Chapter 161: An All-Out Battle, the Might of the Heaven-Sealing Stamp, A Saint Falls!

Above Mount Tai, ten thousand meters in the sky.

Golden vitality and blood surged alongside boundless thunderous might. Amidst rolling black mist, a heavenly halberd shook the firmament. These interwoven forces were so violent that they completely shattered the clouds in the sky.

Elder Ji and the others gazed at this spectacle with expressions of shock and utter disbelief. They could clearly perceive that this battle far surpassed anything they had ever witnessed before. Even from a distance, long before getting close, everyone could feel a terrifying divine majesty beyond human imagination. Conventional weaponry, and even thermonuclear arms, seemed entirely insignificant in the face of such power. This was a battle of epic proportions in the truest sense—a mythological clash.

In the distance, several people were operating cameras, broadcasting the live footage of the fierce battle straight onto the internet. Ordinary citizens and awakened individuals alike were left dumbfounded as they watched. Never had they imagined that a clash between awakened beings could reach such cataclysmic heights, rivaling the battles of ancient deities.

The extraterrestrial beings were equally astonished, though not merely due to the sheer power displayed, but rather because of Lu Yuan. It seemed completely unexpected that a mere mortal could go toe-to-toe with entities in the Saint realm, and in a direct head-on confrontation at that.

At this very moment, high up in the firmament, Lu Yuan had officially engaged the two quasi-saints in combat. The Jade Emperor's Heavenly Thunder True Method was fully activated, complementing his golden vitality and blood until he looked truly like a God of War incarnate. Every single punch he threw seemed imbued with boundless, overwhelming strength, shaking the firmament with a thunderous roar upon impact. Facing him, the two quasi-saints could not gain the upper hand in the slightest; instead, they were steadily forced backward.

"How can this man possibly be this powerful?"

The two exchanged glances, their expressions far more solemn than before. Although both of them had suppressed their true Saint-realm cultivation and were unable to unleash their peak abilities, their physical bodies and souls still remained at that transcendent realm, far superior to their opponent's level. Yet now, they actually showed signs of retreating step by step.

"Do not hold back. Suppress and execute him with full force!"

Right at that moment, a furious roar echoed. It was Leiyou, who had just been struck down and slammed into the mountains below. He was utterly enraged. To be suppressed by someone a full realm lower than himself was an insult he simply could not endure. Yet this humiliation only reinforced his conviction that this man had to die; he could not be allowed to live, lest he become an absolute catastrophe in the future.

As Leiyou surged back onto the battlefield, a terrifying aura erupted from his body. His wings beat fiercely, churning up gales and lightning, wrapping his entire form in infinite radiance. Among the top hundred races in the starry skies, the Celestial race possessed physiques and souls that ranked near the absolute pinnacle. This time, abandoning all reservations, Leiyou intended to unleash his ultimate arts to obliterate the human before him once and for all.

To this, Lu Yuan naturally felt no fear. After all, he was by no means inferior in that regard.

With another punch thrown forward, he collided directly with Leiyou's fist.

Rumble~

In an instant, thunder roared and exploded across the firmament. But this was merely the beginning. In the blink of an eye, the two adversaries exchanged over a hundred punches in a rapid flurry of blows.

In the background, the two quasi-saints did not remain idle, swiftly unleashing their own formidable techniques. In this moment, Lu Yuan was besieged by three Saint-realm beings. For a brief instant, he actually fell slightly behind.

Even so, his stance remained unyielding, and he handled the encirclement with effortless composure.

The scale of the battle was staggering, spanning hundreds of miles outward from the skies of Mount Tai. The combatants fought all the way from the high altitudes down into the dense mountain forests. Dust swirled in thick plumes, and the earth split wide open beneath the sheer force of their blows, carving deep ravines into the ground. Even smaller hilltops were completely pulverized, obliterated into nothingness.

"The Descent of the Thunder God!"

At that moment, Leiyou shouted suddenly. A towering figure materialized behind him, adorned with a pair of celestial wings. This phantom was immense and majestic, resembling a true God of War of Lightning. Transforming into a hundred-丈-long bolt of lightning, the avatar crashed directly into Lu Yuan, unleashing a terrifying surge of energy.

Lu Yuan's figure plummeted rapidly, smashing directly into an uninhabited city below. The asphalt roads shattered instantly, and hundreds of high-rise buildings collapsed like houses of cards, forming a massive meteorite-like crater upon impact.

"Lord Lu!"

Some onlookers turned deathly pale upon seeing this, fearing that Lu Yuan might have suffered critical injuries from such a devastating blow. The battle was simply too horrific, practically reshaping the geography of the region.

Down in the crater, however, Lu Yuan stood completely unscathed, his attire spotless without a single trace of dishevelment. The protective shroud of the Innate Primordial Qi Garment elevated his defense to a terrifying threshold. Nonetheless, the sheer force of the impact had been immense, rattling his internal organs.

"He's still uninjured?!"

Leiyou's expression twisted in frustration. Lu Yuan's physique was simply too monstrously powerful. Even after fighting for this long against three Saint-realm powerfighters at such an intensity, he had not sustained a single injury.

"Continue the attack!"

The quasi-saint of the Primordial Demon race remained calm. His body grew once more, expanding until he resembled a towering mountain peak, before bringing his massive foot down directly upon Lu Yuan.

The Three-Headed Ghost spat out a mouthful of blood, channeling his remaining strength into the heavenly halberd and causing it to erupt with countless dazzling rays of light. Meanwhile, Leiyou once again deployed a forbidden divine art of the Celestial race.

The three of them could no longer afford to hold anything back. They had essentially unleashed the absolute limit of what they were permitted to wield at present, vowing to execute the man before them.

Down below, Lu Yuan planted his feet firmly on the ground as the Great Sun Furnace intertwined with his golden vitality and blood. The overwhelming pressure caused the surrounding earth to tremble and fracture once more, spreading massive fissures across the ground like a giant spiderweb.

Yet this time, there was a difference: apart from the Great Sun Furnace, twenty-eight heavenly realms emerged behind him, each blessed by the presence of a true god!

The Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique.

Utilizing his array of ultimate techniques, Lu Yuan met the three Saint-realm powerhouses head-on and unleashed his most powerful punch.

Boom~

Accompanied by a deafening crash, the colors of heaven and earth drained away. Within a radius of several thousand meters, everything was instantly obliterated. Buildings and structures turned entirely to fine powder, silencing even the sound of the shockwave.

High above, the ultimate techniques cast by the three saints were shattered by that single punch. They were all forced back simultaneously, their faces turning deathly pale. Shock and disbelief mirrored in their eyes; they had never anticipated that Lu Yuan still possessed such a trump card.

One had to bear in mind that they had already unleashed the maximum strength permissible below the true Saint realm. Yet, even so, their combined assault had been forcefully blocked.

Just how strong was this human? And if he were to truly attain the Saint realm in the future, how terrifying would he become?

In an instant, an intense intent to kill flared within all three of them, and they prepared to coordinate another joint assault. They simply refused to believe that the human could continuously unleash a blow of that magnitude. Even if he could, relying on their profound foundations as Saint-realm entities, they would grind him down into exhaustion!

In short, today, the three of them were determined to eliminate Lu Yuan at all costs.

Yet, precisely as this thought surfaced in their minds, a sensation of extreme, chilling danger suddenly exploded within their consciousnesses.

Instantly, all three felt a piercing cold run through their bodies, as if facing an unimaginably terrifying crisis.

Retreat!

Without a single moment of hesitation, they abandoned their offensive stance, desperately seeking to fall back to a safe distance.

Regrettably, one of them was a fraction too late.

Down below, Lu Yuan vanished in a flash, reappearing directly before the quasi-saint of the Three-Headed Ghost race.

With a cold expression, he raised his right hand. A heavy seal abruptly manifested out of thin air, expanding instantly to a size of a hundred丈, casting a shadow over the firmament as it plummeted directly toward the quasi-saint.

The God-Shattering Seal!

Puff!

In the next fraction of a second, the moment the quasi-saint of the Three-Headed Ghost race made contact with the seal, his physical body fractured into a spiderweb of cracks. Then, his entire body burst apart, dissolving into a bloody mist as his aura vanished completely from the world.

A Saint-realm entity—

Fallen!