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Chapter 326 - 326 231 Shocking a punch kills

Chapter 326: Chapter 231 Shocking, a punch kills! Chapter 326: Chapter 231 Shocking, a punch kills! Right in the center of the Primordial Void Realm, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy began to surge violently, as if being drawn by something, slowly converging and taking shape.

All Martial Artists within the Primordial Void Realm could feel this change.

Nine people had entered the Primordial Void Realm this time, and three had already fallen, all either directly or indirectly related to Chen Yuan; he speculated that perhaps others had fallen as well.

Glancing at the changes in the void, Minghe said,

“It will need roughly half an hour more before the way out opens.”

“I wonder where Elder Minghe cultivated? Or perhaps you hail from some power?” Chen Yuan inquired.

Minghe smiled faintly, “I am merely a lone wanderer. If you ask about my cultivation, traces of my presence are all over the world.”

“No wonder the elder has such extensive knowledge.”

“As for the cultivation of the physical body, you only need to visit Qingzhou City to find out. However, I still need to advise you that, while physical cultivation can indeed boost your combat strength significantly,

it’s far inferior to Qi Refinement in terms of longevity, which is also one of the reasons Qi Refinement is the most widely practiced in the world today,” Minghe tapped his staff lightly on the ground as he spoke.

“Chen understands,” said Chen Yuan.

He truly valued the strength brought by physical cultivation, but ultimately, Qi Refinement was more important to him, if nothing else, for the very reason Minghe mentioned, longevity.

After all, who in the world does not desire immortality?

Chen Yuan’s desire for power and cultivation was born out of a desire for authority and status, the thrill of supremacy over all others, and also a desire to see if this terrifying world would grant him immortality.

The temptation of ‘immortality’ is incomparable.

Like gods, like immortals, to live long and watch the ages!

After some idle chatter, Chen Yuan ceased talking, and Elder Minghe, too, stayed silent, leaning on his serpentine staff and quietly observing the changes in the void.

As time passed, more and more Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy gathered in the void.

The Saintess in the black robe also approached the group, but there was no communication between them. However, Minghe gazed at her several times, seemingly finding her familiar.

There were no grudges between them at this point, and given their mutual wariness of each other’s strengths, it was unlikely they would fight unless necessary.

Sometime later, another person came forward, the ordinary-looking young man who had hidden himself in the crowd, a long sword strapped to his back. As he became the focus of everyone’s gaze, he frowned slightly and retreated a few steps, as if unwilling to stir up trouble.

Meanwhile, the white-haired old Taoist, who had displayed his divine might at the very beginning, had been absent all along. Counting themselves, Chen Yuan thought that only five people remained and that the old Taoist had probably perished within the Primordial Void Realm.

It was unclear who had taken him down, but that old man was a strong practitioner in the late Reach Profound stage, in the Heavenly Palace Realm.

Although he was suspicious, Chen Yuan did not express his thoughts. After all, it didn’t concern him much. What’s more, he had killed many more himself.

After a short while, the portal in the void finally consolidated successfully, looking identical to when they first entered. The stooped elder tapped the ground gently with his staff, and in an instant, he had moved to the front of the portal.

Then he stepped through it.

Chen Yuan did not hesitate, nodding to Huang Yi, and together they moved towards the exit, their Primordial Void Orders nearly completely dissolved by now.

Stepping out of the Primordial Void Secret Realm, the outside was no different from when they had first entered, with the majority of the spectating commoners and Jianghu Martial Artists having dispersed, though nearly a thousand still loitered nearby.

Among them were no fewer than seven Reach Profound experts looking at them with predatory eyes. It was clear that after three days of fermenting news, a few more experts had been drawn in, hoping to pick an easy harvest.

The stooped elder, Chen Yuan, Huang Yi, the Saintess in the black robe, and the last unimpressive-looking man, a total of five people, had walked out of the Primordial Void Realm and exchanged glances with the seven others.

The stooped elder no longer concealed his presence, releasing a terrifying aura. The strength of a Reach Profound Peak practitioner made the seven challengers look on with trepidation and they dared not act rashly.

Minghe looked at Chen Yuan and said in an indifferent tone,

“There will be another meeting in the rivers and mountains. Patrol Envoy Chen, we shall meet again another day.”

“Take care, Elder Minghe.”

Chen Yuan bowed respectfully.

Minghe nodded and then, as if no one else were present, left through the sky. The seven did not dare to block his path; obviously, they recognized the formidable strength of a Reach Profound Peak practitioner.

After Minghe had left, the portal to the Primordial Void Realm began to slowly fade away, along with their Primordial Void Orders, awaiting the next opening of the secret realm.

The seven people looked at each other, and a scholarly middle-aged man in blue robes stepped forward and said to Huang Yi and Chen Yuan,

“Brother Huang, I’ve heard that the Primordial Void Realm contains many rare and exotic herbs that are extremely useful for Martial Artists’ cultivation. I am willing to exchange Primordial Crystals for some. I beseech you to agree.”

His tone seemed polite, but there seemed to be a threatening undertone, relying on the people behind him.

“Who is he?” asked Chen Yuan, scanning him briefly.

Huang Yi replied, “This man is not from Jiuyuan Prefecture; he’s an elder from a top-tier power in the nearby Dongping Prefecture, his name is…”

However, before he could say the man’s name, Chen Yuan cut him off and addressed the middle-aged man with a cold voice,

“What are you? You also dare to threaten me.”

He had dared to kill core disciples of the Bright Temple and Qingyun Sword Sect, let alone an elder from a top-tier power.

The middle-aged man was somewhat infuriated by these discourteous words, his complexion subtly changing:

“I presume you must be the Demon Blade, Lord Chen, from the Hidden Dragon List?”

“So what?”

“I do not wish to coerce, but you have acquired quite a few treasures within the Primordial Void Realm, is it not reasonable to allow us to exchange? We have been waiting for several days,

it would be better for Lord Chen not to be ungracious.”

His voice carried a hint of chill, the threat all too evident. He wasn’t keen on a direct confrontation with members of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, but he has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation.

He must find some spirit herbs that are compatible with his cultivation technique.

When the news of the Primordial Void Realm’s opening reached his ears, he hurried over, yet he was still a step late. However, he wasn’t without other options.

The several individuals behind him were either the core forces or sect leaders of various powers, their influence stretching across multiple jurisdictions. There’s a saying ‘the law does not punish the masses’; if they joined forces, even if they overstepped, it wouldn’t really matter.

Like in his home of Dongping State, even the Heavenly Patrol Bureau and the government had to show them some respect. Such was the authority of a first-rate power.

Chen Yuan fixed a gaze upon him:

“What if I refuse to trade?”

“I would advise Lord Chen it would be wiser to agree to an exchange; rest assured, we won’t let you feel shortchanged—besides, I’ve long heard of Lord Chen’s fame and would like to make a friend,”

the refined man said with a faint smile.

Huang Yi barked indignantly, “How dare you threaten an official by imperial command!”

The Black Robe Saintess scoffed but didn’t say much, seemingly preferring to first witness how Chen Yuan would respond. The man in the green shirt beside her knitted his brows slightly,

already preparing to strike swiftly and violently if necessary.

With a single step, Chen Yuan burst forth with an overbearing aura, his blood qi surging like a roused beast’s growl, concentrating at one point around his body.

He said sharply,

“Do you think you deserve to be my friend?”

In the next moment, an incredibly terrifying fist power exploded, blood qi and Gang Qi merging perfectly, space trembling. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man barely had time to react.

He hadn’t expected his opponent to truly dare to strike without a moment’s hesitation, frantically raising his Protective Gang Qi to defend.

Unfortunately, he was still found wanting.

The previous Chen Yuan, although strong, still needed a moment to deal with martial artists of the same realm, and waging a fierce battle against those in the late Reach Profound stage before a victor could be determined.

But now, having reached a new level in physical strength and with Qi Refining Cultivation at the middle stage of Reach Profound, he was invincible with no Heavenly Palace Realm masters to face him.

“Boom!”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the middle-aged man was obliterated by Chen Yuan’s full-powered punch, bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

In an instant, blood rained down, leaving not even a piece of a limb behind.

All was silent.

Within thousands of meters and in front of nearly a thousand people, a punch had killed a high-and-mighty Reach Profound expert, shocking everyone. In Chen Yuan’s presence,

that Reach Profound middle-stage middle-aged man was no more than an ant at the roadside that could be squashed at any moment.

All present looked at Chen Yuan with astonishment, shocked by his formidable power. It was common knowledge that the top fifty talents on the Hidden Dragon List were strong, but there has to be a limit to strength.

What about Chen Yuan?

Pummeling a martial artist of the same realm with one punch.

What did that signify?

It meant they weren’t on the same level; Chen Yuan was much stronger than the middle-aged man.

Huang Yi took a deep breath and remained silent.

The Black Robe Saintess showed no trace of surprise on her face. With a physical body strong as a dragon, combined with her robust cultivation, such strength was not surprising.

She knew well that some top ten talents on the Hidden Dragon List were just like this, overwhelming martial artists of the same realm by a wide margin.

The ordinary-looking man in the green shirt had a serious expression, sensing a deep danger emanating from Chen Yuan, even stronger than when he faced that white-haired old Taoist!

The talent of the Hidden Dragon List truly lived up to its reputation.

The likes of Yue Shan and others were thrilled as if they were the ones who landed the punch that burst the man.

Chen Yuan slowly retracted his fist, an indiscernible smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at the burst of blood mist. He then let his gaze drift over each of the six people before him:

“Who else wants to be friends with me?”

His calm voice wasn’t loud, but it resonated with immense self-confidence, as if he didn’t consider the six before him worthy of attention. No… not as if, he truly didn’t regard these people as worth his time.

It wasn’t about targeting anyone in particular; to him, each of them was as good as trash that could be easily discarded.

In fact, looking at everyone nearby, the only people who caught his eye were Minghe who had left and the Black Robe woman behind him.