Chapter Seventeen: Locking Heaven Fist

  A middle-aged man stood in the void, his black hair cascading down like a waterfall, his ancient bronze-colored skin emitting a faint aura of treasure, as if it were a substantial flesh. His gaze seemed to span countless years, and the vicissitudes of life had accumulated an air that made the blue clouds feel extremely dangerous. He stared intently at the middle-aged man, with the Four Directions Golden Origin Transformation Divine Technique circulating within his body, every strand of bone marrow infused with golden light.

  "Time is merciless, and eternity has passed, you immortals should not appear here."

  The middle-aged man's voice was calm, but Biyun could sense a killing intent from deep within his soul.

  However, he is not afraid. With the help of many fake soul pellets, he has already reached the realm of Xian Bone's Great Perfection, and it only takes one more step to reach the realm of Xian Soul. This middle-aged man was once a strong man in the Human Tribe's Fusion Soul Realm, but now he is no longer his former self. His current state is similar to that of a Warrior Soul, with the aura of a Soldier Soul, and he already belongs to a non-human existence, making it absolutely impossible for him to possess his former combat strength.

  In her heart, Biyun coldly smiled and said: "The mortal realm's great earth is actually the ancestral land of my immortal clan. Endless years ago, my immortal clan ruled supreme over the heavens, and we opened up the void pathways just to take back what belongs to us!"

  "That belongs to you." The middle-aged man smiled, his eyes emitting a cold glow. "Before the 107th era, your clan's Qingtian Xianhuang also said that, and was beheaded by our Human Emperor Zhurong in the northern wilderness of Zhongyuan Mountain."

  "Bastard!"

  Bi Yun burst into a loud shout, his large hand flipped over, and a gigantic golden spear ten zhang long suddenly materialized out of thin air. The sharp golden aura sliced through the air, piercing everything, and shot towards the middle-aged man with incredible speed. In an instant, it traversed tens of zhang of empty space and reached the middle-aged man's forehead. Its speed was as swift as lightning, so fast that it was almost unimaginable, and even seemed to have slightly escaped Xiao Yi's mental lock. If this spear had been aimed at him, he would probably not have been able to dodge it.

  For the Xian tribe, the northern wilderness left an eternal pain. A mountain for burying immortals, buried their first immortal emperor of the Xian tribe, until now they have not been able to return home, being forever suppressed. Many eras have passed, perhaps long since dispersed and submerged in the long river of time.

  "Be careful!"

  Xiao Yi let out a low shout, and the ten-zhang golden spear that had reached the middle-aged man's brow suddenly trembled violently, its body coming to an abrupt halt in mid-air. Then, it burst apart, transforming into specks of golden light that returned to the heavens and earth.

  What!

  Baiyun's heart skipped a beat, and in the next instant, the middle-aged man took a step forward. A majestic purple war aura burst out, sweeping across the four directions with an overwhelming momentum that belonged to the Fused Soul Realm. The originally diffuse white mist above his head suddenly broke open, revealing a hundred-zhang-wide void. The terrifying aura caused Shi Zhenxuan's eyes to narrow, and then a shocking beam of light shot out, as the crimson heavenly horse whinnied and transformed into a crimson ray that plunged into the void.

  "This is the Realm of Merging Souls!" The Fire River Tribe's leader's eyes revealed a look of shock, as such an aura actually emerged from the Wind Fang Valley, could it be that there was a predecessor of another tribe within.

  "Kill!"

  Sensing this aura of a strong human, the two armies' will to fight grew stronger. Their killing intent surged like a tide, and the Soul-Devouring Array shook violently, on the verge of collapse. The Blood Rune that had been holding down the entire Wind Tooth Valley had already shattered seven or eight tenths, and the remaining ones were all covered in cracks. It was likely that it wouldn't take long before they completely collapsed. This would bury the entire Wind Tooth tribe's Xian clan's mysterious array, and it would thoroughly disappear.

  Inside Fengya Valley.

  Shi Zhi Xuan rode the heavenly horse into the sky and landed beside Xiao Yi. His eyes were fixed intently on the stone pedestal, where the aura emanating from Bi Yun's body was even stronger than that of the Blood Clan, and had probably reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Bone realm.

  A murderous aura permeated the air, Shi Zhi Xuan understood that this was the cultivation boost obtained by burying the entire Feng Ya tribe. Every strand of immortal energy grew with the accumulation of countless human lives and bones.

  "Four-sided Metal of the Geng Cycle, Primordial Transformation into a Holy Wheel!"

  On the stone platform, Biyun's hands formed a seal, and in an instant, the void within a few feet of her shook violently. The sharp golden energy between heaven and earth suddenly howled forth, condensing into an ancient, rustic gold wheel before her. This gold wheel was razor-sharp and unmatched; as soon as it appeared, the air around her instantly shattered, revealing a patch of true empty space.

  "I shall turn the wheel of destiny, take Heaven's place in meting out punishment, and slaughter all living things!"

  Azure clouds hummed, the Yuanyuan Xian wheel suddenly buzzed, as if giving birth to spiritual wisdom. Golden light blazed, the sharp golden air almost condensed to its extreme, the Xian wheel shattered the void, wherever it passed, true emptiness spread, the sharp air was like a sharp arrow whistling, the ground in front of the stone platform instantly became full of holes.

  The middle-aged man was unmoved, and the sharp aura that reached his body collapsed. He stood still like a mountain, emitting a majestic air.

  Hmph!

  The golden wheel arrived in front of him, and suddenly stopped half a foot away. The ten-zhang golden wheel continued to rotate, but it seemed to have encountered an invisible wall. A large number of sparks splashed out, each the size of a baby's fist, bright red, and the ground was instantly burned and melted, revealing many dark holes.

  He slowly raised his right hand, and the middle-aged man pressed down on it from a distance. A shocking aura burst forth, and the yuanhua xian wheel let out a mournful cry before shattering into dust in an instant.

  Pfft!

  One mouthful of blood spurted out, and Biyun retreated three steps in a row. For the first time, a look of horror appeared in his eyes: "Impossible! My Four-Square Canopy Golden Primordial Transformation Technique has already been fully mastered. Even if it's an ordinary Fusion Soul Realm strongman, it's impossible to hurt me like this. Who are you? Are you human or ghost?"

  He shook his head slightly, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. "I'm not human, nor am I a ghost, but... I'm the one who killed you."

  Boom!

  In an instant, a resplendent purple battle aura burst forth from the middle-aged man's body. He threw a punch, and his crystal-like fist was shrouded in a purple halo. This one punch sealed off the heavens and locked down the earth, containing boundless mysteries. The moment the middle-aged man made his move, the Azure Clouds suddenly discovered that they could no longer sense even a hint of the sharp golden aura in the surrounding skies and lands. This one punch seemed to have isolated heaven and earth. Faintly, he appeared to have thought of something, and a terrified color emerged from the depths of his pupils.

  "Heavenly Locking Fist of Military Law!"

  The purple energy was vast, the battle energy was like a shocking thunderclap. Under such fist techniques, Biyun felt that her breathing had become stagnant, and her whole body's immortal bones were trembling. Suo Tian Quan (Locking Heaven Fist), he had once seen records of it in the Zongmen Cangshu Dadian (Hidden Book Great Hall). It was a martial art created by humans specifically to restrain their Xian tribe. One punch would isolate heaven and earth, completely cutting off their connection with heaven and earth, and slowly eroding them away. It was indeed a terrifying fist technique.

  There are rumors that the creator of this martial art was a human king from dozens of centuries ago, and there are also rumors that it was a great emperor of the human tribe from three centuries ago. There is even a legend that it was passed down from the Human Emperor Suiren from 107 centuries ago. This Locking Heaven Fist appeared in the previous era, shocking the entire Xian tribe. Although it was just a martial art, many strong human tribesmen took it as their foundation and created even stronger military strategies and royal tactics. Among them, at its peak, an imperial record was born, which became famous throughout the hundred realms of this era and is known as the Investiture of the Gods.

  "No! I won't die! I can't die! What about the Locking Heaven Fist then?!"

  Between life and death, a ferocious color flashed in Bì Yún's eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a turtle shell the size of a palm. The shell was as black as ink, with ancient and mysterious engravings on its surface. As Bì Yún infused it with his celestial energy, the black shell suddenly emitted a faint white glow. This light wasn't intense, but everything it illuminated returned to nothingness.

  Boom!

  The power of the Locking Heaven Fist slammed into the white mangrove, instantly dissolving it, unable to move forward even a little bit, completely blocked.

  Xiao Yi's pupils slightly condensed, what the black tortoise shell was, but saw the middle-aged man's expression unchanged, he took a step forward and came to the front of the tortoise shell, his purple fist pierced through everything and collided violently with the tortoise shell.

  Rumble!

  The stone platform shook violently, as if a thunderbolt had exploded. The blue cloud vomited fresh blood wildly, and the four golden shields in front of him completely collapsed. If it weren't for the turtle shell blocking in front of him, this punch would have been enough to turn him into powder.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  A middle-aged man's fist shook the sky, each punch shocking and earth-shaking, colliding fiercely with the turtle shell, spewing out dazzling sparks, but unable to break it. However, the counterforce also made the blue cloud shake and almost fall, his breath exhausted to the extreme.

  He stared intently at the middle-aged man's movements, engraving every punch into his mind. Xiao Yi's eyes were solemn and concentrated, stirring up the ferocious elephant spirit, transforming it into a cyan-colored heavenly pillar that suppressed the spiritual world. This fist technique was indeed terrifying to the extreme, even just observing it, the momentum of the punches entering the spiritual world would be enough to destroy everything. If not for the ferocious elephant spirit suppressing him, Xiao Yi wouldn't have dared to be so reckless.

  Despite this, Xiao Yi's spiritual world was also in turmoil at this moment. The cyan sky pillar shook and fine cracks appeared on it from time to time. If not for Xiao Yi constantly imagining the Barbarian Elephant Diagram and communicating with the Barbarian Elephant spirit at all times, it would have collapsed long ago.

  The Patriarch Shi's eyes also shone brightly, remembering every punch. This was a great opportunity, and if he could gain insight into even one move or technique from it, it would undoubtedly bring him immense benefits in his future cultivation.

  In the end, the white awns on the turtle shell also gradually dimmed, and with the weakening of Biyun's breath, they slowly lost their power. At this moment, a look of terror and resentment emerged in Biyun's eyes, staring tightly at Xiao Yi.

  "You stinky brat! It's all because of you! Everything is because of you! You always go against me, all my preparations are ruined by your hands. You're a jinx, I curse you, abandoned by heaven and earth, I curse your body to rot, I curse your soul to dissipate!"