The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 509 - 360: The God’s Burial Ground

Chapter 509: Chapter 360: The God’s Burial Ground

Li Yi and the brawny man wearing a beast tooth necklace had been exchanging punches for who knows how long; he only knew his stamina was being crazily depleted, the Gang Qi and Qi-Blood inside his body began to dry up under the relentless barrage of punches, while the surrounding trees and wild grass had been thoroughly decimated by their residual power.

An open space was thus forcibly created.

However, as Li Yi was fighting desperately, the six high-energy beam cannons he had set up around him had been destroyed by arrows coming from all directions, and not just that; Zhao Fangji was unconscious, Hu Fei had been defeated and captured, even Jiang Mingtian had been sent flying and his Dharma Sword shaken off by the nearly three meters tall giant holding a big saber, resulting in heavy injuries and a fall to the ground.

Unknowingly, eight or nine unfamiliar people had surrounded him.

These people included both men and women, led by a nearly three-meter-tall giant. It seemed that they did not interfere with Li Yi’s battle but merely stood by, watching and cheering for their companions.

Meanwhile, Good Wings was continuously crying out beside them. It fluttered its wings as if also cheering for Li Yi, but it didn’t dare attack this group of people; the leader, the giant, posed a danger to it, and it felt that it might die here if it acted rashly.

At this moment, Li Yi’s spirit had climbed to its utmost limits; he didn’t dare relax with any of his punches because a moment’s laxity meant defeat and death. He could only squeeze out all his potential and continue the fierce battle against this giant, competing to see who could last until the end.

Although the giant had an astounding physique, Li Yi was practicing three laws, his Qi-Blood was also extraordinarily vigorous, and with the advantage of Transcendent armor, he sustained less injury. Continuing the fight, he felt he held a greater advantage.

However, the giant wearing the beast tooth necklace was like a machine that would never stop, even if his body was covered in Fist Marks, he still roared and swung his fists in attack.

The two had been fighting with all their strength for nearly an hour now, both pushed to their limits.

"Ju Jiao has encountered a strong foe; he will exhaust his strength and die if it continues like this. Boss, you need to think of something," a man holding a large bow said in a low voice.

"This is a battle between warriors; even though I am your leader, I do not have the authority to intervene,"

the leading three-meter-tall giant holding a large saber said with piercing eyes and an unwavering stance: "Unless the opponent uses underhanded tricks beyond those of a warrior, I can only abide by the traditional rules."

"Chief, this man looks so frail, why can he fight Ju Jiao for so long?"

A short-haired woman with dark skin, carrying a short sword on her back and resembling a jungle black panther, asked.

The leading giant said: "A young dragon is weak but can prey on a grown tiger shark, the enemy’s seemingly fragile body contains extraordinary strength. Don’t underestimate these frail-looking individuals; their weapons are exquisite, some of their combat techniques are very sophisticated, and they have simple yet profound potential. Most importantly, they are all young and have not fully grown."

He saw many extraordinary qualities in Li Yi.

While the other captured individuals had them as well, they were not as obvious as the ones in the man before him.

"Watch carefully, this is a rare learning opportunity," the leading giant then shouted again.

The others ceased their chatter, observing the battle, continuing to cheer for their companion Ju Jiao, hoping he would defeat Li Yi.

At this moment, the giant called Ju Jiao was panting like an ox, his heart pounding violently like a muffled drum, his body sweating profusely, his physical energy drained to its limit by Li Yi. However, his eyes were bloodshot, and he still roared while waving his fists; although his punches were no longer as powerful as before, his momentum had increased.

It seemed he was undergoing a transformation in the midst of the battle.

But it wasn’t just him transforming; Li Yi was also undergoing an unprecedented transformation amidst the extreme ordeal. His spirit had gathered to a point as his Qi-Blood dried up and his body was brought to the brink of collapse. At the moment he was about to fall, Li Yi had a flash of enlightenment, as if blessed by divine light, and the seated soul within him on the Lotus Platform, forming a Dharma Seal with his hands, was suddenly activated. With the delivery of a punch, it also struck out in unison.

This punch unleashed a torrent of pent-up spirit that had been nurtured within him for a long time.

Li Yi’s punch carried his spirit, forging a Fist Mark, as if Buddha himself had descended upon the world, purifying humanity, or as if an enraged Vajra was about to overturn the mortal realm, breaking barriers, and defeating demons.

The Fist Intent.

This was the Fist Intent that Martial Artists of the Four Seas and Eight Continents pursued their whole lives.

Li Yi never expected to cultivate his own Fist Intent today, and once manifested, every strike could shake the soul and terrify the brave. If a person with a feeble will were stricken by this Fist Intent, their mind would instantly collapse, they would faint on the spot, and their life would be haunted by nightmares thereafter due to the influence of the Fist Intent.

Even a strong warrior like Ju Jiao, after being hit by a punch with Fist Intent, couldn’t help but stumble backward.

In truth, what retreated was not his body, but his spirit, his soul.

Because your body is controlled by your soul, and when your soul is overwhelmed and retreats, this reaction will also be transmitted to your body, leading to a simultaneous downfall.

If your will is strong and your soul unyielding, you can also manifest power beyond your limits, fight against strong enemies, and even after bodily death, you can stand tall, creating miracles.

"Pff!"

After being repelled, Ju Jiao’s momentum was suppressed by Li Yi’s Fist Intent; his spirit, which was still able to fight, instantly collapsed, and he spurted out fresh blood. His tall frame lost all support and collapsed heavily to the ground, fainting on the spot.

"Ju Jiao!"

His companions urgently shouted, rushing forward to tend to the wounds, administer precious healing medicine, and do their best to save his life.

At this moment, Li Yi was gasping for air, his body creaking as if falling apart, but in the end, he had won against his opponent.

But...

His gaze shifted to his surroundings.

The other few had already been defeated, and only he was still desperately holding on. However, Good Wings was still there. If he rode Good Wings and relied on the sharpness of the Fei Mu Needle, perhaps he could carve a bloody path to escape and survive. Of course, the price would be certain death for Jiang Mingtian, Hu Fei, and Zhao Fangji.

"Release them, and I can offer compensation. I will leave this place and never appear again."

Li Yi finally abandoned the idea of forging a bloody path and instead mustered his energy, trying to negotiate with these people.

"My name is Ju Jiao; I am their leader. You trespassed on the sanctified burial ground of the gods, committing a taboo. How to punish you will depend on the will of the village High Priest. However, you have defeated Zhong Chi, and that is commendable. I give you a chance: take a punch from me, and if you can stand afterward, I will let you go."

This man named Ju Jiao, after saying this, grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, then put down the greatsword in his hand. In a flash, his nearly three-meter-tall figure appeared in front of Li Yi.

A huge shadow enveloped him, making Li Yi’s hairs stand on end and sending his soul into frenzied warning.

Without time to react, a fist was already striking toward him.

Too fast.

This man was simply not on the same level as the one named Zhong Chi from before. Were he in the Golden Academy, he would at least be a mighty warrior at the Spirit Power Realm. It wouldn’t matter even if Li Yi were at his peak, let alone now that he had been pushed to the brink of physical exhaustion.

Bang!

The punch landed on Li Yi. Even wearing his transcendental metal armor, he was blasted away like a cannonball.

Wow!

Shaken by the blow, his blood spurted out as the overbearing force left a huge Fist Mark on his armor.

Li Yi had already fainted before hitting the ground, his body then crashed through countless trees, flying hundreds of meters away before falling to a spot and finally becoming silent.

"Pick him up and bring him back to the village along with the others," Ju Jiao said, then turned around, pulled out the greatsword from the ground, and turned his attention to Good Wings.

At this moment, Good Wings was restless and uneasy, but seeing Li Yi captured, it exploded with ferocity, issuing a cry, flapping its wings, and moving. Its massive form left trailing afterimages in front of everyone, then its gigantic beak swooped down in attack.

Unexpectedly, this swift strike capable of cracking transcendental armor was dodged by the man named Ju Jiao, who then stretched out his strong arm and gripped Good Wings’ neck. With just one forceful move, the six-meter-tall mutant beast was pinned to the ground.

With Ju Jiao pinning down the mutant beast, his overpowering strength made it impossible to break free. Then, he signaled with his hand, and an old-looking short knife was handed to him.

Clearly, this giant man was prepared to plunge the knife into Good Wing’s heart, a grim deed aimed at extracting its heart and blood.

As Good Wings sensed the danger, it cried out and struggled, stirring up a storm around it, but this was to no avail. Ju Jiao seemed used to such practices, or maybe he had hunted mutant beasts like Good Wings before, and this one was just more youthful and therefore less of a threat.

Just as he was about to make a move.

Suddenly.

A loud boom echoed from a distant canyon.

It was Li Yi’s thunderbolt war machine self-destructing.

But the massive explosion echoed within the canyon, causing some anomalies to occur.

In just an instant, the sky above the canyon was covered with dark clouds, and streaks of golden lightning intertwined constantly, striking down with madness.

The silver-bodied giant Roc, now dirty and disheveled from the self-destruction, was frantically flapping its wings to flee, turning into a silver glow as it quickly tried to escape, not wanting to linger there.

But soon, a golden lightning bolt, as if with a will of its own, arced in mid-air, making a turn and striking it instantly.

The silver giant Roc let out a mournful cry as it fell from the sky, struck dead on the spot.

The golden lightning continued unabated, striking down as if to erase all life within the canyon, with the only exception being the tree bearing silver fruit, which remained unstruck.

This scene was witnessed by everyone in the forest, and even Ju Jiao, the leader, was momentarily stunned.

"Has the wrath of the gods not yet subsided? Quick, leave this place, do not draw attention, or we too shall die," he urged, not daring to kill Good Wings at this moment, fearing that hunting it now might bring disaster. Instead, he released Good Wings and promptly let his people swiftly retreat from the canyon.

But their direction was not into the depth of the dense forest, but rather eastward.