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Chapter 245 Reaching the Summit, Battle at the Peak (5K)

Beneath the white clouds, dozens of figures stood proudly, overlooking the entire scene; they were none other than Jue Wuya and his companions.

While the power of ten thousand kinds of elemental energy is indeed terrifying, it is nothing to them.

However, their faces all showed solemnity. What concerned them was not the power of the ten thousand kinds of Yuan energy, but Su Chen, who had not yet appeared.

Before even showing his face, Su Chen displayed an unparalleled domineering aura. No one could guarantee that these ten thousand kinds of Yuan Power were his full strength.

"Could this person be the second Master Wanhua?"

An uncontrollable thought surfaced, causing Jue Wuya's heart to tighten.

He did not live through the time of Master Wanhua, but he learned of Master Wanhua's prowess from his elders and sect records.

Putting aside everything else, the sheer number of 100,000 kinds of elemental power alone is enough to dominate for a time.

If Su Chen truly cultivates 100,000 kinds of Yuan Power, then his 50,000 kinds of Yuan Power are like a small witch compared to a great witch, completely insignificant in comparison.

"Hmph, you cowardly rat hiding your head and tail. Since you're up there, I'll see what you're capable of!"

After a moment's hesitation, Jue Wuya's eyes flashed like lightning, and his body surged with boundless Yuan Power, pulling him straight up. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the clouds, forming a stark contrast with the group of martial artists who were still struggling below.

"And me!" Jian Wuxiao transformed into a sharp sword, piercing through the clouds and soaring straight upwards.

The remaining dozen or so unaffected martial artists, seeing that Jue Wuya and Jian Wuxiao had both soared into the clouds, immediately did not hesitate and each used their own methods to rise into the air against the force of ten thousand kinds of Yuan power.

"Let's go up too!"

Zu Peng looked puzzled, left a sentence, and then eagerly jumped up.

His heart trembled slightly, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

There's no mistake, this fluctuation is the fluctuation of the Myriad Powers Technique.

Su Chen has mastered the Myriad Powers Technique!

The first to arrive at the clouds was not Jue Wuya, but Jian Wuxiao. He stood atop the mountain peak with ten thousand swords soaring into the sky, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

At a glance, he spotted the blurry figure hidden in the clouds, standing atop the mountain peak, calmly gazing at him.

Next to arrive was Shi Tianyi of the Spirit Demon Sect.

With a gentle flap of its massive wings, the Golden Cloud Eagle unleashed a gust of wind that swept towards Su Chen, dispersing all the clouds and mist around him.

Then, Jue Wuya from the Eight Desolations Palace, Jie Wuyou from the Corpse Puppet Sect, Yin Sisi from the Xuan Yin Sect, Bei Xiaotian from the Yuanbing Pavilion, Nie Long from the Dragon Elephant Sect, and others arrived one after another.

As the clouds and mist dissipated, they all turned their gazes toward the figure atop the mountain peak, their expressions varied.

"Su Chen, I didn't expect you to hide here." Jue Wuya said coldly, and anyone could hear the anger in his voice.

They were engaged in fierce combat below, but Su Chen didn't utter a single word on the mountaintop, wasting their precious time.

This was unacceptable to them, who were the pride of heaven. Now that they had met Su Chen, they were determined to get their revenge on him.

"hide?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen's expression froze for a moment, then he shook his head and chuckled.

After leaving that line of words at the foot of the mountain, he arrived at the summit, where he cultivated while waiting for the arrival of the martial artists.

Since the Myriad Power Technique was still a little short of being perfected, Su Chen deliberately released his Yuan Power to buy time.

This was also to prevent some ungrateful martial artists from reaching the top, so as not to waste his time.

Unexpectedly, even though he had almost finished cultivating the Myriad Powers Technique, he waited and waited, but no martial artist reached the summit.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to it at the time, but focused on cultivating the Myriad Powers Technique.

Even after maxing out the progress of the Myriad Powers Technique, not a single martial artist appeared.

Su Chen even wondered if something had gone wrong, causing the martial artists to not know that he was on the mountaintop.

After all, he initially only used a thousand kinds of Yuan Power, which might be too difficult for ordinary Yuan Shen Realm martial artists, but should be easy for sect disciples.

Left with no other option, Su Chen had to extend his spiritual power and prepare to descend the mountain to investigate.

Upon reaching the mountainside, Su Chen heard the sounds of fierce fighting. He quickly discovered that a group of martial artists were besieging three other martial artists.

Upon closer inspection, Su Chen recognized the three martial artists who were being besieged as Zhu Yan, Zu Peng, and Zu Chong.

Seeing that the three were about to be engulfed by the Yuan Power cloud, Su Chen did not hesitate any longer and immediately took action. He used his Yuan Shen power to condense a white cloud, which stopped the attack and also exhausted the Yuan Shen power.

However, he knew that his actions would definitely attract the attention of those martial artists, and it wouldn't be long before they discovered him on the mountaintop.

Therefore, Su Chen was not worried and stood on the mountaintop waiting for everyone to arrive.

Sure enough, Jian Wuxiao and the others appeared shortly afterward.

However, Su Chen couldn't help but find Jue Wuya's words amusing.

A month ago, he might have been the one to avoid.

But a month later, they will be the ones who have to hide!

Su Chen's gaze swept across the area, taking it all in.

There are countless Yuan Shen realm martial artists in the Holy Yuan Kingdom, but only a handful can truly cultivate more than ten thousand perfect-level Yuan power techniques.

At the summit, besides the numerous disciples of the nine major sects, there were only about fifty martial artists.

More and more martial artists arrived at the mountain peak, eyeing Su Chen with predatory intent.

In contrast, Su Chen did not appear flustered; instead, he seemed relaxed and at ease.

"But this time, where can you hide?" Jue Wuya's voice rang out again, his aura becoming sharper.

"Gentlemen, shouldn't we discuss who Su Chen belongs to? After all, there's only one of him," Jian Wuxiao said, his smile more like a grimace.

"No need for discussion, whoever captures Su Chen first gets him!"

By this time, everyone knew that this contest, ostensibly about vying for Su Chen, was actually a competition of strength.

Whoever is stronger will have the right to deal with Su Chen.

No one spoke; everyone wore solemn expressions, radiating an unparalleled and fierce fighting spirit.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, but as time passed, no one took the initiative to make a move.

"Since none of you are going to make a move, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Just then, a voice broke the deadlock, and a martial artist who was close to Su Chen launched the first attack.

He went all out from the start, gathering 15,000 withered yellow leaves with every move, each leaf carrying a kind of primordial energy.

The withered yellow leaves, like a yellow ribbon, floated in mid-air, turning the clouds hundreds of meters high into a pale yellow.

The martial artist let out a soft shout, and in an instant, the power of 15,000 kinds of Yuan energy poured down like a waterfall, forming a prison in Konoha, pressing down on Su Chen with lightning speed.

Su Chen stood still, his eyes deep as water, and slowly raised his palm, slapping it towards the sky above.

This slap, without any powerful fluctuations of Yuan energy, seemed quite ordinary; any martial artist could easily withstand it.

But what the martial artist saw made him break out in a cold sweat.

This seemingly ordinary slap contained the power of thirty thousand different kinds of elemental energy, and each of them was a force that countered his flames.

With just one exchange, the Konoha prison was crushed by a single slap.

Countless withered yellow leaves were thrown into a raging fire, burning to ashes in less than half a second.

With his offensive broken, the once confident martial artist turned deathly pale, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

After eliminating one of them, Su Chen remained calm.

He didn't stop, but continued to raise his palm, searching for a target.

Soon, Su Chen randomly selected ten lucky winners and made his move.

Those martial artists targeted by Su Chen immediately felt as if they were being locked onto by a prehistoric beast, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

clap clap clap!
The slap was equally swift and decisive, and with each strike, a martial artist plummeted from the sky.

No one could withstand his slap.

Just as Su Chen was about to make another move, Jue Wuya, who had been hesitant to move, suddenly stepped forward and appeared in front of him.

"Stop talking nonsense and get started!" Su Chen glanced at Jue Wuya and interrupted his nonsense.

Jue Wuya's mouth, which had just opened, paused slightly, and his eyes flashed with overwhelming anger.

He let out a cold shout, said no more, and transformed all his anger into a fierce attack of Yuan energy.

Jue Wuya opened his palm, and flames leaped within it. The flames quickly took shape and transformed into a furnace.

The oven rose into the air, expanded with the wind, and the fire inside burned fiercely.

This time, Jue Wuya held nothing back, unleashing all 50,000 different types of elemental power.

In less than a few breaths, the furnace reached its limit, and an unparalleled power surged out from it.

The clouds and mist within a radius of 100 meters were instantly evaporated, creating a furnace-like world in the world shrouded in clouds and mist.

"Su Chen, Master Wanhua possesses ten thousand kinds of Yuan Power techniques. As Master Wanhua's successor, I want to see how much of Master Wanhua's essence you have learned, and how many kinds of Yuan Power techniques you have!" Jue Wuya roared, and the furnace slammed down on Su Chen. Su Chen's gaze remained calm, and his unchanging moves failed to bring any novelty to the crowd.

Even when faced with Jue Wuya's terrifying attack, he still slowly raised his palm, his palm swaying slightly, and then unleashed a powerful palm strike.

Yuanli's hand was small, but it appeared extremely realistic, so realistic that it seemed as if someone had really overestimated themselves and slapped a furnace full of flames.

Snapped!
What reached everyone's ears was not the crisp sound of metal clashing, but rather a sound very similar to the sound of Su Chen swatting away the group of martial artists earlier. Then, everyone heard Jue Wuya's surprised voice.

Everyone stared intently, their pupils suddenly contracting.

But the once majestic and imposing furnace was now shaking violently.

A handprint was branded onto the oven at some unknown time, and it was extremely conspicuous.

Even more remarkably, as the oven shook, the mark left by the slap grew larger and larger.

Finally, the oven emitted a soft clicking sound.

Immediately, like a dam releasing water, cracks spread out and covered the furnace body in an instant.

With a bang, the oven suddenly exploded.

What's terrifying is that although the oven exploded, the flames inside remained unmoved.

It was as if an invisible force was suppressing the eruption of flames.

The crowd vaguely saw an invisible hand grasp the ball of flame, and in an instant, it crushed the flame completely.

"what?"

Jue Wuya was shocked. He was severely injured and his aura immediately weakened.

He stared wide-eyed at Su Chen, unable to believe that his furnace-like power had been broken by Su Chen in less than a breath.

Su Chen acted as if he had done something insignificant, without revealing the slightest emotion.

To his slight surprise, Jue Wuya actually withstood his slap.

But it doesn't matter. He can block this slap, but he'll have another one. Let's see how many slaps Jue Wuya can withstand.

"Again!" Su Chen said softly, and his palm flew towards Jue Wuya.

Jue Wuya dared not be careless, for he was well aware of the terrifying power contained in that slap.

He frantically mobilized the Yuan energy within his body, and at the critical moment, he finally managed to dodge Su Chen's slap attack without serious injury.

Less than half a second after surviving the ordeal, he caught a glimpse of Su Chen's rapidly raised hand.

"Gentlemen, follow me and capture this scoundrel!"

Jue Wuya gritted his teeth and shouted at the group of martial artists around him.

The group of martial artists were already shocked by what they saw. They couldn't believe that Jue Wuya couldn't even withstand a slap from Su Chen.

Upon hearing Jue Wuya's shout, the crowd hesitated for only a moment before taking action.

Even Jue Wuya was no match for Su Chen, and none of the people present dared to guarantee that they could defeat Su Chen in a one-on-one fight.

The best approach is to act together.

Although Su Chen is strong and can block Jue Wuya alone, he may not be able to block everyone.

Even Jian Wuxiao and the others hesitated for a moment before becoming eager to try.

"Haha, Su Chen, you cultivate Yuan Power Martial Path, while I cultivate Pure Yang Martial Path. Let's have a competition and see who goes further on the path of martial arts!"

Su Chen's display of divine power provoked Nie Long, who let out a long roar and rushed out to block Jue Wuya's path.

With a single punch, the violent power caused the air to tremble, and wherever the fist passed, signs of spatial distortion could be faintly seen.

boom!
The clash of fists and palms unleashed a terrifying force comparable to the collision of mountains, sweeping in all directions and startling the heavens and earth.

The massive shockwave caused all the martial artists who had made the move to pause in their tracks, and then they were forced to retreat uncontrollably.

"And me too." Seeing Nie Long make his move, Bei Xiaotian of Yuanbing Pavilion couldn't help but reveal his divine weapon as well.

Upon seeing the crowd surrounding him, Su Chen burst into laughter: "Haha, all of you come at me at once!"

His powerful voice pierced the sky, displaying his domineering presence.

Under the pressure from the crowd, Su Chen was not afraid at all; instead, it aroused his burning fighting spirit.

At this moment, Shi Tianyi stepped onto the golden cloud eagle and rose into the air, his voice like thunder: "Shi Tianyi of the Spirit Demon Sect, who cultivates the Demon Martial Path, welcomes your expert skills!"

Chirp.

With a sharp cry, the Golden Cloud Eagle spread its steel-like wings, carrying an aura of vastness and sharpness, and surged forward in a mighty wave.

"Sword Master Jian Wuxiao of the Sword Sect, cultivates the Yuan Tai martial arts!" Jian Wuxiao roared to the sky, transforming into a giant sword.

The giant sword was composed of countless smaller swords. At his command, all the swords rang out in unison, forming a long river of sharp swords that shot out.

Yuanbingge Bei Xiaotian was not to be outdone. He flipped his ancient halberd, and a vast aura of divine weapon spread out, tearing the air apart beneath it.

He roared, "Bei Xiaotian of Yuanbing Pavilion, a practitioner of Divine Weapon Martial Arts, please enlighten me!"

"And there's Jie Wuyou from my Corpse Puppet Sect, who cultivates the Corpse Martial Arts and possesses eighteen Corpse Puppets at the Power Realm, forming the Eighteen Corpse Puppet Grand Formation!"

"Yin Sisi of the Xuan Yin Sect cultivates the martial arts of Qi and Blood!"

"Wang Pi of the Ziyang Sect cultivates the Yuan Power Martial Dao!"

"..."

In mid-air, the voices of the crowd rose and fell like thunder.

Beneath this overwhelming thunderclap came wave after wave of extremely violent attacks, each a different yet incredibly powerful martial arts technique.

Every martial art is like a beacon, illuminating a corner of the sky.

Surrounded by the Ten Directions Martial Arts, Su Chen's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and his fighting spirit was about to erupt like a volcano.

"Alright, let me experience your martial arts!"

He roared, and with each word he spoke, his aura surged several times over. In the end, an aura that surpassed all things burst forth.

Having witnessed so much martial arts, he did not end the battle with a single move.

Instead, he used all the martial arts he had learned in his life to prove his martial arts philosophy.

Purple Source Skill, Nirvana Draw Sword Technique, Vajra Iron Shirt...

He gathered his physical strength and unleashed a slap, meeting the Dragon Elephant Power of Nie Long from the Dragon Elephant Sect.

He then unleashed the divine weapon, the Heaven-Severing Blade, displaying its power against the overwhelming force of the Northern Roar of the Yuanbing Pavilion.

Then, using his hand as a blade, he unleashed the Annihilation Blade Drawing Technique to meet the onslaught of ten thousand swords from the Sword Sect's Jian Wuxiao.

He then frantically mobilized his internal energy, engaging in fierce battles with Jue Wuya, Jin Yundiao, Yin Sisi, and the eighteen corpse puppets...

On the mountaintop, the battle was extremely fierce. The overwhelming offensive seemed to shatter space itself, and the ripples created a colorful zone within a radius of a thousand meters.

"Fa, what happened?"

Zu Peng and Zhu Yan, who had caught up, stared blankly at the earth-shattering scene before them, their bodies freezing in mid-air.

"It seems to be my benefactor," Zhu Yan said, licking his dry lips in surprise.

Through the layers of light, Zu Peng spotted a familiar figure: "It's Brother Su! Let's quickly help Brother Su!"

Seeing Su Chen surrounded and attacked, Zu Peng was about to make a move, but Zhu Yan stopped him and shook his head, saying, "Don't rush, watch."

Following the direction Zhu Yan was pointing, Zu Peng was immediately taken aback.

Despite being surrounded, the situation was more complicated than expected. In each exchange, several martial artists lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Judging from the situation, Su Chen was completely dominating and beating everyone up!

What happened next further confirmed his idea.

He watched as Jue Wuya, Jin Yundiao, Yin Sisi, Xie Wuyou, and others were slapped away.

Jian Wuxiao's barrage of ten thousand swords eventually left only one giant sword struggling to hold on.

Meanwhile, Bei Xiaotian's Heaven-Turning Ancient Halberd and the Heaven-Severing Blade fought to a standstill, ultimately resulting in both being severely injured.

Only Nie Long, whose entire body radiated golden light, had the upper hand with the power of the dragon and elephant, and Su Chen's attack did not leave the slightest mark on his golden body.

As the battle drew to a close, under the watchful eyes of the two, Su Chen suddenly roared, unleashing an overwhelming aura that crushed everyone present.

"The power of all things!" Zu Peng exclaimed upon sensing this aura.

This is the myriad forms of power comprehended by cultivating the Myriad Power Technique to its ultimate level, a realm that exists only in books and that even Zu Chong did not reach.

The sight of the bloody scene unfolding before Zu Peng was incredibly shocking.

Even before its full power has been unleashed, it inspires an urge to kneel and submit.

When it was fully revealed, the entire sky trembled.

(End of this chapter)