Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Rest assured, after I knock you five down, I will apologize to you!"

Ye Qingfeng grinned, full of mockery.

Yang Tainan and the others looked furious. They were core disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect, proud and arrogant, and almost unstoppable in the Huaxia Martial Arts World. When had they ever been so belittled and ridiculed?

"Ye Jiujie, do you really intend to oppose us to the end?"

Yang Tainan suppressed his fear and spoke in a deep voice.

"Indeed!"

Ye Qingfeng clenched his fist, and a powerful force suddenly erupted, causing the entire Yang Family estate to tremble. The clouds in the sky were instantly scattered by the Qi Force.

Feeling that overwhelmingly terrifying aura, Yang Tainan and the others felt heavyhearted, but at this moment, they had no way out.

Ye Jiujie was determined to fight them, and even fleeing would be futile. Moreover, they represented the Thunderbolt Sect and couldn't retreat for the sake of their sect's honor.

"Alright, since you insist, then I, Yang Tainan, accept the challenge!"

Yang Tainan shielded his four junior brothers and stepped forward first.

"Whoosh!"

The entire courtyard was immediately filled with turbulent force, a frenzy stirring, and the plants and leaves flew chaotically.

Ye Gang swung a single arm, already forming a Gang Qi barrier, protecting the three around Ouyang Liluo within it.

Four elders descended from the sky, shielding Lian Zhirou and Yang Beixuan.

In the sky, there was only Yang Tainan, while Ye Qingfeng stood steadily on the high platform.

"Ah!"

Although Yang Tainan appeared as an old man, he was burly and tall. He clenched his fists tightly and then extended them forward.

"Whoosh!"

Two massive blasts of fist wind swept forth, forming a violent whirlwind, even more potent than during his previous confrontation with Ye Gang.

"Wow!"

A terrifying suction force surged from the whirlwind, drawing countless objects from the ground into it; even leaf blocks weighing dozens of pounds were not spared.

Ye Gang watched those two powerful whirlwinds and murmured: "This is the vortex storm formed by the full activation of the Thunder God Fist, capable of sucking opponents in and pulling them into its attack center!"

The vortex's suction burst forth, causing the high platform beneath Ye Qingfeng's feet and the pavilion above his head to tremble with a hint of collapsing.

"Hm!"

Yet, Ye Qingfeng's figure remained unmoving. The Spiritual Energy within him flowed from his feet, spreading throughout the entire high platform and pavilion.

The previously teetering structures suddenly stood firm like Tai Shan, unmoving.

Yang Tainan's gaze narrowed slightly, but his fist momentum had formed and was unstoppable.

"Thunder God Fist!"

He growled lowly, his fists suddenly pounding forward.

"Boom!"

Two whirlwinds carrying the power of thunder crashed toward Ye Qingfeng, leaving two giant shadows in the sky.

"Crack!"

Still standing unmoving, Ye Qingfeng clenched his single fist and suddenly stepped forward just as the whirlwind approached.

"Buzz!"

A golden fist shadow appeared across the sky, rapidly enlarging from high up, reaching about a hundred feet.

This punch went right into the center point of the two whirlwind forces.

"Rumble!

The whole Yang Family estate quaked violently, and under the collision of those two forces, the surrounding buildings were directly shattered, a tall eight-corner tower instantly leveled to the ground.

The Yang Family members were terrified, thinking a natural disaster had struck, and scattered in panic.

"Thud thud!"

In the sky, the two violent whirlwinds vanished abruptly under the sweep of the golden fist shadow, with countless leaf fragments flying across, while Yang Tainan himself staggered back over a dozen steps.

His heart was filled with astonishment, and the corners of his mouth had a trace of red blood seeping out.

Below, Dan Juhai and the other four wore a look of shock.

Yang Tainan's full-force Thunder God Fist, carrying the power of thunder, could invoke a vortex of fist power, unrivaled in penetration power and attack strength. Yet such an attack was dissolved by a single punch from Ye Qingfeng, and he was injured in one move?

Such strength was simply indescribable.

"I've already witnessed your Thunder God Fist, and it's quite ordinary!"

"Show me your next ultimate move!"

Ye Qingfeng kept one hand in his pocket, while the other hung slightly down, this action making Yang Tainan's heart brim with anger.

Dan Juhai, Gong Li, and the others were also full of resentment.

"Facing the master with one hand?"

Lian Zhirou was secretly shocked, never imagining that her highly revered master would be looked down upon someday.

The one who looked down on her master, however, possessed a strength that matched his arrogant personality.

"The Invincible War God is indeed formidable!"

Yang Tainan suppressed his fear, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then gestured with his hand.

"Bang!"

A stream of light suddenly flashed from the depths of the Yang Family. Everyone focused, and it was a big hammer with its tail wrapped in steel chains.

The hammer was entirely silver-white, emitting a glittering cold light, which Yang Tainan used his power to pull into his hands.

Gripping the hammer handle, his aura suddenly changed, and there was a faint surge of Thunder Power between his hands, transmitted onto the hammer.

"Sizzle!"

The chain suddenly snapped straight. Yang Tainan held one end of the chain, throwing the hammer like a shot put, then his arm rotated forcefully.

The hammer, connected with the chain, spun rapidly above his head, forming a round hurricane over ten meters in size, with a faint sound of thunder emerging from within.

As Yang Tainan swung the hammer faster, the storm suddenly expanded, reaching several dozen yards, with the entire area filled with flying sand and leaves.

Ouyang Donghai and his wife watched in jaw-dropping awe. They finally understood why Yang Tainan held such a prestigious position in Huaxia.

Such power to influence the heavens and earth with a mere gesture, how could it not incite both fear and admiration?

"So this is the Thunder God Hammer?"

Lian Zhirou's beautiful eyes focused on the whirlwind storm in the sky, which was countless times more powerful than the vortex of fist power induced by the Thunder God Fist. She could confirm that if she were accidentally caught in it, the storm would instantly tear her body to shreds.

Watching the change in everyone's expression, Ye Qingfeng, however, remained indifferent, still with a hand in his pocket, using only one hand to face the ordeal.

"Ye Jiujie, take my strongest move!"

Yang Tainan roared, thunderous. As the storm paused, he suddenly leaped up, holding the hammer top at both ends.

"Thunder God Hammer!"

The giant hammer was lifted above his head, then slammed down forcefully.

The hammer, carrying the Thunder Power, struck the high platform where Ye Qingfeng stood with a blue and purple instant blast.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a small mushroom cloud rose from the high platform, the Thunder Power scattered around, directly destroying the surrounding constructions.

Ye Qingfeng's figure vanished within the mushroom cloud imbued with thunder.

"Boom!"

The thunderous explosion resounded throughout, sending shockwaves over the Yang Family estate once more, the ground below rising layer by layer before shattering and scattering, dirt flying in all directions.

Ye Gang's Gang Qi abruptly intensified, shielding against the violent Thunder Power outside, though there was a hint of amazement in his eyes.

"The Thunder God Hammer is indeed powerful!"

He nodded secretly, realizing Yang Tainan's supremacy in the Huaxia with this martial art from the Thunderbolt Sect was no mere ostentation, having subdued countless strong fighters with this technique twenty years ago, holding the top position on the Hidden Dragon List.