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The expressions of the seven suddenly stiffened, their gazes fixed on the calm-faced young man not far away, a look of shock appearing on all their faces.
Although they were aware that Fang Chen and Lian Yiyue were not weak, it was only when Fang Chen's aura was released that they realized it was not just strong; it was terrifying!
Even those few individuals did not possess an aura as intimidating as what Fang Chen was exuding at that moment.
"Once you're done talking, you can die," Fang Chen said coldly, his gaze sweeping over the astonished Seven Hunters.
At the word "die," all seven felt a violent tremor in their hearts, an unparalleled sense of danger suddenly spreading from deep within. Having experienced slaughter, they understood this kind of aura; it was a sign that truly threatened their lives.
"Run!"
With their faces changing drastically, the seven hesitated for no moment and immediately fled towards the mountain path behind them. As Hunters, they were now fleeing from their "prey"!
Witnessing this almost unbelievable scene, the group behind them, who had been somewhat apprehensive, suddenly found the situation quite amusing.
As their eyes swept over Fang Chen and the fleeing Seven Hunters, a huge question emerged in everyone's minds.
Who is the true Hunter?
Watching the seven escape before him with indifference, Fang Chen's calm face showed no trace of joy or anger. He simply shook his head and slowly extended a hand, slightly waving it in the air before him.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted in mid-air, followed by an enigmatic aura rapidly spreading out. Then, centered around Fang Chen, the surrounding air began to surge violently. In that moment, a massive hand made of air visibly coalesced out of thin air.
As soon as the enormous air hand took shape, it immediately shot towards the Seven Hunters, who had already fled a distance away.
"Void Condensation!"
Sensing the movement behind him, one of the seven exclaimed in shock.
"How is this possible? Cheating, this is cheating! This guy can't possibly be a Body Refinement Realm warrior!" someone shouted to the sky, as if accusing someone.
Bang, bang, bang...
At that moment, a series of dull crashing sounds echoed. The Seven Hunters, who had been at a distance from Fang Chen, suddenly lost control of their bodies and were sent flying towards Fang Chen by the massive palm of air.
With a slight bend of his middle finger, a flicker of half-black, half-white light danced at his fingertips, radiating a dangerous glow. Fang Chen looked at the seven figures flying towards him, his dark eyes filled with ruthlessness. His fingers trembled slightly as he prepared to strike again.
However, at that moment, Fang Chen felt a sudden jolt in his heart as an overwhelming aura far beyond the Primordial Embryo Realm swept over him in an instant, as if probing for something.
"A powerhouse from the Heavenly Realm!" Fang Chen's heart tightened. But soon after, a smile appeared on his calm face. As the smile blossomed, he finally flicked his bent middle finger lightly, causing the half-black, half-white eerie light at his fingertip to shine brightly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Seven beams of Qi Energy infused with the Power of Creation shot out instantly, carrying with them the scent of death.
"No!"
Someone screamed in despair!
However, that scream was quickly cut off. Then came the sound of seven explosions ringing out. The Seven Hunters, once regarded as terrifying by many warriors, burst apart like fireworks at that moment, transforming into a cloud of blood mist! The thick smell of blood wafted away with the mountain breeze.
"Is... is this how it ends?" In the distance, the onlookers were stunned, unable to comprehend what they had just witnessed.
These seven individuals were not mere nobodies; among them, one or two were powerful enough to rival an ordinary Heavenly Genius. If someone of Lian Yiyue's caliber were to engage them, victory would be difficult to achieve in a short time, and there was even a risk of being injured or repelled. But now...
With a simple gesture and a snap of his fingers, all seven fell dead without even a chance to escape!
Was this guy really just a Body Refinement Realm martial artist?
The crowd was left in shock, aware that Fang Chen was strong, but this level of strength was simply outrageous!
Indeed, it was excessive; it was as if he was testing the limits of their endurance.
"This guy's power has increased again..." Lian Yiyue murmured, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.
From the moment she saw Fang Chen today, she sensed something different about him—an ancient, weathered aura that was hard to articulate. Initially, Lian Yiyue thought it might be due to Fang Chen having secluded himself to practice a particular combat technique or something similar, so she didn't pay much attention. However, it was clear now that this was a significant transformation in his strength!
"How can someone still in the Body Refinement Realm grow so terrifyingly strong?" After the initial shock, Lian Yiyue's eyes trembled lightly as she fixed her gaze on Fang Chen, scanning him back and forth.
Logically speaking, even among those at the same realm, there could be considerable differences in strength between geniuses and ordinary individuals. However, such differences had their limits. Even those geniuses or freaks could not infinitely increase their strength within the same realm unless they broke through. Yet now, how could one explain what was happening with Fang Chen?
Lian Yiyue was puzzled, and so were the others. But the scene of him effortlessly eliminating seven powerful Hunters with just a wave of his hand and a snap of his fingers had already been deeply etched into their minds.
Seeing the astonished and incredulous expressions on everyone's faces, including Lian Yiyue beside him, Fang Chen shook his head and remained silent.
He certainly couldn't reveal that his ability to exhibit such terrifying power in the Body Refinement Realm stemmed from his past life as a Heavenly Realm martial artist and that he had experienced life as if he were in the Nirvana Realm. The combination of these experiences had allowed him to surpass his current cultivation level in terms of martial comprehension. Even within the Ziyang Sect, where legends spoke of the Realm of the Daoist Lord, few could match him purely based on Martial Arts Realm alone.
Martial Arts Realm is a realm where the higher one ascends, the more they can unleash tenfold power from a single unit of strength. Currently, Fang Chen is not just at that level; with his unparalleled extraordinary realm, he might even be able to exert a hundred times his strength. This explains why Fang Chen, despite seemingly still being at the Body Refinement Realm, can unleash such terrifying power. His essence has fundamentally changed, making any comparison irrelevant.
It's akin to a creature that is essentially a lion suddenly transforming into a sheep. Even if its current strength is diminished, certain intrinsic qualities remain unchanged, making it incomparable to other sheep. Once it unleashes its power, it can still easily overpower other sheep.
His gaze lightly swept over the corpse that had been reduced to seven piles of minced flesh and blood. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, several Storage Rings and a dark token floated up from the already exploded bodies of the Seven Hunters.
Killing for wealth often goes hand in hand. Since he had killed the men, Fang Chen naturally would not let their possessions go to waste. Although his Martial Arts Realm was unfathomable at this point, he was still materially impoverished.
After collecting all the Storage Rings, Fang Chen glanced at the seven dark tokens before him and smiled.
"Forty-seven, forty-three," he murmured.
Each of the seven tokens bore simple numbers that represented the strength of these Hunters. The smaller the number, the stronger the individual. The top fifty were even noted by Ziyang Sect in a booklet as key targets for "special attention."
Naturally, the rewards for killing these fifty individuals would be substantial, and among the previous seven, only two ranked within the top fifty.
"If those in the top fifty are already considered Heavenly Genius, then perhaps those ranked highest possess even greater strength than rumored," Fang Chen mused. He gazed deeper into the mountain path, a smile suddenly appearing on his face.
"This makes killing them all the more interesting," Fang Chen said to himself, then disregarded the stunned crowd behind him and stepped forward once more.
...
"It seems we've encountered quite a troublesome character this time," a somewhat languid voice echoed from deep within the mountain path.
On a mountain path one zhang wide, several large stones lay scattered about. On these boulders, four figures could be faintly seen, some sitting cross-legged, some standing, and others lying down.
The one who spoke earlier was an exceptionally handsome young man.
Indeed, he was beautiful.
Although this person was male, his skin was as white as snow, his body tall yet slightly slender, and his oval face was so attractive that it could easily make women envious. However, this strikingly beautiful young man was none other than Situ Lie, a name that struck fear into the hearts of many warriors from Purple Sun Valley and ranked highly in this Hunter event!
A rather imposing name; however, at first glance, Situ Lie's appearance seemed far from imposing. Only those who had witnessed him in action could understand the kind of bloodshed that the three characters of Situ Lie represented.
"Troublesome?" As Situ Lie's words fell, not far from him stood a burly man in a black robe, exuding a faint aura of dark energy. He looked like a towering iron tower and disdainfully remarked, "What troublesome characters could possibly appear in such a remote place? The Ziyang Sect is truly declining; they are now recruiting disciples in such locations."
"Being able to kill seven of Lin Teng's men in just a few breaths should be considered troublesome," Situ Lie said as he stood up, his gaze drifting toward the direction of the mountain path with a charming smile on his lips.
"In just a few breaths!" Upon hearing this, Mo Cangming's pupils slightly constricted. However, he soon cast a casual glance at the two individuals nearby who remained seated with their eyes closed and silent. A sinister smile suddenly appeared on his dark face: "Well then, finally a decent fellow has arrived; it seems we can finally make our move."
With that, he slowly stood up, an explosive and malevolent aura suddenly sweeping out from him: "As per usual rules, whoever wins gets to go."
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