CHAPTER 541: CHAPTER 541: AT A LOSS

Is this still an early-stage distracted Half-step robbery battle?

Shouldn’t Yang Tian have died without resistance?

Why was Lu Shen now slapped away like this?

Is this a dream?

As for Lin Jingyun and the other two disciples of the Chenjian Sect, they stood bewildered, staring in the direction where Old Lushen had fallen uncontrollably.

Murong Yan finally removed her hands from covering her eyes and instead covered her mouth directly. She couldn’t believe this was real!

She thought Yang Tian should have long since met his death and was too scared to look at him again. So she couldn’t even imagine that Old Lushen would be slapped by Yang Tian.

Even more so, she also knew that Yang Tian wasn’t anyone from the repaired Real World, but someone from the lower social stratum—Chen Xue’s brother, Yang Tian.

Crash!

When everyone was still in a daze, a red shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. It was actually Old Lushen, dragged back to the ground by Yang Tian.

But now, he no longer held his former glory. His hair was disheveled, his face pale, and he stared at Yang Tian with fear.

That palm just now made him feel the sheer tenacity of Yang Tian. That touch on the palm—the power emanating from it surpassed all divine weapons he had ever encountered!

This was the power of the Devil’s Golden Body!

Although Yang Tian had not yet summoned the energy of his protective bracelet to unleash his Original Force, the strength of the Devil’s body was undeniable.

Not only defensively, but also in physical attacks!

If the Devil’s Golden Body were added to Yang Tian’s Original Force, then Lu Chen wouldn’t have been simply disoriented at this moment but outright killed!

Even so, it was more than enough to completely shock Lu Shen.

"He... is he truly in the early stages of being distracted? How could he possess such incredible physical strength? Has his specialty always been physical refinement? But... what kind of training could make an early distracted Fire Lizard Ant this powerful?"

Various thoughts churned in Old Lushen’s mind.

But Yang Tian was always the impossible that became inevitable. Once victorious, there would always be casualties!

Here on Earth, in the realm where the truth is forged, this was a hard fact.

Even more importantly, Old Lushen was someone from Shenjian Sect.

For Yang Tian, saving Chen Xue would eventually mean confronting the Shenjian Sect sooner or later. Hence, as Yang Tian stepped forward step by step, Divine Qi emanated inch by inch!

In an instant, Yang Tian’s figure moved as if teleported. The distance of several dozen meters between him and Lu Shen was closed in a heartbeat.

"He’s back..."

Old Lushen hadn’t figured out why Yang Tian’s body was so overwhelmingly powerful, but upon seeing Yang Tian had already arrived, he couldn’t spare time for additional thoughts. He immediately erupted into action—an explosive, ferocious flame burst forth once again.

Roar!

With the emergence of flames, Yang Tian and Old Lushen’s figures clashed violently in mid-air.

However, this time, the elders of Shenjian Sect no longer underestimated Yang Tian. They reinforced their defenses and blocked all of Yang Tian’s attacks with no gaps, even managing to gain the upper hand with a strong, true display of force.

Seeing such a scene, the crowd finally exhaled in relief:

"It seems this is the real fight now!"

"Indeed, Lu Shangxian previously underestimated his opponent, never expecting this boy to be so physically strong. That cost him, but now it won’t happen again!"

"Honestly, that slap from earlier really startled me, but after all, he’s just in the early distraction phase. Now that Shangxian is taking him seriously, there’s no way the result will change!"

To them, this was a battle that fit their understanding of reality!

It was impossible for an early distractive-phase practitioner like Yang Tian to actually hold his ground against Lu Chen, let alone halfway into a robbery phase!

Boom!

While the spectators discussed, yet another explosion erupted.

Sparks burst in the sky where the two fought, and the figures of Yang Tian and Lu Chen quickly separated. Lu Chen moved back a single step.

Meanwhile, Yang Tian stumbled back more than a dozen steps before he could barely halt himself. The difference in strength was crystal clear!

Looking at Yang Tian retreating, Lu Chen’s expression grew serious. He ultimately let out a cold smile, saying: "Boy, I don’t know what sort of physical refinement regime you practiced to make your body so strong and durable, enough to contend with me for this long. But combat between practitioners isn’t just brute physical clashes like some muscle-headed fool—it’s about genuine energy. If faced with dual pulses, let alone hundreds, would you still be standing?"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Under Yang Tian’s oppressive aura, the elders from various sects fell to their knees like dominos!

One after another, their legs gave out, kneeling in neat rows, their eyes filled with shock and terror!

It wasn’t something they could resist; Yang Tian’s aura was simply too overwhelming!

This aura—many of them, despite practicing for decades, had only sensed such power a few rare times!

It was the pinnacle of the Cultivation World—the aura of the robbery phase!

It was an existence akin to the Heavenly Pillar!

Who could have foreseen this?

Who would have anticipated it?

A mere disciple of the so-called third-rate Rashamon Sect, a "small ant" in their eyes...

At this moment, he had reshaped his being and become a raging beast of flood and wilderness, a dragon of the Heavenly Pillar!

An ambitious, fearless force rising amidst crisis!

It all felt like a dream!

As for the Divine Sword disciples, including Lin Jingyun, they all stood motionless as if struck by lightning.

Especially Lin Jingyun!

Under Yang Tian’s thunderous aura, all the resentment, curses, and animosity he held dissolved into nothingness.

Compared to Yang Tian, Lin Jingyun was less than nothing!

And so, in the face of Yang Tian’s suffocating presence, he was terrified to death.

"How... how is he this powerful? Is he really... a robbery-phase powerhouse?"

Murong Yan also stared blankly at Yang Tian in the sky, her eyes filled with awe and disbelief.

Ever since she had known Yang Tian, she’d thought him fated to perish in battle, time and time again.

But Yang Tian repeatedly shocked her with immense power, crushing his enemies time after time, standing tall and unyielding before her!

At this moment, Murong Yan finally understood what it meant to be strong! Who in the world truly held supreme power?

"No... impossible! How could this be? How could this happen?"

Just as the crowd was shaken to their core by Yang Tian, suddenly, a furious roar erupted.

Old Lushen had gone completely mad. He couldn’t accept this, nor was he willing to believe it!

Yet, the suffocating aura emanating from Yang Tian left him trembling, forcing his heart to quake with terror that he dared not admit!

This internal conflict ultimately manifested as a frustrated, disbelieving roar.

"Impossible! Yo—you’re merely an ant, an insect! How could you... how could someone like you survive in a robbery battle?!" Old Lushen growled in unwillingness.

"An ant?"

Instead of responding in the heat of shock, Yang Tian—whose strength surged by breaking away the effects of the protective bracelet—cast a detached gaze toward Old Lushen.

At that very instant, when Yang Tian’s stare landed on the elder, it was as though Old Lushen had been crushed under the weight of a mountain. Blood spurted from his mouth, his knees buckled instantly, and he dropped straight from the heavens, kneeling on the ground in defeat.

Boom!