Chương 1294: Chapter 85: Invincible Divine Might
Sovereign of Immortals(Xianxia novel, 350K words updated.) · Plutarch · 2250 chương · ~25 phút đọc · Tạo 11/08/2026
Reyn's Primordial Soul cultivation was already formidable, standing on equal footing with Yin Wuyu at the Early Golden Core stage. Yet, this was far from his true limit. If he chose to unleash the five-fold stack of his Golden seal, his soul power would instantly skyrocket, temporarily breaching the bottleneck to reach the terrifying Mid-Golden Core realm! Buzz! The massive Earth-Shaking Finger trembled violently in mid-air. Suddenly, a terrifying devouring force erupted from within the phantom digit.
This time, the suction was not projected outward to pull in external elements; instead, it imploded within the finger itself, transforming into a miniature black hole that began to madly swallow the strange, writhing black threads of the enemy's attack. Snap! Snap! Snap! The sinister black threads of the Bone-Dissolving Palm were incredibly resilient, but they stood no chance against Reyn's overwhelming might. Driven by his temporary Mid-Golden Core realm Primordial Soul, the devouring force was absolute.
After a brief, futile struggle, the threads shattered into fragmented wisps of dark energy, which were instantly sucked into the two towering fingers. Upon consuming this dark energy, the two Earth-Shaking Fingers underwent a terrifying transformation. Their surfaces turned a deep, abyssal pitch-black, and a suffocating, tyrannical aura began to radiate from them, weighing heavily on the chests of all onlookers and making it difficult to breathe. Whoosh!
Having completely devoured the Bone-Dissolving Palm, the two pitch-black fingers tore through dozens of feet of empty space, leaving dark, distorted trails in their wake as they crashed down toward Yin Wuyu with apocalyptic force. Hum! Just as the fingers were about to crush him, the Black Jade Pendant hanging from Yin Wuyu's waist suddenly flared with an ominous, pitch-black light. Within a single breath, the dark light expanded, condensing into a towering, two-zhang-tall Abyssal Apparition.
The demon phantom possessed two wicked horns protruding from its head and eyes that burned with pure malice. As soon as it materialized, the Abyssal Apparition let out a savage, bloodthirsty roar. Its massive, muscular arms blurred into a residual image as they slammed down toward the incoming Earth-Shaking Fingers. The sheer physical force of the strike was so immense that the surrounding air warped and distorted, producing a screeching sonic boom that sent shivers down the spines of the watching cultivators.
There was no trace of mana in this punch. It was a strike of pure, unadulterated physical strength, yet the raw power it unleashed was enough to rival high-level magical arts! Boom! The Earth-Shaking Middle Finger was the first to collide with the demon's fist. Before its devouring force could even activate, the sheer impact shattered the tip of the finger. It exploded like a sculpture of pure black jade, disintegrating into countless dark fragments that rained down through the air.
However, the Abyssal Apparition did not escape unscathed. It shuddered violently and let out a pained growl. Its solid, dark form flickered, growing noticeably more translucent as a massive amount of its energy was consumed to block the blow. Yet, Reyn's techniques were never so simple. The countless black fragments of the shattered middle finger did not scatter uselessly.
As if drawn by an invisible, magnetic pull of identical origin, they rushed backward, seamlessly merging into the trailing Earth-Shaking Index Finger. Having absorbed the remnants of its counterpart, the Earth-Shaking Index Finger swelled in size, its color darkening into an even deeper, light-swallowing abyss. The oppressive pressure radiating from it instantly doubled, crushing down upon the battlefield like an impending mountain. Boom!
The reinforced Earth-Shaking Index Finger collided head-on with the demon's fist! This time, the finger did not shatter. Instead, it locked in a fierce stalemate against the massive fist. Both forces pulsed with a mysterious, dark luster, and a heart-stopping wave of destructive mana rippled outward from the point of contact, tearing up the ground below. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! A terrifying, ravenous suction suddenly erupted from the Earth-Shaking Index Finger.
While it greedily drew in the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the brunt of its devouring force was focused entirely on the Abyssal Apparition's fist. Under this relentless pull, wisps of dark, condensed energy were forcibly ripped from the demon's arm. The phantom's limb began to flicker and warp, showing clear signs of destabilization and collapse.
Meanwhile, as the Earth-Shaking Index Finger devoured this dark essence, it grew even more solid and terrifying, its destructive power climbing with every passing second. The Abyssal Apparition let out a pained, furious roar, the crimson light in its massive eyes flaring like burning coals. With a sky-shaking howl, the phantom began to sacrifice its own form. Its torso and legs rapidly turned translucent as its core energy was violently squeezed and channeled directly into the arm locked in combat.
As the dense black energy flooded into the limb, the arm transformed. It grew incredibly solid, and thick, bulging veins and dark blood vessels rippled across its surface, making it look like a genuine, physical hand of a demon lord! An aura of pure malice, brutality, and bloodlust swept across the battlefield. The arm's power surged exponentially, concentrating the entirety of the Abyssal Apparition's strength into a single point.
The crumbling fist solidified once more, resisting the devouring pull of Reyn's attack. To the spectating cultivators, the battle seemed heavily tilted in Reyn's favor. He had effortlessly obliterated Yin Wuyu's Bone-Dissolving Palm, and was now going toe-to-toe with a high-tier Guardian Artifact without showing the slightest sign of weakness. Gasps of shock echoed through the crowd. The onlookers stared at Reyn, their eyes filled with a profound, newfound reverence.
This young cultivator was proving to be an absolute monster. However, only the two combatants knew the true state of the clash. Having absorbed the entire essence of the Abyssal Apparition, the demon's fist was growing increasingly dominant. The sheer weight of its concentrated power was slowly grinding down the Earth-Shaking Index Finger. If the stalemate continued, Reyn's finger would inevitably shatter under the immense pressure.
Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. Yet, there was not a single trace of panic in Reyn's eyes. Instead, his gaze remained cold and calculating. A smirk slowly played upon his lips, sharp and merciless.
"Explode." The single word fell like a death knell. Instantly, the Earth-Shaking Index Finger—now so solid that intricate human fingerprints were visible on its dark surface—erupted with a cataclysmic surge of unstable mana. The sudden, violent fluctuation warped the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turning the entire area into a ticking time bomb of pure, destructive power. The Earth-Shaking Finger could not completely shatter the colossal fist of the Demon Phantom.
If the deadlock continued, it would eventually be suppressed and crushed by the sheer weight of the demonic energy. However, the destructive force unleashed by its sudden, violent detonation was an entirely different matter. The sheer explosive power was devastating. Furthermore, the clash of these two supreme divine abilities occurred less than two zhang away from Yin Wuyu. The terrifying shockwaves of mana rippled outward, threatening to engulf him in the collateral damage.
A look of shock and fury flashed deep within Yin Wuyu's eyes. He had never expected Reyn to be so ruthlessly decisive. The moment Reyn realized his Earth-Shaking Finger could not overpower the strike, he chose to detonate it without a single shred of hesitation! A dark, ominous light flared around Yin Wuyu's body as he attempted to retreat at lightning speed. He only needed a single breath of time—just one fleeting second—to escape the blast radius of the explosion. But now, it was already too late!
In an instant, the Earth-Shaking Finger shattered into countless jagged fragments. The terrifying power of the self-destruction erupted with a deafening roar. Under the precise control of Reyn's Primordial Soul, the vast majority of this explosive force was channeled directly toward the Demon Phantom. Riding the wave of this blast were the razor-sharp fragments of the Earth-Shaking Finger.
Propelled by the detonation, they tore through the air, producing a series of ear-piercing screeches as they whistled forward like a storm of shrapnel.
"Roar!" The Demon Phantom let out a low, furious roar. Its massive arm and fist, which had been condensed from the very essence of its black demonic qi, took the brunt of the impact the moment the Earth-Shaking Finger detonated. The pitch-black, solid arm—which had looked almost physical moments ago—was instantly mangled. Deep, horrific gashes tore across its surface. Although churning black mist surged to repair the damage, the constant cycle of destruction and regeneration rapidly drained its strength.
The entire arm grew increasingly translucent, and its oppressive mana pressure plummeted. Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The countless whistling fragments of the Earth-Shaking Finger pierced deep into the Demon Phantom's body. Immediately after, strange, thread-like black lines shot out from each fragment, rapidly weaving together to form a complex, interlocking web inside the phantom!
"Not good!" Yin Wuyu's face paled instantly, and an involuntary cry of alarm escaped his lips. Reyn merely let out a cold, mocking sneer. He clenched his fist tightly. Instantly, the fragments embedded deep within the Demon Phantom detonated all at once. Internal destruction was far more lethal than any external assault. As each fragment exploded from within, a portion of the Demon Phantom's body was completely blown to pieces.
Although the demonic qi tried to reform, a significant amount of its essence was permanently consumed in the process of reconstruction. Consequently, the entity's form grew more and more spectral, fading into a mere shadow of its former self. Crack! Finally, when the internal damage surpassed its threshold of stability, the Demon Phantom let out one last, unwilling roar before dissolving into a cloud of harmless black mist.
At the exact same moment, the Black Jade Pendant hanging from Yin Wuyu's waist suddenly spiderwebbed with cracks, disintegrating into a pile of fine ash that drifted to the ground.
"Go!" With the demonic phantom shattered, the residual shockwaves of the Earth-Shaking Finger's self-destruction swept forward like a tidal wave! Yin Wuyu let out a low shout. His face was as dark as a storm cloud as he slapped his storage bag. With a flash of light, he summoned a pitch-black, disk-shaped Magic Treasure. Channeling his mana into it, the disk swelled rapidly until it was the size of an adult, perfectly shielding his entire body behind its dark metallic surface. Boom!
The explosive shockwave slammed violently into the pitch-black disk. The Magic Treasure instantly flared with a blinding dark light, emitting faint, eerie demonic wails. Using the momentum of the impact, Yin Wuyu glided backward to deflect the brunt of the force, successfully avoiding any severe injuries. Yin Wuyu was forced backward, his boots scraping violently against the earth as he retreated over twenty zhang before finally stabilizing his stance.
His face contorted into a mask of pure, unadulterated malice as he glared at Reyn. Deep within his eyes, a brutal, bloodthirsty killing intent flared, but beneath that murderous rage burned an even hotter, more ravenous fire of greed. Although Yin Wuyu had not sustained any physical injuries, to the onlookers, the power dynamic was clear. Reyn had unleashed a single, devastating divine ability.
With one move, he had shattered the Bone-Dissolving Palm, obliterated Yin Wuyu's protective guardian artifact, and instantly forced the formidable demon cultivator back. Reyn had seized the absolute upper hand in a spectacular display of dominance.
"How can this man's divine ability be so terrifyingly powerful?" one of the watching cultivators whispered, his voice trembling.
"It is clearly the same finger technique he used before, but with the two strikes superimposed, the destructive power has skyrocketed exponentially! If I had to face that attack, I would be obliterated instantly!"
"Yin Wuyu of the Supreme Demon Sect is actually being suppressed? How is this possible?" another gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"So this is Reyn's true strength," a third cultivator murmured, awe washing over his face.
"No wonder he remained so calm and unbothered when confronted by both Wei Qubing and Yin Wuyu. He didn't show a single shred of fear because he has the power to back up his arrogance!"
"Hehe, Yin Wuyu was too arrogant, choosing to fight alone to monopolize the prize," a malicious sneer rose from the crowd.
"If he gets thrashed by this newcomer, I want to see how he ever shows his face or struts around like a tyrant in front of us again!" Every whispered word drifted into Yin Wuyu's ears like venomous needles, making his expression turn incredibly dark and unsightly. As the Young Sect Master of the Supreme Demon Sect, he had always walked a path of absolute glory, crushing all who stood in his way with tyrannical power.
If word spread that he had suffered a humiliating setback at the hands of a mere, nameless cultivator from the backwater North Yue State, his reputation would be utterly ruined. Worse, the rival factions and scheming elders within the Supreme Demon Sect would undoubtedly seize this failure to challenge his claim to the throne. His very position as the future leader was at stake. The cultivation manual for the Ultimate Dao Fiend Finger had to be his. But more than that, Reyn had to die today.
There was no other option.
"I will admit, your cultivation is not weak. It might even match my own, and your divine abilities possess formidable destructive power," Yin Wuyu sneered, his voice dripping with a freezing, murderous chill.
"But do you truly believe that such parlor tricks are enough to defeat me? Today, I will make you understand a simple truth—killing you is as easy as flipping my palm!" As his cold laughter echoed, Yin Wuyu's eyes suddenly mutated, turning a bizarre, blood-red crimson. A terrifying wave of Primordial Soul energy erupted from his body, condensing into a physical pressure that crashed down toward Reyn like an invisible mountain.
"Mad Dance of Demonic Thoughts!" Reyn's eyes flickered with a calm, calculating light. In truth, long before the crowd had even detected his presence, he had already arrived outside One-Line Gorge, concealed beneath his Stealth Raiment. He had stood in the shadows, silently watching as Yin Wuyu unleashed this exact Divine Sense assault to shatter Hu Jianwei's Primordial Soul, leaving the man a lifeless husk. Knowing oneself and one's enemy was the golden rule of survival in the cultivation world.
Although Reyn possessed absolute confidence in his martial prowess, he was never one to let arrogance cloud his judgment. By observing his opponent's trump cards beforehand, he had seized the absolute initiative before the battle even began. This was why he had been able to counter the Bone-Dissolving Palm so effortlessly with his Earth-Shaking Strike, crushing Yin Wuyu's momentum in a single blow and seizing the dominant position.
Now, as the mental assault rushed toward him, a cold, knowing smirk played upon Reyn's lips.

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