“Divine-Demonic Overlord Body!”
Ye Xuan’s voice echoed relentlessly through the surroundings.
He was finally playing his trump card.
As his words fell, his originally lean physique bulged with explosive muscles, and a terrifying aura condensed around his body.
This aura gradually transformed into a bizarre Divine Demon Statue.
It was bizarre because one couldn’t tell if it was a divine being or a demonic entity.
One couldn’t even make out its facial features.
The most mind-boggling aspect was that the left side of this divine statue burned with a golden aura, while the right side was pitch black.
The gold and black formed a stark contrast.
The Divine Demon Statue enveloped Ye Xuan like a suit of humanoid armor!
This was the Divine-Demonic Overlord Body, the result of Ye Xuan’s two days of closed-door cultivation.
The moment it appeared, Ye Xuan’s imposing presence skyrocketed.
“My god, what happened?
Ye Xuan’s aura suddenly grew stronger!
Could it be that this is his true power?” The spectators on the roof couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people who had previously jumped off the roof scrambled back up.
When they got a clear look at the situation in the courtyard, their eyes widened.
“This…
what a powerful aura.
Does the Ye family’s Ye Xuan actually still have a chance?!”
“This battle is an absolute rollercoaster!
I actually want to scream and cheer for him!
Whatever, I don’t care anymore—go, Ye Xuan, go!”
…
In the main courtyard, Fang Tianming ignored the faint sounds of cheering.
At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes filled with profound astonishment.
A bizarre humanoid statue had suddenly appeared around this brat.
But this was definitely not a Beast Soul, nor was it a rare Artifact Spirit.
“Martial Techniques?!”
Fang Tianming quickly realized that this was an extraordinary Martial Technique.
A cold sneer then crept onto his face.
“Do you think you’re the only one who knows Martial Techniques?
You still want to kill me in one move?
Since that’s the case, I’ll let you witness the true power of my Fang family’s ultimate-grade Yellow Level Martial Technique!”
“Annihilation Palm!”
Fang Tianming abruptly raised his right palm, and the Demon Rock Lion above his head did the same.
Terrifying Spiritual Qi rapidly gathered.
The Demon Rock Lion’s paw expanded, growing as massive as a small mountain, before pressing down toward Ye Xuan.
Witnessing this scene, the expressions of the two Fang family Elders drastically changed.
“The Patriarch is actually using this move!
This is an ultimate-grade Yellow Level Martial Technique!”
“Everyone, fall back!”
The area of effect of this Annihilation Palm was simply too massive.
In that instant, members of both the Fang and Ye families scrambled backward, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.
They had barely retreated from the main courtyard.
BOOM!
With a deafening explosion, the earth violently shook.
The entire main courtyard was reduced to absolute nothingness.
Whether it was the houses, the courtyard walls, or the decorative rockeries and pavilions—everything was razed to the ground!
Even the adjacent courtyards were caught in the shockwave.
Some directly collapsed into rubble, while others were cleanly sliced in half by the blast.
Fortunately, the Fang family villa was massive; otherwise, Fang Tianming’s strike would have likely destroyed the entire estate.
Although the Ye family members had retreated in time, the terrifying shockwave still threw them off their feet.
Those with weaker cultivation even coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
But they couldn’t care less about their injuries.
Everyone stared fixedly at the dust filling the sky over the main courtyard, their expressions incredibly complex.
They all hoped Ye Xuan was still alive, but that strike just now had been far too terrifying.
The probability of Ye Xuan surviving was so infinitesimally small that it could be ignored entirely.
The Demon Rock Lion Soul, combined with an ultimate-grade Yellow Level Martial Technique—this strike could likely rival a Cultivator in the Frenzy Spirit Realm.
How could Ye Xuan possibly block it?
At that moment, on the roof of the front courtyard.
Having survived the massive shockwave, the spectators communicated with the people outside.
“The Ye family’s farce is over.”
“The Fang family’s Lord of the Family unleashed an ultimate-grade Yellow Level Martial Technique.
Ye Xuan had nowhere to hide from this strike.
It’s an absolute dead…”
This person had meant to say it was an absolute dead end.
But a sudden gasp of shock came from beside him.
“No!
Look closely!
There’s a light in the dust!”
SWISH SWISH SWISH!
The eyes of everyone on the roof widened in disbelief.
Sure enough, there was a glow within the sky-obscuring dust.
The light condensed into a burly, imposing shadow.
It was the bizarre humanoid statue Ye Xuan had just manifested!
In an instant, the blood of the onlookers boiled with excitement once again.
“The statue is still there.
That means Ye Xuan isn’t dead!”
Back in the main courtyard, Fang Tianming’s pupils constricted.
He had naturally also seen the light in the dust.
As the dust gradually cleared, the shadow became increasingly distinct.
It was a towering, majestic Divine Demon Statue.
And standing completely unharmed within it was Ye Xuan.
He stood as unyielding as a pine tree, his gaze as piercing as a dragon’s!
“It’s my brother!
My brother is okay!” In the distance, Ye Ling’Er beamed with joy, her tightly wound heart instantly relaxing.
Ye Zeyun laughed heartily.
“Fang Tianming’s strongest strike didn’t even tear a corner of my grandson’s clothes!
It’s secured!
It’s secured!
The day of our Ye family’s rise is today!
Hahahaha.”
Ye Zeyun had been incredibly tense all along, but at this moment, he was certain he could finally laugh out loud!
“Body Techniques.
This is a rare Body Technique!
But…
a Body Technique couldn’t possibly block my full-power strike.
Could it be that this is a Profound Level Body Technique?
But that’s impossible!
You only have a cultivation at the Strong Spirit Realm.
How could you possibly master a Profound Level Body Technique?!”
Fang Tianming’s bewildered voice rang out in the courtyard.
He looked at Ye Xuan as if he were looking at a monster.
On the Beast Soul Continent, Martial Techniques were divided into the Heaven, Earth, Ghost, Spirit, Profound, Yellow, and Mortal levels, corresponding to a Cultivator’s realm.
Each level was further divided into four tiers: low, mid, high, and ultimate.
Mortal Level Martial Techniques were the weakest, corresponding to Cultivators in the Mortal Spirit Realm.
As long as one’s talent wasn’t terrible, any Mortal Spirit Realm Cultivator could master them.
Yellow Level Martial Techniques corresponded to Strong Spirit Realm Cultivators.
Only the physical conditioning of a Strong Spirit Realm Cultivator could handle learning a Yellow Level Martial Technique.
And so on and so forth.
The reason Fang Tianming was so shocked was that Ye Xuan was only a Strong Spirit Realm Cultivator.
How could he possibly learn a Profound Level Martial Technique, which corresponded to the Frenzy Spirit Realm?
Learning a Martial Technique a full major realm above one’s own cultivation level was something 99.999% of people in the world couldn’t achieve.
Unless they were an absolute peerless demon, or a once-in-a-generation martial arts prodigy!
In other words, this brat was a peerless demon!
No, this boy had to die today!
If he didn’t die, he would absolutely become a deadly thorn in the Fang family’s side.
“Profound Level?” Opposite him, Ye Xuan chuckled softly.
The Divine-Demonic Overlord Body wasn’t something as simple as the Profound Level.
It was a Divine Secret Technique.
Ordinary Martial Techniques had strict level requirements.
If you didn’t reach the corresponding cultivation realm, trying to learn a high-level Martial Technique was exceedingly difficult.
This was because your body simply wasn’t strong enough to support the execution of such a powerful technique.
If forced, you would likely explode and die!
However, Divine Secret Techniques were not subject to these restrictions.
Whether it was a Divine Power or a Secret Technique, no matter how weak you were, as long as your talent was high enough, you could master it.
That was exactly why they were called Divine Secret Techniques.
“I’ve taken your attack.
Now, it’s my turn.
I told you—one move, and I will kill you,” Ye Xuan said.
His words made Fang Tianming’s heart clench, but he still snorted in anger.
“You want to kill me?
With just you?”
“Yes, with just me.”
As Ye Xuan spoke, he took slow, deliberate steps toward Fang Tianming.
His movements seemed as relaxed as a leisurely stroll through a park, yet they imposed a crushing psychological pressure on Fang Tianming.
“You’re far too arrogant.
Did you think that I, Fang Tianming, didn’t have any trump cards left?
Brat, you forced me to use this move.
Everyone who has ever seen this move is already dead.
“Today, I’ll let you witness the Talent Skill of the Demon Rock Lion.
“Demonic Lion’s Roar!”