Chapter 1737 - 1738: Palm of Annihilation
Yang Fei suddenly let out a long howl, flipping up his palm, lifting the sky with one hand. The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy in the air roared and swiftly gathered towards Yang Fei's palm.
In the void, a golden palm the size of a mountain vaguely formed.
Mr. Bei of the Magic Wolf Mercenaries exclaimed.
"Heavens, this is... the Supreme Divine Power of True Martial Transformation, amazing!"
Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and Jingtian Chuyi couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
The True Martial Transformation and Gang Qi Myriad Forms principles are similar, yet the power of True Martial Transformation is more than ten times stronger than Gang Qi Myriad Forms.
The True Martial Qi Force after transformation is even more refined and formidable, more than doubling the power of ordinary True Martial Qi Force.
Although everyone was fighting the Undead, most of their attention was already focused on Yang Fei.
And at this moment, the golden palm had already formed, seemingly substantial, with the phantom of a tall Buddha faintly appearing in midair.
Countless undead and skeletons seemed to sense the end, howling frantically as they rushed towards Yang Fei.
Unknowingly, the undead and skeletons besieging Xue Mingtai and others all turned and charged at Yang Fei, attacking madly.
Xue Mingtai and An Zichen both stopped attacking, staring blankly at the large golden palm print in the void.
The golden palm print stood majestically, as solid as a mountain, containing immense brightness and Divine Might.
"Heavens, what is that, the legendary Tathagata Palm!"
"So terrifying, the power of this palm is utterly earth-shattering!"
...
Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Yang Fei violently rotated the palm print and executed a Wuding Opens the Mountain, pushing it out.
The grand palm strike howled, sweeping over the densely packed undead skeletons like a violent tide.
Boom!
With a burst of explosion, a mushroom cloud soared into the sky, like an atomic bomb exploding, the blossoming golden light shooting around like thousands of sharp swords.
Thousands of undead and skeletons turned to ashes in the explosion.
Even the undead that narrowly escaped ignited bright yellow flames when touched by the golden light, turning into fireballs in an instant.
In the raging flames, Yang Fei stood in the middle, within a radius of several hundred meters around him, all the skeletons and undead had turned to dust.
And not far away, the undead skeletons illuminated by the golden light rolled on the ground, wailing miserably, their cries earth-shattering.
The remaining undead and skeletons, all terrified, retreated backward, desperately burrowing into the ground.
The dirt churned, and the once arrogant creatures disappeared without a trace.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at Yang Fei, and Yang Fei also looked at his own palm in bewilderment.
The shocking strike just now, even Yang Fei himself didn't understand it.
How did his strongest killer move, Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal, turn into the Tathagata Palm?
A few seconds later, Yang Fei's body went limp, collapsing onto the ground.
The palm strength he had just unleashed was overwhelmingly terrifying, and the True Yuan Energy inside Yang Fei was completely drained.
A deep sense of exhaustion swept over his entire body.
An Zichen was shocked, her figure flashing like lightning, rushing over to Yang Fei.
"Yang Fei, are you okay?"
She rushed to Yang Fei's side, helping him up, repeatedly asking questions.
Yang Fei lazily leaned against her soft body, tiredly sighing.
"It's nothing, just ran out of Essence Qi, I'll be fine after some rest."
Xue Mingtai and others also rushed over.
Having witnessed the earth-shattering strike from Yang Fei, everyone was deeply impressed with Yang Fei to the core.
Surrounding Yang Fei, they all chimed in with praises.
On the perimeter, Fan Yi and the Sword Emperor were on alert, wary of the dangers that might arise at any moment.
Listening to everyone's praise, Yang Fei looked at the gray sky with a slight bitter smile.
He now understood that the power to sweep away everything was not his own strength but likely came from the Nine-Rank Lotus within his body.
The Nine-Rank Lotus itself harbors immense fortune but does not possess any power.
However, under the attraction of the Nine-Rank Lotus, the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy of this space gathered on Yang Fei, allowing him to unleash that earth-shattering palm strike.
Yang Fei even speculated that the so-called Heavenly Secret is contained within the Nine-Rank Lotus, but he just doesn't know how to use it yet.
At this moment, Fan Yi, who was on guard, suddenly let out a long howl filled with murderous intent.
Yang Fei was startled, flipping to his feet, and everyone else awakened by Fan Yi's howl looked toward him.
On the desolate wilderness, five or six figures limped towards them.
As they got closer, everyone was startled to discover that they were the Immortal Race's Hebrew and the Wu Clan's Nuannuan, Gonggong, and Zhu Rong.
Yang Fei was taken aback, for Hebrew was a Prince in the Spirit Martial Realm, and a mortal enemy of Nuannuan.
Now that Nuannuan had encountered them, he wondered what had happened?
He quickly rushed over, sweeping his eyes over them, and his heart suddenly sank.
Gonggong was holding Nuannuan in his arms, her multicolored braids hanging down, her cheeks bruised, clearly injured.
Yet Yang Fei, despite his astonishment, looked at Nuannuan with concern.
"How is Nuannuan? What happened?"
Thud!
Hebrew knelt on the ground, bowing five times as if a pilgrim in worship.
"Mr. Yang, I was wrong, I won't dare again, please forgive me."
Gonggong's face was expressionless as he placed Nuannuan in Yang Fei's hands, turning suddenly, and slapped Hebrew's head fiercely.
Although Hebrew knelt on the ground, he dared not avoid it, slightly moving to miss the vital part of his head.
He was struck on the shoulder by Gonggong's palm, instantly falling back and spitting blood crazily.
Even so, Hebrew did not dare resist, he turned over and got up, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Mr. Yang, I dare not, please spare me, I shouldn't have acted against Miss Nuannuan, I'm so remorseful."
Yang Fei's expression was stern, reaching out to feel Nuannuan's pulse, discovering she was severely injured, her vitality weak.
Yang Fei silently channeled True Yuan Energy, and a wisp of golden Essence Qi formed in his palm, penetrating into Nuannuan's brow.
Strangely enough, the dark aura on Nuannuan's cheeks immediately faded, her cheeks regaining a bit of rosy hue.
At this, Zhu Rong and Gonggong were both surprised and delighted, stopping their attack on Hebrew, staring intently at Yang Fei.
Hebrew knelt on the ground, not daring to stand, his head always bowed.
Vital life energy surged within Yang Fei, Essence Qi filling him with vigorous Essence Qi, flowing into Nuannuan's body.
Yang Fei could feel that the cells in Nuannuan's body were madly dividing and growing under this surge of vitality.
Before long, Nuannuan's eyelashes moved, and Zhu Rong and Gonggong's hearts leaped to their throats, pounding loudly.
Two or three minutes later, Nuannuan finally slowly opened her eyes, seeing Yang Fei, her eyes showing surprise and delight.
"Uncle, we've met again. Is this hell?"
Yang Fei smiled faintly, reaching out to stroke her long hair.
"This is both heaven and hell. Who hurt you?"
I'm back late, the rest of the update, everyone will see it tomorrow morning.