Blind Spot
Chapter 690: Unlimited 633 One

Chapter 690: Unlimited 633 One

A giant section of the floor plummeted straight down.

With a resounding crash, it smashed directly onto Li Chengyi below, who had spread his arms open.

The impact, dust, and shattered bricks, like cheese being squashed, were squeezed and flew off from the point of contact with the ground.

For a moment, the deafening roar completely overpowered all other sounds.

The ground trembled, and everyone felt a tingling numbness under their feet.

Boom!!!

Nothing could be seen, only a cloud of gray dust soared into the air.

The remaining half of the Tai Suqing Headquarters building twisted and shed a few remnants of debris, slightly shaking under the massive vibration, nearly breaking and falling for a second time.

The surrounding crowds scattered and fled rapidly like ants.

In that moment, the Martial Art Alliance, Canglu Valley, and the Ta Suqing Group’s virus-infected people, all distinctions vanished, and everyone, strong or weak, frantically moved away from the center, fearing involvement in the core’s brutal slaughter.

It might have been ten seconds, or maybe twenty.

When most of the building had settled, the noise gradually subsided.

Tai Suqing and others, having escaped to the perimeter, caught their breath and spread out, looking towards the direction of the headquarters.

"Boss..." The surviving Demons, along with a few remaining infected, looked expectantly towards their leader, disheveled from their escape.

"Yalong and the others will deal with that person," Tai Suqing’s face regained its icy composure.

"As for us... let’s take care of that side first..." He turned his gaze abruptly, casting it towards the Martial Art Alliance and Canglu Valley not far away.

At the same time, the people over there also shifted their gaze and turned to look back.

The tense atmosphere rapidly escalated.

But before Tai Suqing could make any move,

a humming noise suddenly rose from within the ruins of the headquarters.

The humming grew from soft to loud, in the blink of an eye turning into a thunderous roar.

Boom!!

The ruins swelled like a balloon, rapidly expanding, pressing, exploding from within.

With a loud noise, everyone was shocked to numbness. Some were even knocked to the ground.

A manic laughter exploded from the center.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Hong Lian, Canglu, and others quickly sought higher ground, urgently looking towards the center.

From within the debris, they saw a five-meter-tall Squirrel Person, whose body was covered with magma-like dark red wounds, spreading his arms and laughing wildly towards the sky.

Yalong and the other two stood tens of meters away, confronting each other from a distance.

"Three generations," Yalong slowly removed his upper garment, revealing a body as white and smooth as jade.

"Your time of death has come..."

"Then come and get it!" Li Chengyi did not understand what Yalong meant by "three generations", but judging by the faint Flower Language Technique emanating from him, it was likely related to the Flower Emperor.

However, none of that mattered at the moment.

The enormous internal pressure, the moment the second Imprint was formed, skyrocketed like mad.

If it had not been for the falling broken building that had just landed, which bore the peak of the internal pressure, he might indeed have exploded.

Even so, his body was still strengthening and enhancing.

The recovery power of his newly formed tissues was also improving, but compared to the increase in strength, it was barely worth mentioning.

If he didn’t alleviate it soon...

"Come on! Beat me to death!" Li Chengyi pointed to his own head. "Knife, sword, gun, cannon, whatever you have. As long as you can do it."

The five-meter-tall figure radiated waves of heat, his body temperature, already over three hundred degrees, continued to climb.

The hot air formed a breeze that flowed and fluttered between the four men, causing their robes to billow.

"Now witness what a Saint Position is!"

Yalong took firm steps forward, his feet pressing onto the steep ground, which would flatten instantly under a single casual step.

As he advanced, the ground instantly collapsed, leaving behind a straight, smooth path.

This was a special effect that appeared only when one’s control over their own strength reached an inconceivable level.

The distance between the two closed rapidly.

The closer they got, the more Yalong felt the scorching heat blowing incessantly.

But he didn’t care.

The essence of the Holy Body was to withstand all the calamities of the world and form the ultimate strong physique.

In the world’s calamities, there were all sorts of natural disasters and apocalyptic scenarios: tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanoes, continental shifts, meteor falls, even planetary collisions.

He could survive safely in such disasters.

This was the physique of a Saint.

Of course, because this was not his place of Saint Position, the Holy Body’s strength was nowhere near as exaggerated as described.

But... it wasn’t something that could be contended with by mere disturbances like these.

"I have seen skies filled with falling meteors, the ground splitting, and seas of fire wiping out the world."

Yalong spoke calmly, his voice crystal clear.

"I have also seen the ocean’s rage, waves engulfing everything on the surface."

"I have even experienced the earth quaking and splitting open, spewing out sky-covering, sun-blocking flames and magma. Untold billions of tons of matter erupting from the earth, covering all."

He spread his arms wide.

"So... you think you’re strong!?"

"You’re nothing but frog in a well, worthless! On the scale of planets and worlds, you... are insignificant!!!"

His skin began to change color, going from white jade to a rapid burnished black.

It was a pitch-black humanoid shape where only the contours of his eyes, nose, and mouth could be seen, devoid of any miscellaneous colors.

"Feel the pain..." Yalong intoned. "This is the Holy Calamity Realm!"

Whoosh!!

In an instant, the air exploded, a sonic boom swept the surroundings, forming a white airwave, pushing away the hot currents.

In a blink, Yalong disappeared from his spot. In that instant, his speed exceeded ten times the speed of sound.

Far surpassing any opponent Li Chengyi had faced before.

From within the ruins, only a black line was seen to flash by, striking the immobile giant Squirrel Person in the abdomen.

Puff!

The black line came to a halt.

Immediately following that, a point of red light emerged from the point of contact between the two.

The red light grew from small to large, expanding rapidly.

Boom!!!

In the blink of an eye, a fiery red sea of flames swept over everything, completely engulfing everyone’s line of sight.

Countless blue arcs interspersed the inferno.

From a distance, the flames and electric currents looked like a giant energy ball with a diameter of several hundred meters.

However, this energy ball wasn’t purely energy; it also contained a massive amount of dust, stones, metal, and so on.

The energy ball lasted for two seconds before it exploded outright.

A dark red figure shot out from the back of the sphere, violently crashing to the ground, collapsing houses and buildings in its path and carving out a giant ravine over ten kilometers long and more than ten meters deep.

At the end of the ravine, Li Chengyi knelt down bending forward, with a new, smoking, deep imprint on his abdomen.

Blood seeped from deep within the imprint, dripping onto the ground, sizzling as it burned the earth.

An indescribable sense of relief spread from the wound throughout his body, almost rendering Li Chengyi unconscious.

At that very instant, the internal pressure on his body had disappeared for a moment.

It was the sensation of all the internal pressure being negated, of the pain disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Is this your strength!?" Despite how refreshing it was, he definitely couldn’t show it now.

Li Chengyi slowly stood up, his gaze shifting towards Yalong, who was slowly approaching from the opposite side.

"Powerful, but..."

He stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

"You think this is enough to kill me? You must be dreaming!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged forward, All-Star Dragon Shadow suddenly erupting, aiming a punch towards Yalong’s chest.

The terrifying increase in his body’s strength made his punch much faster than before.

In an instant, surpassing the speed of sound, he created a white wave, thundering towards his opponent.

"Too slow!" Unfortunately, his punch was easily dodged by Yalong, who stepped to the left and thrust out his hand like lightning, striking Li Chengyi squarely in the forehead.

Boom!!

Another punch, at least five hundred tons of absolute power.

Li Chengyi’s form halted, flung backward by the Giant Strength, not even touching the ground before Yalong appeared below him, elbowing upward.

Thud!!

Li Chengyi’s body was sent flying high, tumbling and spinning in the air.

Before he could fall, Yalong reappeared at his side, fists clenched.

"Die!!!"

His eyes red with rage, his fists pounded down on Li Chengyi like a rainstorm.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!!!

A dense barrage of heavy punches crazily landed on Li Chengyi.

In an instant, Yalong swung hundreds of punches, each stronger than the last, each one reaching six hundred tons of Giant Strength.

With such force and speed, even Li Chengyi’s skin, fur, and muscles were torn apart, spurting blood.

"Dieeee!!! Just die!"

As Yalong wildly flung his fists, and with his opponent offering no resistance, he felt his mastery of martial arts, which he had never been particularly good at, peak in these moments.

All killing moves from the Holy Calamity Fist Technique were used repeatedly.

Finally.

Boom!

With another loud noise, Li Chengyi’s body was flung like a shooting star and crashed into a distant grey building.

The floor cleaved in half and began to collapse slowly.

In the rubble, Li Chengyi lay there silently, covered in blood, the intense heat still radiating relentlessly in all directions.

By now, his body temperature had reached five hundred degrees...

Most of the materials around his body were red hot from the burning.

He appeared to be severely injured, teetering on the edge of death, his breath weak.

Whoosh!

Yalong abruptly appeared to one side, quietly observing the Squirrel Person who had stopped moving.

"It’s a pity, if it weren’t for this place, maybe you would’ve had a chance to turn the tables..." He raised his hand, palm aiming at Li Chengyi’s forehead.

A force far stronger and heavier than before welled up in his palm.

Oppressive, gigantic, dreadful.

It was like a mountain suspended in mid-air.

This punch from Yalong gave Li Chengyi just such a sensation.

"Farewell, third generation." Yalong’s expression returned to calm and he decisively struck down.

Splat.

His palm struck Li Chengyi’s forehead with no frills.

This palm’s impact exceeded eight hundred tons, Yalong’s ultimate strength at this moment.

Such a small area bearing such a terrifying force.

Brought incomparable destruction...

"Huh??"

Yalong frowned deeply as he looked at the still gasping Li Chengyi.

Before the strike and after, why did it feel like there was no difference?

He lifted his hand, gathering strength once more.

’Maybe I didn’t use enough strength just now? Or did I use the wrong move?’ A doubt arose in his heart.

The invisible airflow rapidly condensed, and his second palm strike fell without any intricacy.

Boom!!!

The ground beneath Li Chengyi erupted, collapsing into a large pit that enveloped the two of them as they fell downward.

Yet puzzlingly, Li Chengyi still lay in the same spot, motionless without any reaction.

He appeared to have fallen into an unconscious state from the severe injury.

And Yalong’s two recent palm strikes seemed to have no effect as finishing blows.