Chapter 355: The Third Palm Strike

As the powerful palm force dissipated, the space shield that had blocked Ye Feng’s path without any sign of wavering slowly vanished silently, devoid of any ostentation—only a quiet strength that made it impossible to underestimate. After the space shield disappeared, Ye Feng waved his right hand, and several of his clones also vanished.

It could be said that the attacks of Venerable Zi Ji and Ye Feng’s defenses were polar opposites. One was extremely showy, appearing incredibly flashy, and its power indeed matched that display. The other, on the other hand, was extremely low-key—from the moment the attack was launched until it vanished, there was no trace of disturbance. Those who didn’t understand what was going on couldn’t fathom what Ye Feng had done.

If many people thought Ye Feng was lucky when he deflected Venerable Zi Ji’s first attack, then his ability to effortlessly block the second attack, one capable of killing a peak Semi-Deity, was purely a result of his strength.

Among the onlookers, though there weren’t many strong individuals, there were still a few. Not to mention the celestial anomalies caused by Venerable Zi Ji’s massive palm had drawn the attention of many strong warriors from nearby islands. Although they hadn’t arrived in person, they had sent their mental energies to observe this peak-level battle closely.

Those hidden elite warriors and Semi-Deities watching the scene were stunned. Under Venerable Zi Ji’s palm strike, the number of demons who could survive might be less than twenty. As for those who managed to defend themselves without injury, there were probably fewer than five in the entire demon realm—including those old monsters who were cultivating in secret.

Ye Feng challenging Venerable Zi Ji at the peak of the elite tier left many strong warriors wondering if they were hallucinating.

“So strong!” The Third Demon Emperor also widened his eyes. He had originally thought that although Blade Edge could withstand this attack, it wouldn’t be this easy. He believed the space shield could at most absorb eight or nine layers of the palm force, but he never expected it to be so resilient.

Though the outcome was unexpected, the excitement in his eyes grew even stronger. He murmured to himself, “Interesting. I never thought such a genius would appear in the demon realm… It was worth sneaking out just for this…”

“Xiao Bai,” the Third Demon Emperor suddenly lowered his head to look at the little white dog in his arms. “If you were at the peak of the elite tier, could you beat him?”

The little white dog ignored the Third Demon Emperor’s question and simply stared at Ye Feng, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing that the little white dog ignored him, the Third Demon Emperor touched his nose awkwardly and muttered to himself, “Although this Purple Extreme Venerable is only at the peak of a semi-god, his strength is on par with those true gods who possess a divine essence, even approaching the peak of sub-god level… His combat prowess is two levels above Da Yue’s! Such things can only be done by a handful of super divine beasts in the divine realm, thanks to their extraordinary divine powers…”

Hearing this, the little white dog turned back with displeasure and growled at him—a sound far from that of a dog, more like the roar of a massive magical beast from the abyss.

“Hehe, that’s right! What are super divine beasts? Our little White is the strongest!” The Third Demon Emperor immediately smiled broadly upon seeing the dog’s reaction.

The little white dog seemed to dislike its master greatly, turning away to continue watching the fight between the two, not even bothering to glance at the Third Demon Emperor.

“Sigh…” The Third Demon Emperor sighed helplessly before raising his head to watch the combat.

“Haha, you’re quite impressive!” The Purple Extreme Venerable was pleased rather than surprised that Ye Feng had blocked his attack. “In the entire divine realm, at most a dozen people could block my attack unscathed. Now you’re one of them!”

“This Wuji Palm technique was derived from a secret scripture in the divine realm. So far, I only know five forms. The second form alone has a power comparable to that of a sub-god-level warrior in full force,” the Purple Extreme Venerable continued. “In the entire divine realm, few can force me to use the third form.”

“You’d better be careful. My third palm is several times stronger than the second… In the entire divine realm, fewer than ten people can survive it!”

The Purple Extreme Venerable’s words shocked many. He wasn’t referring to blocking the attack unscathed but rather surviving it at all. Of course, this number didn’t include those who managed to avoid the attack.

Ye Feng remained calm, and no one knew what he was thinking. Yet his performance today was already astonishing enough. Whether he could survive that final palm or not, his name, Dao Feng, would surely be etched into the history of the demon realm as a figure comparable to, or even greater than, the Blood Demon.

Back then, the Blood Demon only challenged the nominal strongest being in the demon realm—there wasn’t even a half-god-level warrior among them. It wasn’t that she dared not challenge them; it was simply that those half-god-level warriors had no interest in fighting against a young kid who had just reached the ultimate level. Winning would be dishonorable, and losing would be even more humiliating. This is how the legend of the Blood Demon came about.

Now, in this battle against Blade Edge, the opponent was the most powerful immortal recognized in the immortal realm. Even if all those old monsters who were in seclusion were counted, his strength might not be the highest in the immortal realm, but he was definitely among the top three super-powerful warriors. Throughout the entire heavenly realm, there were fewer than a dozen warriors of this caliber. Although their cultivation level was only half-god, their strength was on par with, if not even greater than, that of true gods.

“Take my third palm!” Purple Extreme Venerable kept forming complex hand seals with both hands. Unlike the second palm, complete silence surrounded him as he formed the seals—even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared entirely.

The constant noise from the onlookers also ceased at that moment. No one knew what was happening, but no one made a sound either. Everyone focused their gaze on the battlefield where the two fighters stood, holding their breath and patiently waiting. At that moment, the only sound they could hear was their own heartbeat.

After a few breaths, a loud rumbling sound came from the distant sky. It sounded like thunder, but much deeper and more resonant.

Everyone looked toward the distant horizon, trying to see what was going on. The sound, seemingly coming from ancient times, slowly approached as everyone waited. Yet they could only see clouds gathering in the sky above Purple Extreme Venerable’s head, still unsure of what trick he was up to.

As time passed, after about dozens of breaths, the gathered clouds finally began to react. In the sky, it seemed as though a giant vortex had formed, arranging the clouds into a nest-like structure that hung upside down above everyone’s heads.

They could faintly see golden light shining within that nest-like structure, accompanied by continuous roaring sounds.

Ye Feng also looked up at the sky. He could clearly sense the destructive power emanating from within that nest-like structure. Just a slight touch of that powerful energy would likely be enough to shatter him into pieces.

Although he knew this, Ye Feng wasn’t nervous. He took his gaze away from that nest-like structure and slowly closed his eyes, directing a bit of his mental energy toward the “Wu Dian” in his mental sea. Hongjun’s figure reappeared not once, nor was there a single word in the Wu Dian regarding the operation method and techniques of the “Po Zì Jue.” Ye Feng was slightly disappointed, but it was entirely within expectations. After hesitating for a moment, he scanned the contents of the Wu Dian again with his mental energy. In just an instant, he had reviewed them all once more. Finally, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, but its target wasn’t Ye Feng—it was Venerable Zi Ji. More precisely, it was the open space in front of Venerable Zi Ji. After descending, the bolt seemed to be trapped by some invisible force and bounced around in a small area in front of Venerable Zi Ji. Venerable Zi Ji tightly formed a seal with both hands and stood motionless in place. Then, a second, third bolt of lightning continued to fall… Strange noises, different from thunder, came from that nest-like structure, but no one paid much attention. At that moment, everyone’s focus was drawn to the golden light sphere in front of Venerable Zi Ji. “Using a special technique to confine the power of lightning within a range he can control, then attacking with that lightning ball technique?” Seeing how the opponent acted, Ye Feng roughly guessed what his move would be. After about a minute, the golden spherical object in front of Venerable Zi Ji seemed to reach its limit of energy tolerance and began to change irregularly. Ye Feng knew that the opponent’s technique was now fully assembled. He felt no fear; instead, he was somewhat eager. “This lightning may be weaker than a divine calamity, but when concentrated into one sphere, its power is likely comparable to the last bolt of a divine calamity. This move is driven solely by palm force, and once unleashed, it cannot be reversed. Be careful!” Venerable Zi Ji reminded him absentmindedly. “Thanks for the warning, but I really do have a way to deal with this!” Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and said confidently. “Oh, you’re quite bold. Don’t blame me if you perish later!” Venerable Zi Ji laughed loudly before slapping his palm. “Go!” The huge golden lightning ball, the size of a person, flew at terrifying speed toward the direction where the blade was located. Wherever it passed, it left countless spatial cracks of varying lengths, shocking everyone present.

“Surely no one in this heavenly realm can survive after being hit by this thunderball!” The Third Demon Emperor exclaimed in amazement. “I just wonder how to counter this blade…”
As he pondered this, everyone saw the blade in the sky lift its right arm, a slight smile on its lips, as it stretched out a finger…
When the golden thunderball was less than ten meters away from the blade, a flash of white light shot out from the tip of its finger.
The blade neither flinched nor dodged, still smiling… before being engulfed in golden light…