King of Creation-Chapter 673 - 665: Good News for Qingyun Castle?

Whoosh!

The Great Momentum Hammer, as bright as the stars, once again shrieked towards the fallen Yan Yijun, its power surge intensifying to such an extent that the facial expressions of the watching martial artists became increasingly shocked.

A Low Grade Spirit Artifact, in the hands of a Fifth Stage Soul Sea Realm martial artist, how could it possibly unleash the power surge of a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact?

Not to mention in the hands of a Fifth Stage Soul Sea Realm martial artist, even a Fifth Stage Vein Forging Realm martial artist or an Establishment King would not easily trigger such might from a Low Grade Spirit Artifact.

Watching the Great Momentum Hammer descending like a grinding wheel from the sky, Yan Yijun’s eyes suddenly bulged out in extreme fear, the terror on his face reaching its apex.

Pu!

At this life-and-death moment, Yan Yijun fiercely bit his tongue and sprayed a large mouthful of Life-bound Spiritual Blood towards the Great Momentum Hammer as if it cost him nothing.

Powerful as Life-bound Spiritual Blood might be, under the divine might of the Great Momentum Hammer, it didn’t even create the slightest interruption, scattering like mere splashes of water!

"Ah!"

Within his extreme terrified screams, Yan Yijun’s figure flickered desperately trying to avoid the Great Momentum Hammer’s bombardment.

But if he could have dodged the attack, Yan Yijun would not have sprayed out his Life-bound Spiritual Blood in fear.

Almost in the midst of Yan Yijun’s howl, the earthy yellow radiance of the Great Momentum Hammer completely enveloped him!

Pu!

The sound of flesh and bones being crushed into mud abruptly filled the air, accompanied by the pitiful screams of Yan Yijun that resembled the crisis whine of a butchered pig.

Under Ye Zhen’s guidance, the Great Momentum Hammer once again took flight, gaining momentum for the next devastating blow. As the hammer and the intense earthy yellow halo around it lifted off, everyone was stunned.

Because most of Yan Yijun’s body had turned into mush.

From below his chest, his abdomen, buttocks, thighs, calves... everything had been pulverized into a muddy mess. In particular, the sight of his intestines and organs blasted to pieces and the filth flowing out was so horrifying and nauseating that it caused some of the watching martial artists to feel their skin crawl.

More treacherous was the fact that, due to the formidable vitality of a Vein Forging Realm martial artist, despite such severe injuries, Yan Yijun was not dead and was writhing in agony.

Amid his painful struggles, blood gushed out from Yan Yijun’s body like a flood.

Ye Zhen’s brow furrowed slightly. This scene was not what he had intended to create. His original plan was to kill Yan Yijun with a single hammer strike, but he had not anticipated Yan Yijun’s remarkable tenacity.

In a life-or-death moment, Yan Yijun had somehow employed a secret technique that allowed his body to shift a full three feet horizontally. It was only because the coverage of the Great Momentum Hammer’s attack was so vast and Yan Yijun had so little time to react, so brief as to be negligible.

Otherwise, Ye Zhen estimated that Yan Yijun might have actually had a chance to escape from beneath his Great Momentum Hammer.

It was also for this reason that the hammer had only obliterated Yan Yijun’s lower half. Otherwise, Yan Yijun’s entire body would likely have turned into mush.

Nevertheless, even though more than two-thirds of Yan Yijun’s body had been reduced to pulp, Ye Zhen was not willing to let him go. The Great Momentum Hammer soared high once more, ready to completely annihilate Yan Yijun.

"Stop! We concede, we concede!"

Yan Cong’s piercing shriek echoed at the same time, as he rushed like a madman towards the Martial Arena.

Mainly because the scene unfolded too quickly, especially when Ye Zhen’s Great Momentum Hammer flung the Yin Evil Ice Light Wheel just moments before, which was simply too inconceivable and eerie.

So much so that it wasn’t until Yan Yijun’s lower body had been blasted into pulp that Yan Cong finally snapped to his senses.

However, his reaction seemed a little too late.

As his piercing shriek rose and he charged toward the Martial Arena, Ye Zhen’s Great Momentum Hammer, high in the air, struck down like lightning once again.

"No!"

Panic flashed across Yan Cong’s eyes, his aura surging to its peak in an instant, and both spiritual power and killing intent erupted simultaneously.

"Tower Master Yan, what’s this? Are you trying to breach the rules of the Spirit Returning Assembly?"

With a flash of light, Sect Leader Jian suddenly blocked Yan Cong’s path, his terrifying Establishment King’s presence crushing Yan Cong, who only had the cultivation of the Sixth Stage of Vein Forging Realm.

"Sect Leader Jian, do you want to trigger a war between two major powers?" Another aura of an Establishment King erupted, this one belonging to Stars Tower’s Sunx Tributor.

"Hmph, I only do not wish for someone to disrupt the rules of the Spirit Returning Assembly...." As he spoke, Sect Leader Jian’s expression froze abruptly, for he saw a trace of gratitude suddenly appear in the frantic eyes of Yan Cong.

Turning back, he saw that the host of the Martial Assembly, Wug Mengshan, was now hovering ten meters above Yan Yijun, and the radiant Great Momentum Hammer was firmly held in Wug Mengshan’s hand.

At a critical moment, Wug Mengshan, the Martial Assembly’s host, halted Ye Zhen from continuing his lethal assault.

However, Wug Mengshan’s mood seemed a bit off. The veins on his hand clutching the Great Momentum Hammer were bulging and trembling nonstop, his eyes bulging with rage as he glared fixedly at Ye Zhen, his emotions somewhat unstable.

Clearly, Wug Mengshan had been reminded of his own martial artist, Pan Feng, because of the Great Momentum Hammer.

In this Spirit Returning Assembly, Wug Mengshan had placed his highest hopes in Shang Lingqi and Pan Feng, intending for them to reclaim the rights to use the Supreme Spirit Vein for the Heavenly Net Sect once again.

Unexpectedly, Shang Lingqi was severely injured by Ye Zhen, nearly losing his life and directly forfeiting his chance to compete for the top three. Pan Feng even lost his life at Ye Zhen’s hands. Now, when reminded of these bitter memories, how could he not be enraged?

Fortunately, as the Sect Leader of a major power, he still possessed some restraint.

"Brother Wug, if you have taken a fancy to this Great Momentum Hammer, I have no issue with letting Ye Zhen present it to you with both hands!" Jian Qianxiong’s voice once again resounded.

Upon hearing this, Wug Mengshan’s expression turned stern. He snorted coldly, and the grip of his left hand on the Great Momentum Hammer loosened, with a swoosh, the Great Momentum Hammer was reclaimed by Ye Zhen.

What a joke, if he, Wug Mengshan, really did that, he would probably become the public enemy of the Spirit Returning Assembly.

Over the past hundred years and more than twenty Spirit Returning Assemblies, injuries and deaths of elite disciples from various powers had become a common occurrence. Anyone who dared to instigate trouble over this would be bringing trouble upon themselves.

"Second round, second match, Contestant Three versus Contestant Ten, Contestant Three Ye Zhen wins."

Seeing this, Ye Zhen also let out a slight sigh of relief. When Wug Mengshan had grabbed the Great Momentum Hammer, Ye Zhen was genuinely worried that the old fellow might come charging over.

The strength of an Establishment King was truly terrifying. He was able to clamp down on the rapidly descending Great Momentum Hammer with just one hand.

However, Ye Zhen also keenly observed that in the instant of catching the Great Momentum Hammer, Wug Mengshan’s figure had abruptly sunk by one meter, indicating that the Great Momentum Hammer did pose a threat to him, albeit a small one.

Of course, this was also related to Ye Zhen’s lower level of Cultivation.

The next moment, everyone’s attention shifted to Yan Yijun’s motionless body on the Martial Arena.

At this moment, the Stars Tower Master from the True Spirit Domain, along with Sunx Tributor and two Stewards of Stars Tower, all rushed towards Yan Yijun, whose two-thirds of a body had been reduced to minced meat.

From his vantage point above, Ye Zhen saw that Yan Yijun was motionless, only his fingers twitching occasionally. He was practically a dead man.

After all, even with a Martial Artist’s strong vitality, one could hardly survive with two-thirds of their body turned to minced meat, including most of the five internal organs and six hollow organs.

Through the perception of Sword Heart Enlightenment, Ye Zhen could feel that Yan Yijun’s vital signs had weakened to nearly imperceptible, essentially a dead man. The only thing that could be sensed was the extremely weak pulsation of Yan Yijun’s Divine Soul.

It was only because of that extremely faint stirring of the Divine Soul Waves that Yan Yijun was not yet completely dead.

Nevertheless, there was still no possibility of recovery, not even if immersed in the Sacred Healing Medicine of the Longevity Holy Water.

Yet oddly enough, despite this, Yan Cong and Sunx Tributor were still desperately trying, with powerful bursts of Spiritual Power radiance and Divine Soul Waves rising continuously as they made their last efforts.

Even stranger, about a hundred breaths later, Sunx Tributor wrapped the remaining half of Yan Yijun’s flesh in Spiritual Power and lifted it into the air, speeding away in an instant.

This made Ye Zhen frown. Through his Sword Heart Enlightenment perception, Yan Yijun was clearly devoid of any life signs. What were they trying to do?

Yan Cong followed Sunx Tributor as he departed, but before leaving, he fixed Ye Zhen with a venomous glare from his bloodshot eyes.

Ye Zhen could sense the towering killing intent in his eyes.

However, Ye Zhen had long since stopped caring about such things; Yan Cong had wanted to kill him for a very long time.

What surprised everyone was that it was not just Yan Cong and Sunx Tributor who left; all members of Stars Tower followed suit, including Xing Fei, who was scheduled to compete but left early with Yan Cong.

Of course, Xing Fei’s departure did not significantly impact the competition as he was originally expected to be at the bottom anyway.

"Alright, let the competition continue!"

It was not until Wug Mengshan gave a light command that the Martial Artists present regained their senses. They had all been shocked by Yan Yijun’s ghastly state, and now, looking at Ye Zhen who had descended from the Martial Arena, was like seeing a ghost.

Ye Zhen had not only won decisively but also slain Yan Yijun!

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Yan Yijun had previously defeated Yun Ce, who was equipped with a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact. Under normal circumstances, Yun Ce, with his Mid-grade Spirit Artifact, should be able to easily annihilate a Fifth Realm Martial Artist of the Continuous Casting Vein Realm.

But now, Yan Yijun had been blown apart by Ye Zhen.

That is to say, it’s not certain that Yun Ce would be a match for Ye Zhen either.

With this thought, many couldn’t help but look towards Yun Ce of Qingyun Castle.

This made Yun Ce, who had already come to this realization, feel very disgruntled. He was naturally proud and had hoped to outshine his peers with the Mid-grade Spirit Artifact Seal of the Overturning Sea.

Unfortunately, he lost to Yan Yijun, and now, even Ye Zhen, with his mere Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm Cultivation, seemed to be overshadowing him. How could he not be annoyed?

Moreover, at the beginning of the Spirit Returning Assembly, when Yun Ce first noticed Ye Zhen with his Soul Sea Realm Fifth Stage Cultivation, he did not even glance at him, considering Ye Zhen as insignificant.

But now...

This feeling made him exceptionally uncomfortable, and his face became quite unsightly.

"Ce’er, why such a long face? Don’t you think this is great news for Qingyun Castle?" The voice of Fort Lord Yun Chongxiao suddenly echoed in his mind, leaving Yun Ce astounded.

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