The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3389: 3384: Further Strengthening, Deathly Silent Black Wind_1

Yang Chen held no knowledge of the specific alterations undergone by his empowered Five Elements Turn Heaven Palm. Given that this was his inaugural activation of the evolved Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo, he remained blissfully unaware of its granular mechanics and the nature of the enhancements it bestowed upon his various Dao Techniques. Every outcome remained shrouded in mystery.

Yet, the reality unfolding before his eyes differed significantly from his baseline expectations. To put it accurately, the phenomenon was far more formidable than he had dared to conceive.

Previously, the Five Elements Turn Heaven Palm functioned by aggregating the five elemental forces. In its current state, however, this colossal palm transcended mere elemental composition. Infused with the chaotic confluence of Wind and Thunder, Light and Shadow, Ice and Fire, it had mutated into something that shattered the boundaries of the five elements entirely.

Yang Chen could not yet gauge the full potential of such a strike. He simply recognized that the power surging within this palm far eclipsed the conventional strength of his prior techniques—they existed on entirely different planes of existence.

“What in the world is this?!”

King Feng Yin, who had maintained a facade of composure under the assumption that he could nonchalantly crush or dismantle Yang Chen, found his demeanor fracturing. He stared up at the swirling vortex of power manifest in the sky, unable to stifle the instinctive tremor that seized his frame. As an elite of the Spirit God Race in the Destiny Realm, he felt a profound, primal dread radiating from the palm attack conjured by Yang Chen, a cultivator merely in the Heaven-separated Realm.

“What sort of bizarre Dao Technique is this…” King Feng Yin’s eyes constricted. Drawing upon his vast reservoir of experience, he remained bewildered by how Yang Chen could manifest such a terrifying display of power.

Refusing to indulge King Feng Yin with an explanation, Yang Chen channeled his overwhelming momentum. The palm descended from the heavens, pinning King Feng Yin beneath its crushing weight.

“This is dire!” Sensing the distortion of the surrounding environment, King Feng Yin trembled, realizing that failing to exert his absolute pinnacle of power would surely lead to his destruction.

“Curse you, break!”

King Feng Yin bellowed, pouring every ounce of his essence into his defense. It was only now that he grasped the fatal error in his assessment; the true architect of his adversity was not Xingtong, but this formidable youth, Yang Chen. He had been the primary threat all along.

Alas, his realization arrived too late. The strike slammed him deep into the earth. The echoes of Wind and Thunder reverberatd across the firmament, while the manifestation of Ice and Fire solidified into colossal mountains, sealing every path of escape. Even in his blind fury, King Feng Yin found it nearly impossible to wriggle free.

Yang Chen refused to grant his adversary a moment of reprieve. “Xingtong, seize the window of opportunity and lock him down!”

Xingtong drew a sharp breath; she had witnessed the aftermath of that palm strike and felt a shiver of genuine terror. Did Yang Chen truly possess such hidden reserves of strength? She remained oblivious to the fact that his power stemmed from the evolution of the Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo, yet she felt a profound sense of relief that she had chosen to align herself with him rather than stand against such force.

Now, hesitation was forbidden. Xingtong and her Insect Race subordinates launched a synchronized, devastating barrage of attacks directly at King Feng Yin.

Sensing the encroaching doom, King Feng Yin roared at his assailants, “You think it will be simple to fell a king such as I?”

As he shrieked, Laws of Thunder and Lightning swirled around his frame, coalescing into a colossal axe of crackling electricity. The giant Thunder Axe materialized above him, carving a path through the pressure to forcefully cleave a portion of Yang Chen’s reinforced Five Elements Turn Heaven Palm.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes. He understood well that a Destiny Realm practitioner of the Spirit God Clan would not be dismantled easily. Even with the upgrade to his Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo, single-handedly eradicating King Feng Yin was an improbable feat.

Fortunately, Xingtong remained at his side, her offensive already in motion. Though King Feng Yin managed to parry Yang Chen’s primary strike, he was immediately engulfed by the unrelenting onslaught of Xingtong’s techniques.

Each subsequent blow landed with harrowing force; Xingtong unleashed her Laws without reservation, completely shrouding the figure of King Feng Yin. His cries of agony filled the air as the attacks connected repeatedly.

Xingtong watched with bated breath, fueling the hope that this singular assault might prove fatal. However, reality offered little room for such optimism.

Within the dissipating cloud of dust and debris, a pulsating Robe of Thunder shimmered around King Feng Yin’s body. This defensive garment absorbed over half the impact of Xingtong’s assault, leaving him bloodied at the mouth but remarkably resilient against severe injury. Xingtong staggered back, her pupils tiny with disbelief. She knew the resilience of the Spirit God Race, yet the sheer durability of this opponent exceeded her darkest expectations.

“All of you shall…” King Feng Yin began, his voice curdled with murderous intent. But before he could complete his decree, a howling tempest of Deathly Silent Black Wind suddenly saturated the vacuum of space.

To speak precisely, the very fabric of the atmosphere had shifted in hue. The skies descended into gloom, and the ambient temperature plummeted as the winds turned frigid, plunging the battlefield into an abyss so dark one could not discern an outstretched palm.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Xingtong gasped, her focus tightening.

These winds were not directed at her, but were converging solely upon King Feng Yin. As the domain shifted, endless layers of black wind erupted simultaneously, manifesting in every quarter of the space to lash at the target with frantic, predatory rhythms.

While onlookers were baffled by the nature of the technique, they were met with the horrific sound of King Feng Yin, who had previously withstood the strikes, now screaming in raw discomfort and agony.

Only Yang Chen understood the nature of his second enhanced technique: the Deathly Silent Black Wind. Yet, even to him, the sheer scale of the upgrade was staggering. While the Five Elements Turn Heaven Palm had mutated the elemental forces into a harmonious hybrid, the empowerment of the Deathly Silent Black Wind had shifted the very nature of space itself. The original localized winds had birthed a 'Deathly Silence Space,' transforming the entire area into a domain where every gust was a harbinger of silence and decay. It was a quantitative shift that defied conventional measurement.

If one had to quantify it, it was as if tens of thousands of Deathly Silent Black Winds were converging simultaneously, their combined output far surpassing anything Yang Chen had achieved in the past.

The upgraded Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo had bestowed upon him gifts beyond his wildest dreams. It was a bitter shame, however, that he could not harness this evolved state indefinitely. Limitations were absolute; with his current cultivation, sustaining the enhancement for more than two Dao Techniques was impossible; any further strain would push him beyond his breaking point.