Chapter 199: Are You Talking About This Thing?
“Did you really think I was some easy target?”
Ge Chongyun roared furiously. His entire body ignited with radiant light, ancient runes surfacing across his skin, glowing with an indestructible luster.
In that moment, he looked like a celestial god descending to the mortal world.
His defenses were pushed to their absolute limit.
BOOM!
He didn’t dodge.
He didn’t even try.
Ge Chongyun had complete confidence in his physical strength. With a thunderous step, he shot into the air and met Li Xun’s incoming punch head-on.
And then—
The world exploded.
The heavens trembled. The earth roared.
It sounded as if the sun, moon, and stars were all collapsing, crashing one after another into the void. All around them, the sky fractured into scenes of apocalyptic destruction.
Before anyone could see what happened—
SPLURCH!
A burst of blood exploded in the air.
A mangled figure shot backward like a meteor, tearing through the sky, slamming into mountain after mountain—seven, maybe eight peaks in total—before finally embedding itself deep into a rocky hillside.
That broken figure was Ge Chongyun.
His aura had withered to almost nothing.
His bones were shattered.
His limbs were ruined.
Only his eyes and mouth could still move.
“Ho… how… how is this possible…?”
Ge Chongyun rasped, voice hoarse and filled with disbelief.
One punch.
Just one punch
—He had been utterly, hopelessly defeated.
Even the body he had taken such pride in—his so-called indestructible physique—had been smashed apart with ease.
If it weren’t for a hidden life-saving treasure, that punch would have ended him right then and there.
Even so…
His injuries were catastrophic.
Bones shattered. Organs torn.
There was no way he could recover in time for the competition for the inheritance of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect.
He wasn’t sure.
After all, he wasn’t the one who took the punch.
“…Young Master,” a follower beside him asked softly, “I heard that this Profound Sun Holy Son possesses a divine physique… and that he even personally killed another divine physique wielder.”
“Do you think he’ll become a major threat to Xiao Chen in the future?”
The mountain wind blew softly, but the battlefield remained still.
No one knew what the future held.
But from this moment on—
Everyone knew Li Xun was no longer someone you could afford to provoke.
Beside the young man, an old servant stood respectfully, his gaze fixed on Li Xun—who stood in the distance like a divine demon. Even from afar, the sight filled the old man with an instinctive sense of dread.
They were from the Spirit Clan.
And the Spirit Clan had long since joined in alliance with the Xiao Clan through marriage. The two families were bound together—prospering and declining as one. In fact, Xiao Chen, the dazzling genius of the Xiao Clan, was technically a nephew of the Spirit Clan.
Naturally, they did not want to see the rise of a new powerhouse—especially not one who could rival Xiao Chen.
“Xiao Chen possesses two peerless divine talents. Defeating a single divine physique wielder is nothing to him,” the young man said with a calm smile.
Radiant white light surged beneath his feet, transforming silently into a vast sea of solar brilliance.
“But Li Xun… he’s already stepped into the Life and Death Realm,” the old servant replied softly.
That, to him, was Li Xun’s greatest advantage—his age and cultivation.
After all, Xiao Chen was still just at the Divine Power Realm.
He’s only eleven or twelve years old, he still had a way to go before reaching the Life and Death Realm.
But the young man didn’t seem bothered.
“The elders in our clan already prophesied this era would be one of unparalleled brilliance—where countless heroes rise, and divine physiques are no longer rare,” he said casually. “What, are we supposed to kill every single one of them?”
He shot the old servant a sidelong glance.
“Don’t forget why we came here. The Great Strength Divine Demon Sect is just a side goal. Our real target—”
“—is that little bastard.”
“…Yes,” the old servant sighed. “I understand.”
. . . . . . . . .
After the earlier chaos, silence fell across hundreds of miles.
All the geniuses present had their gazes locked on Li Xun.
They now understood.
From this moment forward, as long as Li Xun was here—they were nothing more than background characters.
There were perhaps only a few ancient powerhouses who could face him without being utterly suppressed. But even then… only a few. Li Xun had already slain two Divine Palace Realm cultivators with his own hands.
A feat no one could ignore.
“…Even though Li Xun has appeared, the fourth token of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect’s legacy still hasn’t surfaced.”
One of the elder figures present sighed deeply.
Unlike the younger generation—who focused on rivalry and pride—these elders had clear goals: to seize the greatest fortune and opportunity.
If there were elixirs that extended lifespan within the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect’s ruins, they would be invaluable to these veterans.
And yet—
Li Xun was here.
But the final token was not.
It was as if the one holding the last piece… had no intention of showing up at all.
Hearing this, Qin Xueyi’s eyes shifted slightly.
She glanced in the direction of the Profound Sun Sect.
If her memory served her correctly—
In her previous life, when the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect emerged…
The final token had been in the hands of Ye Han.
But to her utter shock, the next second—
Li Xun flipped his hand, and a pitch-black token appeared in his palm.
Its surface pulsed with ancient energy, filled with a timeless aura.
He smiled faintly.
“You mean… this?”
“...Eh?”
Qin Xueyi froze.
Her gaze locked on the token.
Countless questions exploded in her mind.
Why was it in his hands?
Had Ye Han given it to him?
Or—had he found it himself?
If Ye Han gave it, fine.
But if Li Xun found it himself…
Then a terrifying possibility surfaced in her heart—
Could it be…
Li Xun was a reborn soul too?
Because the Li Xun in this life, compared to the one in her past, was a completely different person.