The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 316: The Dark Brake Fist Demon

Chapter 316: Chapter 316: The Dark Brake Fist Demon

"Hiss—"

Seeing the white-robed man being blasted away, the monks all sucked in a breath of cold air, their gazes toward the Cat People warrior spirits filled with dread.

Even Immortal Realm powerhouses were sent flying, so for these cannon fodder to step up would be a death sentence!

However, Wang Yan’s face became increasingly pale; obviously, the stronger the Cat People warrior spirits appeared, the greater his burden.

But this battle was about the fate of the Cat People Clan, and Wang Yan couldn’t care about that now.

"Blade of the War God, unbreakable as diamond!"

The Cat People War God roared, wielding the giant sword once again, as the blade’s beam, condensed from demonic energy, split the earth. The entire prairie began to shake violently, soil flying everywhere, with monks being blasted into pieces, screams rising, making for a terrifying scene beneath the clear sky.

Wang Yan had no mercy, for he knew that today it wasn’t these monks who died, it was the Cat People Clan.

"Our ancestors, it’s not that your descendants wish to break the sacred agreement. It’s the Human Clan that has forced us into a corner!"

Wang Yan thought sorrowfully in his heart. At this moment, Cat People began to fall behind him. The art of the warrior spirit was a racial spell that greatly consumed demonic power and energy; the more Cat People who activated this technique, the stronger the warrior spirit became.

The white-robed man who had been previously sent flying by the warrior spirit flew back again. He thrust his Trident into the void, unleashing a white stream of force that was unstoppable, tearing through the air, a sight that caused the Cat People’s expressions to drastically change.

Boom—

The stream of force collided with the Cat People warrior spirit, bright light erupting, and the warrior spirit began to tremble. An Immortal Realm powerhouse going all out was indeed powerful, pushing all the Cat People back, as soil flew horizontally.

Over a hundred thousand monks, watching this unfold, couldn’t help but swallow. Their looks toward the white-robed man were filled with admiration.

A single person shaking the entire Cat People Clan, to witness this firsthand was thrilling, let alone just the thought of it.

Wang Yan’s eyes turned red. If this were the past, not to mention Immortal Realm, even True Immortal Realm powerhouses would be nothing in the eyes of the Cat People Clan.

A tiger fallen on flat ground is bullied by dogs!

Boom!

The Cat People warrior spirit shook all over, dispersing the stream of force before slashing with a sword at the white-robed man.

"Eh?"

Just then, a surprised voice suddenly sounded, and before it could finish, the sword beam of the Cat People warrior spirit inexplicably dissipated, and the noise on the prairie came to an abrupt halt.

The white-robed man’s face changed, and he looked up in horror to see a black dot appear in the high sky, gradually enlarging into a gigantic black fist, mountainous in size, leaving over a hundred thousand monks and tens of thousands of Cat People wide-eyed.

What kind of power is this...

A sense of despair began to rise in their hearts, especially among the Cat People.

Wang Yan collapsed to the ground, a seasoned warrior of the second layer of Immortal Realm himself, he recognized the origin of the gigantic black fist at a glance.

"Black Destructor Fist Demon!"

The white-robed man exclaimed, "How did the Black Destructor Sect get here!"

The moment these words came out, over a hundred thousand monks stirred into an uproar.

The Black Destructor Sect, one of the nine great powers of the Demonic Dao!

The Black Destructor Fist Demon is a supremely powerful being that commands fear far and wide!

With a loud boom!

The gigantic black fist landed on the Cat People warrior spirit, directly dispersing it and causing tens of thousands of Cat People to spit blood and collapse, their vitality fading.

The prairie within ten thousand meters caved in as if struck by an earthquake, throwing even over a hundred thousand monks onto the ground in chaos.

"To think it’s the Cat People Clan, tsk tsk, it seems my luck isn’t bad!"

A chilling and arrogant voice suddenly exploded, ringing in the monks’ ears. The white-robed man, scared out of his wits, immediately turned tail and fled, flying out a thousand meters in an instant.

The ability to strike terror into an Immortal Realm powerhouse revealed the terrifying nature of this mysterious person who called himself Qi Tianxin.

Whoosh—

A streak of black light tore across the sky at a speed that no one had time to react to, penetrating the forehead of the man in the white robe. His pupils constricted, and his face was filled with disbelief and despair.

Strange black lines spread from the blood hole on the man’s forehead across his entire body, swiftly draining his life force. When the black lines covered him completely, there was a loud bang, and his body exploded, splattering flesh and blood.

An Immortal Realm powerhouse was killed in seconds!

—Whoosh

The entire grassland erupted into chaos, with over a hundred thousand cultivators scattering in all directions like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree.

"The alliance leader is dead, run for your lives!"

"The Black Destructor Sect is here, the plan has failed, retreat quickly!"

"Is that the strength of the Black Destructor Fist Demon? It’s terrifying..."

"Why would the Black Destructor Fist Demon come here?"

"Save me!"

Screams and cries for help rose from the grassland, making people’s skin crawl.

Seeing their enemies in such disarray, the Cat People Clan was not pleased; instead, they all sat paralyzed with ashen faces.

They had already found it difficult to resist the man in the white robe, and now with Qi Tianxin, the Black Destructor Fist Demon who was over a hundred times stronger, they truly had no hope of survival.

The fearsome reputation of the Black Destructor Fist Demon in the Demonic Dao was second only to An Yansha of the Abyss Sect.

Both loved to torture their enemies.

Soon, the figure of Qi Tianxin, the Black Destructor Fist Demon, appeared; he wore a set of purple brocade clothes, had a slender build, and though his face was not handsome, his wicked smile was unforgettable.

Qi Tianxin levitated a kilometer in the air, looking down at the Cat People below, his eyes brimming with greed.

"The strongest battle force of the ancient Human Clan, I never expected so many would still be left."

Qi Tianxin murmured to himself, even licking his lips in the process, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Although the Cat People Clan’s information had spread widely around the Langya Mountain Range, it hadn’t truly spread in the Demonic Dao, which was naturally due to the joint suppression by various Clan powers.

"Chieftain, what should we do now?"

A burly Cat Person asked Wang Yan nervously, who, upon hearing the question, replied with a wry smile, "What else can we do? Let’s end our own lives."

"Father!"

Just then, Wang Xue’s voice suddenly rang out. Wang Xue was seen flying from the sky, with Qin Jun and the others sitting on the clouds right behind her, as for the juvenile Cat People, they were lagging behind. Lei Zhenzi had sensed that a great battle was taking place here, which is why they had split from the group and hurried over.

"Xue’er, what are you doing here? Run away!"

Upon seeing Wang Xue’s figure, Wang Yan immediately panicked, got up, and shouted.

As Qi Tianxin saw Wang Xue, his eyes lit up instantaneously, and he exclaimed with admiration, "I never imagined my luck would be so good to encounter such a beauty."

The moment he saw Wang Xue, a voracious desire to possess her surged within him!

With that thought, he reached out to grab her. His demonic energy dispersed, coalescing into a massive black hand that reached for Wang Xue.

"Hmph! How dare you!"

Lei Zhenzi snorted coldly, slapping with his right hand. A bolt of profound lightning shot over Wang Xue’s head, scattering the black giant hand, and the resulting explosion was deafening. The strong wind caused Wang Xue’s silver hair to flutter; she didn’t turn her head, but flew straight toward Wang Yan.

Qi Tianxin’s brow furrowed as he instinctively glanced at Qin Jun and the others, his gaze locking with Lei Zhenzi’s eyes, giving him a start.

"Who might you be, sir?"

Qi Tianxin asked with a salute, his tone grave. The profound lightning had easily shattered his spell, showing that Lei Zhenzi was no ordinary power, and crucially, he couldn’t see through Lei Zhenzi’s cultivation level.

He couldn’t see through the cultivation levels of not only Qin Jun but also Old Man Yi and Yuan Hong.