The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 211 - 167: My name is Li Yi, even gods and ghosts avoid me.

Chapter 211: Chapter 167: My name is Li Yi, even gods and ghosts avoid me.

Outside Sanyang City, at the foot of Daqing Mountain.

Standing atop a horse-drawn carriage parked by the roadside, Fan Zhizhou gazed into the distance, witnessing the scene where Li Yi and the various experts from the Meng Family clashed. A look of disbelief appeared on his face, and his eyes revealed a deep sense of fear.

"Meng Kuohai, the invincible Gang Refining warrior of the Meng family, just got killed like that? He didn’t even manage to reach Li Yi before falling, what on earth is the weapon in Li Yi’s hands? It’s not a crossbow, yet its power surpasses that of a crossbow by hundreds, even thousands of times, able to kill a Gang Refining Expert from five hundred paces away? This, this is simply inconceivable, that’s a distance of five hundred paces, after all."

"And that attack arrives in the blink of an eye, Meng Kuohai didn’t even have time to react, his body exploded, and if it weren’t for the astounding resilience of a Gang Refining Realm expert’s body, and the fact that he forcefully coughed up that mouthful of Heart Blood, the first attack would have finished Meng Kuohai right there."

"Aside from Meng Kuohai, the other Qi Cultivation Experts from the Meng family stood even less of a chance against such an attack, without the slightest opportunity to dodge. As soon as that thunderous sound rang out, their bodies were instantly blown to pieces, no, I’ve calculated it in my mind just now, their bodies exploded before the sound was even heard."

At this moment, Fan Zhizhou’s understanding was overturned, and the more he reflected on it, the more frightened he became.

That kind of attack, could it be even faster than sound?

This, this is too absurd.

Your ears haven’t even heard it, yet the attack has already arrived, how does one dodge that? How do you defend?

If it can kill a Gang Refiner from five hundred paces away, maybe it could kill a Qi Cultivator from a thousand paces.

A distance of a thousand paces, that’s a full four li away; at that range, you can’t even see people clearly anymore, and if someone attacked from that distance, your body would be blasted apart before you even knew what happened.

The old servant beside him was also silent by now, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

Looking back, when he had fought against Li Yi, who had only used his fists and not his weapon, it could be considered merciful. If he had used such a weapon, there would have been no chance of survival, and his end would be like that of the several Qi Cultivator experts from the Meng family, his body shattered into minced meat, scattered across the ground, becoming fertilizer.

"Young Master, such a weapon must have been brought by Li Yi from the Otherworld, it definitely does not exist in the Four Seas and Eight Continents," the old servant’s voice trembled slightly.

Because he too understood that in the face of such a weapon, his strength was no different from that of an ordinary person, a hit meant certain death, without any chance to dodge.

"I understand, such a weapon is assuredly an Otherworld item, but do you know what I fear the most? It’s not this point. Since such weapons exist, there must be more than one... just like our powerful crossbows in the Four Seas and Eight Continents, they must be continuously producible... A weapon that can be mass-produced yet easily kills Gang Refining Experts, how absurd is that, haha, in that case, what are we Martial Artists even considered? Talent, Cultivation, Qi-Blood, all of it is bullshit."

At this moment, Fan Zhizhou laughed, his voice laden with heavy self-mockery: "Before, I thought I was just a frog in a well, now it seems, I’m mere an earthworm in the soil, never having even seen the sky. No wonder Li Yi doesn’t regard us Martial Artists highly, no wonder the Noble Families with a thousand years of heritage are just a fart, no wonder he dares to make emperors bleed..."

The old servant fell silent beside him.

His worldview too was overturned, as he could never have imagined in his life that there would be a weapon capable of killing a Gang Refiner from five hundred paces away.

If such weapons could truly be mass-produced, then the Martial Artists of the Four Seas and Eight Continents would be worthless, and the whole world could be overturned in an instant.

"Is the world of Li Yi and me really that different? After all, I, Fan Zhizhou, am also a Qi Cultivation Expert and among the younger generation, I am considered outstanding. Could it be that I don’t even have the right to look up at the sky?" Fan Zhizhou could not help but roar towards the heavens, as if asking the Gods and Ghosts.

"Now I feel that the Four Seas and Eight Continents are just too small, so small that I don’t even want to stay here for another moment, even taking a breath feels suffocating. I too want to look up at the sky, I too want to witness the world of countless strong warriors like a shoal of fish crossing a river."

"If I had never seen the sky, it might be fine, but why let me glimpse the vastness beyond this world..."

He ranted with a frenzy, screaming, venting.

At this moment, Fan Zhizhou felt his entire life was simply a joke, having reached the Refining Realm at twenty-five, how happy he was then, as happy as a fool.

No, not just him, everyone was a fool, everyone was a joke.

"Young Master, calm down," the old servant didn’t know how to advise and could only offer some words of comfort: "The battle is not yet over, there are still two experts from the Meng family battling with that Li Yi in the pavilion."

"One is Meng Yanwei, the other is Meng Cai, one old and one young, both Qi Cultivators, what can they do to kill Li Yi? You and I have both seen Li Yi’s Fist Power, unrivaled Divine Power, even if you open all nine acupoints, you’d just be hammered to death alive. They are too naive to think that getting close to Li Yi will give them a chance to win, without realizing that Li Yi’s current strength makes him invincible within the same realm, even Meng Kuohai with his Innate Divine Strength would be killed if he were brought back to the Refining Realm."

Fan Zhizhou laughed again now, at this moment, he felt the two Qi Cultivation Experts from the Meng Family were incomprehensibly foolish.

Indeed, as he had guessed.

In the pavilion, a battle of life and death was unfolding.

Li Yi’s vertical pupils shone bright, his imposing figure soared through the air, relentlessly pressing the advantage, punching out, Fist Power venting, waves of energy tumbling, layers of killing moves unleashed, punch after punch, each powerful and heavy, without the slightest intention to hold back, each strike carried the intent to finish off the person before him, with a frightful killing intent.