Only My Way

In terms of hardness alone.

Ling Wuyuan's fist was, quite obviously, far less hard than Yi Yunhe's body.

The difference in their levels was always there, a factor that couldn't be ignored.

Moreover.

Yi Yunhe also had a layer of armor formed from the phantoms of ghosts.

The existence of this armor directly provided Yi Yunhe with another layer of extremely special defensive power.

A defensive power evolved from a materialized spirit body!

Even a [Divine Power Realm cultivator] would find it no easy task to break through it head-on!

So.

Normally speaking.

Ling Wuyuan's attempt to strike Yi Yunhe with his fist was simply asking for trouble.

To call the whole operation 'like hitting a stone with an egg' wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Even if Ling Wuyuan's physical strength was far greater than many [Intent Manifestation Realm cultivators], it was still the case.

To put it simply, his opponent, Yi Yunhe, was not a [Intent Manifestation Realm cultivator], but a genuine [Divine Power Realm cultivator], and even a very, very strong one at that!

However.

The situation that unfolded before them did not follow the normal course of events.

Although, logically speaking, the defensive power Yi Yunhe possessed was not something Ling Wuyuan's fist could break through.

But in that brief moment.

Yi Yunhe felt as if he had already heard the call of death!

There was no need to carefully judge the rationality or reality of the matter.

The instant Ling Wuyuan successfully threw his punch.

Yi Yunhe immediately understood that he could not be hit directly by this punch no matter what…

That was the intuition of a cultivator!

But, no matter what he thought in his heart.

His body had ultimately succeeded in reaching Ling Wuyuan's side.

Reality.

Would not deviate due to his thoughts.

And this was precisely the attack range most suitable for Ling Wuyuan!

Perfect angle.

Perfect exertion of power.

Perfect distance.

Perfect technique.

Perfect timing…

When all of the above conditions were met.

The outcome of the matter directly became a completely predetermined event!

Without giving Yi Yunhe any room to dodge.

At the moment when the long sword in his hand had not yet completed its return to defense.

Ling Wuyuan only took one step.

His body had already arrived less than half a meter away from Yi Yunhe.

At the same time.

His fist also crossed all distance and gaps, successfully arriving directly in front of Yi Yunhe's chest!

In that extremely short moment.

Although Yi Yunhe was already doing his best to mobilize his own power, trying to defend as much as possible.

But facing that punch.

That layer of armor formed from the phantoms of ghosts.

Was still shattered on the spot by Ling Wuyuan at an incredible speed!

Clearly, the power Yi Yunhe used was far greater than Ling Wuyuan's in terms of both quantity and quality.

Clearly, he had tried his best to mobilize the divine powers he possessed, without the slightest bit of underestimation of the opponent in front of him.

But… at the moment when the fist and the armor came into contact with each other.

When the will contained in the fist and the will contained in the armor began to collide at zero distance.

Yi Yunhe immediately felt a certain pure will through Ling Wuyuan's fist.

Although the other party was still weak.

The purity it displayed had already reached a level that he could not reach, so strong that it was unbelievable!

Not shedding tears until seeing the coffin?

Wrong!

It was a stubborn will that would not shed tears even after seeing the coffin, and would never regret dying.

Almost indestructible…

Not just in terms of words.

But a collision of hearts and minds!

There was no way to fake it.

In a daze.

At the moment of sensing that will.

Yi Yunhe even felt that the young man in front of him was actually a living saint who had already seen through life and death.

After all.

That kind of indifference to death was truly undeniable.

That kind of perfection that would not be damaged after experiencing countless tribulations was simply a dazzling and supreme radiance…

Then.

Just like poking through a layer of paper windows.

Yi Yunhe's layer of armor formed from the phantoms of ghosts immediately shattered.

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It hardly showed any actual resistance…

It was as if the armor just now was some extremely false thing, like an illusion in a mirror or the moon in the water, shattering with a single touch…

But was that kind of thing really something false??

Obviously.

That was impossible.

After all, Yi Yunhe couldn't joke with his own life.

The main reason why the other party had the performance just now?

The answer was simple.

In that duel belonging to heart and heart.

Yi Yunhe had already lost.

Lost extremely cleanly.

Lost undeniably.

Lost extremely miserably…

Clearly, the opponent was still young.

Clearly, the opponent had not yet reached his peak.

Clearly, the opponent had not even developed his body to the adult state and reached the peak of his physical level.

But, it was as if Yi Yunhe was the fragile egg, and Ling Wuyuan was the hard stone.

Feeling that majestic will from Ling Wuyuan…

Yi Yunhe sincerely had a kind of illusion.

It was as if he was looking up at some invisible giant!!

That kind of spiritual will.

Was truly extremely dazzling…

When the instinctive reaction of feeling ashamed of oneself slowly rose in his heart.

As a spirit body without a physical form.

As a combination of heart and will.

That layer of armor transformed from the phantoms of ghosts, directly seemed to trigger some kind of chain reaction.

Naturally, it sprouted many chain reactions.

And lost everything on the spot.

After all, a person's heart cannot deceive itself…

In this regard.

The power of the heart is certainly very powerful, enough to resist almost all negative influences.

But when the will of the user begins to waver.

It is as if a tall building whose foundations have been shaken.

Their fragility directly reaches some unbelievable degree… even to the point of possibly collapsing automatically.

Right now.

For Yi Yunhe, this was the case.

When Ling Wuyuan's fist directly contacted the layer of armor transformed from the phantoms of ghosts.

On the level of heart and heart, Ling Wuyuan's and Yi Yunhe's wills directly completed all collisions in an instant…

Even after hundreds of years of precipitation and tempering.

Yi Yunhe's spiritual power had long been polished to perfection, like an indestructible object!

But facing Ling Wuyuan, whose physical body traveled to this world, first experienced countless cycles of life and death in the turbulent currents of time and space, and then relied on his own will to reshape his physical body countless times, and then experienced multiple spiritual transformations in life and battle, Yi Yunhe was ultimately not good enough…

That was the difference between the light of a pearl and the light of a grain of rice!!

To put it bluntly.

If his spiritual will had been slightly weaker.

Back then, Ling Wuyuan would have died directly in the turbulent flow of space, and there would have been no subsequent story.