Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 714: The Knife Appears, Cutting in Two

"What? Is he going to make a move?"

Watching Ye Yun stretch his limbs, The Saint of Eight Extremes was both shocked and thrilled.

He eagerly anticipated a true showdown with such a God Realm powerhouse.

Even if he were to lose, The Saint of Eight Extremes would have no regrets after such an experience.

WHOOSH!

Ye Yun raised a palm and slapped it towards the giant Iron Fist.

The Saint of Eight Extremes now towered ten thousand feet, and a single Iron Fist was dozens of feet across.

Thus, Ye Yun appeared incredibly small beneath the Iron Fist.

His small palm struck the Iron Fist.

THUD!

A muffled groan rang out!

The Saint of Eight Extremes shuddered as if struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

This overwhelming force instantly ravaged his internal organs, inflicting serious injuries.

"What formidable power!!"

"This Indestructible Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations is truly mighty!"

The Saint of Eight Extremes withdrew his Iron Fist, standing in the surging sea of blood, staring at Ye Yun in shock.

At that moment, his sun-like eyes blazed even brighter, his entire being burning with fighting spirit.

Although injured, The Saint of Eight Extremes grew even more defiant.

A blood orb vanished.

The Saint of Eight Extremes’ injuries healed in an instant.

He returned to his peak fighting strength.

Ye Yun laughed secretly in his heart.

「In the valley.」

"..."

Jin Xiaotian stared dumbfounded at the earth-shattering clash between the two powerhouses, utterly speechless.

The Big Black Cat gazed at the blood-red giant in the sky, his eyes rolling as he indulged in wild fantasies.

"The Eight Extremes Divine Art can only be cultivated by the Human Race. You are a Nine-tailed Spirit Cat—as a Demon Clan member, you’d better stop dreaming!"

Mu Qing chuckled.

She looked at The Saint of Eight Extremes, recalling the Big Black Cat’s words, her mind also filled with possibilities.

「A million miles away.」

The Eight Great War Gods watched the clash between the two God Realm powerhouses, their hearts filled with dread.

"Those Cultivators from the outside world are Human Race, just like us. Why are their physical constitutions so freakish?"

The First War God clenched his fists, speaking in disbelief.

The Second War God’s eyes flickered as he analyzed aloud.

"Although this person is very strong, I believe the Saint will surely defeat him!"

The Seventh War God waved his arm, his eyes blazing with fanaticism.

"The Saint will prevail!"

The other War Gods also began to shout, the atmosphere growing fervent.

All Eight Great War Gods had been personally trained by The Saint of Eight Extremes, so they had immense confidence in him.

Just as they were talking, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Saint of Eight Extremes and Ye Yun clashed again.

It was a completely head-on, brutal exchange.

Even though Ye Yun’s body was small, his power was immense. Each time they collided, it was always The Saint of Eight Extremes who was sent flying.

PFFT! PFFT!

The Saint of Eight Extremes coughed up blood repeatedly. With each blood orb that vanished, he was restored to his peak fighting condition.

"Fellow Daoist, once the Eighth Divine Gate is open, I will be an immortal existence! The one who will ultimately fail... will undoubtedly be you!"

The Saint of Eight Extremes laughed boisterously, his fighting spirit soaring ever higher as he launched a ferocious assault on Ye Yun.

"Immortality? You think too highly of yourself, little one!"

Ye Yun laughed heartily, strolling leisurely through the surging sea of blood as he continuously countered The Saint of Eight Extremes’ attacks.

Although this battle appeared extremely fierce, it was a completely one-sided affair.

Under Ye Yun’s assault, The Saint of Eight Extremes was utterly powerless, like a helpless chick.

Every time he was sent flying, a blood orb would abruptly vanish, and The Saint of Eight Extremes would instantly be restored to perfect condition.

BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of collisions rang out.

The Saint of Eight Extremes resumed the fight, seemingly tireless.

The Big Black Cat tutted, his gaze filled with disdain.

Mu Qing huffed coldly.

The Big Black Cat asked, squinting.

Mu Qing replied with a smile.

The Big Black Cat nodded, a look of realization dawning on him.

Hearing their conversation, Ye Yun sent The Saint of Eight Extremes flying with a single punch and smiled faintly.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The battle continued. The Saint of Eight Extremes fought relentlessly, like an indomitable cockroach, launching one charge after another.

His heart was completely filled with an unshakeable belief in his own invincibility.

Therefore, The Saint of Eight Extremes would not cease his attacks until he defeated Ye Yun.

「From a distant void.」

The Feather Ancestor watched in utter astonishment as the two God Realm powerhouses battled; the shock in his heart was palpable.

「Two hours later.」

The battle still raged. The Saint of Eight Extremes had launched at least ten thousand assaults against Ye Yun, but every single one had been futile.

"Fellow Daoist," The Saint of Eight Extremes stopped in mid-air, cupped his fists, and said calmly, "there’s no point in us continuing this battle. How about we call it a draw?"

"A draw? You are not yet qualified," Ye Yun stated indifferently.

"I’m not qualified?"

"How could that be?!"

The Saint of Eight Extremes froze, fury instantly erupting in his heart.

Ye Yun’s words had mercilessly crushed the pride in The Saint of Eight Extremes’ heart.

Therefore, The Saint of Eight Extremes, who was usually exceptionally restrained, completely lost control of his emotions at this moment.

A white figure flickered.

Before The Saint of Eight Extremes could react, Ye Yun had suddenly appeared before him.

SWISH!

A palm-blade flashed. It tore through the void and struck The Saint of Eight Extremes squarely in the lower abdomen.

THUMP!

With a sickening thud, blood sprayed violently as the ten-thousand-foot-tall Saint of Eight Extremes had his massive body bisected, the two halves sent flying outwards.

With a single palm-blade, Ye Yun had cleaved the formidable body of The Saint of Eight Extremes in two.