CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 30: SOCIETY’S SISTER YAN, FEW WORDS BUT FIERCE (UPDATES 1 AND 2)_3

"Sister Yan, should I go help them now?" Li Fuyan Luo looked toward Angel Yan. By now, she had reached Peak Human Immortal, achieving Fist Substance. If they were to coordinate with those inside, breaking out of the prison would be quite easy.

"No rush!" Angel Yan shook her head, her gaze fixed ahead.

"Impressive, impressive! I had no idea there was someone as strong as you in this world!"

Accompanied by a hearty voice, 480,000,000 tiny glyphs suddenly burst forth from the nearby void, condensing into a figure before Angel Yan. This was the Physics Realm, the state of being Changeable! His body could decompose into 480,000,000 tiny glyphs capable of forming anything. These transformations were not illusory but truly substantial. This was a transformation between matter and matter. Even a Creator would not be able to distinguish the real from the false!

Void One! Li Fuyan Luo gazed at the suddenly appearing figure. Her mind immediately recalled a powerful existence that instilled both awe and fear in her: The son of Xu Yi, leader of the Central World, Prince Qu Xu Wuyi.

Angel Yan’s golden eyes also surveyed Void One with interest. His appearance was identical to that of Champion Marquis Yang An, whom she had previously killed. However, the aura emanating from Void One was completely different from Champion Marquis Yang An’s. Champion Marquis Yang An had been arrogant and domineering, seizing and possessing everything! He was a replica created by the Immortal God King based on Void One’s appearance—and a failed replica at that, not worth mentioning.

Void One, on the other hand, exuded an aura of unwavering determination. It was the kind of perseverance that could penetrate all facades to reach the essence within and without, almost akin to Buddhism’s core tenet of ’emptiness of form.’ Parents, relatives, love, righteousness, enemies, evil—whether beautiful or ugly—were all superfluous to him. In his heart, there was only the Martial Path.

Angel Yan recalled the information she had on Void One. This man could be called the Child of the Central World, blessed with immense luck and exceptional talent—a devoted and pure seeker of the Path. In his eyes, there is only the Path! Nothing else can sway him from its pursuit!

There were many legends about him. Among them, the most famous was that Void One, in his pursuit of the Martial Path, had not hesitated to offer up the person he loved most to the Immortal God King to learn the Immortal God Fist. His path was this: should ancestors obstruct, slay ancestors; should gods obstruct, slay gods; should parents obstruct, slay parents; should kin obstruct, slay kin. With an unwavering Dao heart, he would carve out a true self, a self that is free and unrestrained!

Such a person, pursuing the Martial Path to its extreme, casting aside all emotions and desires, was terrifying. Yet, in the face of absolute power, he was still utterly useless!

"Who are you?" As Angel Yan assessed Void One, he too was assessing her. With a single word, she had broken the Deathly Silent Star Formation. With a single palm, she had suppressed twelve Desolate Gods. Such strength... This excited him. That’s right—excitement. He did not fear strong enemies; he only feared not finding an opponent, not finding a way to become stronger.

"Angel Yan, in the service of the Lord of Hongmeng!" Angel Yan looked at Void One. For someone so utterly pure in his pursuit of the Martial Path, she couldn’t say she liked or disliked him, but she felt a hint of admiration. However, such people could also be considered madmen. For they would stop at nothing for the sake of the Martial Path. Even if someone killed his parents or violated his wife and daughters in front of him, he would not waver in the slightest.

A gleam flashed in Void One’s eyes. An angel in the service of the Lord of Hongmeng? Does that not mean the Lord of Hongmeng is stronger than Angel Yan?

"Who is the Lord of Hongmeng?" Void One asked.

Li Fuyan Luo also perked up her ears, filled with curiosity. This was the first time she had heard the name Lord of Hongmeng.

"The Lord of Hongmeng is the Immortal True God who transcends all heavens, supreme and unrivaled. Anyone who believes in My Lord can receive divine grace," Angel Yan stated indifferently.

"Is the Lord of Hongmeng a Sun God?" Void One asked directly, not paying much attention to Angel Yan’s words.

"No," Angel Yan replied.

Is that all? Void One’s eyes filled with disappointment. Not even a Sun God? He’s probably just at the ninth Heavenly Tribulation or in the same Changeable State as me.

"Sun Gods are like ants to me, let alone My Lord!" Angel Yan, naturally noticing the change in Void One, stated indifferently.

Arrogant! Void One felt his intelligence had been insulted. Or perhaps this woman before me is an arrogant, ignorant lunatic. Sun Gods like ants? Who gave her such confidence? Even a Sun God wouldn’t dare claim another Sun God was an ant. Besides, I don’t believe Angel Yan is a Sun God.

"Take this!" Void One wasted no more words. He thrust forward, tucking his elbow for a crushing strike.

Instantly, the sky filled with his shadows. It was unclear which were real and which were fake. As soon as Void One moved, Angel Yan felt a powerful elbow force surging from within her own heart, threatening to blast her body to pieces. During Void One’s attack, the elbow force astonishingly emerged from within Angel Yan’s heart.

Ephemeral Strike! Angel Yan recognized the attack and knew its subtleties. This elbow strike comes with relentless energy that travels through the void to erupt inside the enemy—immeasurably powerful. An expert who has undergone six Heavenly Tribulations would be directly killed by this strike from Void One, their spirit shattered and soul dissipated. Even a Creator would suffer serious injuries.

However, Angel Yan showed no sign of resistance. Her body of a Divine King would remain unharmed even if she stood still and let Void One attack. The two were simply not on the same plane of existence.

"Not bad!" Angel Yan commented.

How is this possible? Void One was aghast. My attack had no effect whatsoever, as if a clay ox had entered the sea! If Angel Yan had casually blocked it, I wouldn’t be so surprised. But I can feel that she didn’t defend at all. She bore my strike directly, yet she wasn’t injured in the slightest! Could this person be a Sun God or a Cracking the Void powerhouse?

He was not the least bit scared. Instead, his fighting spirit surged; his Vast Fist Intent and terrifying vital energy soared into the sky, submerging countless stars.

At the same time, a crane’s cry echoed loudly as pine-like waves surged. Void One’s momentum erupted, and he charged forward.

"I’ve trained my form to resemble that of a crane;

Beneath a thousand pines stand two cases of scriptures.

I come to ask of the Path, no more words are needed;

Clouds in the Blue Heaven, water in the flask!"

"Longevity Crane!"

Amidst the long cry, Void One’s form changed. He became like a crane, yet not a crane; like a pine, yet not a pine. His body danced gracefully, a hundred branches swaying! Angel Yan clearly saw a world of undulating pine forests where immortal cranes danced freely—a truly wondrous realm! This was no illusion, nor a spiritual projection, but Void One’s very flesh and blood morphing into a world of pine and crane.

Changeable: not an illusion, but the true self.

"This Martial Path of the Human Immortal is indeed extraordinary. But it’s a pity the gap between you and me is too large. No matter how exquisite the Martial Path, it is of no use against absolute power!" Angel Yan shook her head, extended her jade-like hand, and casually grasped forward.

The world of pine and crane vanished. Angel Yan opened her palm, and a tiny figure stood upon it. It was Void One, his face a mask of dumbfounded disbelief.

"Are you a Sun God or Cracking the Void?" Void One asked.

"I am not," replied Angel Yan.

"Impossible!" Void One didn’t believe it. His Martial Path had already reached the Changeable State, and he was only a step away from Cracking the Void. Other than a Sun God or a powerhouse capable of Cracking the Void, he refused to believe anyone else could suppress him so easily.

Could it be... Suddenly, Void One recalled Angel Yan’s earlier words—’Sun Gods are like ants to me’—and an absurd thought arose in his mind. He exclaimed in shock, "Could it be... have you already transcended the Sun God realm or Cracking the Void?"

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