Invincible Beyond Heavens: Cultivating With A Broken EXP System

Mu Cangyang’s gaze became extremely sharp.

"Good! Very good!"

He suddenly laughed again, but this time, there was no longer any casualness in his laughter. Instead, his eyes burned with intense fighting spirit. "Li Yun, I underestimated you. For the next punch, I will use seventy percent of my power. If you can take it, I will consider this battle your win."

As soon as his voice fell, Mu Cangyang’s muscles swelled visibly. His blood surged like a roaring river, and dazzling light erupted from both of his fists. The aura around him became terrifyingly overbearing, and even the sky above seemed to rumble faintly under his pressure.

"Fist Shaking the Nine Heavens!"

Mu Cangyang shouted and threw his third punch.

This punch was far more terrifying than the previous two. The fist seal roared forward with enough force to shake the heavens. The pressure alone was enough to suppress ordinary Earthly Core Realm cultivators, and if the punch landed directly, even a Half-Step Heavenly Core Realm expert would not dare to treat it lightly.

The ruined street trembled.

The surrounding air was compressed until it released sharp explosive sounds.

Facing this punch, Li Yun finally smiled faintly.

He still did not draw his sword.

He still did not use any martial skill.

He simply clenched his fist.

At that moment, the millionfold weight contained within his body seemed to gather into his arm. His flesh tightened, his bones released a deep rumbling sound, and an indescribably heavy force flowed into his fist. It was not a technique, nor was it a secret art. It was only the pure power of his physical body.

Then, Li Yun punched out.

A basic straight punch.

Nothing more.

Bang!

The two fists collided for the third time.

In that instant, the entire street seemed to sink.

The ground beneath them exploded downward, forming a huge crater. Fierce shockwaves swept out like a storm, sending broken stones flying in every direction. Mu Cangyang’s terrifying fist force crashed into Li Yun’s body, but it was unable to shake him. The millionfold weight made Li Yun stand there like a pillar supporting heaven and earth.

A muffled groan escaped Mu Cangyang’s throat.

His expression changed completely.

The force from Li Yun’s ordinary punch surged back into his arm like a collapsing mountain. His bones trembled, his blood churned, and his entire body was forced backward. He took one step back, then another, and then another. Only after retreating seven or eight steps did he finally stabilize himself.

Li Yun, however, had not moved from beginning to end.

The contrast was obvious.

Mu Cangyang had used three increasingly powerful fist techniques.

Li Yun had used only three basic punches.

Yet the one who had been forced back was Mu Cangyang.

For a moment, the entire area fell silent.

Mu Cangyang looked at Li Yun with disbelief in his eyes. He had never imagined that someone known as a sword cultivator would possess such a terrifying physical body. What shocked him even more was that Li Yun had not used any fist art at all. He had relied purely on his body, his weight, and the simplest punches.

"What kind of body are you cultivating?" Mu Cangyang muttered.

Li Yun calmly withdrew his fist. "You said three punches. I have taken them."

Mu Cangyang stared at him for a long while before suddenly letting out a bitter laugh.

"I lost."

Although he had not used his full strength, he had personally set the condition. Three punches. If Li Yun could take them, the battle would be considered Li Yun’s win. More importantly, Mu Cangyang understood very clearly that Li Yun had also held back. If Li Yun had used his sword, Sword Intent, or a true fist martial skill, the result might have been even more difficult for him to accept.

"Li Yun, I admit that I was careless. No, I should say that I misjudged you from the very beginning."

Mu Cangyang took a deep breath, then looked at Li Yun with a serious expression. "I thought you were only dangerous because of your Sword Dao, but I did not expect your physical body to be this terrifying. The next time we fight, I definitely will not restrict the battle to three punches, and I will not show any mercy."

After saying this, he cupped his fists.

"Farewell."

Mu Cangyang turned and left with large strides.

Li Yun calmly watched Mu Cangyang’s departing figure. From beginning to end, his breathing had not changed at all.

Those three punches should have been enough to heavily injure most Earthly Core Realm experts, yet they had not even forced him back by half a step.

With a body carrying weight equal to one million times his own mass, ordinary physical force could no longer shake him.

’Now, I need to find a good blacksmith to forge me a proper weapon.’

Li Yun silently mused as he continued venturing through the Lost Ancient City.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

During these three days, almost the entire second floor of the Lost Treasury had been searched clean by the numerous cultivators. No matter how deep or hidden the treasure rooms were, they were uncovered and opened under the carpet-like search of so many people.

At this stage, there were no more benefits to be gained by staying on the second floor. Li Yun also planned to leave this floor and head to the third floor of the Lost Treasury.

A moment later, Li Yun arrived at the entrance leading to the third floor.

Guarding this entrance was unexpectedly a puppet at the 1st level of Heavenly Core Realm.

A 1st level Heavenly Core Realm puppet.

Compared to the puppets guarding the first and second floors, this puppet was significantly larger. It stood a full thirty zhang tall and completely blocked the entrance to the passageway.

Clearly, trying to pass through with clever tricks like before was no longer feasible. If one wanted to enter the third floor of the Lost Treasury, one had to defeat this puppet.

At this moment, dozens of cultivators had already gathered near the puppet. Among them were powerful figures such as Wine Monk, Bloodmoon Spear King, Golden Roc Dharma King, and Mu Cangyang, but none of them dared to make a move.

The reason was simple.

A puppet at the 1st level of Heavenly Core Realm was no small matter. If this were the outside world, it might still be manageable, but within the Lost Ancient City, no one was confident they could handle it easily.

Even if they could deal with it, everyone knew that whoever made the first move would inevitably pay a heavy price. At the very least, they would have to expend a considerable amount of True Essence. At a time like this, no one was willing to exhaust themselves for the benefit of others.

Therefore, no one was willing to strike first.

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