The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 212 - 167: My name is Li Yi, even gods and ghosts give way. _2

Chapter 212: Chapter 167: My name is Li Yi, even gods and ghosts give way. _2

Meng Cai’s Qi-Blood was robust, having opened her Nine Blood Acupoints. Clashing fists with Li Yi at this moment, she was completely outmatched. Each punch she threw was forcibly pushed back, and her body continuously retreated. In less than ten breaths, she had been forced out of the pavilion’s perimeter, her body trembling with Divine Power, her Qi-Blood churning uncontrollably.

"What exactly is your Cultivation level? I’ve met many Qi Cultivation Experts in the Four Seas and Eight Continents, but no one has been able to overpower my fist," she asked loudly, unable to contain her shock.

She was truly astonished and couldn’t help but raise her voice in a question.

"I merely reached Bone Training, and am now Marrow Training. What’s my Cultivation level? Killing a Qi Cultivation Expert crossing three realms is something I’m familiar with, so don’t make such a fuss."

Li Yi, with his vertical pupils, stared at her coldly and took several steps forward. Raising his fist, it was like the Thunder God’s Hammer. Jin Qi exploded, and the air seemed to rip apart.

"A Martial Artist in the Bone-Training Realm? I don’t believe it." Meng Cai was both shocked and furious. She then forcibly summoned her Qi-Blood and unleashed a deadly move, trying to push Li Yi back.

However, upon clashing again, facing the terrifying Jin Qi, she couldn’t help but grunt, blood leaking from the corner of her mouth. Her entire demeanor instantly wilted, and her fists were now a mess of blood and flesh with shattered bones. Furthermore, the sleeves of her arms were torn to shreds, revealing arms covered in bloody marks, a particularly chilling sight.

"People only believe what they want to believe. They know certain things exist beyond their understanding, but they strenuously deny them. This is reality," Li Yi said calmly, his fists now beginning to glow; "You think you can clash fists with me, but that’s just the sensation I allowed you to have. Now, try again."

As soon as his words ended, he closed the distance once more, his vertical pupils locking onto his target, and unleashed a punch that suddenly shone brightly.

"Afraid? Not at all," bellowed Meng Cai, rallying all of her Qi-Blood, condensing Fist Gang, with red light flashing, like a beautiful yet dangerous sunset.

This deadly technique was her own creation, named Sunset.

This punch signified death.

Not just for the enemy, but also for herself, because if this punch failed to kill her opponent, she too would have no strength left to continue fighting.

"Now is the time."

Meng Yanwei, hiding to the side, saw this and suddenly lunged forward, roaring loudly as he mobilized all his Qi-Blood, with Gang Qi erupting, attempting his most powerful strike with the hopes that their joint attack would end this formidable enemy.

However, facing the sneak attack from behind, Li Yi didn’t even bother to look back. His punch, powered by Guiding Skill, carried exceptional might, not something any so-called Qi Cultivation Expert could withstand.

"Boom!"

The Fist Power exploded, light flickering.

Li Yi’s punch was overwhelming, instantly penetrating Meng Cai’s Fist Gang, crushing that dense Qi-Blood, and without any decrease in its residual force, it continued along the arm, devastatingly shredding bone and flesh.

Accompanied by a pitiful scream echoing.

Meng Cai’s arm vanished in an instant, and she herself was swept away by the remaining force, flying out and crashing heavily into the distant mud, unable to get up again, just lying there coughing up blood, with no telling how severely she was injured internally.

Simultaneously, Meng Yanping’s attack failed to hit Li Yi and was effortlessly blocked by a sturdy palm that also glowed brightly.

"How is this possible..." Meng Yanping’s eyes widened in astonishment at how easily his attack was stopped.

Surely his timing was perfect, surely his opponent was unprepared?

Why was his punch so precisely blocked?

"You’re weaker than that woman," said Li Yi as he gripped the other’s fist in his hand, then with a fierce pull and a delivered punch.

As Fist Power was released, amidst his screams of terror, Li Yi’s punch went through his head, splattering a mist of blood.

The elderly Qi Cultivation Martial Artist from the Meng Family convulsed a few times before becoming completely motionless.

Li Yi flung the body aside carelessly, letting it fall into a mud pit, which made for a decent grave, then he proceeded without further concern, striding toward the woman with the severed arm.

"Cough, cough!"

Struggling to rise, covered in blood, Meng Cai continually spat out fresh blood. It was evident that she had lost control of her Qi-Blood. She looked at Li Yi not with the slight contempt as before, but with deep fear.

She couldn’t withstand such punches, nor could she catch them.

To be beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

There were no tricks, just raw strength.

She was completely crushed and defeated, and she admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

"Considering you’re a woman and not weak, it would be too cruel to simply crush you with a punch. Sever your heart vein; I’ll dig a hole and bury you. The feng shui here is good, from what I’ve seen. With mountains behind and overlooking water, it gathers wind and conceals Qi. Buried here, you’ll surely be fortunate," Li Yi commented as he walked a few steps then stopped. He looked down upon her, his vertical pupils glinting, calmly yet dangerously observing her.

"Heh, you’re quite merciful to women. But when we exchanged fists just now, you didn’t hold back at all," Meng Cai sneered, "What’s your name, and where are you from?"

"I’m not from the Four Seas and Eight Continents. I’ve crossed borders to seek justice. Remember my name, I’m Li Yi, a name that makes Gods and Ghosts give way," Li Yi replied.

"Li Yi? What grand claims you make, that Gods and Ghosts make way for you? But I, for one, will not avoid... Take out your Heart Blood, and let’s fight one more round."

After speaking, Meng Cai let out another long howl as her Heart Blood stirred, her originally pale complexion immediately flushed with color. The weakened body regained vitality in this moment, and even the pain on her body faded under the stimulation of the Heart Blood. She seemed invigorated as if injected with adrenaline, stubbornly clinging to life.