Overlord of the Wilderness

”Zhaang Ye, you’re a dead man!” Just as Zhaang Ye blasted Fu Songcheng into the sky, a cold voice rang in his ear. The chilling killing intent it carried seemed to freeze the very air. The moment the voice sounded, a figure appeared above Zhaang Ye with lightning speed, bearing down on him like a mountain!

As it turned out, Fu Yibo had seen Zhaang Ye’s ruthless attack. He had completely ignored his warning and beaten Fu Songcheng half to death, sending Fu Yibo into a wild rage. To mitigate the inevitable punishment from the True Hall, Fu Yibo first rescued Fu Songcheng from mid-air and tossed him to the people from the Moon Country True Hall. Then, he brazenly attacked, preparing to disregard the rules and kill the young genius, Zhaang Ye.

No one could have imagined that Fu Yibo, a dignified True Hall Elder, would disregard his status and suddenly attack Zhaang Ye. The Eighth Elder of the Wei Kingdom True Hall hadn’t expected it either. Seeing Fu Yibo’s sudden strike, the Eighth Elder was greatly alarmed. With a loud roar, a heaven-shattering force shot from his hands, aimed squarely at Fu Yibo’s back.

The Eighth Elder moved quickly, but he was too late!

Fu Yibo was dead set on killing Zhaang Ye. Gritting his teeth, he deployed sixty percent of his True Qi to form layers of True Qi Walls around his body, resisting the strike from the Eighth Hall Master of the Wei Kingdom True Hall. Simultaneously, he channeled the remaining forty percent of his True Qi entirely into his palm and slammed it down toward Zhaang Ye.

This palm strike from Fu Yibo was none other than the Moonlight Palm Technique. Fu Yibo’s Cultivation was far higher than Fu Songcheng’s. When he performed the same technique, it was gentle yet majestic, like a full moon falling from the heavens. Its white light bathed the earth—irresistible, inescapable, invincible!

’What a terrifying palm strike!’ A strange light glinted in Zhaang Ye’s eyes as all the Powerful Qi in his body converged in an instant. It erupted from him, making him resemble an ancient War God!

”Sever!” The Heavy Saber appeared in his hand, transforming into a jet-black streak of light that shot straight toward Fu Yibo’s palm!

BOOM!

As the Heavy Saber and palm collided, Zhaang Ye felt a gentle yet vast power surge toward him. Before this force, the Heavy Saber in his hand shattered inch by inch. The terrifying power sent him flying back dozens of yards, nearly knocking him off the platform as blood sprayed from his mouth!

Fu Yibo wasn’t faring well either. The Eighth Hall Master of the Wei Kingdom True Hall was surprisingly formidable, and so was Zhaang Ye. Caught in the pincer attack between the Eighth Elder and Zhaang Ye, Fu Yibo’s bones creaked audibly. His qi and blood roiled within him, and he couldn’t stop himself from spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

WHOA!

Everyone below the platform shot to their feet, their eyes wide with disbelief. Zhaang Ye had sent the previously imperious Fu Songcheng flying in the blink of an eye, which was already beyond their expectations. But for Fu Yibo of the Moon Country True Hall to then brazenly launch a sneak attack was even more shocking.

But just when everyone thought Zhaang Ye was done for, he had somehow taken Fu Yibo’s blow and severely injured him in the process. This turn of events was simply beyond anyone’s imagination.

Who was Fu Yibo? The Ninth Elder of the Moon Country True Hall! For Zhaang Ye, with a Cultivation at the mere Early Stage of Martial Arts Ninth Layer, to not only survive an attack from him but also wound him in return—such a feat was simply heaven-defying!

Fu Yibo himself was stunned. He simply could not imagine how he, a master at the Peak of Martial Arts Ninth Layer, had failed to kill Zhaang Ye even after using his Moonlight Palm Technique. Not only had he failed to kill him, but Zhaang Ye’s formidable power had rattled his very bones and forced him to spit up blood.

’I’ve already made my move, so I might as well finish the job. I’ll kill this brat Zhaang Ye in one fell swoop! I’m a True Hall Elder, and I acted to avenge Fu Songcheng. The Hall Master will surely do everything he can to protect me!’ Fu Yibo quickly made his decision. He would kill Zhaang Ye right there on the platform.

RUMBLE!

Acting on his thought, Fu Yibo took a sudden step forward and lunged straight at Zhaang Ye.

”Huh?” Seeing Fu Yibo’s action, the Martial Artists below the platform were dumbfounded. They never imagined that an Elder of his stature would attack a junior like Zhaang Ye again and again.

The referees on the platform were also stunned for a moment. Several of them cursed inwardly in unison, ’Senile old fool!’

In the Land of Divine Abandonment, it was a general rule that the older generation was not allowed to attack the younger generation. For Fu Yibo to repeatedly assault Zhaang Ye was a blatant challenge to the authority of the True Hall. Even with the Moon Country True Hall’s backing, he would not get off lightly.

”You old bastard, how dare you!” Fu Yibo’s repeated attacks left the Eighth Hall Master of the Wei Kingdom True Hall both shocked and enraged. He moved like a shadow, using the Shadow-Following Form to close in on Fu Yibo, and thrust both palms heavily toward his back.

’That old bastard Fu Yibo has thrown all pretense to the wind; he’s really going for the kill now. I just hope Zhaang Ye can withstand this next blow, otherwise the consequences will be unthinkable!’ The Eighth Hall Master of the Wei Kingdom True Hall was filled with anxiety.

On and off the platform, all eyes were fixed on Zhaang Ye. The situation was simple: if Zhaang Ye could withstand Fu Yibo’s next attack, he had a chance to live. If not, he would die a gruesome death on the stage!

The problem was, Zhaang Ye had been fighting for so long that his True Qi was completely spent. In this condition, how could he possibly block Fu Yibo’s heaven-shattering attack? What could he rely on to block it?

’Zhaang Ye is finished! What a waste. For a genius like him to die so miserably!’ This thought simultaneously flashed through the minds of everyone present.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE—

As everyone watched, a deep rumbling suddenly emanated from within Zhaang Ye’s body, like thunder brewing in his core. Along with this sound, the aura around him abruptly changed. Two terrifying, ancient powers suddenly awoke, as if a fearsome Mammoth and a colossal dragon were stirring to life inside him!

Suppression—a terrifying Suppression instantly enveloped the entire arena!

The Martial Artists below the platform felt the weight of these two forces, and their minds went completely blank. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably; they were on the verge of prostrating themselves before such majestic might!

The faces of the referees on the judging platform changed. Their Cultivation was extremely high and their knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary Martial Artists. They recognized at a glance that the two forces erupting from Zhaang Ye were none other than Ancient Dragon Power and Ancient Elephant Power!

Ancient Dragon Power and Ancient Elephant Power. For any normal person, possessing just one would be a stroke of immense, heaven-sent fortune. Yet Zhaang Ye now possessed both, and both were Ancient Powers of extreme purity! This was like the sun and moon rising in the sky at once—simply unbelievable!

As the Ancient Dragon Power and Ancient Elephant Power erupted, Zhaang Ye’s frame seemed to swell, growing much larger in an instant. His gaze was glacial, and the killing intent emanating from him was so dense it was almost tangible. His killing intent intertwined with the Dragon Elephant Power, ripping a hole in the floating clouds above!

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

With a flicker of movement, Zhaang Ye shot forward to meet Fu Yibo head-on, thrusting out both fists viciously! There was no technique to this punch, only boundless Ancient Fist Intent and the indomitable Dragon Elephant Power!

CRACK! BOOM!

As Zhaang Ye’s fists met Fu Yibo’s palm, boundless Powerful Qi tore madly at the air, and tiny arcs of lightning even appeared above the platform.

Fu Yibo was inwardly horrified. He had originally thought he could crush Zhaang Ye with ease, but after their fists met, he realized he was wrong—dead wrong! He felt Zhaang Ye’s power was as boundless as a great river or a vast sea, as overbearing as a meteorite crashing to earth. Even with his Cultivation at the Peak of Martial Arts Ninth Layer, he couldn’t gain the upper hand!

A master at the Peak of Martial Arts Ninth Layer has every single one of their Meridians filled with terrifying True Qi. Even their hair and fingernails contain immense strength; their every movement carries tremendous power. A single palm strike from Fu Yibo was enough to sunder the heavens and crack the earth, faintly stirring even the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi in the air.

But Zhaang Ye’s Dragon Elephant Power was like the sun in the sky, like the mountains of the earth, like the most unyielding and unreasonable forces of nature—it was domineering and tyrannical to the extreme. Before it, Fu Yibo’s incredibly pure True Qi could gain no advantage whatsoever!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, Zhaang Ye and Fu Yibo clashed more than a dozen times. Terrifying True Qi surged wildly, and Powerful Qi howled across the arena. Even the Eighth Elder of the Wei Kingdom True Hall couldn’t find an opening to intervene!

The longer Fu Yibo fought, the more his heart sank. He realized that Zhaang Ye’s Dragon Elephant Power was incredibly overbearing, and his close-combat techniques were also brutally effective. His Moonlight Palm Technique, unleashed with its full might, was powerful enough to level small hills and lakes, yet he couldn’t gain the slightest advantage. On the contrary, his palms had begun to throb with a dull ache from clashing with Zhaang Ye’s fists!

Fu Yibo was aghast. ’This kid has both Ancient Dragon Power and Ancient Elephant Power, his body is unnaturally tough, and he wields millions of pounds of force with every move. He’s truly heaven-defying!’

While Fu Yibo was horrified, Zhaang Ye was secretly shocked as well. He had been willing to reveal his trump cards, hoping to kill Fu Yibo in one fell swoop. But only after they clashed did Zhaang Ye realize that the power of a master at the Peak of Martial Arts Ninth Layer was far beyond his imagination. Even after playing all his cards, he had only managed to fight to a standstill. Killing Fu Yibo was simply impossible!

BOOM!

Knowing they couldn’t kill each other, Fu Yibo and Zhaang Ye exchanged one final, powerful blow and each retreated several yards, ending the earth-shattering duel.

Fu Yibo shot Zhaang Ye a cold glare. With a flick of his sleeve, he took Fu Songcheng from a Moon Country True Hall disciple. No longer bothering to act as a referee, he executed a Body Technique and left the arena. Fu Songcheng had taken several of Zhaang Ye’s punches and was now on his last breath. Fu Yibo had to intervene immediately, or Fu Songcheng was sure to die.

Zhaang Ye let out a cold laugh, his voice ringing out, ”Old bastard, two sneak attacks. I will remember this debt. Within one year, I will personally kill you and take my revenge for today!”