Chapter 1256: The Joyful Palm Technique

Under the gaze of everyone, the two passed by each other. Happy’s clothes were torn, while the Evil Emperor remained unharmed—clearly, Happy had suffered a slight setback at the hands of the Evil Emperor.
For a moment, tens of thousands of heroes in the Central Plains held their breath, staring at Happy, who stood suspended in midair without taking a single step back, filled with tension.
Just then, Happy spoke, his clear voice carrying far:
“The Dao Heart Demon Sowing Art truly lives up to its reputation!”
Staring intently at the Evil Emperor standing opposite him, Happy’s tone grew even more solemn.
In the brief moment they met, the two had exchanged at least eight attacks!
Only they knew the peril involved.
Concerned about the Evil Emperor’s perfected Dao Heart Demon Sowing Art, Happy immediately activated the “Heavenly Crystal Sword Intent” from his Heavenly Crystal Divine Weapon, boosting his attack power by 28,000 points. Combined with this highly destructive sword intent, he shattered the Evil Emperor’s mental storm in one strike. For the second attack, he unhesitatingly used “Fierce Battle in All Directions” to completely destroy both mental storms.
At such close range, with numerous trump cards at his disposal, Happy thought that by seizing the element of surprise, he could catch the Evil Emperor off guard, break his dominant stance, and undermine his confidence.
But to his utter surprise, the moment the long sword reached his body, the Heavenly Crystal Divine Weapon passed straight through his torso…
In that instant, Happy realized something was wrong and could only activate his vital energy to protect himself, along with techniques like Dragon Coiling, Little Dragon Form, and Dragon Tail Swing. At the same time, he sent out multiple waves of palm winds.
In battles between masters, it’s easier to see each other’s true strength in life-and-death moments…
Unfortunately, the Evil Emperor seemed to have been prepared all along, staying silent and not making any moves, so Dragon Tail Swing failed to have any effect. Moreover, most of the palm winds hitting him were deflected by a strange black protective force, leaving his clothes fluttering calmly without causing him any harm. On the contrary, his usual defensive vital energy field was effortlessly torn apart by the Evil Emperor…
A black glow covered his arms, carrying a strong sense of death, utterly sinister.
Fortunately, the Evil Emperor’s speed in attacking seemed affected by the palm winds, allowing Little Dragon Form to provide some evasion—otherwise, he might have been torn apart on the spot!
A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
…
Although he gained an advantage with one move, the Evil Emperor didn’t show much joy.
Though he had successfully outmaneuvered Dragon Tail Swing and his vital energy field, he was disappointed—there was no scene of him annihilating Happy at lightning speed…

Following the script in his mind, he went all out, even unleashing his fourth-level skill, “Demonic Hand,” yet he failed to kill Happy right there in his palm, right under everyone’s eyes, which was somewhat hard for him to accept.
Moreover…
Happy instantly switched from a sword to his palms and delivered several slaps, the power contained in them barely inferior to the sword energy emitted by the Heavenly Crystal Divine Weapon.
Although lacking the destructive power and formidable sword intent of the Heavenly Crystal Divine Weapon, the dark energy within his palm strikes was layered upon layered, even his “Demonic Body” couldn’t fully ward off its effects.
“Palm techniques?”
Floating in the air with a complex expression, the Evil Emperor gave Happy a deep look. “Master Happy, when did you start practicing palm techniques instead of swordsmanship? How unusual.”
According to the information he had gathered, Happy spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship and the “One Yang Finger.” Such powerful palm techniques already surpassed ordinary martial arts, and their threat even exceeded that of the peerless martial art, the “One Yang Finger,” from the Wu Wei realm.
This discovery shocked the Evil Emperor greatly.
Happy simply didn’t have the time or conditions to master a peerless martial art he wasn’t even aware of…
“…”
The facts before him now forced him to regard Happy even more highly!
This guy…
He could still preserve his strength under such circumstances.
Hearing this, Happy smiled slightly:
“It seems these palm techniques have caught your eye.”
“Hmph.”
The Evil Emperor snorted coldly.
If not for these strange palm techniques, Happy would have died at his hands long ago—by now, the Central Plains should have heard the news that Happy died instantly at his hands.
“The same thing won’t happen a second time in my hands… This time, you won’t get away so easily!”
As he spoke, the sky and earth changed color.
The air was once again filled with a strong sense of tension.
Happy narrowed his eyes in response:
“That’s right. The same thing won’t happen to me twice either.”
Indeed.
Though it was just a brief confrontation, Happy had already gathered a lot of information about the Evil Emperor from the moment he attacked…
The Demonic Body seemed to share similarities with the “Meridians Transformation Scripture” and the “Bone Purification Scripture,” allowing it to generate external forces to counteract external impacts and reduce damage.
The black demonic hands possessed the power to break through barriers, even resisting true life energy fields, but each use consumed a significant amount of internal energy, and their attack speed was slightly slower than ordinary moves.
This information gave Happy confidence.
“Die!”
The two clashed again.
…
The two passed by each other once more.
…
Cough! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Happy didn’t use Wind-Filling the Sky at all; merely by combining the “Morning Sword Technique” and the “Supreme Skill of Heaven and Earth,” he easily deflected all of the Evil Emperor’s attacks. At that moment, the power of the “Supreme Skill of Heaven and Earth” was fully revealed! Although the strength of each palm strike was inferior to that of a single sword strike from the Heavenly Crystal Divine Weapon, delivering over a dozen palm strikes in succession was no small feat. The Evil Emperor, caught off guard, was shaken and forced to retreat dozens of meters in the air before stopping. This time, Happy didn’t give the Evil Emperor any chance to get close, leaving him unharmed. “Great!” “The sect leader is mighty!!” “Sect leader! Kill the Evil Emperor!” On the Central Plains, tens of thousands of soldiers watched the aerial battle with great tension, growing increasingly inspired as they saw Happy gradually turn the tide from a clear disadvantage… Ignoring the cheers and noise around him, Happy fixed his gaze on the Evil Emperor, who had stabilized, thinking to himself how lucky he was… The demonic body created by the “Demonic Seed Method” had astonishing defensive capabilities; even after dozens of palm strikes, its protective barrier remained intact, showing that its defense was even stronger than his own. If it were the “Morning Sword Technique,” it would likely take a long time to even harm the Evil Emperor, not to mention that the Evil Emperor’s own attack speed was fast enough to block any sword energy. But the “Supreme Skill of Heaven and Earth” was incredibly fast—even the Evil Emperor, who had reached perfection in the “Demonic Seed Method,” found it hard to keep up and was easily hit by several palm strikes. “Do you still have some other powerful tricks up your sleeve?” Looking at the Evil Emperor’s pale and grim face, Happy smiled slightly and said, “A hundred strikes have passed. If you don’t use your tricks now, your subordinates will be disappointed.” Of course, Happy wouldn’t forget to tease and strike at the Evil Emperor under such circumstances. The Evil Emperor’s expression grew even darker. By this point, he realized that Happy truly possessed the strength of a master of the Heavenly Dao. Although he kept trying to close the distance and use his speed advantage to launch attacks, Happy’s techniques were no less powerful—Dragon Roar, Fierce Battle in All Directions, and Dragon Form—all preventing him from getting close. As time passed, the Evil Emperor’s face gradually turned red… Earlier, he had firmly told his subordinates that they must kill Happy quickly to establish their dominance and seize the Central Plains in no time. But now, things were not going as planned!… On the walls of Shiva City, a group of elite warriors in bright armor stood by the railing, watching. As the Evil Emperor and Happy clashed again, the expressions of the Yan Wolf group grew increasingly serious and grim. Yan Wolf said gravely, “I knew it. It’s impossible to defeat Happy so easily.”

“The boss said that if we still can’t solve the problem with the first hundred methods, we can proceed with the second plan… Now is the time!”
“Mm.”
Xiao Taohong, Xian Er, and the others nodded in agreement.
Failing to resolve the issue for so long not only embarrassed the Evil Emperor but also increased uncertainties. If they didn’t act now, the tens of thousands of troops from the Central Plains advancing on Yan Town would put even greater pressure on them.
“Activate the Great Banishment Spell!”
“I’ll personally command the Nine-Nine Return to One Formation!”
“Xiao Taohong, Xian Er, each take a group and charge from the left and right flanks…” After a pause, Yan Lang turned to the tall, burly man beside him, armed with a terrifying weapon: “It’s up to you to lead the charge in the center!”
“Leave it to me.”
The man moved his shoulders with a deep voice, effortlessly lifting the heavy weapon weighing a hundred pounds onto his shoulder, his eyes blazing with fierce fighting spirit: “I’ve long heard that Jinxiu Heshan is full of talented people. This time, four outstanding fighters have emerged… I really want to see them in action.”
“Of those four, you can’t touch two of them…” Yan Lang’s eyes flashed as he suddenly gave a warning.
Everyone around was stunned.
“Who?”
“One is called Da She Wan, with a gloomy appearance and skilled in dual swords… The other is Qing Deng Mu Yu, who uses palm techniques…” Yan Lang whispered an explanation: “These two are spies sent by the First Rank Hall inside Jinxiu Heshan.”
“Heh, that woman is really resourceful.”
The man, like a humanoid machine, sneered coldly: “I’ve heard of those two. Da She Wan is ruthless, and Qing Deng Mu Yu is quite strong. Mo Feng and Xuanfeng Xiao Li—one is a loser, the other a novice, defeated by Qing Deng Mu Yu. Jinxiu Heshan is unlucky this time. If those two turn against them, their internal competition will just serve the First Rank Hall. Hehe…”
“Yes.”
Yan Lang nodded thoughtfully: “With two of them working together to disrupt Jinxiu Heshan from within, we’re bound to win this battle!”
He paused briefly before adding, “The Central Plains must already be stirring now!”
“…”
Gathering his focus, Yan Lang ordered decisively, “Go!”
With that, the group leaped off the high city walls simultaneously, diving into the sea of troops outside the city.
…
At the same time, two homing pigeons descended from the sky, landing in the hands of Da She Wan and Qing Deng Mu Yu within Jinxiu Heshan’s formation.
Apart from Xuanfeng Xiao Li and Mo Feng, no one noticed the two quietly taking out the letters.