So, this is their true strength, huh? How terrifying!

I feel like they could blow up the world with a single punch!

If ranks truly existed, then Chen Fan and Si Kong would belong to one class. Untouchable, everyone else, a world apart!

Countless people stared in shock. The collisions were like meteorites crashing into the earth: each impact tearing open the void, each storm capable of shredding even early-stage Void Immortals.

Si Kong suddenly shouted, Chen Fan, give it your all. Unleash every ounce of your strength. This is nowhere enough. Far from enough!

As you wish!

Chen Fan was expressionless, just like Si Kong. Yet inside, it felt as if every cell in him was ablaze.

All at once, blinding golden light erupted from him, primeval fluctuations surged wildly, shaking heaven and earth.

It was as if he had suddenly grown taller in the void, like a heavenly god descending into the mortal world. His terrifying aura instantly swept through the nine heavens and earth, dominating everything.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Fan crushed the space and appeared right in front of Si Kong. His fist, blazing like a golden star, came crashing down. Space shattered, air collapsed, and chaos reminiscent of the primal beginning unfolded.

Yet, even in the face of such might, Si Kong remained relaxed, almost casual, without the faintest trace of tension.

Hahahaha, good. This is finally a little interesting!

All kinds of phenomena erupted from his fist. It was dazzling, yet underpinned by simplicity, infused with an inexplicable Dao. His punch blasted forward, colliding head-on with Chen Fans.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The clash was earth-shaking. It was like two nations colliding, two worlds crashing, two armies of unimaginable scale locked in brutal combat.

Woo, woo, woo, woo.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Streams of qi collapsed, the space shattered, and explosions gave birth to chaotic, tangled phenomena.

Hiss, hiss.

The crowd couldnt help but suck in breaths of cold air at the sight. The clash was beyond terrifying, no one could fathom how martial artists below the immortal realm could engage in such a terrifying clash.

Suddenly, Chen Fan struck first. He stomped his feet violently. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Si Kong, wreathed in brilliant light. That light condensed into countless phenomena, even martial techniques themselves, all surging toward Si Kong like a tidal wave.

Si Kong wasnt slow to act either. He punched, and the fist force transformed into a wild beast that devoured Chen Fans martial arts in one bite.

Rumble!

Another fist flew out, tore the wild beast apart, and continued blasting down.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two switched between attack and defense with blinding speed, exchanging positions in an instant. The crowd was left dizzy, unable to keep up.

Bang!

A stream of fist force tore through the void and slammed into Chen Fans chest.

A divine light appeared on Chen Fans chest, enveloping the fist force, but it shattered instantly. Golden light exploded, and Chen Fan was hurled backward like a kite with its string cut.

Whoa!

This scene caused the crowd to go into an uproar.

Heavens, Chen Fan was sent flying!

Could this be the turning point? Could it be that Chen Fan, who has overcome all obstacles thus far, is no match for Si Kong either? .

Seeing Chen Fan sent flying, the crowds eyeballs nearly popped out.

Yet Chen Fans expression didnt change, it was as if the blow hadnt landed at all. He steadied himself mid-air, face calm, gaze cold, and charged once more.

Bang, bang, bang!

They clashed again and again. Colliding, retreating, and colliding anew, both seemed to have gone mad, their battle shaking the world.

The battlefield was torn apart: space riddled with holes, the void itself trembling on the verge of collapse.

Day turned to night, night back to day, and still the battle raged. Neither side could overwhelm the other. Victory seemed impossible.

Terrifying! Too terrifying! Theyve fought an entire day and night under such brutal clashes, yet no winner has emerged! Whats more, theyre still brimming with vitality as if fatigue doesnt even exist for them!

This is a true earth-shattering collision. Are they going to fight until the world crumbles before a winner is decided?

Countless whispers rippled through the crowd.

At this point, the fierce battle between Mo Xue and Ye Kuang had already concluded.

As the crowd had anticipated, the heavily injured Ye Kuang could not match Mo Xue in her flawless state despite being a half-immortal. Though he fought bitterly for half a day, exhausting every trick he knew, his injuries betrayed him, in the end, he admitted defeat.

Now, both Mo Xue and Ye Kuang stood silently among the spectators, their gazes locked on the titanic struggle between Chen Fan and Si Kong. Neither seemed to care that the crowd had already forgotten them.

Swish, swish.

The two titans traded punches. Both of them retreated at the same time, but didnt charge forward immediately.

Chen Fans gaze had become completely serious.

Strong! Strong! Strong!

Si Kong is too strong!

Si Kong appeared as calm as ever, as if nothing could shake him.

Chen Fan, is that all youve got? Can you still become stronger? Si Kong looked at Chen Fan with furrowed brows. Could it be that he really had no way to break through his shackles this time?

Chen Fan stared fixedly at Si Kong. He took a deep breath and said, Si Kong, youre very strong! Since you want me to be even stronger… then stronger I shall become!

As his voice fell, Chen Fans aura surged once more. His boundless vitality burned like a raging fire, and he roared, Fight!

Si Kong laughed out loud. A look of seriousness finally appeared in his eyes.

Hahahaha, good, good, good. Youre finally giving me some pressure. Excellent!

With that, he struck fiercely. Fist shadows filled the sky, and every blow seemed as heavy as Mt. Tai, carrying the power to shatter heaven and earth.

Meretricious!

However, Chen Fan knew that all of this was fake. Only one punch was truly fatal. If he couldnt tell it apart, he would suffer grievous wounds.

Great fist art! Chen Fan roared, throwing out a punch. His answer was simple: break all of them with one overwhelming strike.

As expected, the countless fist shadows dissolved in an instant, leaving behind only a single colossal punch rushing headlong toward his own.

Boom!

The two fists collided in the void. The terrifying streams of fist force instantly exploded outward like crashing seas. Cracks appeared in the surrounding void, and endless primeval qi collapsed.

Si Kongs towering figure trembled slightly.

Good, impressive! Si Kongs eyes lit up, feeling his shackles quiver beneath Chen Fans strike.

But its still not enough. Take another punch from me!

Si Kong couldnt help but laugh out loud. A stream of extremely condensed, true primeval energy gushed out and enveloped his fist, transforming it into a powerful force. Next, his fist emitted a stream of desolate qi, and he punched toward Chen Fan violently.

Unlike before, this punch was not flashy: it was stripped bare, utterly simple, yet within its simplicity lay infinite power.

Straightforward, but encompassing all. This was true might.

Now, Si Kong was like the sole ruler of the world.