Chapter 233 – The Enemy Has Yet to Appear, Otherwise Disaster Would Follow

Boom!

With unrestrained force, Ye Kuang unleashed a sudden strike that sent both him and Reverend Kaitai flying back dozens of feet.

Though they stood facing each other in apparent stalemate, any discerning observer could see Reverend Kaitai was clearly at a disadvantage. A trickle of blood escaped his lips, his strength sharply diminished, and his movements noticeably slowed.

The swiftness of this development took everyone by surprise. In response, the Kunlun disciples disregarded their own safety and surged forward in successive waves.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Dozens of figures instantly interwove, moving with coordinated precision as fists and kicks filled the air like a dense curtain.

Already in a frenzied state, Ye Kuang showed no fear. Instead, he let out a sinister laugh and plunged into the oncoming crowd. As his chest suddenly swelled, Vigorous Qi coiled like dragons around him before precisely striking every person present.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When that violent power erupted, bodies flew like severed kite strings amid sprays of blood mist.

Three breaths!

Only three breaths!

The once-crowded room instantly transformed into a chorus of agonized moans.

Witnessing this, Reverend Kaitai’s expression shifted. Suppressing his internal injuries, he spat a mouthful of black blood and charged forward.

Ye Kuang: “You… all… deserve death!!”

His words pierced like ice as he brutally blocked Reverend Kaitai’s desperate attack. Though sent stumbling backward, Ye Kuang sustained no substantial injuries, making Reverend Kaitai realize the severity of the situation.

Ye Kuang’s limbs moved with the force of a thousand jun, and none could withstand even a single exchange. Seizing two opponents by their necks, he unleashed a devouring force that sucked them into his body, absorbing their lifelong cultivation!

Thud! Thud!

The two collapsed to the ground, clearly devoid of consciousness. Only then did true fear begin to permeate the scene.

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang’s wounds healed rapidly, his power growing even more formidable.

Taking in the grim reality, Reverend Kaitai grew increasingly anxious. To stand by idly while his Kunlun comrades fell into peril would betray his very purpose.

“All of you, retreat!!” As he spoke, Reverend Kaitai too descended into madness.

Only when pushed to the brink can one comprehend the essence of sacrificing oneself to protect others.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang clenched his fists and swiftly pursued the fleeing crowd.

Bang! Bang!

Two thunderous explosions echoed as two more were absorbed into his formidable frame before they could even cry out.

Ye Kuang then spread his palms, launching their lifeless bodies forward—their cultivation now entirely his.

Reverend Kaitai: “Damn you, break!!!”

Hearing the attack from behind, Ye Kuang spun around and met it with his own iron-fisted Cannon Blast.

Boom!

The colossal impact was not merely a clash of power but a deadlock between two forces of immense Vigorous Qi.

“Grrroar…” Though his hands were restrained, Ye Kuang roared ferociously, erupting with astonishing strength.At that moment, even the Jade Void Creation Art was not idle, operating with astonishing speed.

By the time Reverend Kaitai sensed something amiss, it was already too late!

A strange devouring force continuously flowed between their palms, forcibly extracting energy from Reverend Kaitai’s Dantian and channeling it directly into Ye Kuang’s body.

As one weakened and the other strengthened, even someone as powerful as Reverend Kaitai couldn’t help but feel terror once again.

“Could this be Tianshan’s incomplete mental cultivation method—the Lesser Formless Qi Absorption?”

Roar! Roar!

But Ye Kuang offered no response, having transformed into a beast ready to devour its prey.

Unbeknownst to him, Reverend Kaitai was already filled with deep regret.

Had he gone all out from the beginning, he would never have fallen victim to a sneak attack.

With this thought, Reverend Kaitai’s gaze toward Ye Kuang carried a trace of hidden resentment.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

In an instant, Ye Kuang’s face alternated between cyan and red hues, his energy running wild. Clearly, he was ignoring whether his body could withstand the strain, focusing solely on defeating the man before him.

It could be said that from the day they first met, he had already regarded Reverend Kaitai as an enemy.

It could also be said that after the long-range sneak attack, Ye Kuang became the spark that ignited the great upheaval in Kunlun.

On the scene, apart from the stunned Ling Wei—the sole spectator—only Ye Kuang and Reverend Kaitai remained, locked in a desperate struggle.

Suddenly, the ground within a three-zhang radius around them shattered, the released energy sharp as blades and swords, tearing the earth beneath their feet to pieces.

Such a ferocious scene was unprecedented in Kunlun’s thousand-year history.

This once unshakable sacred land had always appeared superior in the eyes of the world, yet now Ye Kuang could clash head-on with a Martial Uncle of Kunlun, pushing the realm’s unfathomable reputation to new heights.

Anyone witnessing this would inevitably feel a mix of fury and shame.

Meanwhile, deep within a certain mountain forest, the Three Venerables of Kunlun silently observed the distant commotion, their six eyes occasionally fixed on the two figures locked in combat.

“Old Taoist, who would have thought this fool could confront the severely injured Kaitai head-on? Truly unexpected.”

“Hmph! Even though that lad Kaitai is heavily wounded, one cannot deny the significance of his life-and-death struggle. This is the inherent duty of us Kunlun disciples.”

“However… even after being ambushed, Kaitai shouldn’t appear so powerless. Who could have struck from the shadows? Could it be that their faction has infiltrated our Kunlun territory?”

“Hmph! Anyone daring to bare fangs at Kunlun—regardless of who they are—shall regret ever being born in this era!”

As they spoke, regardless of why the Three Venerables did not intervene immediately, their brief exchange revealed both their deep concerns and their unwavering confidence.

If possible, they would gladly dig three feet into the ground to root out every hidden enemy within Kunlun and make an example of them.

But the hidden adversaries were clearly shrewd, well-versed in striking and retreating swiftly—precisely the source of their apprehension.

For they could not believe that only one person dared to infiltrate Kunlun.

As the saying goes: To kill a snake, strike its vital spot—one blow, one kill.

Otherwise, the consequences would be beyond imagination.

The Three Venerables reasoned: The enemy remained hidden, and any rash move might startle them, inevitably leading to endless calamity.