That steel fist, larger than a mountain, was smashed into countless cracks by Long Chen's punch, then exploded with a thunderous crash.
Not only did the fists shatter, but the ground also shattered. Massive chunks of steel rolled out, and people could see clearly—one piece of iron was thousands of zhang tall, and it was half a human head.
Not only were fragments of human heads severed, but other severed limbs rolled out, racing away with terrifying roars. If they hit them, no one would survive.
"Boom!"
One of the huge fingers crashed into the dragon corpse, causing the barrier to tremble violently and the finger to be flung away.
A powerful figure's eyes lit up as he risked flying out of the Dragon Corpse Barrier, grabbing the finger tightly to put it away.
Soon, his expression changed. He couldn't lift that finger—only a thousand zhang long, but when he lifted it, it didn't budge at all, and the weight was terrifying.
"Good stuff,"
Mo Nian no longer cared to pretend calm. Seeing a huge fragment of his arm fly toward him, he flicked his longbow behind him, and divine light lit up the bowstring, striking the arm.
The void buzzed. No one knew what method Mo Nian had used, but he had released the force from his arm, allowing it to bounce in the void and easily absorb it into the Star Space.
"Wow, this is an alloy, made up of hundreds of kinds of immortal gold and divine materials." You don't know until you accept it, but once you get it, you're shocked.
Mo Nian was overjoyed and collected seven huge severed limbs in succession, including the largest half-head.
"Bastard! How dare you steal my Origin Gold! I'll wipe out your entire clan!" At this moment, Zhao Ritian crawled out from the earth, watching Mo Nian collect the remnants of his giant spirit puppet. Zhao Ritian was both shocked and furious.
"Idiot, do you think I'm going to pay attention to you?" Long Chen sneered coldly and rushed to the other severed limb, just about to reach out to grab it, but the severed limb fell to the ground, instantly melting away and then merging into the earth.
Mo Nian was startled and hurried to find the rest, but Zhao Ritian had collected everything as well. The world here had already been assimilated by Zhao Ritian, making it his barrier, allowing him to control everything.
"So stingy, taking a few pieces of junk from you. Is it really worth this?" Mo Nian curled his lips.
Looking back at the immortal gold he had received in his star space, Mo Nian's face immediately broke into a smile: These are all treasures, extremely valuable.
Feng Fei, standing beside the barrier in the distance, felt her heart pound wildly. She hadn't expected Long Chen's true combat power to be so terrifying.
Zhao Ritian's giant spirit puppet was formed from countless immortal metals, incredibly hard and powerful, condensed from the core power of his Vision World.
Zhao Ritian's vision was extremely precious; all the immortal gold divine ores within it were collected by the Zhao family for him.
Zhao Ritian seemed very wealthy, as if he had some ability to turn stone into gold, but only Feng Fei knew that this was not the case.
Every time Zhao Ritian fights, he pays money, because as he fights, he consumes his immortal gold and divine materials.
So, wherever he went, he would extract ores from various places to replenish his energy.
During battle, he can assimilate any land into his own visionary barrier.
He can extract the power of gold from the ores beneath the earth for his own use, achieving a balance between supply and demand. If the land is too barren and lacks divine ore, he can only rely on his old resources.
If he drains all the divine ore power beneath the earth, he will also have to rely on his old savings. Once he does, that would be what Zhao Ritian feels most heartbroken about.
And his giant spirit puppet was his true foundation, condensed from his primordial immortal metal.
The reason he was able to assimilate the world was because of these primordial immortal metals to infect the ores beneath the earth and extract the ore's power. So Mo Nian collecting the remaining limbs of the giant spirit puppets made him feel so heartbroken he nearly went mad.
Because the immortal gold extracted from the outside world needs to be nurtured with his mind and soul to awaken the spirit, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Although Feng Fei knew Long Chen was strong, she never expected that she had always had a hunch that Long Chen was no match for her. It was a kind of expert self-judgment that never made a mistake.
But now, Long Chen had shattered Zhao Ritian's giant spirit puppet with a single punch, making her feel her prediction was less accurate. Perhaps she could count Long Chen among the powerhouses of her level.
At this moment, Long Chen's blood energy surged skyward, like a humanoid barbarian dragon, unstoppable. With his flesh and blood, he could even suppress Zhao Ritian's Ten-Thousand-Metal Physique.
"Boom!"
Long Chen had already attacked again. Despite Zhao Ritian's full resistance, both his arms were shattered by Long Chen's punch.
Long Chen grew braver with each battle, his strength growing stronger and stronger, as if his power was limitless.
"Zhao Ritian, can you do it or not? Summon your puppet and fight him.
Don't be afraid of him. Let me tell you, I know him very well. He's strong on the outside but weak inside. If you summon a few big guys to beat him up, he definitely won't be able to hold out. I'm rooting for you, don't let me down. "In the distance, Mo Nian stood above the void, actually cheering for Zhao Ritian.
However, the encouraging tone seemed somewhat ill-intentioned. Anyone with eyes could see that this guy was waiting to take advantage. He had just stolen several pieces of divine iron and immortal gold from Zhao Ritian, and everyone saw it clearly.
Except for Mo Nian, the others gained nothing, each one envious. With Mo Nian's shout, many people secretly prepared themselves, determined to fish in troubled waters as much as possible.
Because Zhao Ritian's puppets are priceless; if you secretly get a piece, it's worth a fortune.
"Don't hesitate. Listen to advice to eat your fill. Look at how badly you've been beaten now. Not much better than a dog.
Hurry up and fight back and beat him up, can you do it now? And what about 'Ritian Gongzi'? Do you live up to your name? Hurry up and unleash your puppet—summon your puppet. Mo Nian saw Zhao Ritian being beaten by Long Chen and unable to fight back, roaring repeatedly and shouting loudly.
At this moment, Long Chen's punch was powerful enough to break mountains. Even Zhao Ritian, with his precious body, couldn't withstand it. Each blow deformed his body, and his tough body looked like dough before Long Chen's fist.
Zhao Ritian was both shocked and furious. Long Chen's power seemed inexhaustible, and after fighting for so long, there was no sign of decline; in fact, his strength was growing stronger.
While he was feeling irritable and irritable, Mo Nian was still fanning the flames nearby, making Zhao Ritian furious.
"Shut up! I, Young Master Ritian, don't need you to spout nonsense nearby. I'll come after I kill Long Chen and deal with you." Zhao Ritian roared in anger, distracted, and ended up being kicked in the chest by Long Chen, leaving a large crater in his chest and sending him flying backward.
"Tch?" Still the Heavenly Young Master? The name is quite arrogant. Mo
Nian said with disdain, "Who wouldn't be able to do it on Ritian?" As long as you're a man, just take off your pants and lie on the ground, and you can do it every day.
What, just having a name makes you so great? Just for giving you that name, I'm worried you won't survive this winter. Seeing
Mo Nian speak so bluntly, Nangong Zuiyue and Beitang Rushuang's pretty faces flushed slightly. Mo Nian was truly rude.
Feng Fei's face was also icy as she looked at MoHer eyes were filled with murderous intent. This was the first time in her life someone had dared to curse in front of her.
"Little girl, what are you looking at? If you want to have my pure and pure body, don't even think about it. I'm already taken." Mo Nian saw Feng Fei glaring at him, looking like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
"Mo Nian, you'd better restrain yourself and don't force me to kill you." Feng Fei said coldly.
"Am I forcing you?" Haha, haha, hahaha, this is the biggest joke. In this world, who would dare to force your divine race?
It's always been you gods forcing others, okay? You gods are shielding the culprit who ambushed my Mo family. I haven't even settled this score with you yet, and now you're asking me to tone it down a bit? Hahaha, you gods are really something. Mo Nian sneered.
Although the last time the Mohist family was ambushed, the target was Long Chen, it was indeed a form of contempt and insult toward the Mohists.
If it were targeting the Mo family, Mo Nian might not have been so furious. Their sneak attack was actually to lure Long Chen out.
The Mohists being treated as insignificant pawns was a humiliating disgrace to Mo Nian.
Although Mo Nian never brought up the matter afterwards, that didn't mean he had forgotten about it. Mo Nian was a man who held grudges and planned to find a good opportunity to settle the score together.
He hadn't even mentioned it yet, but Feng Fei's disgusted attitude toward him had completely infuriated Mo Nian, who immediately confronted her.
"This has nothing to do with me. You'd better not act recklessly in front of me." Feng Fei said coldly.
"None of your business? No wonder he's from the Divine Clan—his tone is so domineering—just say it's fine.
Back then, someone ambushed our Mo family, and my brother chased the culprit all the way to the gate of the Dilong family. Who made things difficult for me?
My brother doesn't like fighting women, but you keep pushing him, acting like you're the king of heaven and everyone has to respect you, right?
Let me tell you, your Uncle Mo won't buy into that. In front of me, there's no mention of men or women; before me, there are only the living or the dead. If you refuse to accept this, then fight and see if I, Mo Nian, will show you mercy like Long Chen did." Mo Nian looked coldly at Feng Fei, the sky behind him trembling, his standing spirit rising, startling the others. Mo Nian actually wanted to challenge Feng Fei?
Long Chen, fiercely fighting in the distance, sighed inwardly. Mo Nian was Mo Nian, his words flawless. The soul duel between him and Feng Fei had ended in a draw, but in his words, it was mercy.
Feng Fei was so angry her brows arched. She had already understood—Mo Nian was trying to save Long Chen a fight. Last time, Long Chen attacked the headquarters of the Ancient Family Alliance, and the soul battle between her and Long Chen was triggered by this incident.
Now that Mo Nian said Long Chen was yielding to her, Feng Fei immediately became furious. She was a peerless prodigy—when did she ever need anyone else to yield?
"Since you want to stand up for Long Chen, then come and fight." Feng Fei's eyes flashed with murderous intent, clearly harboring murderous intent toward Mo Nian.
Mo Nian smiled faintly and was about to speak when suddenly the void trembled, and another person arrived from the passage.
"Mo Nian, you think you are worthy to challenge Lady Fengfei? I, Di Feng, will meet you. As
soon as that person appeared, the powerful figures present were shocked. It turned out to be Di Feng from the Ancient Family Alliance, and he had come as well.