Alchemy Master

Chapter 1116, The Demon Execution Force

Translator: Silavin

Generally speaking, attempting to fight above one’s cultivation realm is extraordinarily difficult.

Qin Yichen, however, had experienced numerous fortuitous encounters over the years, and on top of that, the three Cultivation Techniques left behind by the Demon Subduing Great Saint had granted him the foundation required to do precisely that.

Yet the Martial Arts Cultivation Technique that Li Shan was currently unleashing, even Qin Yichen had to admit, carried a rather dangerous aura.

And Li Shan was merely a member of a First Tier Race. Even at the Mid Stage Martial Ancestor Realm, he already possessed strength comparable to a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor. What, then, of the prodigies from those truly Top Tier Races?

The thought caused Qin Yichen’s expression to grow somewhat grave. Though he had previously been confident that below the Saint Realm, few could stand as his equal, it was looking rather clear now that were he to face the prodigies of those deeply-rooted Top Tier Races, there would still be no small gap to bridge.

To be a prodigy of a Top Tier Race, how could one possibly be ordinary? Such individuals would be exceptionally outstanding, possessed of numerous unknown means.

Although Qin Yichen’s own trump cards were by no means weak, his cultivation realm was, when all was said and done, still too low.

At this moment, as World Energy poured in frantically, Li Shan’s body seemed to have swollen to an extreme point. Anyone could sense just what terrifying power was contained beneath those ballooning muscles. Were that power to come pouring out, even an ordinary Peak Stage Martial Ancestor would be hard-pressed to withstand it.

“As expected of Li Shan. His strength has actually reached such a terrifying degree!”

“Indeed, though who knows whether that fellow over there can hold up against it.”

“You’re overthinking things. Just now, Li Shan wasn’t going all out, which is why the other could keep bouncing around until now.”

“That guy ought to be from some First Tier Race as well, though it’s a pity he’s far too arrogant, actually daring to provoke Li Shan.”

Sensing the terrifying fluctuations emanating from Li Shan’s body, no small number of hushed voices began to stir around the Blood Boulder Platform.

Among them, quite a few people cast somewhat sympathetic glances toward Qin Yichen. Had he not provoked Li Shan, his strength alone would have been more than sufficient to draw considerable attention. Had he cultivated for a while longer, he might even have reached a level comparable to Li Shan himself.

A pity, then, that he had blindly provoked Li Shan. For it ought to be known that Li Shan’s fearsome reputation derived not merely from his terrifying strength, but more crucially from the fact that every opponent he personally moved against suffered, at the very least, grievous injury, with a barrier planted upon their cultivation path that could never be crossed. And more often than not, they were simply blown apart in the most brutal fashion imaginable.

“He has actually cultivated the Raging Thunderous Tiger Fist. Had he not exposed it today, we’d have suffered greatly for it in future.” Off to one side, Xiang Linzi shook his head and remarked casually. Though his words were weighty, his expression carried little sign of true concern.

The others were much the same. Evidently, though they too were astonished by Li Shan’s trump card, they each had their own cards to play.

At this moment, Li Shan’s eyes were filled with killing intent as he gazed toward Qin Yichen, who still stood where he was without the faintest trace of fluctuation upon his person, looking for all the world as though Li Shan did not even register as worth acknowledging.

*Hmph.* At that sight, the expression on Li Shan’s face turned utterly cold and dark, and then, beneath the scrutiny of countless gazes, his right leg slowly rose.

*Bang!* In the next instant, everyone felt the ground shudder violently beneath them. A rolling wave of dust surged upward, and Li Shan’s figure vanished from where he stood. At the same moment, a column of yellow dust, like a furious dragon, came crashing toward Qin Yichen with savage force.

Within that raging dust dragon, the faint sounds of thunder and tiger roars were intermingled. Wherever it passed, the impossibly hard surface of the Blood Boulder Platform cracked apart in a succession of jagged fissures, their ends pointing directly toward where Qin Yichen stood.

Witnessing such momentum, countless onlookers drew sharp breaths. Li Shan’s speed and destructive power had reached a truly terrifying level.

The Blood Boulder Platform trembled violently beneath their feet, yet Qin Yichen’s figure did not stir in the slightest. He gazed at the roaring yellow dragon hurtling toward him from ahead, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

Then, a flash of sharpness passed through those dark pupils of his, and upon his arm, the force began rapidly stacking, one stack upon another.

*Bang!*

The next instant, beneath a chorus of stunned gazes, Qin Yichen stamped his foot and, without the faintest intention of yielding even a single step, instead shot forward directly toward the figure concealed within that dragon of raging yellow dust.

“Foolish wretch who doesn’t know his own limits. You actually think you are my match?” Watching the figure dart toward him, Li Shan’s expression turned ferocious in an instant, thick killing intent surging within his eyes.

He had originally intended to kill someone here as a show of power, and now he could no longer restrain himself at all. Surging Yuan Energy condensed in his right arm, and he threw a punch with everything behind it. In that single instant, his swollen body visibly shrank at a pace the naked eye could follow, returning to its former size.

*Boom!*

As that punch launched forward, the air directly ahead was compressed and exploded apart. That massive fist, accompanied by the sound of thunder and tiger roars, carrying a force that even a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor would dread. Furthermore, this force came crashing toward Qin Yichen in full ruthless might.

Watching this scene, every onlooker held their breath. Though they had long since steeled themselves for it, the strength Li Shan had displayed still struck terror into every heart present.

And yet that Early Stage Martial Ancestor, Qin Yichen, moved at a breathtaking speed beneath a multitude of stunned gazes, hurtling toward that terrifying assault as though marching calmly to his own death.

*Thud!*

In no more than two breaths’ time, two completely mismatched fists slammed into one another with savage force. In that instant, a tremendous crash rang out. A shockwave visible to the naked eye radiated outward in ring after ring of ripples.

The Blood Boulder Platform within ten metres of where they met was obliterated in an instant.

“Hmm?”

In that same instant, the pupils of Xiang Linzi and the others below the platform contracted slightly, a flash of surprise crossing their eyes.

Qin Yichen had not been sent flying at that moment of contact. The scene they had anticipated had not come to pass.

“Has he been blown to pieces?”

Those further away in the vast crowd, lacking such sharp eyesight, saw that Qin Yichen had not been sent flying immediately, and arrived at only one conclusion in their minds.

What none of them saw, however, was that at the epicentre of those shockwaves, Li Shan, whose expression had moments ago been vicious and savage, now wore a face that had gone utterly rigid. Within his eyes, a dense and profound horror was spreading.