Chapter 520

Chapter 520: The Second Battle

Without any flourish, it was simply one palm strike after another.

The Hand of the Great Wilderness fell in relentless waves, crushing Ling Xudu into severe injury and stripping him of all combat ability.

Ling Xudu’s strength ranked among the top at the Fourth Level of the Nascent Soul stage. With the defensive Immortal artifact Vajra Tower shielding him, he could ignore enemy attacks long enough to unleash devastating techniques.

Yet Ling Xudu never imagined Shu Anshi’s power would reach such heights. He recognized the terrifying force behind each palm—even his own cultivation made sustaining multiple strikes impossible. Yet Shu Anshi unleashed dozens in succession, defying all expectations.

Agony wracked Ling Xudu’s body as blood poured freely from his wounds, leaving him powerless.

“How…?”

Ling Xudu lay sprawled on the ground, staring at Shu Anshi’s calm figure, disbelief etched on his face.

Silence gripped the Burning Divine Platform. While some had predicted Shu Anshi’s victory, none foresaw such utter domination.

On the elevated platform, the Divine Grace Palace Master’s eyes flickered briefly with surprise, while Tian Yunzi remained impassive. The Divine Grace Palace higher-ups wore expressions of shock—Shu Anshi’s display shattered their understanding. This was a man at peak Golden Core stage, a realm where countless cultivators stalled eternally.

The gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul was said to be insurmountable, yet Shu Anshi treated it as a shallow ditch.

“How…?” Ding Qian whispered, trembling. She’d believed Shu Anshi’s limits lay in challenging early Nascent Soul elders. This defied all reason.

Yin Moli’s voice shook. “I knew his potential, but this…” She stared helplessly at the sealed platform. “If he reaches Nascent Soul, what then?”

“Old Ling never unleashed Heaven’s Destruction,” Yin Moli muttered. “With Vajra Tower broken, he…”

Ding Qian’s breath caught. “The forbidden technique?”

“One of Demon Suppression Peak’s three great arts. Thirty years he trained… all wasted.”

“Victory goes to Shu Anshi of Absolute Heart Peak.” The Divine Grace Palace Master’s voice echoed as he dispelled the transparent shield.

Ling Xudu tumbled from the platform’s edge. Yin Moli caught him mid-fall, tears glistening.

Shu Anshi descended as though walking invisible stone steps. The crowd watched in reverent silence.

“This humble disciple overstepped. I await punishment.” Shu Anshi bowed.

The Palace Master waved dismissively. “A fair duel. A Golden Core defeating Nascent Soul—this century’s marvel. No blame exists.”

Zhuge Chong rushed forward, grinning. “Elder Brother! Those palms!”

“Dozens at once!” Kun Huazi added. “Madness!”

Ye Yun approached quietly. “The desolate western desert holds such power?”

Shu Anshi chuckled. “Alone, each palm is ordinary. True power lies in their endless flow.”

“But the essence cost…” Ye Yun pressed.

“My cultivation method differs.”

The trio exchanged glances—such modesty. Worse, he’d used no Ice Spirit Qi. What horrors lay hidden?

“Who next?” The Palace Master’s gaze swept the crowd.

Kun Huazi stepped forward. “This junior challenges Demon Suppression Peak’s Kuang Wuwei!”

“Second Level Nascent Soul?” The Palace Master raised an eyebrow. “Golden Core challenging Nascent Soul becomes fashionable?”

Kun Huazi bowed deeply. “Merely seeking guidance.”

A towering figure emerged from Demon Suppression Peak’s ranks—Kuang Wuwei, twice Kun Huazi’s bulk.

As tension mounted, Zhuge Chong nudged Ye Yun. “Watch closely, Junior Brother. This’ll surprise you.”

Ye Yun studied the mismatched pair, curiosity burning.