Chapter 748: Overwhelmingly Powerful

As expected of Huang Quan!

Meng Yinwan and her 160 followers gazed at Ye Xiu, their eyes burning with fervor. They had just experienced Cha Muxue’s snowflake attack firsthand; even a Seventh Realm War God would have to be extremely careful against it. As for Cha Muxue’s recent Ice Snow Javelin, with its speed and might, not even ten Seventh Realm War Gods could guarantee they could take it head-on without injury.

But Huang Quan... he had shattered the Ice Snow Javelin just by spitting! His strength was truly terrifying!

The more than 2,000 members of Taoism were utterly terrified by Ye Xiu’s power. They understood Cha Muxue’s capabilities far better than Meng Yinwan’s followers did. She was a peak expert among Seventh Realm War Gods. Although that had only been a full-power strike from her Water System Totem, it was not something an ordinary peak Seventh Realm expert could compare with. This mysterious man in the white ghoul mask had neutralized the Ice Snow Javelin with a single glob of spit. Not even Tu La could perform such a feat!

Eighth Realm! He must be in the Eighth Realm!

"Eighth Realm?" Cha Muxue’s eyes narrowed as she slowly drew her sword. "I am nearly invincible in the Seventh Realm. Today, I shall challenge an Eighth Realm expert."

As she spoke, her figure blurred, and in the next instant, she appeared before Ye Xiu, thrusting her sword toward his heart with all her might. This strike contained her full power! The previous attack had only been the full power of her Water System Totem. This, however, was a strike that combined the power of both her Martial Artist Cultivation and her Water System Totem. Cha Muxue was supremely confident in this attack.

"Go back!" Ye Xiu simply lifted his leg and kicked Cha Muxue in the face. She was instantly sent flying backward like a cannonball, her face flattened by the kick. Blood gushed from her nose as she coughed up more from her mouth.

Seeing this, Third Prince Lin Chuan and the more than 2,000 members of Taoism collectively gasped. He had casually neutralized Cha Muxue’s full-power strike with a single kick and sent her flying away, heavily injured?

Eighth Realm! It’s settled! He must be in the Eighth Realm!

BOOM!

Just then, Bruce, who was locked in a fierce battle with Tu La, was suddenly sent staggering back a dozen steps by one of Tu La’s punches. At this moment, Tu La looked as if he had gone mad.

"Berserk?" Seeing Tu La’s current state, Ye Xiu was greatly surprised. "Is that the Berserk State of the Strength Totem? You... you actually have three totems?"

This was astounding. It was the first time he had ever seen anyone, besides himself, who could handle more than two totems. How was that possible?

"Good eye," Tu La said, staring at Ye Xiu with soaring battle intent. "Do you dare to fight me?"

Ye Xiu beckoned with his finger. "Come on. Let me see just how mighty the combined power of a Martial Artist and three totems can be."

"You’re in for a shock!" Tu La said with a cold smile and charged toward Ye Xiu. THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! He stomped across the ground, and with each step, the earth shattered, leaving a large crater and showcasing his immense power.

"Take this punch!" Reaching Ye Xiu, Tu La unleashed a strike with his full power. This one punch contained the culmination of his life’s work! It was the combined might of a peak Seventh Realm Martial Artist, a peak Seventh Realm Water System, a peak Seventh Realm Fire System, and a peak Seventh Realm Strength System. This power was enough to send an Eighth Realm War God like Bruce reeling with a single blow.

At this sight, everyone present held their breath. The eyes of Cha Muxue, Lin Chuan, and the 2,000 members of Taoism lit up with excitement. This was the first time they had ever seen Tu La unleash his full power. Rumor had it that throughout the entire Eternal Islands, no one below the Eighth Realm could defeat him. In other words, Tu La was invincible below the Eighth Realm because his actual power had already reached the level of an Eighth Realm expert!

Bruce, Meng Yinwan, and the others, however, simply smiled, utterly convinced that Huang Quan would defeat Tu La in a single move. Bruce, in particular, believed this more than anyone, as he himself had once been knocked senseless by a single slap from Huang Quan!

"Wow, I’m so scared," Ye Xiu sneered, casually throwing a punch of his own. It looked like a simple punch, like a child play-fighting, but no one dared to underestimate it.

BOOM!

The two fists collided, unleashing a shocking explosion. A terrifying shockwave, like a hurricane scattering autumn leaves, instantly blasted a two-meter-deep crater ten meters in diameter around Ye Xiu and Tu La. Meng Yinwan’s 160 followers, Cha Muxue, Lin Chuan, and the more than 2,000 members of Taoism were all knocked to the ground by the force of the blast, despite their distance. Even Bruce was thrown off his feet, landing hard on his backside.

After a long moment, the dust and smoke settled. Everyone saw Huang Quan still standing in the same spot, unmoved. In the crater, however, lay Tu La, his right arm completely gone.

The crowd drew another sharp, collective breath. Huang Quan had actually blown off Tu La’s right arm with a single punch?

"Eighth Realm Peak? Are you an Eighth Realm Peak expert?" Tu La asked in shock, shakily getting to his feet with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Xiu laughed derisively. "I’d say you’re uneducated, but I assume you at least made it through elementary school. You took that punch head-on, so don’t you have a clue how powerful it was? And you’re still just guessing?"

Tu La felt deeply insulted and flew into a rage. "Do you think that was my full power?"

"What? Are you planning to use the Blood Sacrifice?" With a wave of his hand, Ye Xiu pulled Tu La through the air and grabbed him by the neck.

The Strength Totem had two special skills: Berserk and Blood Sacrifice. Berserk could double the power of the totem, but it left the user in a weakened state after the battle. Blood Sacrifice, on the other hand, was an ability to burn one’s own blood, Martial Prowess, and everything else. It was a last-resort technique used to take an enemy down with you, because once activated, death was certain.

Since Tu La possessed three totems, if he were to use Blood Sacrifice and burn all of them, even Ye Xiu couldn’t predict how high his power would skyrocket.

"I can’t let you be so wasteful as to use the Blood Sacrifice," Ye Xiu said. His right hand, still clutching Tu La’s neck, began to glow with a golden light that also enveloped Tu La’s body. "To stop you from doing something rash, I’ll just have to cripple your totems."

Of course, what he really meant was that he was worried Tu La would rashly use the Blood Sacrifice and destroy the three totems in the process. He couldn’t let this prodigal son waste such valuable assets!

"This... you... what is this ability?" Tu La cried out in alarm. He felt his Strength Totem suddenly vanish, and his Water System and Fire System Totems also seemed to be fading. As a member of one of the three great Judicator Families, he’d never even heard of such an ability. Totems could be crippled?

"No! Don’t! Stop! Please, stop!" Tu La screamed in a panic. He had spent half his life awakening his Water, Fire, and Strength Totems to the Sixth Stage, which gave him the power of a peak Seventh Realm expert. If they were crippled now, wouldn’t half a lifetime of hard work be for nothing?

"Shut up," Ye Xiu chided with a glare. "Keep spouting nonsense, and I’ll cripple your Martial Artist Cultivation as well."

Tu La fell silent.

At that moment, Bruce began to truly worship Huang Quan. He had used every ounce of his strength and still couldn’t defeat Tu La. Yet in Huang Quan’s hands, Tu La was like a mere toy!

As for Third Prince Lin Chuan, Cha Muxue, and the more than 2,000 members of Taoism, their scalps were tingling from the shock. The sight of the impossibly powerful Tu La being treated like a child in Ye Xiu’s hands was so overwhelming it was suffocating.