Chapter 290: Destroy God!
"I've planted thirteen kinds of mixed poisons and seven miniature bombs in Ye Yan's body. As long as you leave, he will surely die!"
"Defeat me, or watch your beloved disciple, Ye Yan, die!"
Shen Anyu bared his sharp, white teeth, and his handsome face was full of smiles, possessing a unique and dangerous beauty. He stood casually, hands in his pockets, contrasting sharply with the bloody and tense atmosphere of the dungeon. To him, this wasn't a desperate struggle; it was a game of chess where he had already checkmated the opponent before the first move was made.
Tian Yunzi's steps, which had been preparing to phase through the shadows to escape, suddenly halted. He turned back abruptly, looking at Shen Anyu with shock and anger burning in his cloudy eyes.
"You demon..." Tian Yunzi hissed.
Immediately after, he moved like a phantom, appearing beside Ye Yan. He lightly patted various parts of Ye Yan's body with his large, calloused hand, checking his pulse and probing his internal condition with his profound True Qi.
Medicine and martial arts are intertwined. At Tian Yunzi's [Heavenly Human Unity] level, although he couldn't be called a divine doctor like the late Xia Liu, he was highly proficient in medical arts. His Qi flowed into Ye Yan's meridians like water, only to hit blockage after blockage.
He quickly discovered that the Context (meridians) in his beloved disciple Ye Yan's body were indeed abnormal. They were filled with a chaotic mess of toxins—neurotoxins, blood-coagulating agents, and Qi-dispersing powders—all weaving together into a deadly knot. Even worse, he sensed the faint, rhythmic ticking of miniature explosives embedded near vital organs.
The situation was extremely dangerous.
If he didn't get the antidote within fifteen minutes, the toxins would reach the heart, or the bombs would detonate. Ye Yan would surely die, turning into a pool of pus and scattered flesh.
At this moment, Tian Yunzi's expression was extremely grim! The wrinkles on his face deepened as the weight of the situation crushed down on him.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Yan is filled with raging anger. Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Yan is filled with towering hatred. Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
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At this moment, Ye Yan also looked at Shen Anyu with furious eyes, practically spitting fire. If looks could kill, Shen Anyu would have been ash a thousand times over.
While he was unconscious, Shen Anyu had actually done so much to his body. Turned him into a walking bomb. A hostage in his own skin.
"Shen Anyu, you insidious and despicable villain… You have no martial honor!" Ye Yan roared hoarsely, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Shen Anyu paid no attention to Ye Yan's curses; it was just a dying dog's yelps. In the world of villains, honor was a tool for fools. Results were everything.
At this moment, Shen Anyu smiled lightly, looking at the fluctuating expression of Tian Yunzi—the hesitation between self-preservation and paternal love—and leisurely said:
"Tian Yunzi, will you leave? Or will you stay and watch your disciple Ye Yan die tragically? What's your decision?"
As he spoke, Shen Anyu tossed a small porcelain bottle in his hand, catching it repeatedly. The rhythmic clack, clack sound echoed in the silent dungeon, taunting them.
"The antidote is right here," Shen Anyu added softly.
Leaving Ye Yan alive was a calculated move to restrain Tian Yunzi.
Shen Anyu knew that a top [Heavenly Human] expert who wanted to escape would be too difficult to kill. If Tian Yunzi decided to flee, even Shen Anyu might not be able to stop him completely. But if Tian Yunzi stayed to fight... that was a different story.
Ye Yan also realized this. He saw the hesitation in his Master's eyes. He knew that he had become his Master Tian Yunzi's weakness, a shackle dragging down a dragon. He had become an object of utilization for his great enemy, Shen Anyu.
His face turned ashen, filled with shame and despair. He suddenly gritted his teeth, tears mixing with the blood on his face, and said to his Master Tian Yunzi:
"Master, please go! Don't mind me! I am crippled anyway!"
"When you have a chance in the future, kill Shen Anyu, wipe out the entire Yanxia Shen Family, and avenge your disciple! Your disciple will be grateful even in the afterlife and will repay your kindness by being a cow or a horse, or even tying grass to repay your kindness…"
Ye Yan's voice cracked with emotion. He was ready to die to let his Master live.
Tian Yunzi shook his head, sighed deeply, and stroked Ye Yan's head. His cloudy old eyes, usually filled with the cold indifference of a killer, now showed profound affection:
"Foolish child, you call me Master. How can your Master watch you die?"
"Your Master has no children. You are not only your Master's inheritor, but also treated as a grandson. I watched you grow up, taught you your first stance, wiped your tears when you fell."
"Don't worry, Master has a chance of winning. This old man is a Heaven and Man (Celestial Being). I have stood at the apex of the Dark World for decades. What can Shen Anyu, a mere youngster who still smells of breast milk, do to me?"
As he spoke, Tian Yunzi smiled slightly, a confident and serene smile that seemed to ignore the dire situation. He placed the anxious Ye Yan gently beside him, in a safe corner, and slowly leaned Ye Yan's body against the bullet-ridden wall.
"Watch closely, Yan'er. This is the last lesson Master will teach you."
Immediately after, Tian Yunzi slowly stood up. He turned around.
The affection in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a gaze so sharp and murderous it felt like physical blades cutting through the air. He looked at Shen Anyu, the temperature in the room dropping to freezing point.
"Shen, do you really think this old man can't kill you?"
"This old man will let you truly witness what a Heaven and Man is!"
As his words fell, Tian Yunzi took a deep breath. A strange, guttural sound echoed from his chest, like a dragon waking from slumber.
Crack! Crack! Pop!
Tian Yunzi's somewhat hunched, aged body began to inflate like a balloon. His skeletal structure shifted and realigned with sickening crunches.
His originally gaunt arms, torso, thighs, and calves… visibly swelled with revitalized muscle. The loose skin tightened, regaining elasticity and color.
Muscles bulged, ripping the seams of his gray Daoist robe. His bones cracked as they elongated. Even his snow-white hair turned dark green, then black, flowing with vitality.
Even Tian Yunzi's body grew taller inch by inch.
From a hunched old man of about 1.6 meters, seemingly with one foot in the grave, he transformed into a towering giant of 1.9 meters. He now appeared to be in the prime of his life, around forty years old, radiating an aura of absolute dominance.
Even more incredibly, the wound on his left shoulder, which had been pierced by Shen Anyu's [Soul-Severing Dagger] earlier, visibly healed, the flesh knitting together until it revealed new, tender skin.
A terrifying aura, like that of a savage beast mixed with the majesty of a god, swept out from him. The dust on the floor was blown away in a circle.
"Shen, since you want to die, then this old man will let you die!"
Tian Yunzi looked at Shen Anyu with sharp, electrifying eyes.
As the Dark World's titan who single-handedly founded the Netherworld Palace, he was not just a benevolent Master who cultivated himself in isolation. He was a demon.
At this moment, under Shen Anyu's continuous pressure and the life-threatening danger to his beloved disciple Ye Yan, he finally displayed his Peak state. He burned his essence blood, disregarding the cost.
The old Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace, who had killed countless people and annihilated countless clans, had returned!
It was as if a treasured sword, rusty and forgotten, had been drawn from its sheath, revealing its cold, blood-drinking edge!
"Is this Master's true Peak state?"
Ye Yan breathed rapidly, clutching his chest. He looked at the scene before him, filled with excitement, anticipation, ecstasy, exhilaration, and renewed hope.
"Master is invincible! Shen Anyu, you are dead!" Ye Yan thought viciously.
Shen Anyu narrowed his eyes, looking at the transformation before him. He did not show fear; instead, his eyes shone with the curiosity of a researcher observing a rare specimen.
"Is this the [Tian Yuan Secret Technique]?" he suddenly spoke, his voice calm amidst the rising storm.
This technique was recorded in the half-volume of the nameless ancient martial arts manual he had plundered from Ye Yan earlier. It was a forbidden art that could lock in essence and preserve the Peak state, or forcefully revert the body to its prime at the cost of lifespan.
Moreover, the most terrifying aspect of this [Tian Yuan Secret Technique] was not just this. Shen Anyu knew its weakness because he had analyzed the manual. But he said nothing.
"That's right, this is Tian Yuan! This is the trump card with which this old man once dominated and commanded an era! I used this to slaughter the Three Great Sects of the North!"
"Boy, kneel before me!"
Time was urgent. The mixed poisons in Ye Yan's body would erupt in fifteen minutes, and Tian Yunzi could sense the powerful auras of the Shen Family's private army rapidly approaching from outside.
Tian Yunzi did not delay for a moment.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet exploded into powder. His figure flickered, vanishing from sight.
He instantly crossed more than ten steps, appearing before Shen Anyu like a teleporting ghost.
"Die!"
One hand, massive and glowing with a terrifying dark light, descended from the sky. It was like the Five Finger Mountain of the Buddha, carrying a fierce gale that tore the air apart.
He struck heavily towards Shen Anyu, the pressure alone causing the concrete floor around Shen Anyu to crack and sink. He intended to force Shen Anyu directly to his knees, break his limbs, and retrieve the antidote.
"Old man, it's no longer your era!"
Shen Anyu snorted coldly. He did not retreat. He did not dodge.
Instead, he bravely lunged at Tian Yunzi.
Shen Anyu raised his right hand, using his hand as a blade. His arm flickered with crackling lightning—the manifestation of his internal energy pushed to the limit.
Swoosh!
His hand tore through the air, clashing directly against Tian Yunzi's palm.
No weapon was as powerful as Shen Anyu's [God-Level Steel Body]!
BANG!
A deafening sound, like a bomb going off, echoed in the confined space.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The battle instantly escalated to a white-hot intensity.
They exchanged dozens of blows in a single second.
In Ye Yan's eyes, it was as if two terrifying savage beasts were fighting. He couldn't even see their movements, only the blurring shadows and the sparks flying from their collisions.
Everything around them—the torture instruments, the heavy iron tables, even the alloy walls several meters thick—shattered like tofu upon contact with the aftermath of their clash.
Rumble!
The entire underground structure shook violently.
If Tian Yunzi hadn't intentionally kept the battlefield away from Ye Yan, protecting his disciple with a barrier of Qi, the mere aftershocks would have shattered Ye Yan's fragile body into dust!
"Master is so strong... He is suppressing the heavens..."
"But Shen Anyu..."
Ye Yan involuntarily clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. His face was twisted with unwillingness and disbelief as he looked at Shen Anyu.
He never expected Shen Anyu to be so powerful.
Shen Anyu was actually capable of directly confronting his Master Tian Yunzi—a legendary figure who had recovered to his Peak state by burning his lifespan!
"How is this possible? He is just a rich second generation! A playboy!"
When he first left the mountain, Ye Yan was full of ambition and high spirits, ready to defeat the Yanxia Shen Family and avenge the Magic City Ye Family. As for Shen Anyu, the Young Master of the Yanxia Shen Family, Ye Yan had not even considered him a threat. He thought Shen Anyu was just an ant he could crush with one finger.
But now, the strength displayed by Shen Anyu made Ye Yan question his very existence.
If he, Ye Yan, was a Genius chosen by heaven, then what was Shen Anyu?
A monster? A demon? An anomaly?
To possess combat power rivaling a [Heavenly Human] at twenty-something years old was unheard of! It defied the laws of martial arts!
Clang!
Shen Anyu's fist collided with Tian Yunzi's chest. Tian Yunzi's palm struck Shen Anyu's shoulder.
Both recoiled.
Shen Anyu dusted off his shoulder, looking completely unharmed. His suit was torn, revealing skin that looked like white jade, without a single scratch.
"How is this kid so tough?"
The more Tian Yunzi fought, the more he was startled. Cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
He realized that even at his Peak state, putting his full force into his strikes, he still couldn't harm Shen Anyu's Physical Body. It was like striking divine metal.
"His body cultivation... has reached the realm of Indestructibility? Impossible!"
But he wasn't flustered. He was an old monster with centuries of combat experience.
Silver light flashed in his eyes, cold and decisive.
"Shen, you are lucky to witness the Tian Yuan Secret Technique's strongest killing move, Soul Destruction!"
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