CHAPTER 1073: CHAPTER 1063: NOBLE MAN

The gigantic hand that descended from the unknown entity covered the sky, almost blotting out the heavens.

With his feet planted on the ground, Chen Hai’s punched forward, and his fist shadow also expanded to a terrifying extent, nearly encompassing the entire bone-strewn earth.

At this moment, everything between heaven and earth lost its color.

This punch and this palm had almost engulfed the entire world.

"Among the Quasi-Saints, I consider myself quite strong, yet now, just the shockwaves from Black Water Taoist Friend battling that person seem unbearable for me!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly. We are not qualified to intervene in such a high-level battle!"

"I’m sure, Black Water Ancestor has definitely not proven the Primordial Chaos, yet even as a Quasi-Saint, his power is terrifyingly overwhelming!"

"The unknown entity he is fighting seems to have achieved Primordial Chaos, but upon careful sensing, there seems to be something different. It emerged from the depths of the fissure riding a Nine Dragon Chariot. Is he truly the person from the legends?"

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The unknown entity’s finger pointing at White Head Demon Venerate had now completely halted; his attention was wholly focused on Chen Hai, who dared to punch at him.

After all, the White Head Demon Venerate turning away at the sight of him was at most a sign of disrespect, which made him displeased.

But now, Chen Hai’s act of defying him and hurling a punch was pure provocation.

The unknown entity could have let White Head Demon Venerate’s actions slide.

But an attack directed at him by Chen Hai was something he could not tolerate.

His palm had yet to truly descend, yet the diverse rules existing within the whole area had already plunged into chaos.

As Quasi-Saints, the greatest distinction figures like Lu Yingtian and Ancestor Kugu have from ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals is their ability to manipulate rules to combat.

Now, in this region which had turned into utter chaos, their ability to manipulate rules seemed utterly stripped away.

Without the capability to use rules, aside from a slightly resilient body, they were no different from those Daluo Golden Immortals.

The punch and the palm were yet to truly collide.

Within the entire region, storms, fiery heat, scorching cold, wild thunder, lightning...

Transformed into a hellish purgatory, countless rule-based attacks intertwined and began manifesting ceaselessly.

Lu Yingtian and Ancestor Kugu, stripped of their power to manipulate rules, yet the unknown entity was not at all.

No matter how chaotic this region became, all the rules under heaven seemed to remain under his full control.

Whether it was the raging fires or the wild thunder and lightnings, as soon as they appeared, they swept towards Chen Hai’s punch.

Facing such an attack, if it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint, they would have long been down on their knees!

But Chen Hai is different. The Six Desires Hongmeng Heavenly Skill he created never relied on manipulating rules for his use but rather transformed himself into a furnace, refining all rules into himself.

The unknown entity could strip other Quasi-Saints of their ability to manipulate rules, but for Chen Hai, who draws all power to himself, the impact was extremely limited.

The storming fires and wild thunder, upon contacting his punching shadow, promptly extinguished and vanished into nothingness.

His fist continued straight in, charging directly towards the giant hand descending from the sky.

Though separated by a distance, Lu Yingtian, Ancestor Kugu, and the others within the battle zone were utterly shocked and in disarray.

The descending giant hand, though primarily targeting Chen Hai, still scattered some attacks to the surroundings.

Without the ability to harness rules, the multitude of Quasi-Saints who could only rely on themselves had their strength slashed by more than half.

Lu Yingtian, considered elite among them, was unexpectedly struck by lightning due to a moment of carelessness.

His whole being scorched black, though his body still stood straight, it was evident to all that he was severely injured, with blue smoke still emitting from his body.

If that was his state, the condition of others needed no further explanation.

Amidst low roars, everyone was visibly panicking, retreating rapidly one by one.

Fortunately, the path of retreat set by the previously escaping Seven Killings Demon Lord and others guided them correctly.

As for Chen Hai, who was engaged with the unknown, he could only fend for himself. Even if Lu Yingtian and Ancestor Kugu wanted to help, it wasn’t feasible.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..." At the heart of the confrontation, Chen Hai’s fist finally collided with the sky’s giant hand.

In an instant, violent winds arose, and fierce energy surged.

The bone-made ground beneath their feet powdered into dust.

With the energy gusting in all directions, the bone powder swept across the surrounding hundreds of miles, swiftly engulfing the area in white.

"So strong!"

"The owner of that giant hand almost rivals Emperor Pan Ancestor!"

"Is this the power of the Primordial Chaos Daluo? No, that being resembling a mummy, calling it a Saint might still make sense, but saying it’s Primordial Chaos Daluo seems impossible!"

That giant hand in the sky was no longer visible.

On receiving the hand head-on, Chen Hai was pushed back a dozen miles as if plowed over, only then regaining his footing.

His gaze pierced through the thick layer of bone powder, falling on the chariot in the canyon’s depths, drawn out of the shadows by nine dry corpse dragons.

When the giant hand first appeared, the chariot barely showing itself was obscured by endless darkness, its details indistinct and barely visible.

Yet now, with some time having passed, the nature of the chariot drawn by nine dry corpse dragons was more apparent.

Without the infinite darkness of the canyon’s depths, some skeletal powder could not block Chen Hai’s gaze.

In his sight, a man dressed in a Nine Chapters Crown Robe, with a Twelve-Row Bead Crown on his head, nobly attired, but with a face equally dry and devoid of flesh, stood with hands behind his back on that chariot.

As Chen Hai gazed at him, the man’s eyes, too, penetrated the pervasive bone powder, landing on Chen Hai.

"To block my hand, you do have some skills."

"Across the six directions and eight wildernesses, I alone stand supreme."

"Supreme Dragon Fist, meet your end!"

With a cold snort, the mummy-like man raised his arm, launching another punch aimed distantly at Chen Hai.