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Chapter 223: The Beast Pavilion Master, Zhan Bai

The scarred elder drew a poisoned blade and lunged directly at Zhan Bai’s throat.

However, Zhan Bai simply planted his boots against the floor and twisted his hips.

A bright manifestation of a golden tiger materialized around his massive fists. He delivered a crushing forward punch that shattered the elder’s blade into metallic shards and sent the man flying backward into the crystal throne.

The other elders surged forward in unison, unleashing waves of toxic purple qi.

Zhan Bai crossed his muscular arms over his chest to defend himself. His skin instantly hardened into a metallic gray hue, activating the Iron Bear Physique. The dark spells splashed harmlessly against his reinforced body, failing to leave a single scratch on his flesh.

’This cramped sanctum restricts my movements entirely,’ Zhan Bai calculated, glancing at the narrow walls. ’I need a proper clearing to stretch my legs.’

He bent his knees and bounded off the floorboards with explosive force. He crashed straight through the vaulted ceiling, sending chunks of black stone raining down upon the stunned council. Bursting into the sprawling outer courtyard, he landed gracefully on the paved tiles.

The sudden explosion instantly alerted the thousands of disciples patrolling the fortress. Dark-robed martial artists swarmed the area from every direction, drawing their curved sabers to encircle the intruder.

The elders leaped through the hole in the ceiling a second later to surround him.

"Do not let him leave this courtyard alive!" the scarred elder ordered, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the tiles. "Flay the flesh from his bones!"

Zhan Bai laughed loudly, rolling his shoulders to loosen his joints. "Who said anything about leaving? I just stepped outside so I could bury all of you without getting dust in my eyes."

The entire army of disciples charged forward with a synchronized battle cry.

Zhan Bai dropped his center of gravity and unleashed the sweeping strikes of his Beast Pavilion techniques. He moved with the terrifying agility of a hunting panther, weaving seamlessly through the chaotic sea of blades.

He grabbed an attacking disciple by the collar, spun him around like a ragdoll, and threw him directly into an advancing squad to break their formation.

Two elders flanked him from behind, conjuring whips woven from dark shadows. Zhan Bai ducked beneath the sweeping magical attacks. Infusing his legs with spiritual energy, he performed a soaring crane kick that struck the first elder squarely in the chest.

The immense kinetic force launched the man through a nearby guard tower, collapsing the wooden structure entirely.

The environment shifted rapidly as the intense spiritual clashes warped the local atmosphere. Swirling purple clouds gathered above the fortress, casting an eerie, unnatural glow over the courtyard.

The ground splintered beneath their boots, turning the pristine tiles into a cratered wasteland.

The scarred elder conjured a massive serpent made of toxic green energy. He directed the magical beast toward the pavilion master, hoping to swallow him whole.

Zhan Bai anchored his footing and channeled his inner qi into his lungs. He inhaled deeply and unleashed a sonic technique known as the Lion’s Roar. A visible shockwave erupted from his mouth, tearing the magical serpent apart and blasting the front line of disciples entirely off their feet.

While Zhan Bai systematically dismantled the elders and the surrounding army, the Sect Leader slowly hovered out of the ruined sanctum. The dark lord floated high above the battlefield, his eyes glowing with pure malice.

He completely ignored the dying screams of his own subordinates. Instead, he gathered a swirling sphere of concentrated dark energy between his palms, preparing to unleash his ultimate destructive art the moment the pavilion master showed a vulnerability.

’He is pooling all his spiritual reserves into a single strike,’ Zhan Bai noticed, tracking the Sect Leader’s movements from the corner of his eye while simultaneously parrying a sword strike. ’I need to clear this trash quickly and interrupt his casting.’

Zhan Bai grabbed the nearest elder by the face and slammed him directly into the cobblestones, shattering the rock beneath them.

He turned his attention toward the remaining thousands of disciples, his gray eyes flashing with untamed excitement as he prepared to demonstrate the true might of the Azure Dragon Sect.

Zhan Bai stomped his boot against the fractured cobblestones, channeling a massive surge of qi through his meridian pathways. The ground trembled violently. He activated the Earth-Shattering Rhino Stomp, sending jagged fissures ripping across the courtyard.

The shockwave knocked dozens of dark-robed disciples off their feet, scattering their formations entirely.

"What a pathetic bunch of weeklings!" Bounding forward with explosive speed, he utilized the Swift Mantis Step. His arms blurred as he unleashed a flurry of rapid, precise jabs.

He struck pressure points and crushed armor with his bare knuckles, dropping ten cultists with every single fluid motion.

The remaining elders recognized the overwhelming disparity in raw physical strength. They completely abandoned their pride and ganged up on him simultaneously. Six elders surrounded the pavilion master, weaving complex hand seals to conjure a coordinated barrage of dark magic.

"Nether Fiend Poison Chains!" an elder shrieked, hurling a web of glowing purple links toward Zhan Bai’s arms.

Another elder slammed his palms into the dirt, summoning thick vines woven from dark shadows to ensnare Zhan Bai’s ankles. They intended to completely immobilize the hulking warrior to give their Sect Leader a perfect, stationary target for his ultimate attack.

Zhan Bai simply grinned. "You think a few parlor tricks can hold me down?"

He inhaled a massive breath of air, expanding his chest until his uniform strained against his muscles. Releasing his internal energy, he ignited his signature aura.

A towering, ethereal manifestation of a Golden Ape materialized around his physical body.

He ripped his arms outward, easily snapping the poisonous purple chains into harmless fragments of light. Kicking his right leg forward, he shattered the shadow vines clinging to his boots.

Zhan Bai went on an absolute rampage. He leaped directly into the circle of elders, swinging his massive, aura-infused fists with terrifying brutality. He grabbed the nearest elder by the throat, lifted him entirely off the ground, and hurled him like a boulder directly into two other spellcasters.

The impact sent all three men crashing through the thick stone walls of the armory, burying them beneath piles of collapsing rubble.

He spun on his heel and delivered a sweeping roundhouse kick to another elder’s ribs. The sheer kinetic force of the Golden Ape aura caved the man’s chest inward, launching his broken body across the courtyard until he smashed into the heavy iron gates.

"You dare bring your pathetic tricks before the Beast Pavilion?!" Zhan Bai roared, his voice echoing like rolling thunder across the devastated fortress.

High above the carnage, the Sect Leader finally finished gathering his spiritual energy. A colossal sphere of pitch-black malice hovered above his palms, crackling with dark lightning that distorted the very air around it.

The swirling purple clouds above the fortress descended rapidly, merging with his ultimate attack.

"Die, you insolent brute!" the Sect Leader screamed, hurling the massive sphere of dark energy directly toward Zhan Bai. "Netherworld Annihilation Sphere!"

The attack moved with terrifying velocity. It carved a deep trench through the air, sucking the ambient light into its vortex.

Zhan Bai did not attempt to dodge. He dropped his center of gravity, planting his boots firmly into the cratered tiles.

He dismissed the Golden Ape aura and immediately transitioned into a completely different martial form. He crossed his arms and channeled every single drop of his qi into a dense, concentrated point directly in front of his chest.

"Azure Dragon’s Piercing Horn!" Zhan Bai shouted.

He drove a single, rigid palm strike straight up into the descending sphere. A brilliant, concentrated beam of azure qi erupted from his hand. The two opposing energies collided mid-air.

The resulting explosion was catastrophic.

A blinding flash of light engulfed the entire underground fortress. The shockwave completely vaporized the remaining disciples caught in the blast radius. It tore through the towering stone spires, leveling the surrounding mountains and shearing the tops off the adjacent peaks.

The cavern cracked violently as chunks of the ceiling collapsed, opening the dark stronghold to the morning sky above.

When the dust finally settled, the sprawling base of the Nether Fiend Sect was reduced to a smoldering, cratered wasteland.

Zhan Bai stood near the center of the destruction, breathing heavily. A thin stream of blood trickled from a shallow cut on his cheek, and his green martial robes were torn near the shoulder. He wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand, entirely unbothered by the minor scratch.

A few paces away, the Sect Leader lay sprawled across the shattered tiles, his ornate robes burned to ashes and his dark aura completely extinguished. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, staring up at the towering pavilion master in sheer disbelief.

Zhan Bai walked over and casually planted his heavy boot directly onto the Sect Leader’s chest.

"You disrupted my morning meditation schedule for this?" Zhan Bai scoffed, looking down at the defeated lord. "You orchestrated a pathetic infiltration, failed to kidnap a single disciple, and forced me to travel hundreds of miles just to squash you. Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to maintain my daily training routine?"

He leaned closer, his gray eyes flashing with a mix of sarcasm and profound annoyance. "A true martial artist never messes with another man’s training schedule. That is the quickest way to end up dead."

With a final, effortless application of pressure, Zhan Bai crushed the Sect Leader’s chest, officially wiping the notorious Nether Fiend Sect off the map.

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