The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 262 Crush
Seeing that its Sky-Splitting Claw had been met head-on by the opponent, the serpent's dark yellow pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

The muscles on his face, covered in bone armor, twitched involuntarily, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Not long ago, his opponent could only flee from him like a stray dog, and even a casual strike from him required all his strength to defend against. Now, he could so easily catch his Sky-Splitting Claw! This completely overturned his understanding.

How could there be such a huge improvement in such a short time?

Zha Hui felt a tightness in his throat, and an indescribable anxiety rose from the bottom of his heart.

Even experts of the same level as him have to avoid the sharpness of his Sky-Splitting Claw. What makes a little bastard who has just advanced to the Transcendent Realm so special?
He stared intently at the golden aura flowing around Qin Ye, the light like liquid gold flowing across his skin.

What alarmed him even more was the dark flames emanating from beneath the opponent's lava-like body. The flames seemed capable of devouring light, and the energy contained within them stirred a long-forgotten sense of dread in him.

If he remembered correctly, not long ago, the flames on the other person's body were purple, and there was no gilded halo around them.
For the first time, Zha Hui's voice wavered, and the bones in his throat rubbed against each other, making a piercing sound: "What kind of opportunity did you obtain in the void?"

Qin Ye twirled his sword, the tip slicing through the air and creating a trail of black flames that lingered in the air like a wound torn through space.

His indifferent tone carried a hint of mockery, his eyes, blazing with black flames, staring directly at Zahui:
"What, are you scared?"

Zha Hui's expression shifted between light and dark. He suddenly realized a terrifying fact: the human before him no longer seemed to be an ant that he could manipulate at will.

This fueled his anger and frustration.

"Playing tricks!" he suddenly shouted, stomping his foot so that visible ripples appeared in the air. "Even if you've obtained some incredible opportunity, you won't leave here alive today!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Zha Hui, and a deep, dark light flowed like liquid across his entire exoskeleton.

He appeared in front of Qin Ye in the blink of an eye, his fist covered in hideous bone armor slamming down with a suffocating pressure.

At the market dock, the various alien races near the edge of the void quickly retreated to avoid being affected by the aftershocks.

This included figures like Master Lu Jin. Although they had vowed to help, they were not even qualified to watch the battle up close, let alone intervene, in a battle of this magnitude.

The old master's beard swayed violently in the turbulent energy flow, his face filled with shock and awe.

His former rivals are now only to be looked up to.

Zha Hui's attack was shimmering with a ghostly light. Even before his fist had fully landed, a terrifying corrosive aura had already spread like a tide.

Wherever it passed, the fragments of the world floating in the void melted away, turning into specks of ghostly light that vanished like burning scraps of paper.

The force of the punch also caused space to twist.

This is only possible in a high-level plane like the void. If it were in a low-level plane like the Otherworld or the Naruto world, the space itself would probably be corroded and shattered by this punch.

In the Naruto world, it's estimated that apart from the Sage of Six Paths, no one could withstand this punch, not even the Susanoo-clad Buddha.

Before mastering the power of the soul, Qin Ye could only evade and flee from such an attack. At that time, he was a typical example of someone with high attack but low defense, like a sharp knife with a fragile scabbard.

Now, his physique has become terrifyingly strong, even stronger than body cultivators among the same level of Void alien races.

Furthermore, the amplification of the Soul's Resoluteness caused the strength of the Flame Soul state to increase exponentially.

The qualitative change resulting from this dual support is far beyond what can be described simply as 1+1.

Suddenly, Qin Ye was enveloped in a violent black and red energy, which intertwined perfectly with the original black flames, swaying and rising like flames from the abyss. This was a characteristic of opening the third gate of the Eight Gates Formation.

At the same time, the black flames surrounding his body suddenly surged dozens of feet, and the intense heat scorched the incoming corrosive aura with a hissing sound.

Qin Ye did not retaliate with Thousand Blades, as the outdated materials of Thousand Blades could not withstand such a clash.

The fist, shrouded in black flames and gleaming with a golden sheen, was unleashed fiercely at the serpent.

In an instant, the black flames that had spread around the area contracted and converged towards the center of the fist. The compressed black flames formed a miniature black hole-like vortex, attempting to suck in a person's soul.

Kong——

As black flames burst forth, a resounding ethereal sound exploded in the void. All the spectators clearly heard the sound of bones breaking within it, a sound as crisp and piercing as if ancient ice had been shattered by a heavy hammer.

Then the alien races saw a figure wrapped in black ribbons crash into a fragment of a star nearly ten thousand meters in diameter, like a meteorite.

The shockwave generated by the impact spread in a ring, shattering the star into pieces on the spot, with countless fragments scattering and flying in the void.

As the blooming black flames gradually subsided, Qin Ye's figure reappeared.

He stood firmly in the void, the black flames swirling around him making him appear like an ancient demon god, unmoving.

Flaming black hair danced wildly in the turbulent energy flow, and shattered stars were reflected in his golden pupils.

This confrontation was a complete rout.

At this moment, the alien races watching the battle realized that what had been smashed away was actually the Zha Hui of the Bone-Eating Clan!
This discovery shocked them greatly.

Although the Bone-Eating Clan is not a top-tier clan in the Void, in terms of physique alone, they are a truly formidable race.

The entire clan are born body refiners. Children in the clan can tear through refined steel with their bare hands at birth, and adults can fight star beasts in the void with their bare hands. In the ranking of physical strength among the myriad races in the void, the Bone Erosion Clan can definitely be ranked among the top 100.

But now, Zha Hui, who had reached the Transcendent Realm, suffered a crushing defeat in a head-on clash, against a human who had just advanced to the next level.
There are differences between different levels of enlightenment; the difference between the higher and lower levels is like heaven and earth.

It should be noted that Zha Hui has been at the Transcendent Realm for at least several hundred years. These hundreds of years of accumulation should have made him invincible among those of the same level.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

Humans, is this another chosen one?

This idea spread like a plague through the minds of all the alien races.

Although the human race has long been suppressed by other races, it seems as if the human race is favored by the void, as a person with exceptional talent always emerges every now and then.

Even if other alien races deliberately suppress and stifle them, this race is like a seed in a wildfire, impossible to kill or extinguish, and some will always grow up to become the strongest in their own right.

Then these powerful human beings, who grow up to be the strongest, will in turn protect their fellow human beings who are struggling to survive in the cracks, so that they are not wantonly destroyed by other alien races.

This cycle continues generation after generation, and humanity has managed to survive to this day despite being targeted by all other races.

This phenomenon both infuriated and compelled the powerful figures of all races to admire it.

It's not that they don't want to completely exterminate humanity.

However, firstly, the human race has little to gain and is extremely poor; secondly, although there are not many supreme humans, they have a natural advantage, an advantage that makes other races wary.

That means having no home.

These supreme human beings have no fixed abode and travel between different realms.

If any alien race were to break off relations and send its powerful members to massacre lower-ranking humans, then these human powerhouses would become the most troublesome avengers.

They won't confront the powerful alien races head-on; instead, they'll invade their territory, wreak havoc, and turn the world upside down.

The aftershocks of the battle alone would be enough to annihilate countless low-ranking clansmen.

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose. This loss is immeasurable, and no other race can afford it.

After all, no powerful race is willing to sacrifice the future of its own people for the annihilation of a weak race that poses no threat to them.

Over time, the strongest beings of each race tacitly abide by an unwritten rule.

They will not personally participate in the slaughter of lower-level humans, but they choose to watch the battles between people of the same realm with indifference.

Even the strongest human race, unable to defeat those of the same realm and thus killed, had nothing to say and dared not be the first to break off relations.

After all, they are still at a disadvantage. If the alien race really fights recklessly, they can only retreat and avoid confrontation.

Deep within the shattered star, the serpent struggled to move its body, its broken bone armor rubbing against each other with a grating sound.

When he finally crawled out of the ruins, his miserable appearance made the aliens in the distance gasp in shock.

Half of his body had almost collapsed, his proud exoskeleton was mostly shattered, and dark green blood seeped from the wound like viscous tree sap.

His right arm hung limply, the flesh from his fist to his elbow completely gone, and tiny flames still flickered on the charred bones burned black by the flames.

In Zha Hui's dark yellow eyes, which were burning with rage, the pupils contracted violently to the size of pinpoints, revealing not only anger but also undisguised horror.

He never imagined that he would be so utterly defeated by a junior human.

Suddenly, he felt a blur before his eyes, and the figure that made him wary appeared in front of him without him noticing.

With a roar, Zha Hui instantly curled his remaining left hand into a claw, with profound energy clinging to it, and swung it out with the force to tear through space.

However, the next second, he only saw a black streak of light flash by at an extremely fast speed, which exceeded the limits of visual perception, as if time had broken down at that moment.

Then he felt a numbness in his arm, accompanied by a tooth-grinding cracking sound as his left arm was severed at the root.

"what!!!"

The serpent's cries of pain were mixed with a wild, raging roar.

He endured the excruciating pain and tried to resist, but Qin Ye turned slightly and delivered a whip kick with an unpredictable trajectory that struck him heavily in the face.

The force of the blow was so great that Zha Hui's face caved in instantly, and he was slammed back onto the surface of the shattered star like a rag doll.

The already fragmented planet suffered further damage, with large chunks of celestial debris disintegrating upon impact.

Qin Ye reversed his grip on the Thousand Blades and thrust it downwards, piercing the Fiend's back and pinning it to the Shattered Star. The blade was completely submerged, leaving only the hilt trembling slightly outside.

Even after suffering such a severe blow, this tenacious alien race did not die. It continued to roar and struggle, and the terrifying force caused the shattered stars beneath it to continuously crumble.

Qin Ye's face was grim. He raised his right foot and stomped heavily on Zha Hui's spine, pressing down with even greater force and forcibly suppressing its struggles.

The once invincible Bone-Eating Clan's Transcendent Realm expert is now like an insect nailed to a specimen board.

Now the roles have reversed; what was once a life that could be crushed can now be crushed.

The energy contained in the primordial runes far exceeded expectations, and with the combined enhancement of the Eight Gates Formation and the Flame Soul state, his close combat ability reached a terrifying level.

As Qin Ye unleashed his punches, jet-black flames exploded on Zha Hui's body, mixed with fragments of starlight, resembling clusters of eerie fireworks.

In the void, the booming sounds and the agonizing screams of shattering bones filled the air, as if a symphony was being played.

In the distant void, the other two Bone-Eating Clan Transcendent Realm experts could no longer maintain their composure and were about to rush over to rescue Zha Hui.

However, Qiu Tingnan and Ye Mo stopped them.

At this moment, their roles have been reversed; those who were once blocked are now blocking others.

Qiu Tingnan's long, slender legs resembled two swimming dragons, kicking out alternately, drawing countless dazzling streaks of light in the air, each step bursting with brilliant light beneath his feet.

The Bone-Eating Clan member in front of her was extremely annoyed by her beautiful legs, and his exoskeleton was being kicked so hard that it was difficult to break through for the time being.

Ye Mo wielded his Dragon Coil Spear with unparalleled sharpness, his spear intent forcing the Bone-Eating Clan experts to retreat repeatedly.

His spear was forged from source material ingots, making it not only incredibly hard but also greatly enhancing the user's spiritual energy. Even the Bone-Eating Clan, with their powerful physiques covered by exoskeletons, dared not directly confront the sharpness of this divine weapon.

The focus shifted back to Qin Ye.

The shattered star, with a diameter of 10,000 meters, had completely disintegrated, turning into countless tiny fragments floating in the void.

At the center of these fragments, Qin Ye, surrounded by black and red energy flames, held a long sword stained with blood in one hand and a mangled body in the other.

That was the only remaining remains of the Zha Hui, with only a cracked spine covered in bits of flesh connecting the head to the body; the rest of the body had long since turned to ashes in the ferocious attack.

Zha Hui's eyes were tightly closed, and he was no longer breathing. His once arrogant face was now only deathly still, and he died peacefully.

Qin Ye flicked his hand, sending the mangled body of Zha Hui flying toward the Bone-Eating Clan expert who was locked in combat with Qiu Tingnan.

The latter's expression hardened, and he retreated rapidly.

However, the next second, Qin Ye appeared behind him. A flash of dark light, and a head flew up, blood splattering in the air.

Qiu Tingnan watched the Bone-Eating Clan corpse fall into the endless void and slowly lowered his raised, slender legs.

She looked at Qin Ye, opened her mouth, but for a moment didn't know what to say.

When they first met, she simply thought that this young man had good talent and that, given time, he might become a backbone of the human race.

However, the other party's current growth rate has completely exceeded her expectations.

What's even more embarrassing is that when Qin Ye said he wanted to repay her favor, she found it funny, but now, this 'junior' is already able to instantly kill enemies of the same level as her.

This gave her a slightly confused feeling, since the other party was originally someone at the same level as her.

"What level of cultivation are you at?"

"I don't know either." Qin Ye shook his head. There was a lot of power in his body, and it was really hard to distinguish it according to the Void Realm level.

Qiu Tingnan nodded, not feeling that Qin Ye was just being perfunctory.

This straightforward woman turned and headed straight for Ye Mo.

Qin Ye followed closely behind, leaving only a trail of gradually dissipating black flames.

Under the combined attack of the three, the last Bone-Eating Clan expert was powerless to resist and was beheaded by Qin Ye in a short time.

In a short period of time, Qin Ye killed three Transcendent Realm experts in succession, which made the various races watching the battle gasp in astonishment.

The human race, which was originally considered doomed to defeat, actually achieved a reversal with such overwhelming force.

(End of this chapter)