Chapter 4818
“Thousand Butterfly Storm!”
The Tang Sect’s Great Elder growled, his hands suddenly sweeping forward. In an instant, thousands of butterfly-shaped daggers whirled into a massive storm, forming an impenetrable barrier around him.
Within the swirling tempest, the daggers spun like lightning, emitting a sharp buzzing sound—like countless butterflies fluttering wildly in the wind.
Kai’s Holy Light Fist slammed into the Thousand Butterfly Storm, triggering a deafening explosion.
Golden energy clashed violently with the silver storm, intertwining into a dazzling display of light. The sheer force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, forcing those in the tavern to cover their ears. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
“This… this punch is unbelievably strong!” The red-haired old man gaped at the sky, utterly shocked by the battle unfolding before him.
Ming Shao’s lips curled into a smirk, excitement flickering in his eyes. “As expected, Kai isn’t just some ordinary kid. He doesn’t even need a sword. That punch alone is enough to shake a fourth-grade Immortal Realm cultivator!”
Up in the air, the shadow of Kai’s fist was gradually consumed by the storm, but the Tang Sect’s Great Elder didn’t relax.
He could feel it—the energy within Kai’s attack hadn’t fully dissipated. Instead, it was condensing within the storm, pressing against his defenses, threatening to break through at any moment.
“Finger of the Immortal!”
Kai’s voice rang out as his figure blurred, vanishing in a flash.
Before the elder could react, Kai reappeared at his flank, golden light dancing at his fingertips. With a swift motion, he struck out, sending a beam of radiant energy hurtling toward his opponent.
The Tang Sect’s Great Elder’s pupils constricted in horror. “Finger of the Immortal?!”
He hadn’t expected Kai to wield such a profound celestial technique. The sheer power radiating from this attack surpassed even the devastating force of the Holy Light Fist.
As the Finger of the Immortal cut through the void, the very fabric of reality seemed to slow.
Time itself… was stopping.
“The Origin of Time?!”
Ming Shao, who had been casually watching from the tavern, suddenly stood up, his smirk vanishing. His gaze locked onto Kai, now filled with newfound seriousness.
A third-grade Mahayana Realm cultivator… comprehending the Origin of Time?
Even wielding the ability to manipulate time itself?
This was beyond anything he had anticipated.
For the first time, Ming Shao’s expression turned grim.
“Who is this kid? Just how terrifying is he? Is there a force from the heavens backing him? Otherwise, how could he possess so many divine abilities?”
The red-haired old man was equally stunned, his face filled with shock.
The others stood frozen in place, their expressions filled with disbelief.
“When did this guy master so many techniques?”
Lin Kefan swallowed hard, his face still reflecting the sheer astonishment he felt.
Meanwhile, the Tenth Palace Master, hidden within the crowd, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Had he not chosen to follow Kai, with his current strength, he would have already perished under Kai’s sword.
In the farthest corner of the crowd, Ning Zhi and Su Yuqi had been silently observing the battle.
From the moment Kai slew the Lingmen Sect’s leader to his current clash with the Tang Sect’s Great Elder, he had displayed an overwhelming mastery of combat—unleashing both Holy Light Fist and Finger of the Immortal. This realization created a deep sense of disparity within Ning Zhi’s heart.
“Junior Brother, this man will not be easy to kill,” Su Yuqi said slowly.
“Senior Sister, perhaps others might struggle, but I believe you can kill him. I have no doubt about it.”
Ning Zhi’s expression was filled with unwavering confidence.
Because at this moment, he alone knew the truth—when Su Yuqi revealed her face, Kai would be utterly stunned. He would never be able to strike her down.
And when that happened, he would be nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Meanwhile, the Tang Sect’s Great Elder was still reeling from shock. He dared not let his guard down. Clasping his hands together, the Thousand Butterfly Storm instantly contracted, condensing into a brilliant silver shield before him.
However, to Kai, every movement of the Great Elder had slowed to a crawl.
Before the shield could fully form, the golden energy of Finger of the Immortal had already pierced through the air, striking its target with unrelenting force.
“Puff!”
The Tang Sect’s Great Elder coughed up a mouthful of blood as the attack struck him directly. His body was sent hurtling backward, crashing into the ground with immense force, carving a deep pit upon impact.