Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

High in the sky, the boundless Buddhist light seemed to manifest a golden Changhe, within which an unimaginably world-shaking power churned and surged.

Ye Chen gazed at the figure standing atop a golden lotus dais. Fighting spirit surged in his eyes as a sky-piercing purple light erupted from his body, colliding with the golden Buddhist light Changhe.

This was a formidable enemy from Jingkong Temple!

Ye Chen had never imagined he would have to face an expert from such a behemoth power so soon.

But he felt not a shred of fear. 'Any enemy who blocks my path, I will use all my strength to utterly crush them!'

"Kill!"

Ye Chen let out a cold shout and stomped his foot down. With a thunderous boom, the very ground seemed to shake as fine, web-like cracks spread from beneath his feet.

Ye Chen used the force of the recoil to launch himself into the air, hurtling toward Pure Buddha.

"Kill!"

Pure Buddha roared in response, his body wreathed in Buddhist light, looking like a war Buddha capable of dominating all of existence.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"…"

Terrifying aftershocks ravaged the sky, nearly shattering the void itself!

Divine flames and Treasure Light bloomed across the heavens. A vast Spiritual Power Changhe shot forth like a bolt of silk, only to explode into a sky-filling rain of light.

This was a powerful Cultivator who had reached the Ninth Layer of the Divine Might Realm!

This was Ye Chen's first time fighting an enemy at the Ninth Layer of the Divine Might Realm. He'd long wanted to test his own combat strength, and his aura surged ever higher. Each punch he threw unleashed a monstrous power, as if it could sink the heavens and shatter the earth!

"From a pure nature, all dharmas arise," Pure Buddha chanted, a tremendous divine light glinting in his eyes.

Ye Chen's offensive was too domineering and fierce. He had no need for flashy techniques; his straightforward punches alone were enough to nearly disperse the Buddhist light surrounding Pure Buddha. The golden lotus dais beneath his opponent's feet was even on the verge of shattering.

Pure Buddha's expression grew solemn. He, too, abandoned all special techniques, merely empowering himself with the secret arts of the Buddhist Sect. Wielding his fists, he engaged Ye Chen in a raw, exhilarating exchange.

No one could have expected that when two peerless, Great Power Level figures clashed, there would be no earth-shattering techniques—only the solid, visceral impact of flesh on flesh.

It was simple to the extreme, unadorned to the extreme.

Like two martial artists dueling in the mortal world, deciding victory and defeat with nothing but their fists!

Watching the two figures weave and tumble through the void, Minghui's heart sank, and all color drained from his aged face.

'That brat… he can actually fight on par with Lord Pure Buddha?!'

He couldn't believe his eyes. A look of shocked disbelief flickered in his gaze.

The two Saint Monks at his side also found it utterly inconceivable, their faces etched with astonishment.

After all, once a cultivator reached the Divine Might Realm, the gap between each minor layer was immense.

Pure Buddha, at the Ninth Layer of the Divine Might Realm, was worlds stronger than someone like Minghui, who was only at the Fifth Layer.

And that was to say nothing of the fact that Pure Buddha was a Great Power from Jingkong Temple!

A Cultivator hailing from such a behemoth of a power would undoubtedly possess a cultivation base and foundation far stronger than that of an ordinary Cultivator.

Even if they were at the same Cultivation Realm, Minghui wouldn't have been able to withstand a single blow from Pure Buddha.

So, for Ye Chen to be able to battle Pure Buddha to such a degree was an absolutely astonishing feat.

It was undeniable proof that despite only being in the Divinity Transformation Realm, Ye Chen already possessed a heaven-defying foundation sufficient to reign supreme even within the Divine Might Realm!

'How in the world did he cultivate?!'

Minghui swallowed hard, feeling as though the young man before him was a complete enigma.

"Lord Pure Buddha… he won't actually lose, will he?"

One of the Saint Monks stared blankly at the fierce battle in the sky, unable to keep the trepidation out of his voice.

"Impossible!"

Minghui's voice was cold and decisive. "Lord Pure Buddha is a Great Power from Jingkong Temple. His trump cards and techniques are far beyond what we've seen on the surface."

"That brat's talent may be astonishing, but his Cultivation Realm is ultimately too low."

"If this stalemate continues, Lord Pure Buddha is bound to have the advantage!"

"Let's hope so…" The Saint Monk nodded slightly, his brown eyes reflecting the terrifyingly fierce collision in the sky above.

'Even a single stray shockwave from that clash could probably kill a Divinity Transformation Realm expert like me with ease!'

Just watching from a distance made his heart pound with terror!

High in the sky, Ye Chen threw another punch, which whistled through the air, trailing a sky full of purple light.

For a moment, it seemed as if an ancient, desolate dragon's roar resounded, shaking heaven and earth. A draconic might pressed down like the firmament itself, threatening to suppress all of creation.

"Is this all you've got?"

Pure Buddha's face remained calm as an astonishing secret power from the Buddhist Sect surged around him. He pointed a finger, and the vast spiritual energy of the world gathered, forming a brilliant orb of light that he grasped in his hand.

At a glance, he looked like a celestial deity holding the sun itself, his power monstrous as he bathed in sacred Buddhist light.

Pure Buddha pushed the orb of light forward, blocking the ancient draconic might. Immediately after, he threw a punch of his own, colliding heavily with Ye Chen.

"BOOM!"

An invisible shockwave spread across the sky, sweeping away all the clouds within a radius of several thousand meters and revealing a pristine, clear expanse.

Ye Chen's figure was as unmoving as a mountain; he didn't retreat a single half-step.

Pure Buddha, on the other hand, had clearly lost out in the exchange. He staggered backward, struggling to regain his footing.

His handsome face remained placid, but deep within his eyes, an indiscernible light flickered.

"In a contest of pure physical strength, you're no match for me."

Ye Chen said coolly.

He had used nothing but pure physical power, while Pure Buddha had augmented himself with the secret arts of the Buddhist Sect.

And yet, even so, Pure Buddha was still a step behind him when it came to trading blows.

"Perhaps."

Pure Buddha didn't admit it directly, instead offering a vague, noncommittal reply.

"Aren't you going to use your trump cards yet?"

"Or do you plan to keep fighting me like this forever?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, a look of disappointment crossing his face.

That look of utter boredom was a deep provocation to Pure Buddha, sending ripples through the heart he prided on being tranquil and detached.

'I am a peerless Cultivator at the Ninth Layer of the Divine Might Realm!'

'In the eastern part of the dynasty, my power is enough to sweep across the land. I'm known as invincible!'

'Yet now, I'm being looked down upon by some kid from the Divinity Transformation Realm?'

Anyone in his position would have their heart filled with rage, unable to remain calm!