The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 175: Even After Another Hundred Years of Training, You’d Only Qualify to Scratch an Itch

"Huh? Where did he come from? Why didn’t I notice him?"

The crowd was astonished.

Ye Qingtian seemed to have appeared out of thin air, and no one had noticed him.

However, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Ye Qingtian and Evil Buddha.

Evil Buddha’s eyes shone with a cold glint, like brilliant lightning.

"Are you Ye Xiaoyao?"

Evil Buddha asked, his voice cold as metal.

Ye Qingtian didn’t speak, simply looking at him quietly.

"Indeed, a Young Grandmaster. Rivals even Ye Fengtian of the past. Treating you as a Philosopher’s Stone, it seems I chose right!"

Evil Buddha’s eyes revealed an unprecedented excitement, making him look both alluring and sinister.

"Yes, I chose right. I will personally send you to Hell!"

Ye Qingtian appeared relaxed.

...

"Hmph, this guy isn’t as handsome as me!"

Halfway up the mountain, Chu Nan glanced over and couldn’t help but sneer.

"Huh? Did you all see Ye Xiaoyao?"

Qin Lingyue asked in surprise.

"Of course we can see him!"

Chu replied.

"What does he look like?"

"Not as handsome as me, just like that!"

Chu shrugged indifferently.

...

On Longquan Mountain.

"Was it you who killed my two disciples?"

Evil Buddha suddenly lowered his voice, tinged with a sense of mournful sorrow.

"Yes!"

"I had only these two disciples in my life! Though their talents were ordinary, they were like my own sons!"

"Ah!"

Evil Buddha roared skyward, like a dragon’s cry and a crane’s scream, reaching the heavens.

"Puff!"

...

People around spat blood, and trees exploded one after another, the intense sound waves sweeping around like fierce ghosts.

Everyone was forced to retreat, even Martial Kings using True Qi to shield themselves were pushed back by more than ten meters.

Evil Buddha’s shout seemed to have the power of gods and ghosts, terrifying beyond measure!

"Evil Buddha has broken through, the Martial Emperor Realm is terrifying!"

"He’s come prepared this time, Ye Xiaoyao is just his Philosopher’s Stone.

"Although I have high hopes for Ye Xiaoyao, in this battle, he’s destined to die!"

...

Many people became excited, their eyes eagerly looking at Evil Buddha.

With Ye Xiaoyao so powerful, they hoped someone would appear to take him down.

"Ye Xiaoyao, today I will kill you!"

Evil Buddha shouted hysterically, his eyes filled with raging killing intent.

Ye Qingtian’s gaze remained cold, saying indifferently, "Many have said this to me before, and they all went to Hell."

"Ye Xiaoyao, now sever your limbs, and I might consider leaving you an intact corpse."

Evil Buddha sneered.

Ye Qingtian remained silent, his hands behind his back as he leisurely walked toward Evil Buddha.

"Courting death!"

Evil Buddha said coldly, suddenly bursting forth.

From between his eyebrows, a black Martial Seal surged, revealing the shadow of a Demon Buddha.

Evil Buddha erupted with a terrifying aura, like a rolling river, immensely frightening.

"Boom!"

Evil Buddha slammed down with a massive palm.

As if a giant mountain was being smashed down single-handedly, invisible True Qi formed a grinding wheel, crushing downward.

The dreadful airflow raged, stirring a gale around.

The massive palm seal turned into a small mountain pressing down.

True Qi Condensation, the greatest hallmark of the Martial Emperor Realm.

True Qi Condensation, once condensed, the destructive power increases indefinitely, incomparable to a Martial King.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Under the immense pressure, gigantic boulders around exploded one by one, turning to dust.

Each boulder was as large as the summit of Longling Mountain.

The scene of seven or eight Longling Mountain summits exploding was absolutely shocking, unforgettable for many.

The astonishing destructive power amazed everyone present.

"Hiss!"

"Is this the power of a Martial Emperor?"

The crowd was horrified, Evil Buddha’s strength deeply ingrained in their minds.

Ye Qingtian continued to walk smoothly, while Evil Buddha seemed like a falling meteor, unstoppable, with a force of destruction.

He destroys gods when he meets gods, destroys buddhas when he meets buddhas.

"Ye Xiaoyao probably just entered the Martial Emperor Realm recently, but Evil Buddha is different. He’s been a Martial Emperor for years."

"Evil Buddha’s strength is beyond ordinary comprehension, his Evil Buddha’s Celestial Burial Technique is especially terrifying! It’s said his most dreadful move has already been mastered!"

"Being defeated by Evil Buddha is prestigious enough for Ye Xiaoyao! He only lost in terms of time!"

...

Seeing this, everyone expressed such exclamations.

After all, Evil Buddha displayed an invincible presence as soon as he emerged from seclusion.

Terrifying beyond measure, unmatched by any Martial King.

"Boom!"

Evil Buddha’s move, with a sky-supporting stance, descended like a mountain pressing down.

Massive True Qi formed a vortex, turning the region into a vacuum.

The terrifying gale swept in all directions, destroying surrounding trees, flowers, and grass in an instant, leveling the ground.

"Bang!"

Facing Evil Buddha’s overwhelming strike, Ye Qingtian neither dodged nor avoided, letting the blow land on his shoulder.

"Boom..."

Under Evil Buddha’s blow, the ground, with Ye Qingtian at the center, spread out in spider-like cracks.

It was as if the earth was about to split open.

Reaching Evil Buddha’s level, he already had a destructive power akin to a heavy bomb.

"Booming..."

Even Longquan Mountain shook.

"Isn’t this terrifying?"

Suddenly witnessing this, Qin Lingyue and others were so shocked their eyes nearly popped out.

This was scarier than any sci-fi movie they had seen.

"My heavens..."

The mountain shook continuously, terrifying cracks spreading from Ye Qingtian’s center.

The cracks had extended to the feet of many experts halfway up the mountain, resembling a collapsing mountain.

"Train for another hundred years, and you’ll qualify to scratch me!"

After a while, Ye Qingtian made an assessment.

To others, this might sound arrogant, even absurd.

But for Evil Buddha, it might be the most glorious moment of his life...

Under Evil Buddha’s blow, Ye Qingtian’s body didn’t move an inch, not even enough to scratch an itch.

"How is this possible?"

Evil Buddha’s face changed dramatically, a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

Before others could be astonished, Ye Qingtian made his move.

"Bang!"

Ye Qingtian’s left hand formed a fist, throwing it lightly and slowly.

The punch seemed slow, devoid of power and speed, no different than children playing.

Yet, Evil Buddha couldn’t evade this one punch, as if he was locked onto by a missile.

"Break for me!"

Evil Buddha shouted fiercely, True Qi raging across his hands,

Transforming into a black Buddhist Sect bell to block Ye Qingtian’s punch.

"Bang!"

But Evil Buddha, upon contact, realized Ye Qingtian’s punch carried a force of apocalypse, directly crushing.

What Martial Emperor’s Seal?

What True Qi Condensation?

All were useless!

"Crack!"

The black Buddhist Sect bell shattered instantly, the punch continued unimpeded, hitting Evil Buddha.

Under this punch, Evil Buddha was like a weak child, directly punched away.

A stream of blood arced through the air...