Chapter 238 – The Regal Consciousness, “Bang!”

“It should be just ahead…”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man stared at the two enormous, deeply embedded footprints in front of him, shaped like elephant hooves.

He then looked up ahead before turning to gaze at the Elephant Protector and the Hawk-nosed Old Man, asking, “Should we continue the chase?”

Just as he finished speaking, a thunderous “boom boom” resounded from behind a low, lead-gray hill up ahead.

It sounded like someone was engaged in intense combat.

The fight was of such a high level that even from this distance, they could feel the ground trembling slightly.

The Hawk-nosed Old Man squinted his eyes, a dark gleam flashing through his murky pupils.

He seemed to have seen something, raised an eyebrow lightly, and quickly said, “There’s a Yellow Bear shuttle. It looks like someone from Yellow Bear is fighting those emissary-level elephant men.”

Upon hearing this, the silent Elephant Protector immediately spoke up.

“Let’s go.”

Without waiting for a response, he followed the direction of the footprints and hurried forward.

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man and the Hawk-nosed Old Man exchanged a glance, saying nothing, but their eyes flickered as they quickly followed.

Neither the Elephant Deity Emissary nor the Yellow Bear Organization were forces they could afford to provoke.

Now that these two powerful forces had clashed…

They were very curious about the outcome.

The two quickly caught up with the Elephant Protector, and the three swiftly ascended a nearby low mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, the sounds of battle, no longer blocked by the rock, became immense and clear.

They cautiously looked in the direction of the sound.

They quickly found the location of the battle group.

In one glance, they spotted the massive figure of the Elephant Deity Emissary.

To their surprise, although the Elephant Deity Emissary had indeed encountered people from the Yellow Bear Organization,

and it seemed this place might have been a Yellow Bear branch base,

most of the members of the Yellow Bear Organization, who were on high alert, were merely observing, just as they were.

Above, a dozen shuttles hovered with their cannon barrels raised, but none showed signs of firing.

In the battle group below,

only one figure was truly fighting the Elephant Deity Emissary.

That figure moved at such a high speed, leaving afterimages and stirring up heavy dust.

Even with their abilities, it was hard to clearly capture the figure with the naked eye.

“It must be a formidable member from Yellow Bear!”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man observed the intense battle group, his expression tensing as he spoke in a low voice, “To be able to confront an emissary-level fighter head-on, especially from the Elephant Deity Sect, it must be at least someone of Golden Bear Level or above, probably even Fei Xiong level to manage this.

I never thought we’d encounter a Yellow Bear expert of this caliber in the old city circle.”

The Hawk-nosed Old Man squinted, staring at the battle group for a long time. He couldn’t quite make out the true form of the figure, though it seemed somewhat familiar.

Rubbing his eyes in frustration, he gave up with a sigh. The black gleam in his eyes vanished as he sneered, “That’s why I said, recognizing the kid who took Pei Ye away as the Demon Emperor is the best choice. Yellow Bear is powerful, with plenty of experts.

Even a Fei Xiong level warrior who can easily suppress an emissary-level fighter isn’t truly at the top. Even Penglai has to bow before Yellow Bear. If our Deity Alliance could be officially recognized by them, it would be for the best…”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man nodded, officially acknowledging the Hawk-nosed Old Man’s view for the first time.

Even the always silent Elephant Protector softly grunted his agreement.

The Hawk-nosed Old Man showed a slightly satisfied look. Seeing that their temporary trio had finally reached a consensus, he continued, “The problem now is…

Even with our support, that kid might not be able to suppress the Lei family.

The Lei family has absorbed the relics from several generations of Evil Emperors. Who knows how much their strength has surged now?

Although that kid is strong, he’s still a far cry from being truly at the Evil Emperor Level…”

As he spoke, the Hawk-nosed Old Man glanced back at the distant battle group below.

Watching the blurry figure, which was holding its own against the Elephant Deity Emissary, he couldn’t help but sigh softly, “If we had someone as strong as this Fei Xiong level expert assuming the position of Evil Emperor, we wouldn’t need to say anything. The Lei family would naturally submit…”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man and the Elephant Protector said nothing, but the agreement was evident in their expressions.

The trio gradually ceased their conversation, their attention completely drawn to the battle below.

Though the Elephant Deity Emissary was intimidating, what truly left the three in awe was the Yellow Bear Fei Xiong Level martial artist he was fighting against.

Coming from pure Ancient Martial Arts backgrounds, the three could naturally see more than the average person.

The speed of the Fei Xiong Level fighter was incredible, but occasionally, glimpses of his moves and techniques would leave them utterly astonished.

Each of these brief exposures revealed skillful and breathtaking moves.

Perfectly executed.

Every simple punch or kick in his hands displayed an almost magical transformation effect.

This Fei Xiong Level fighter was truly a combat master of the artistic style.

Despite being inferior to the Elephant Deity Emissary in raw physical strength, he closed this gap through sheer technique, even surpassing it!

Compared to him, the Elephant Deity Emissary, with his immense strength, large physique, and sturdy body, seemed like a clumsy sandbag, constantly being toyed with and beaten.

Moreover, the three occasionally sensed waves of evil energy emanating from the fighter.

“This person also follows the path of Evil Martial Arts!”

The Hawk-nosed Old Man grew more excited with every passing moment, his old face flushing red with emotion. He couldn’t help but say, “If this man were to become the Evil Emperor, the Deity Alliance would surely unite under one banner!”

“Evil Martial Arts! This is the true path of Evil Martial Arts!”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man also trembled with excitement, his eyes gleaming uncontrollably.

Even the normally stoic Elephant Protector clenched his fists tightly, his emotions stirred violently.

The three had walked the Evil Martial Arts path for many years, enduring countless hardships. They understood the difficulties more than anyone.

The initial aim of founding the Evil Martial Alliance was to find a way to combine the advantages of both pure martial arts and evil energy systems.

To master extraordinary techniques with martial arts skills, thus achieving the ultimate realm of Deity Martial Grandmaster.

Despite having gone through over twenty Evil Emperors, the Evil Martial Alliance had never managed to resolve the inherent conflict between the pure martial arts system and the evil energy system. Some past Evil Emperors had reached the level of Grandmaster in pure martial arts, while others had advanced to the emissary level within the evil energy system. There were even extraordinary individuals who excelled at both. However, none could truly balance these two forces; the best they could achieve was mutual augmentation without actual fusion.

Yet now, they saw this very quality in the Yellow Bear Fei Xiong Level fighter before their eyes—a true integration of evil energy and pure martial arts!

It felt like wanderers in a desert, having been deceived by mirages for so long, finally stumbling upon their dream oasis. The excitement, exhilaration, and joy were beyond description.

“This person… This person is the true destined Evil Emperor for our Evil Martial Alliance!”

The Hawk-nosed Old Man trembled as he blurted out his thoughts.

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man and the Elephant Protector were about to say something when the battlefield below suddenly shifted from intense action to utter stillness.

The swift Fei Xiong Level fighter lightly tapped the Elephant Deity Emissary. Although the attack didn’t seem powerful, it forced the Elephant Deity Emissary to stagger back several steps before falling to one knee with a loud thud.

“Pant, pant—”

He gasped for breath like an ordinary person who had exhausted most of his Strength, struggling even to stand straight.

The Fei Xiong Level fighter, who had repelled the Emissary, now stood still, no longer moving.

At last, the Hawk-nosed Old Man, the Horse-faced Middle-aged Man, and the Elephant Protector were able to clearly see his appearance.

—

Long hair flowing like black silk, a towering and menacing yet attractive build, and a face both fierce and handsome. He turned slightly, revealing a pair of familiar yet now purely silver eyes that etched themselves into the trio’s minds.

In an instant, their previously heightened excitement and fervor froze. Astonishment and bewilderment surfaced in their expressions.

A deep sense of shock and disbelief emerged in their eyes.

“It is… It’s him…”

The Hawk-nosed Old Man extended his trembling finger towards the distant figure, his expression one of shock and disbelief as he turned to look at the others.

“It’s… him?!”

The Horse-faced Middle-aged Man and the Elephant Protector were equally stunned and overwhelmed.

Before they could voice their thoughts, a series of crisp, continuous cracking sounds echoed from below.

The trio turned their gaze downwards.

As they took in the scene, their pupils contracted as if witnessing something unbelievably astounding.

Indescribable shock was evident in their eyes.

In less than a second, this shock turned into even greater excitement and ecstasy.

“Boom!”

A muffled sound as the Elephant Protector fell to one knee, facing the direction of the battle group. His eyes radiated intense fervor and almost devout worship as he spoke each word with solemn reverence, “This… this is the true strength of the Demon Emperor…”

He struck his own chest with his fist, letting out a deep, guttural roar.

“Heaven bless the Deity Alliance!”

The Hawk-nosed Old Man and the Horse-faced Middle-aged Man exchanged a glance, their lips pressed tightly together as if struggling to contain the tumultuous emotions within.

…

“Whoosh—whoosh—”

Lu Yuan’s breathing was steady and even.

He was in an incredibly peculiar state at the moment.

His mind was operating at an unprecedented speed, as if perpetually in a state of A Moment of Inspiration.

This highly refined consciousness, combined with his instinct, allowed him to maximize every ounce of Strength and every skill he possessed.

Countless techniques he had mastered and even those he had nearly forgotten emerged like shells uncovered from a sand-covered beach.

In his hands, these techniques combined freely, creating dazzling displays that even he found astonishing.

Every move was the “optimal solution” in battle; every ounce of Strength was used perfectly, not too much, not too little, executed with precision down to the finest degree.

He felt both hot and cold sensations simultaneously in his body.

He was like a beast driven by combat instincts.

Yet, he was also… an immensely calm observer.

This was the activation of lv2 Undefeated Instinct.

Compared to the instinctive power awoken by undefeated faith at lv1, lv2 was clearly several levels higher.

If he had to choose the most fitting adjective to describe it…

Lu Yuan thought for a moment and found “Regal Consciousness” quite appropriate.

Regal Consciousness, online!

“Snap!”

Lu Yuan snapped his fingers lightly, satisfied with this description.

He came back to his senses and saw the image of the Elephant Deity Emissary half-kneeling on the ground reflected in his silver eyes.

Lu Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly as he began to walk leisurely towards him.

With each step.

Scenes of treating the Elephant Deity Emissary as an “imaginary enemy” in his Consciousness Space surfaced in his mind.

Over five thousand battles.

Not once did he enter a [Demon] state.

From the beginning, going down in a few moves, then being hammered into a pulp by the Elephant Deity Emissary.

Gradually, barely able to hold his own against him.

Then, equally matched.

Finally, completely dominating…

Lu Yuan was hammered to death by the same elephant man over four thousand times!

These more than four thousand deaths.

What they brought was an unprecedented, thorough understanding of this opponent.

He became intimately familiar with every single technique of the emissary level of the Elephant Deity Sect, every move, every reaction of each body part when struck, the path of every mysterious pattern etched under the skin…

Every route of conducting Strength from the black heart serving as the core of power in his chest.

And…

Every way to sever these conduction routes.

“Thud.”

Lu Yuan finally arrived in front of the Elephant Deity Emissary.

Half-kneeling on the ground, the over five-meter-tall Elephant Deity Emissary’s head was now level with Lu Yuan’s eyes.

It tried to stand up from the ground, but its body was covered in countless dense cracks.

Large amounts of ghostly light swirled around its body, glowing brightly, yet unable to mend…

The cracks continued to spread.

The Elephant Deity Emissary bellowed at Lu Yuan in frustration, waves of terrifying sonic blasts spewing onto Lu Yuan’s face, making his long hair dance wildly.

Yet, Lu Yuan seemed entirely unfazed, calmly observing it, examining every inch of the fissures as if admiring a beautifully crafted artifact he made himself.

Then, at some point.

Lu Yuan gently spoke, saying a single word.

“Bang!”

As his voice trailed off.

The Elephant Deity Emissary immediately exploded with a thunderous “boom,” shattering completely!