In the square below.」
All the practicing disciples were looking toward the pavilion. They clearly saw a dark figure sent flying backward out of it, and then the structure itself exploded as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
An uproar swept through the crowd of disciples.
"What happened?! Are we under attack?"
"Why did it explode?!"
"..."
BOOM!!
The next moment, the figure that had been sent flying from the pavilion crashed heavily onto the ground not far from them, gouging out a deep crater and sending dust billowing into the air.
Then, a monstrous figure crawled out of the deep crater. With a distinct trail of blood at the corner of his mouth, they could vaguely recognize his familiar features.
’It’s... Master?!!’
While everyone was still in a daze, Wang Heng Mountain wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression grim as he looked toward the pavilion.
A shimmering figure of light leaped down from the fractured pavilion, landing heavily on the ground.
He strode forward, step by step, leaving a trail like starlight in his wake.
His immense aura, completely undisguised, grew heavier with each footstep, pressing down on them like a great mountain.
’Who in the world is that?! How could he reduce our master, who seemed so powerful and invincible, to this state?’
"Who in the world are you?!"
Wang Heng Mountain asked, taking a deep breath.
"It seems you are beginning to understand."
"But perhaps not deeply enough."
Zhou Yuanjue said calmly, then took another step forward.
SWOOSH!!
His body shot forward like a cannonball as he threw another punch.
SCREECH!!!
An enormous, silver-red magnetic field erupted behind him, forming the image of a giant bird soaring with its wings outstretched.
The ear-piercing cry vibrated in everyone’s eardrums.
The terrifying power parted the air like a tidal wave. In the square, the resulting gale irresistibly blew the crowd of disciples to both sides, clearing a wide path down the middle.
The next moment, Zhou Yuanjue’s fist struck Wang Heng Mountain. His body shot through the very path Zhou Yuanjue had just cleared for him, slamming heavily into the wall on the far side of the square.