He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Wu Wudi's green robe was mostly torn apart in the fierce battle, and his exposed skin was covered with dark gold sealing patterns.

The lines, like living things, were constantly spreading across his body, and with each additional inch they covered, his movements became a little slower.

His punches remained sharp and precise.

Each punch landed on the extraterrestrial demon, producing a crisp cracking sound.

But the cracking sound grew fainter and fainter, as if a fist had been pounding on a wall that was getting thicker and thicker.

The true form of the extraterrestrial demon hovered in the center of the sky, its dark golden vertical pupils looking down at the figure below that was being covered by sealing patterns.

He didn't attack frequently, but each strike precisely targeted Wu Wudi's weak points in his defense—the openings torn open by the sealing power, the gaps that Wu Wudi couldn't cover at the same time.

His attack style was not like that of a martial artist, but more like that of a strategist skilled in calculation and planning, with each move precisely anticipating the opponent's mistakes a few breaths later.

Wu Wudi's punches began to slow down.

His breathing remained steady, but his movements were no longer as fluid as they had been at the beginning.

The sealing patterns were layering on top of each other, like countless transparent spider webs wrapping around his limbs and torso, making each punch require more effort than the last.

He knew these patterns were constantly restricting him, but he couldn't find a way to break free.

Because the attacks from the extraterrestrial demons were too scattered and too cunning, each strike hit a spot he had to defend against, leaving him with no energy to deal with the ever-spreading seals.

Another dark gold pattern appeared on his shoulder blade.

Wu Wudi suddenly lowered his body, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"The power system of this world is indeed interesting."

The extraterrestrial demon spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, yet the entire sky trembled.

"The pure power that comes from cultivating the physical body to its ultimate level is truly astonishing."

"But power is ultimately just power."

"What use is your strength if you can't defeat the real me?"

He raised his hand and unleashed another sealing pattern, which landed precisely on Wu Wudi's right fist as he was gathering power.

The punch had only been half-formed when it suddenly dissipated.

The qi and blood on the fist were suppressed, disintegrated, and dissolved by the sealing patterns.

Wu Wudi finally frowned.

This was the first time in this battle that he showed an expression that resembled "difficulty."

Just then, as he was preparing to forcefully tear apart the seal patterns and break through the bloody path in a more brutal way, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

The force wasn't great, but the palm of his hand carried a strange yet irresistible strength.

Wu Wudi paused, turned his head, and saw a young face standing beside him.

Yun Yi had arrived beside him without him even noticing.

He didn't look at Wu Wudi; his gaze remained fixed on the direction of the extraterrestrial demons.

The hand resting on Wu Wudi's shoulder didn't exert any force, it just pressed lightly, but the force was irresistible, as if saying: You can get lost now.

Then, he flipped his wrist.

Wu Wudi felt an irresistible force surge from that palm, enveloping his entire body, and then he was thrown out violently.

His figure traced a long arc in the air, landing steadily atop a distant, still-standing mountain peak.

Above the sky, Yun Yi had withdrawn the hand that had sent Wu Wudi away and was now facing the extraterrestrial demons.

His dark golden vertical pupils shifted slightly, turning from the direction where Wu Wudi had disappeared to the young man in front of him, his gaze intensely scrutinizing him.

He could sense that the newcomer's power level was not much higher than Wu Wudi's.

But he had just witnessed the entire process of Zhongzhou being shattered by a single punch.

The extent of the destruction was so great that even he was taken aback.

"Are you the original body?"

Yun Yi spoke, his voice neither loud nor soft, carrying a casual tone as if he were confirming something.

The extraterrestrial demon narrowed its vertical pupils slightly.

He glanced at Yun Yi, then at the sunken, now completely empty, ruins of Zhongzhou below.

A subtle hint of apprehension crept into their scrutinizing gaze.

But that slight apprehension was quickly suppressed by a deeper certainty—he had lived for far too long and witnessed far too much overwhelming power.

He knew all too well that power was ultimately just power.

With enough skill and ingenuity, even the strongest punch can be neutralized, sealed, or redirected into the void.

"This is of course my true form," he said, his voice carrying an air of superior composure. "Otherwise, who else do you think would be standing before you?"

Yun Yi looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"Okay. That's all that matters."

He raised his hand.

The fiftieth seal was released simultaneously at that moment.

The power he had suppressed for over a decade now surged forth like molten fire unleashed from the earth, carrying a scorching heat.

This was completely different from any previous time—he had been able to firmly grasp the power he possessed on the tenth and thirtieth floors and control its approximate intensity.

But the fiftieth floor had already begun to exceed his control.

The moment the fiftieth layer loosened, a true vacuum appeared around Yun Yi's fist.

His fist shot forward.

The movements remain simple, like punching the air in front of you.

But when this punch was thrown, the extraterrestrial demon's dark golden vertical pupils finally lost their composure.

He felt it—that overwhelming torrent, as if the entire world was about to be overturned by that punch.

His proud methods—those layers upon layers of sealing techniques, those scattered attack layouts, those exquisite calculations and predictions—were all like sandcastles shattered by waves before this punch.

His defense began to crumble before it even touched the fist.

Every method prepared to neutralize the opponent's attack was crushed into powder by that force before it could even take shape.

"wait--"

The extraterrestrial demon spoke.

His voice didn't even have a chance to travel far before the fist landed on him.

Its dark golden body exploded from the very center, like an amber piece that had been ruptured from the inside.

The ancient patterns entwined on the body, the power accumulated from billions of years of void, and the life-saving methods hidden in countless layers of spatial folds—all were covered, crushed, and burned by that fist in the same instant.

His body spread outwards from the center in all directions, turning into a sky full of dark golden powder. Like a giant dandelion seed scattered by the wind, it slowly drifted down in the dark red sky.

Yun Yi withdrew his fist and stood in the center of the falling dark gold powder.

He glanced down and confirmed that the aura of the extraterrestrial demons had completely disappeared from this world.

Then, he lowered his hand and locked the seal back in, layer by layer.

The dark red color in the sky was rapidly fading.

The clear, bright sky, belonging to the morning light, once again filled the heavens, and golden sunlight filtered through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating the shattered battlefield below.

Wu Wudi stood atop a distant mountain peak, watching this scene, and remained silent for a long time.

Yunling stood beside the altar in the Southern Region, looking up at the bright yellow figure in the sky, her lips twitching slightly.

All of Ji Wujiu's clones withdrew their gazes at the same time, and then let out a sigh that was hard to tell whether it was a sigh of relief or a sigh of deep emotion.

"That great ancestor is still as awesome as ever."