Chapter 2114: Yama’s Invitation

Facing the incoming punch, Tuoba Yang knew it was bad, but he had no choice. There was no longer any room to retreat, so he could only meet it with a punch of his own.

The two fists collided again, one side flashing red light, the other flickering with lightning.

But this time, the situation was completely different, and the victor was immediately clear. The red light rapidly disintegrated under the flash of lightning, eventually disappearing.

Clearly, Benlei Palm had suppressed Blood Fiend Art.

"This…"

Tuoba Yang was both shocked and unwilling. This Blood Fiend Art was his trump card, one he had never used against an enemy before.

He had been counting on it to make a name for himself at a critical moment, but he never expected that as soon as he revealed it, it would be utterly suppressed.

After a direct clash, Ye Bufan retreated seven or eight steps, shaking his head inwardly.

The diminished Mental Energy greatly reduced the power of Benlei Palm; otherwise, this strike alone would have made the opponent suffer.

Even so, he held an absolute advantage.

Next, the two exchanged dozens of blows in the blink of an eye. Each time, the lightning power of Benlei Palm managed to dissolve a portion of the Blood Fiend Qi from Blood Fiend Art.

By the end, the red light on Tuoba Yang's body had disappeared, and he had returned to his previous state; Blood Fiend Art had been completely dismantled.

Without the support of Blood Fiend Art, his Physical Body strength was no match for Ye Bufan's. He was directly sent flying over ten meters by a single punch, crashing with a thud against the railing of the Sword Discussion Platform.

"This…"

The crowd below showed expressions of astonishment. At this moment, they fully realized how terrifying Ye Bufan was. He wasn't just bluffing before; he truly possessed the strength.

On the Sword Discussion Platform, Zhang He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a smile involuntarily appearing at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already seen the hope of restoring his damaged body.

Zhongli Mei nodded with satisfaction, smiling as he said, "Not bad, not bad. He's a promising talent. It seems we can save some face in this Talent Demon Competition."

Tuoba Yang on the stage, however, had bloodshot eyes, filled with anger and unwillingness. This was supposed to be his moment to make a name for himself, so how did such a Little fellow suddenly appear?

No, no matter what, he couldn't lose. He had to win this round.

Thinking this, he leaped into the air again, unleashing a continuous barrage of palm strikes, countless palm shadows raining down one after another.

"Break for me!"

With an absolute advantage, Ye Bufan easily neutralized this wave of attacks. At the same time, the counter-shock force sent Tuoba Yang flying again.

But just then, Tuoba Yang flicked his sleeve, and a dark light shot out from within.

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It instantly appeared before him.

Ye Bufan realized it was bad and tried to dodge, but the object was simply too fast. Before he could even react, it had already struck his chest.

Strangely, the object's force wasn't strong; it was soft and pliable, like taffy. After touching his skin, it rapidly spread, enveloping his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Immediately following, the wailing of ghosts echoed in his ears as countless阴魂 began to seep into his skin, devouring his Yang Qi in large gulps.

Ye Bufan remained calm and quickly circulated his Chaotic True Qi, shaking all the阴魂 out.

"Hahahaha, Little fellow, you still fell for it, didn't you?"

At this, Tuoba Yang laughed triumphantly, "Do you know what this is? This is the King of Hell's Post, ranked first among the ten great hidden weapons.

If the King of Hell calls for your death at the third watch, who can keep you until the fifth? Even if you are a Body Cultivator, it's useless.

Hurry up and surrender, or don't blame me if you're sucked into a dried corpse!"

The more Tuoba Yang spoke, the more pleased he became. In his opinion, with the King of Hell's Post, Ye Bufan had no chance of resisting. He had already secured victory for the day.

The crowd below all changed their expressions, especially the Cultivators, who had all heard of the King of Hell's Post.

This item was ranked first among the ten great hidden weapons. Legend had it that once struck by the King of Hell's Post, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

Unless the caster could show mercy and retrieve it quickly.

However, this item was extremely difficult to refine; for many years, it was only heard of, and rarely seen. No one expected the First Prince to use it today.

Even the Four Great Elders on the viewing platform changed their expressions now. They naturally knew about the King of Hell's Post.

Even if they encountered this item themselves, they could only temporarily avoid its edge. Once struck, there was no way to break free.

Ye Bufan was enveloped by the King of Hell's Post, and he realized that this item truly lived up to its reputation as the number one hidden weapon.

Not only did it come and go without a trace, but its offensive power was truly overbearing. In just this short while, his Chaotic True Qi was almost unable to hold on.

In fact, he only needed to unleash the Demon Refining Bottle, and he could immediately absorb all of the King of Hell's Post.

But he had already used it once, and now the attention of the entire audience was on him, including those several Void Tempering Realm experts. He was afraid of exposing his secret.

In the Cultivation World, strength has always been supreme, and many Cultivators have no sense of morality. Killing people and seizing treasures is a common occurrence.

Once someone discovered a Divine Artifact like the Demon Refining Bottle, it would likely bring endless trouble.

"Eye of Lihuo!"

After careful consideration, he gave up on the Demon Refining Bottle and instead directly used the Eye of Lihuo. Two streams of

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fire shot straight out from his eyes, then transformed into two Fire Dragons that enveloped him.

The most lethal aspect of the King of Hell's Post was the condensed Yin souls, but dark things have always feared fire. Moreover, Ye Bufan's Eye of Lihuo contained a trace of the power of Sky-Burning Violet Fire.

Although he was afraid of being discovered and didn't dare to inject too much, it was already enough to deal with these Yin souls.

The King of Hell's Post, which had been tightly wrapped around Ye Bufan's body, now rapidly turned into nothingness under the refining power of the flames, slowly dissipating, and finally disappearing.

"Uh…"

Everyone present was dumbfounded. They never expected Ye Bufan to resolve the crisis before him with such a strange method.

This was the King of Hell's Post, ranked first on the hidden weapon list. According to legend, there was no way to break it, yet it was so easily broken.

On the viewing platform, Qin Biyao nodded secretly: "This Little fellow's fire control technique is quite good."

Zhongli Mei was full of smiles and followed up, saying, "It seems this Little fellow is even more formidable than we anticipated."

They had already designated Ye Bufan as a candidate for the Genius Demon Battle, so naturally, they hoped his abilities would be as strong as possible.

"This is impossible!"

Tuoba Yang let out an angry roar. This King of Hell's Post was his life-saving treasure. He had reluctantly brought it out today to win, but he never expected it to be in vain in the end.

"Your Highness, it's my turn now."

Ye Bufan's figure flickered, and he appeared before Tuoba Yang, unleashing a powerful and heavy punch.

Caught off guard, Tuoba Yang was completely unable to resist. He flew backward, spewed a large mouthful of blood, and then lay sprawled on the platform, unable to get up for a long time.

Seeing this scene, many people sighed inwardly, it seemed the First Prince was going to lose.

At the same time, they marveled at Ye Bufan's power. He truly was silent when he was silent, and astounding when he made a move. No one expected him to be so powerful.

"I can't lose, I absolutely cannot lose!"

Tuoba Yang's eyes were bloodshot. Thinking of Luo Yudie and the throne he yearned for, he was filled with unwillingness and let out a roar like a wild beast.

In his immense anger, a faint 'click' sound echoed in his mind. The Body Integration Stage Bottleneck, which he had been unable to Breakthrough for so long, actually loosened at this moment.

Unlike others, Tuoba Yang enjoyed abundant Cultivation resources in the imperial family. Three years ago, he had already reached the Peak of the Void Refining Realm, but he had never been able to overcome this obstacle.

By a stroke of Opportunity, he finally ushered in the chance for a Breakthrough today. On one hand, it was an Opportunity, and on the other, it was the result of long-term accumulation.