This was their feeling, but no one would think it was an illusion. Looking at Ye Chu’s arm, such thoughts emerged from the depths of their primordial spirits. For such thoughts to surge from the depths of their primordial spirits, it was clearly the result of resonance between heaven and earth. In other words, these feelings were all real.
Ye Chu’s Heavenly Emperor Fist blasted out, earth shattering and heaven shaking, possessing peerless power. As this fist blasted out, the sky full of flying butterflies shattered directly, and absolutely everything would be destroyed under this punch. The momentum of this punch was irresistible and incredibly dominant, making anyone who saw it utterly horrified and deeply shaken in their hearts.
As this punch danced, terrifying power surged and swept outwards. The terrifying power that Ji Die had erupted was also dispersed in an instant. Ye Chu’s fist smashed straight upwards, aiming to land on Ji Die’s chest. Ji Die’s figure retreated explosively, dodging Ye Chu’s punch. The fist smashed into the spot where Ji Die was standing, and a massive black hole appeared there. The punch directly caused the void to collapse, and crystal fragments of space continuously burst, falling into the void and slowly dissipating.
Ji Die looked at this scene, her eyes grave. The power of this punch was too terrifying. She thought to herself that even if she resisted with all her might, she might not be able to block it completely.
This punch truly carried the weight of Mount Tai. During the blast, it possessed an unmatched momentum, as if everything in front of him would be destroyed. This was a powerful conviction, so strong that it made her heart tremble. What kind of terrifying artistic conception was required to support this move.
Most importantly, Ye Chu’s essence, energy, and spirit had all reached the ultimate limit in this move, merging completely with his body, as if his entire body had been smashed out as one.
This feeling made Ji Die very clear that this was a life bound martial skill that Ye Chu had cultivated. She took a deep breath, not expecting that Ye Chu could cultivate such a martial skill even at the Xuanhua Realm.
“You truly surprise me!” Ji Die looked at Ye Chu and said slowly, “This is your life bound martial skill, is it not? Possessing such a fist momentum, no wonder you dare to fight me.”
Ye Chu smiled, staring at Ji Die and said, “This is only the beginning, you have not yet experienced the true power of this fist technique.”
Hearing Ye Chu say this, Ji Die danced her hands. The patterns on her forehead flashed fiercely, and strands of laws condensed around her body. Her artistic conception was full, and her entire person became even more otherworldly and extraordinary.
“Butterfly Transforming into an Immortal!” As Ji Die spoke, her entire person danced gracefully like a fairy, her posture as elegant as a leaping butterfly, breathtakingly beautiful.
At the same time, a marvellous artistic conception surged out from her body, transforming into colourful butterflies all around her. She truly seemed to have transformed into a butterfly immortal, possessing infinite magical power.
“Let me see exactly how strong this fist technique of yours is!”
As she spoke, she danced her arms, and the colourful butterflies flew fiercely towards Ye Chu. The speed was as fast as lightning, carrying a shocking power within. The space collapsed incomparably wherever they passed, and their momentum was actually no less than Ye Chu’s Heavenly Emperor Fist.
“This is her ultimate technique!” Ye Chu looked at the colourful butterflies shooting towards him, his expression also turning cold. These things looked gorgeous and beautiful, but just like things in the world, the more beautiful they are, the more poisonous they are. As they danced, the terrifying power nurtured within them continuously rushed towards Ye Chu along with the movement of her arms.
Ye Jingyun secretly clicked her tongue. Watching Ji Die unleash the Butterfly Immortal, her heart was also deeply shaken. This was one of Ji Die’s ultimate techniques. It was extraordinarily terrifying, a sacred method. Once unleashed, she transformed like an immortal, her entire body’s power moving with it, driving her artistic conception to the extreme, beautiful yet ruthless. She rarely used this move, because not many people were qualified for her to employ it.
But Ye Chu had forced her to move. The man who had tried to force himself on her back then had now transformed to a degree that no one could believe. Ji Die was probably not calm in her heart either, as the person she had once dismissed with contempt was now confronting her again in this manner.
The reason Ji Die had always wanted to fight Ye Chu was probably mostly due to that kind of emotion in her heart.
Ye Chu and Ji Die exchanged blows. The Heavenly Emperor Fist was domineering and fierce, striking out with a momentum that nothing in the world could block. Ji Die’s flying butterflies danced, poisonous and turbulent, constantly colliding with Ye Chu’s power, making people’s hearts pound with fear.
Above the void, there were deafening sounds. As Ye Chu and Ji Die fought continuously, the sky constantly cracked, and a sky full of hurricanes swept out. Fierce and violent attacks continuously rolled out from the hands of both.
The fight was too intense, even attracting other strong figures from the imperial capital to come and observe. When they saw the two fighting in the void, their hearts pounded with fear, unable to believe it.
Upon learning that it was Ye Chu and Ji Die, this proud daughter of heaven, clashing, the crowd’s eyes widened even more.
Pang Shao had already come out of the cave, and he had now stepped into the strength of an emperor. The fight between Ye Chu and Ji Die also attracted him. When he learned from the crowd’s discussion that the indistinct figures were Ye Chu and Ji Die, he widened his eyes.
“Damn it! Ye Jingyun said that Ye Chu once tried to assault Ji Die and failed. Now he is actually fighting her, is he preparing to force himself on her again?”
“What a bastard, so absolutely wicked. But my grandfather also mentioned Ji Die recently, saying she is a hero, has a tremendous background, and is someone expected to contend on the path to the Supreme. Bloody hell, is Ye Chu strong enough to fight her on equal terms now?”
“Exactly how strong is this kid?”
Pang Shao stared at the void. Watching the void shatter piece by piece as Ji Die and Ye Chu fought within it, he could not help but shiver.
Murong Mietian happened to see this scene as well. Looking at the fighting figures in the void, he finally realised that Ye Chu had held back in the cave. If he faced the combat power Ye Chu was erupting right now, he would not be able to withstand many moves from him.
Murong Mietian’s face was gloomy. He had originally thought he was quite a figure, at least unmatched in the empire, but the reality was so cruel. Neither Ye Chu nor Ji Die was someone he could compare to.
Thinking of the royal family’s foundation, Murong Mietian’s expression turned cold. He thought to himself that he must use this foundation to surpass these two people.
Ye Chu and Ji Die were now fighting completely together. Both fought until their blood boiled. The marks on their foreheads flashed continuously. Between the flashing patterns, their bodies glowed brilliantly. Various powers were continuously struck out, erupting with thunderous roars.
Ye Chu’s Heavenly Emperor Fist continuously blasted out, dancing with various ruthless and tricky methods. Every strike was enough to shake heaven and earth.
Yet even with such fierce attacks, Ji Die still blocked them. Her Butterfly Transforming into an Immortal was extraordinary. The flying butterflies danced, rolling out waves of power that made people’s hearts tremble. Even Ye Chu’s Heavenly Emperor Fist could not completely obliterate and destroy her.
Ji Die and Ye Chu fought to the point of forgetting themselves. In the void, various absolutely strong powers continuously surged out. Ye Chu’s artistic conception danced to the extreme, his entire person merging into one with the Heavenly Emperor Fist. As he danced, his blood boiled, a cyan light flashed, and within his sea of energy, waves of power were continuously drawn out.