Boom!

Chen Fans Wrath Emperors Fist crashed into this stream of fist force, bursting apart on the spot and shattering Si Kongs power into fragments.

Next, a streak of sword qi coiled in Chen Fans palm. It swelled with the wind, reaching a thousand feet before blooming into a colossal sword lotus that came slashing down.

Splendid Symphony! Si Kong bellowed as he unleashed another punch, his figure soaring through the air. The fist force ripped open the heavens, laws ignited, weaving into a grand display that danced like the very splendor of creation itself.

Rumble!

The two collided in the void. Si Kong staggered back under the weight of Chen Fans strike, the sky beneath his feet fracturing into pieces. Chen Fan also felt a terrifying stream of qi assaulting him, forcing him to sway as his robes snapped and fluttered loudly in the storm.

Still, the outcome was clear: Chen Fan had seized the upper hand.

The countless observers outside were dumbstruck. Chen Fans strength was overwhelming, leaving them pale with fright.

Is this for real? Even Si Kong is no match for Chen Fan?

Hes only in the early-stage Void Immortal level. Doesnt that mean that once he is a middle or late-stage Void Immortal, he could fight or even kill an Immortal? Unbelievable!

Countless people were flabbergasted.

Yet Si Kong, though forced back, showed no anger. Instead, a wild grin broke across his face. For the first time, he found joy in being suppressed.

He roared furiously, and a huge figure appeared behind him. It was a mighty silhouette wrought from the condensation of his fist intent. It lunged at Chen Fan, its strike carrying the weight of all his will.

This was no ordinary move. It was the culmination of his fist intent, one of his ultimate techniques.

The Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron took form above Chen Fan, spinning endlessly.

With a single motion, he reached out and seized one of its legs, like a tyrant hefting a divine vessel to swing as a weapon.

Boom!

Wherever the Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron passed, the void shattered, and the primeval qi was wiped out without a trace. With no hesitation, he hurled the cauldron straight at the massive fist-intent silhouette.

Clang!

The collision rang like iron striking iron. The colossal fist released by Si Kongs intent was shaken, and the towering silhouette behind him quivered under the impact.

Good, good, good, this is it. That is it! Chen Fan, again! Charge! Si Kong roared excitedly, making countless people exchange glances speechlessly.

Why did Si Kong seem delighted at being at a disadvantage?

Chen Fan didnt say a word. Hoisting the Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron, he struck down again, relying purely on raw, crushing might. His physique was no less than an immortal artifact, rivaling even the constitution of an Immortal King, now, that strength erupted without restraint.

Boom, boom, boom!

Clang, clang, clang!

Chen Fan kept swinging the cauldron like a blacksmith wielding their hammer, while the silhouette of fist intent became the iron upon the anvil. Yet instead of tempering the silhouette, each strike only fractured it further. Cracks spidered across its surface like the lines on a tortoise shell.

But the cauldron, too, paid the price. It was also covered in cracks, dense like a spider web.

After all, this was not the real Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron, but merely a construct of energy wrought by Chen Fan himself.

Boom!

Chen Fan swung the cauldron down again. The silhouette finally couldnt hold on any longer and shattered. Nearly simultaneously, the Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron also shattered.

Silence fell over the crowd. Their scalps prickled, their hearts turned cold.

They didnt dare to imagine what would happen if they were the ones facing Chen Fans relentless smashes. How long could they withstand such savage strikes? A few blowsno, perhaps just one, and Chen Fan would reduce them to meat paste.

What a crude, brutal method of battle!

At that moment, Chen Fan grew monstrously large in their hearts. Ye Kuang felt a chill inside. Chen Fan was like a god or a devil, breaking through all techniques with brute force, exploiting his advantage to the limit.

With the fist-intent silhouette destroyed, Si Kongs face flushed red, he spat a mouthful of blood.

That exchange with Chen Fan had been a pure contest of strength. No illusions, no theatrics, only raw might clashing head-on.

Youre impressive indeed.

Si Kong looked at Chen Fan with admiration in his eyes.

And thats great. Because of this, I can feel the shackles within me starting to break. Very good, very good!

Si Kongs vitality grew even stronger, surging into the sky like a pillar of blood.

Behind him, his true primeval condensed into five towering figures. Their faces were indistinct, but the fist intent radiating from them was suffocating, even from afar, it made spectators tremble.

Chen Fan instantly recognized them, they were the embodiments of Si Kongs five great techniques, refined to the very peak of condensation. Si Kong truly lived up to his reputation.

Rumble!

These five gigantic silhouettes surrounded and bombarded Chen Fan.

This move was far more terrifying than all his previous attacks, overwhelming Chen Fan with a barrage of attacks raining down on him from all directions. It was simply endless.

Rumble!

Chen Fans aura blossomed continuously, resisting these attacks. Even so, the golden light surrounding him began to dim, flickering under the relentless backlash.

One could only imagine the fearsome might of the five silhouettes.

What a powerful fist art. It can even be transformed like this!

In that instant, inspiration struck Chen Fan. A spark of martial Dao insight bloomed within his mind, a transformation he had never conceived before. Si Kongs technique had given him a new direction.

Like being enlightened with perfect wisdom, he instantly achieved new comprehension!

He opened his Eye of Breaking Deception, seeking to pierce the essence of Si Kongs moves, every hidden principle unfolded before him like a scroll.

Chen Fan filled the sky with fist silhouettes, obscuring the space. They also blocked the streams of attack unleashed by the five silhouettes, halting all attacks.

The small golden person emitted a burst of golden light. Streams of information flowed into Chen Fans mind. His idea took shape in an instant, gaining the most essential martial Dao comprehension.

Chen Fan shouted, Gather!

Behind him, shapes began to emerge: faint silhouettes of fist intent, palm intent, sword intent, and saber intent. One by one, they converged, their forms coalescing into the outline of a human figure.