Chapter 1179: Ten Thousand Times the Humiliation
At almost the same instant, the Feng Shen Platform suddenly fell into a deathly silence, making that miserable scream seem especially piercing.
Everyone's eyes bulged outward as if they had seen a ghost.
Because the person who was sent flying was… actually Luo Changan!
Luo Changan flew sideways for several miles before crashing heavily down, barely managing to steady himself on his feet. Across from him, Yun Che was not only not pushed back—he was almost completely motionless!
The moment Luo Changan landed, he immediately fell to one knee, clutching his right arm with his left hand, his face twisted in shock and pain. His right arm hung completely limp, a few drops of blood dripping from his hanging fingertips. In seconds, the trickle became a stream, and his entire right arm was dyed bright red.
The blood mist in the air earlier had exploded from his arm. The sleeve of his right arm was blasted apart, skin and flesh turned outward, and the bone of his arm had been snapped cleanly into three sections.
More than half of the people from the Saint Universe Realm slowly stood up, their faces filled with terror and disbelief… This scene was no different from personally witnessing an ant overturn a giant elephant.
In the spectator stands of the Feng Shen Platform, everyone was stunned, their mouths agape for a long time, unable to believe their own eyes.
"What was that!?" Even the Divine Emperors showed surprised expressions. Cang Shitian, who had been lounging drowsily, suddenly sat up straight, his eyes burning as he stared fixedly at Yun Che.
These several Divine Emperors had all clearly sensed that at the instant Luo Changan was about to strike, Yun Che's profound energy had suddenly increased to an exaggerated degree—so much that it far exceeded the force Luo Changan had unleashed. After repelling him, this power abruptly vanished, returning to normal, causing even these Divine Emperors to wonder if their spiritual senses had malfunctioned.
"Th-this… this…"
"What's going on? How is this happening? Luo Changan was actually… repelled? And injured?"
"Injured? His right arm is clearly broken!"
"Yun Che didn't even move—it was just the force of the rebound… This… this…"
Everyone seated in the spectator stands was of extremely high status and experience, yet the scene before them made them refuse to believe their own eyes no matter what.
Luo Changan believed it even less. His eyes wide, it took him a full five or six breaths to come back to his senses. Then he suddenly screamed, "He… he cheated!! He must have used some kind of defensive profound artifact! He cheated!!"
This was the only possibility, the only explanation he could think of—and Yun Che had always been a habitual cheater anyway.
But, under his roar, Quhui Zunzhe only took a deep look at Yun Che and said nothing.
Whether Yun Che had used some defensive profound artifact just now—how could it escape their eyes?
While Luo Changan was shocked and bewildered, Yun Che smiled calmly. After confirming that Luo Changan posed no threat to him at all, he took the opportunity to test the strength of his own limit state. So when Luo Changan attacked, he directly activated the "Heaven-Shaking" realm gate. What he hadn't expected was that the power of his limit state not only directly injured Luo Changan but also left himself without even taking a half-step back, not even feeling the slightest pain.
Although Yun Che's profound power had greatly increased, he still couldn't maintain the "Heaven-Shaking" state for long. So after sending Luo Changan flying, he immediately shut it off and returned to normal. But without a doubt, the time he could now sustain the "Heaven-Shaking" state was several times longer than two days ago, perhaps even exceeding a hundred breaths.
He didn't know when he would be able to maintain it constantly like "Evil Soul," "Heart Incineration," and "Purgatory."
He reached out and flicked the spot on his chest where Luo Changan had just struck him, a gesture full of contempt. Then he leisurely walked toward Luo Changan, his face full of mockery: "Your words were bigger than the sky. I thought you must have some real skill, but it turns out you're nothing special."
Yun Che had always been a person who respected his opponents… but that was on the condition that the opponent respected him. For someone like Luo Changan, he never minded kicking a dog when it was down.
"You…" Luo Changan's right arm bones were shattered inch by inch, pain spreading throughout his body. And even now, he still couldn't believe what had happened.
But before he could finish his words, Yun Che's figure flickered and abruptly closed in.
Luo Changan's pupils contracted. With an instant reaction, he explosively retreated half a mile. But Yun Che was like a shadow, still closing in rapidly within his pupils—so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
Yun Che's hand grabbed onto Luo Changan's broken arm. A surge of immense force instantly shattered the hastily erupted resistance Luo Changan had mustered. Gripping his mangled arm, Yun Che swung him up and slammed him violently into the ground.
BOOM!!!!!!!!
Every jade stone on the Feng Shen Platform was reinforced with a powerful force, far beyond what a "Seal God Son" at this level could damage, but the impact still produced a deafening crash. Luo Changan's miserable scream was several times more piercing than before. His body, slammed viciously to the ground, bounced up several miles high, like a leaking blood bag in midair, scattering blood as he fell.
"Young… Young Master!"
"Changan!!"
Everyone from the Saint Universe Realm was horrified. The Saint Universe Realm King also stood up abruptly, his face darkening instantly.
That strike just now… the thunderous crash, the high bounce of several miles, the blood spraying everywhere in the sky… the severity of the blow made everyone feel as if their own hearts had twitched violently.
Luo Changan had attacked Yun Che and was instead injured by the rebound—they couldn't believe it. But the power Yun Che had unleashed when he slammed Luo Changan to the ground—they sensed it clearly. In terms of level, it was indeed profound power at the eighth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm, but its ferocity completely overwhelmed Luo Changan and utterly shattered their understanding of what Divine Tribulation Realm profound power could be.
Yun Che had always been a vengeful person. He had harbored resentment toward Luo Changan for a long time. The injury from the rebound just now was at best a self-test. The strike just delivered was the real beginning, and he showed no mercy whatsoever.
"Ugh… ahhh… you… ah…"
Luo Changan was, after all, a late-stage Divine Spirit Realm expert. Even though Yun Che had broken who knows how many of his bones with that one strike, he still slowly stood up. However, his profound energy had weakened by at least thirty percent and was extremely chaotic. His hair was disheveled, his face twisted beyond recognition, and his pupils were dilated to the extreme.
"You… you… no… impossible… impossible…"
If he had been defeated by any other Seal God Son—even if he had lost miserably—he would have accepted it calmly. But his opponent was Yun Che… the person he clearly regarded as garbage and trash, the one who hadn't even stepped onto the Feng Shen Platform in their first encounter and had directly forfeited!
He had thought he could bully the other party to his heart's content. But not only did his attack fail to injure him, it rebounded and hurt him instead. And Yun Che had only struck once… and he was already like this.
Watching Yun Che leisurely approach in his line of sight, this "trash" who had been freely insulted and humiliated by him just ten breaths ago now caused an unprecedented fear to grow in his heart. His mind in complete chaos, he let out a strange cry. A flash of blue light appeared in his hand, and he grabbed a peculiar, wide-handled short sword, charging straight at Yun Che.
But just as his body moved, his eyes suddenly turned sinister. His left arm shot out, and the strangely shaped short sword flew like a meteor straight toward Yun Che's throat.
Yun Che stopped walking. He extended his right hand, and instantly a vortex of cold air swirled in front of his body. The strange short sword had barely approached when layers of ice began to form on it. Its speed plummeted, and then it simply froze in place in front of Yun Che, who casually reached out and pinched it between his fingers.
"…" Luo Changan stood rooted to the spot, his terror so great that it seemed his soul had fled.
"So that's all you've got?" Yun Che sneered, twisting his wrist. "Here, I'll give it back."
CRACK!!
A harsh tearing sound, as sharp as if rock were being ripped apart. Luo Changan's short sword shot back at several times its original speed. Luo Changan only had time for his pupils to contract before the short sword pierced his left shoulder, exiting straight through and leaving a gaping hole half a foot wide.
And at that moment, Yun Che's figure appeared, moving even faster than the flying sword. Just as the sword pierced through his shoulder, Yun Che's elbow slammed heavily into Luo Changan's lower abdomen.
BOOM————
It was as if a ten-thousand-ren mountain had exploded inside his body. Luo Changan's entire body didn't move an inch, but his face turned deathly white in an instant. Then several streams of blood erupted from his mouth, nose, and the hole pierced through his shoulder.
The Feng Shen Platform fell silent once more. Everyone stared with bulging eyes, witnessing what could be called the most unbelievable scene of their entire lives.
Yun Che slowly straightened up, tilted his arm, and blew on his elbow as if brushing off nonexistent dust. And before him, only a single step away, Luo Changan's entire body was gushing blood, yet he stood motionless, his wide-open pupils cracked with countless bloodshot lines.
THUD!
In front of Yun Che, his knees gave way, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Heh… I thought a dog that barks so loudly must at least have some capital for its barking. I never expected it to be so fragile." Yun Che lowered his gaze, muttering in a voice only Luo Changan could hear. But then, his voice suddenly rose: "Luo Changan, if this is all you've got, you'd better just surrender."
"Oh no, no!" Yun Che suddenly changed his tone, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "I almost forgot. You, Luo Changan, just swore unequivocally that a real man will fight to the death and never surrender, and that only the most despicable trash would beg to surrender like a dog… Tsk! Asking you to surrender would be slapping you, Luo Changan, right in the face. That really wouldn't do!"
As his words fell, Yun Che's arm lashed out, the back of his hand viciously striking Luo Changan's pale right cheek… Though it was just a slap, it was incredibly heavy. Luo Changan's right cheekbone was completely shattered. In an instant, he spun like a top and flew sideways, rolling a long distance across the Feng Shen Platform before finally coming to a stop.
And his originally somewhat handsome face was now utterly ruined. His entire right cheek had caved in, and his jaw was completely twisted to the left. He lay sprawled on the ground, coughing incessantly. With each cough, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood and several crushed teeth.
Many people sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.
The saying goes, "Strike the person but not the face." But Yun Che hadn't just struck his face—he had directly disfigured it beyond recognition. And the face he had struck, the face he had destroyed, was that of the Saint Universe Realm King's son!
It was the face of the Saint Universe Realm King, and even the entire Saint Universe Realm!
"Changan!!"
What status and position did the Saint Universe Realm King hold? Throughout the vast Eastern Divine Region, excluding the King Realms, it was universally acknowledged that his Saint Universe Realm was supreme. When had he ever suffered such extreme humiliation? Even if the Saint Universe Realm King's forbearance and patience were ten times greater, he would inevitably fly into a rage. He let out a great roar and directly flew toward the Feng Shen Platform: "You little bastard Yun Che, you're asking for death!!"
But before he could even approach above the Feng Shen Platform, a figure, along with a powerful gust of air, blocked his path. Quhui Zunzhe's gaze was cold: "Saint Universe Realm King, return to the spectator stands immediately. No one is allowed to interfere with the Seal God Battle. You must understand this rule, I'm sure."
"Quhui Zunzhe," the Saint Universe Realm King suppressed his anger with difficulty, "this kid… he's clearly maliciously using heavy force! He's clearly humiliating my Saint Universe Realm!"
"Hmph. In the Seal God Battle, there is only 'malicious killing' as a foul, never 'malicious use of heavy force'! If Luo Changan cannot endure it, he can shout his surrender, and then Yun Che can no longer continue attacking. Since he hasn't surrendered, it means he intends to continue fighting… No one may interfere!!"
Reprimanded coldly to his face by Quhui Zunzhe, the Saint Universe Realm King had also calmed somewhat. He nodded and said, "Fine. Then this match, we concede! I, the king, concede on Changan's behalf!"
"The only one who can concede is himself. No one else has the authority to concede on his behalf!"
Quhui Zunzhe's gaze grew even colder. He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the spectator stands: "Saint Universe Realm King, this is this venerable's final warning. Leave the Feng Shen Platform immediately, or else you will be expelled from the Zhou Tian Realm—no matter who you are!"
"…" The Saint Universe Realm King's mouth twitched, but he could say nothing more.
The Saint Universe Realm King took a heavy breath and turned around in fury. But just as he was about to return to the spectator stands, a miserable scream suddenly came from the Feng Shen Platform.
"WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
The Saint Universe Realm King whirled around instantly, only to see a scene that made his eyes split with rage.
An ice spike rose from the ground, piercing through the blood hole in Luo Changan's left shoulder, impaling him and lifting him high into the air…
Ten zhang… a hundred zhang… a thousand zhang!
In the blink of an eye, Luo Changan was mercilessly impaled a thousand zhang high in the air by the ice spike. The son of the mighty Saint Universe Realm King, like the most heinous criminal of a thousand ages, was skewered atop a towering ice spike, displayed to every person, every living being in the Eastern Divine Region.
"Luo Changan, I'll give you five breaths of time. Let me have a good look—are you the 'man' you spoke of, or the 'dog' that begs for surrender?!"
In the spectator stands, the Saint Universe Realm King was already boiling with rage. Up above, Luo Changan cried out in despair. But beneath the ice spike, Yun Che seemed completely oblivious to all of this. His face still bore that calm, watery smile… He hadn't even glanced in the direction of the Saint Universe Realm King from start to finish.
At this moment, everyone felt a faint chill in their hearts.
Yun Che, who had always kept a low profile in the God Realm, been cautious at every step, and clung only to the single goal of "meeting Mo Li," suddenly seemed like a completely different person.
No—rather, it was as if he had suddenly thrown off every shackle he had placed upon himself.
On this Feng Shen Platform, above the Zhou Tian Realm, he was declaring to the entire Eastern Divine Region the consequences of angering Yun Che… just as he had on the Tian Xuan Continent.