Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Not enough, still not enough!"

The Saint Heir spat blood, forcibly burning his life force to unleash even more powerful energy, with the Divine’s Right Hand shining brilliantly.

"Boom! Boom!"

Heaven and Earth trembled, the earth made a thunderous sound, as the plates shifted, unable to withstand such immense pressure.

Terrifying power gathered on the Saint Heir’s right hand, like an incomparable divine fist, as if a deity was reborn, gleaming with golden light.

Blood sprayed once more; the Saint Heir was already frenzied, eyes crimson, exerting all his strength, pushing his power to the peak, even beyond, almost reaching the limit.

"Golden Divine Fist!"

The Saint Heir roared, his power accumulating to the peak, finally throwing the punch.

A massive fist shadow suddenly appeared, shining with golden light, as if the entire world was encompassed by this golden fist. Not just Cliff Lake, but the entire scenic area around could see the radiant gold.

Like an apocalypse, everyone held their breath, too terrified.

The Saint Heir burned his life force, launching his ultimate attack, a move that was almost mutually destructive; even if he killed Ye Qingfeng, he himself would suffer severe injuries.

Can Ye Kill God withstand this move?

The enormous golden fist rushed towards Ye Qingfeng like a mountain, filled with killing intent, making one nearly suffocate.

"Ye Qingfeng, my golden right fist is invincible!" The Saint Heir roared, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, yet his face showed a smile, laughing wildly.

He was already mad.

Invincible?

Ye Qingfeng sneered; a mere spirit artifact dares to call itself invincible.

Simply ridiculous!

The Divine’s Right Hand is a top-quality first-level spirit artifact, though extremely precious on Earth, almost miraculous.

But to Ye Qingfeng, it was just junk.

He once held the Red Blood Sword, with the Devouring Sky Pearl intact, in peak condition, and didn’t dare claim invincibility.

He dares to boast invincibility!

"Break it with one punch!"

Ye Qingfeng sneered, throwing a punch, his left arm, simply and directly with a punch, the most ordinary move.

Didn’t even stir a breeze.

Plain and unremarkable!

"Rumble!"

Ye Qingfeng’s left arm, like a train passing through a tunnel, struck the golden giant fist, advancing layer by layer, directly punching through.

Large swaths of metallic fist shadows shattered, turning into fragments, scattered in all directions, under the Saint Heir’s immensely shocked gaze, Ye Qingfeng punched through the fist shadow, hitting the Saint Heir’s chest.

"Bang!"

Ye Qingfeng’s fist went through the body, directly through the Saint Heir’s chest, blood spurting everywhere.

Everyone was stunned! Dumbstruck!

Only to see Ye Qingfeng and the Saint Heir’s bodies overlapped, one in a black robe, one in red, both cloaks fluttering.

However, Ye Qingfeng’s fist pierced through the Saint Heir’s chest, the shock still in his eyes.

Blood continued to flow massively.

"Bang!"

The Saint Heir’s body fell, the heavy sound bringing the crowd back to their senses, swallowing dryly, feeling parched with no words to say.

Not to mention the foreign martial artists who originally doubted, even Huaxia martial artists were extremely shocked.

Ye Qingfeng’s power once again refreshed their understanding.

"Truly deserving of... Ye Kill God." One person said with a twitching mouth.

"If the Church Court wants revenge, come find me, Ye Qingfeng!"

Ye Qingfeng remained calm, grabbed the Saint Heir’s body, flew away directly, turned into a rainbow, disappeared into the sky.

A great battle eventually came to an end.

The crowd still stood in place, not leaving for a long time, still reminiscing about the previous battle, the shock Ye Qingfeng brought them was immense.

The figure in the black robe, still lingering in their hearts, like an invincible god of kill, a shadow like a ghost, yet strong and domineering, crushing everything, unstoppable!

"The battle is over, why don’t you leave quickly, foreign martial artists, leave Huaxia within three days, otherwise, bear the consequences!"

A Huaxia War Emperor strong person stood out, shouted sternly.

A group of foreign martial artists shivered and quickly said, "Yes, yes, we will leave Huaxia immediately, absolutely won’t intrude without permission."

"Yes, yes, I will never come to Huaxia again in my life!"

"We’ll leave immediately!"

...

Foreign martial artists turned away shouting, if it were before, how could they be so obedient, likely wouldn’t have taken it seriously.

But now, anyone with sense wouldn’t rebel.

Not daring to utter a harsh word.

That Ye Kill God truly kills as casually as drinking water, kills at will. Truly cannot provoke!

Ye Qingfeng casually found an isolated place, put down the Saint Heir’s body, then suddenly acted.

Ye Qingfeng grabbed the Saint Heir’s right hand, harnessing Heaven and Earth Power, clutching the Divine’s Right Hand, directly stripping it from the Saint Heir’s corpse.

This kind of spirit artifact has merged into the body, fused with the right hand, but Ye Qingfeng’s power can forcibly separate.

Holding the normal palm-sized, shining golden Divine’s Right Hand, Ye Qingfeng revealed a slight smile.

"This thing, although not very useful to me, is very suitable for Zhong Ming! Under my elixir, he is about to advance to the War Emperor realm, paired with the Divine’s Right Hand, his power can rise another notch!"

Ye Qingfeng was quite satisfied, this was a top-quality first-level spirit artifact, very precious on Earth, because of this treasure, the Saint Heir’s power could increase significantly.

Ye Qingfeng satisfactorily stashed away the Divine’s Right Hand, with a blaze of spiritual fire, burned the Saint Heir’s body to smoke, stepped onto the Futu Sword, directly left.

On Cliff Lake.

A group of martial artists finally gradually dispersed, when leaving, everyone was still engaging in discussions.

A group of young people eventually got up to leave, giggling, all with smiles on their faces, satisfied to witness this battle.

This was absolutely a shock never to be forgotten.

"Oh, that Ye Kill God was truly handsome, it’s a pity, just left like that, I wanted to take a photo with him, have a signature, I wonder if there’s a chance to see him again in this life."

"Yes, what a pity, this is the most charismatic man I’ve seen, suppressing the masters from various countries, so domineering and handsome, those male stars, young idols, compared to my Ye Kill God, are simply weak!"

"Wow, when was Ye Qingfeng yours, shameless."

"Hehe, I don’t care, Ye Kill God is mine, you chase those young idols yourself..."

A group of girls laughed, still reminiscing, the world of martial artists, to these ordinary girls, was just too shocking.

And Ye Qingfeng’s powerful dominance, further upended these girls’ worldview.

Not saying love, but towards Ye Qingfeng, there’s definitely immense admiration.