Chapter 657
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At this moment, the members of the Shang Clan also felt the terrifying pressure descending from above.
Shang Muchen had broken through in the midst of battle!
To the Wanfa realm!
It was simply inconceivable.
But Shang Muchen had done it, the clan leader had achieved it, and the Shang Clan was saved!
“Charge!” Shang Qingquan roared, “Once the clan leader slays Yuan Pengwang, the Dark Soul Hall and the Ye Clan will be doomed, charge!!!”
Figures surged out of the Shang Mansion, following Shang Qingquan’s lead.
Ye Wushuang looked up, her brows furrowed in concern.
No one had expected that Shang Muchen would break through to the Wanfa realm at this critical moment!
Could Yuan Pengwang hold his ground?
Ye Wushuang did not know.
At this moment, seated in her chair, Ye Wushuang clenched her fists.
Beside her, Tian Chengwen was extremely worried.
While Old Crane, on the other hand, looked at Ye Wushuang with an even more sorrowful expression.
He knew that the young master still had one more trick up his sleeve, one that had not yet been used.
And the last time the young master had used that terrifying and incredible technique, he had fallen into a deep coma for a long time, and… he had grown several white hairs.
Clearly, using that technique had caused great harm to the young master.
Old Crane comforted her, saying, “Young master, don’t worry, Lord Yuan will definitely be fine!”
Hearing this, Tian Chengwen was taken aback.
“Master!” Tian Chengwen urgently said, “You must not fight again!”
Ye Wushuang looked up at the sky and slowly said, “If Yuan Pengwang can’t hold on, I will have to step in!”
Upon hearing this, both Tian Chengwen and Old Crane’s faces turned extremely pale.
Today’s battle had far too many unexpected developments.
A hundred zhang above the ground.
Within Shang Muchen’s body, the Tengang energy instantly transformed into Wanfa power.
The terrifying fluctuation of this power exerted immense pressure on Yuan Pengwang, who was a hundred zhang away.
“Thank you!” Shang Muchen and Yuan Pengwang were both at the peak of the Tengang ninth level.
However, Yuan Pengwang, having fallen from the Wanfa realm, could not compare with Shang Muchen in terms of combat experience and skills.
Previously, in their exchanges, Shang Muchen had been on the defensive, his clothes torn in many places, his body covered in terrifying wounds, and several of his bones broken.
He had been on the verge of defeat!
But now, he had broken through!
Shang Muchen clenched his fists and couldn’t help but laugh, “I owe all of this to you!”
Yuan Pengwang clenched his fists and snorted in disdain.
“The power of Wanfa, how formidable it is, you should be well aware!”
Shang Muchen sneered, grasped his hand, and gathered the endless moonlight energy from the full moon behind him.
The Shang Clan’s bloodline—the Moon Spirit Bloodline—enabled a warrior to draw upon the power of the moon, multiplying their combat strength several times over.
Previously, even with the power of his bloodline, Shang Muchen could not defeat Yuan Pengwang, but now… things were different!
With a powerful punch, Shang Muchen unleashed his attack.
He knew Yuan Pengwang was strong, but he was different now.
Seeing Shang Muchen’s fierce punch coming straight at him, Yuan Pengwang’s energy sank, and he swung his fists directly.
Instantly, the terrifying Tengang energy was nearly compressed to its limit, shattering the surrounding torrential rain and surging outward.
Boom…
The fists collided.
But then, Yuan Pengwang’s attack was immediately suppressed by Shang Muchen’s, and the terrifying force of the punch struck Yuan Pengwang’s body.
Spit!!
The sound of bones cracking rang out as Yuan Pengwang spat out blood uncontrollably, his face turning pale instantly.
The Wanfa power was fundamentally several times stronger than Tengang energy; the absolute suppression of the realm meant that even with Yuan Pengwang’s formidable combat skills, it was of no avail.
“Old Yuan!”
Tian Chengwen’s expression changed.
He wanted to go and help Yuan Pengwang, but he knew that he himself could not withstand even a single blow from Shang Muchen!
Ye Wushuang’s hands, resting on the sides of her chair, suddenly clenched tightly.
“Young master!”
Old Crane noticed the change and quickly spoke up.
In his heart, no one was more important than Ye Wushuang.
If Ye Wushuang really had to use the secret technique she had used in Liuyue City, he would rather go and block Shang Muchen himself, even if it meant death!
Old Crane urgently said, “Young master, wait a little longer. Lord Yuan definitely wouldn’t want you to take such a risk!”
Ye Wushuang took a slight breath, said nothing, but took out several spiritual pills from her bosom.
Carefully examining the pills in her hand, Ye Wushuang swallowed them one by one, then closed her eyes to meditate in silence.
Old Crane understood that Ye Wushuang was making her final preparations.
She could not let Yuan Pengwang die!
But… if the young master used that technique again, would she be so fortunate as to wake up this time?
