Chapter 269 – Subduing Tiger Fist Intent Lifts Mountains, Chaotic Fists Slaughter

Ye Kuang roared furiously, “Speak! Where exactly is my sister?”

As he spoke, his face twisted into a vicious snarl.

An invisible aura instantly permeated the surroundings, clearing all haze from the foot of the mountain before them.

Dust and sand abruptly settled, while the gentle breeze silently retreated, evoking boundless terror in all who witnessed it.

It was as the saying goes: The dormant dragon stirs from slumber, shaking a thousand mountains with a single movement.

This was unmistakably the boiling, all-encompassing aura of killing intent!

The old demon, sensing this, couldn’t suppress the tremors that wracked his entire body.

As for the others nearby, they stared at the cold-faced Ye Kuang as if he were a monster.

Ye Kuang: “Speak! Where is my sister?!”

A deafening roar assaulted the old demon’s ears, causing his entire body to shudder. Only then did he grasp the crux of the matter and asked, “Who is your sister? Wait… you…”

Mid-sentence, the old demon’s eyes widened in sudden realization, and he exclaimed in shock, “You’re that Ye Kuang!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang’s momentary confusion turned into frosty, piercing eyes as he demanded, “What do you mean?”

“Hahaha… This is truly a case of the flood dragon charging into the Dragon King’s temple,” the old demon said, growing increasingly excited before muttering to himself, “Just as the Young Miss said, a dragon among men—truly formidable, truly formidable…”

This scene naturally drew countless puzzled gazes.

It must be said, Ye Kuang was no less bewildered.

“Young Hero Ye, it’s a long story. All you need to know is that your sister was not taken by us.”

“Wu Kuang, don’t listen to his nonsense! I saw with my own eyes how the Saintess of Xiaonü was severely injured by their people and then abducted.”

Ye Kuang repeated the word “severely injured” over and over under his breath. When he turned his gaze back, his eyes seemed to spit flames.

“You’re all asking for death!”

“Shut your mouth, you wretched girl!” the old demon snapped angrily. Facing the approaching Ye Kuang, he couldn’t help but feel both exasperated and amused. “Young Hero Ye, this is a misunderstanding, truly a misunderstanding…”

“You dare injure my sister and call it a misunderstanding? I’ll misunderstand your damned head!” Ye Kuang bellowed.

Whoosh—Boom!

It must be said, once Ye Kuang descended into utter rage, the consequences were severe.

With a single punch, he sent the old demon flying to the very edge of the Foot of Buzhou Mountain.

“Elder!”

“Damn it, what’s going on?”

“Fucking bastard, for the Divine Sect, let’s fight him to the death!”

Thud! Thud!

Ye Kuang moved with the sound, delivering a flying kick backward and sending one figure soaring. His left foot then stomped down, breaking another’s leg.

“Ah…”

The agonized screams that followed sent chills down everyone’s spines.

No one had expected Ye Kuang to be so ruthlessly brutal once he finally took action.

At that moment, wind and thunder gathered beneath his feet as he struck the chest of the wailing man with devastating force.

Bam!

The man didn’t even have time to scream before plunging into eternal darkness. His wide, unblinking eyes made it clear he had died with grievances unredressed.

“Trying to run? Let’s see who dares!!!” Ye Kuang roared.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In an instant, he was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep—none could withstand a single blow.

With every strike of his hands and feet, limbs were shattered, and agonized cries merged into a chorus of suffering, transforming the scene into an army of the wounded.

Witnessing this, even Yun Mengshu and the five other women couldn’t help but tremble in fear.

It was only then that they realized Ye Kuang had spoken the truth all along—they had indeed been saved by his sister.Witnessing Ye Kuang lift a man single-handedly and slam him viciously into the ground, then follow with a flying kick that shattered another’s leg like a blade…

His ferocious demeanor embodied brutality to a shocking degree.

His moves were brutally efficient, clean and decisive, each strike mercilessly aimed to kill.

Meanwhile, the Old Demon could only watch everything unfold before his eyes, his fury igniting: “You reckless brat, seeking death?”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang erupted from the ground, spinning to charge toward the far end.

“Damned fool!” The Old Demon nearly burst a lung at the sight.

At this point, regardless of whether the Sect Lord had given prior orders, further hesitation would likely cost the Old Demon his life.

Little did he know, as Ye Kuang closed in, his attacks grew increasingly savage—each strike more ruthless than the last.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

“Dare harm my sister, and I’ll shatter every bone in your bodies.”

In that moment, his fists raged like thunder, transforming into an endless storm of blows.

Old Demon: “You think this old man fears you?”

Ye Kuang: “Roar! Roar! Roar…”

Within moments, the two had exchanged dozens of fierce punches.

The Old Demon’s arm shot out like a spear, stabbing straight forward.

The situation escalated so rapidly that words became futile—weak and meaningless.

Only brute force could prevail!

But then, Ye Kuang’s fist vanished and reappeared, striking with “Myriad Tribulations Undying, Earth-Shattering Shock.”

CRACK-BOOM!

A thunderous roar echoed, raising hairs on end.

The Old Demon’s arm splintered like bamboo, utterly unable to withstand Ye Kuang’s punch.

BAM!

Another explosive blast followed as the Old Demon was sent flying like a severed kite, soaring dozens of yards away.

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang spat a mouthful of crimson, then flashed forward like lightning, his shadow clinging close.

Subduing Tiger Fist Intent!

“The fiercer the punch, the greater the force; the faster the strike, the more the Vigorous Qi can topple mountains and dominate the world!”

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Ye Kuang: “Punch! Punch! Punch! Punch… Punch… Punch…”

Instantly, his enraged bellows accompanied a relentless barrage of Cannon Blasts, sweeping forth like a machine gun without pause.

The Wentian Old Demon, having barely blocked one blow, instantly became a sandbag, battered by endless fists.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Squelch… Crack…

Chilling sounds erupted repeatedly. Though the six women stood at a distance, they couldn’t miss the horrifying scene.

They could scarcely believe that the esteemed Wentian Old Demon was utterly helpless under Ye Kuang’s assault.

“Ah…!” Ye Kuang roared madly.

Then, he delivered a brutal kick to the Old Demon’s waist.

THUMP!

Now collapsed on the ground, the Old Demon lay limp, his breath faint.

It was clear: every tendon and bone in his body had been shattered, just as Ye Kuang had vowed.

To describe it in a phrase: A dragon has its reverse scale—touch it, and death is certain!