Chapter 205: Taboo of the Gods

As Yang Chen's voice fell, it seemed as though a barely perceptible whirlwind formed around him, causing dust to swirl in the air of the main hall.

A pair of dim black-brown eyes gradually turned crimson, while the corners of Yang Chen's mouth curved into a bold yet restrained smile. His eerie gaze swept over the seven remaining individuals present.

A palpable sense of dread pervaded the entire hall, sending shivers down everyone's spine. It was as if the man standing in the center of the hall had become a bottomless vortex of darkness, capable of devouring each person's soul, leaving nothing behind.

The four members of the Blue Storm and the three individuals with Danzheng Lama gradually drew closer, preparing to meet Yang Chen's sudden eruption.

"Yang, he—" Yezi couldn't quite recognize Yang Chen, because at this moment, Yang Chen's aura had completely changed, as if he had transformed into someone else entirely.

Hai Xiao quickly pulled Yezi back, taking several steps backward. "Yezi, don't get too close. He's dangerous."

Tianlong and the others also retreated to the entrance of the main hall, watching Yang Chen, who seemed to be enveloped in black smoke. They exchanged glances, all of them sharing a horrified expression.

"Why do I feel like he's using some kind of internal martial arts?" Tianlong hesitated, speaking in a low voice.

"It's too terrifying. There's no true qi leakage whatsoever, but he exudes such power. Could it be innate realm?" Da Jiao widened his eyes.

"Innate realm?! Impossible! After the Seven Absolute Masters of Wudang passed away sixteen years ago, we in Yanxia haven't had any experts in the innate realm. Are we really going to encounter one today?!" Kuang Feng found it unbelievable.

Gently wiping the moisture from her eyes, Hui Lin, supporting Yun Miao Abbess, murmured softly, "I feel a familiar aura."

"Familiar?" Tianlong and the others didn't think Hui Lin was just a child talking nonsense. After a moment of thought, Tianlong said, "Indeed, it seems to have a similar feeling to the Shu Mountain swordsmanship used by Yun Miao Abbess and Master Hui Lin."

"But his hostility is much stronger than the sword qi of Shu Mountain, and even Yun Miao Abbess or the senior monks of Shaolin seem to lack his profound inner strength." Tianlong's face grew heavy, and despite his extraordinary talent, he felt the disparity between himself and Yang Chen at this moment.

Hai Xiao remained composed. "No matter how strong he is, at the moment, he seems to be a friend, not an enemy."

Unlike the members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, the seven individuals with Danzheng Lama also had grim expressions. However, their situation was more dire because they realized that not even the first to step forward dared to confront Yang Chen.

"Namaste," Danzheng Lama's withered face seemed to deepen its wrinkles, "In my lifetime, I have never seen such a ferocious aura, thick as ink, cold as ice, reminiscent of the Hell Realm, the world of Asura, nothing less!"

"Danzheng, spare us the words we don't understand and get on with it!" Punk cursed loudly.

Great Virtuous Dharma King angrily said, "Why don't you act first? The Lama is a reincarnation of a sage, a living Buddha, how can he risk his life?!"

"Monk! Are you looking to argue with us?!" Carlos shouted shrilly.

Without waiting for further words from either side, Yang Chen, who had been observing them for a while, grew impatient. He sighed, "Since you won't make a move, I'll do it. It may be slower to take care of you one by one, but it's not impossible."

"Dark King, stop with the movie special effects, we're better at this than you!" Finally unable to withstand the pressure, Andy decided to act. One hand opened, while the other drew a sharp military knife. In close-quarters combat, top agents often eschewed firearms in favor of more direct cold weapons.

The air density around Yang Chen suddenly dropped, and an invisible pressure swept in from all sides, irregularly compressing the clothes on Yang Chen's body.

Seeing Yang Chen unmoved, Andy thought he was already oppressed by his superpowers and unable to move. He smirked and quickly approached, wielding the military knife, intending to stab Yang Chen's throat directly!

Yang Chen chuckled disdainfully, "How foolish."

A large hand reached out toward the military knife thrusting towards him. As the knife made contact with the palm, there was a series of metal-breaking sounds, and it snapped continuously until it reached the handle!

"Is this hell?!" Andy screamed in terror as Yang Chen grabbed his hand that was holding the knife.

"It's the mortal realm, but you'll soon be in hell."

Yang Chen said indifferently. His hand, like a hot knife through butter, pierced through Andy's body like it was a heap of yellow wax.

That yellow wax was Andy's chest!

Huilin and Yezi, two female figures not far away, immediately closed their eyes and turned their heads, unable to bear witnessing the bloody scene!

Yang Chen's hand simply pierced through Andy's thick body like it was poking through a layer of paper, pulling out a mixture of torn flesh, blood, and steaming viscera. Andy himself hadn't even reacted in that instant. It wasn't until Yang Chen's hand had already pierced out from behind him, bringing out a bloody mess of torn flesh, did he dare to look down. Then, he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound, swallowing his last breath in disbelief.

As Andy collapsed with a resounding thud, Yang Chen withdrew his arm from his body and casually tossed the entrails aside under the solemn and dignified Buddha statue. Under the serene gaze of the Buddha statue, the crimson color appeared especially glaring.

"The most foolish aspect of you Blue Storm people is always wanting to borrow the powerful characteristics of other organizations, constantly imitating and changing. The mutants and heretics of Europe, you want to emulate them; the Gao Tian Yuan of Sakura Ben, you want to emulate them; the ancient martial arts of Yanxia, you also want to emulate them. But the abilities created by your genetic engineering are like counterfeit lighters, they break after a few uses. If you stick to your own path and rely solely on high-tech means, you might actually be stronger. This is my advice to you, of course, I know you won't listen to me," Yang Chen grinned, lightly shaking his right hand, causing blood to continue to splash.

In the blink of an eye, another person fell, and even those present couldn't understand how Yang Chen managed to kill them instantly.

Judy, Punk, and Carlos exchanged a few glances, all realizing that the enemy's strength exceeded their expectations. Especially Punk, whose ability was almost the same as Andy's. Andy's instant death filled him with despair!

Danzheng Lama chanted a Buddhist mantra, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! Great Goodness, Great Compassion, let's fight to the death together!"

"Haha, old monk, do you know that the people of the Blue Storm are no longer reliable, and you're finally going to fight to the death?" Yang Chen sneered.

Danzheng Lama quietly activated the Dragon Claw Hand posture, his eyebrows moved without wind, and Great Goodness and Great Compassion both gathered their inner strength. The three of them formed a triangular formation and attacked together!

Yang Chen stood still, closing his eyes, quietly waiting for the three to attack him!

"Take this! You arrogant brat! Witness my Vajra Dragon Claw!" Danzheng Lama shouted angrily, his Dragon Claw Hand spinning straight down like a vigorous dragon, aiming directly for Yang Chen's crown!

Great Goodness and Great Compassion, the two Dharma Kings, also displayed their expertise. One used the Eight-Armed Arhat Fist to attack Yang Chen's heart, delivering eight consecutive powerful blows, while the other used the Demon-Suppressing Wind-Sweeping Leg to kick Yang Chen's lower back and ribs!

"Be careful!"

"Yang, Brother, dodge quickly!"

The people at the door couldn't bear to see Yang Chen completely unmoving, with no intention of dodging, while the three opponents were using their full internal strength in their attacks. They couldn't help but shout out in alarm.

Three dull thuds erupted simultaneously on Yang Chen's body, like thunder roaring in spring!

Danzheng Lama, initially showing some joy when his Dragon Claw Hand grabbed Yang Chen's crown, suddenly showed a look of horrified panic on his face!

"No, no, no way!"

Great Goodness and Great Compassion also took a step back in astonishment. The areas they attacked were completely intact! If an ordinary person had been attacked like this, even if their body didn't break, it would have left a substantial dent!

"What's impossible?" Yang Chen asked with a twisted grin, twisting his neck.

Danzheng Lama staggered back three steps, supported by Great Goodness and Great Compassion, barely managing to stay standing. Beads of sweat dotted his withered face. "You... You must have practiced the lost art of the Indestructible Vajra Technique?! But wait, the Indestructible Vajra Technique requires a virgin body, and you... You're no longer a virgin! How is this possible?"

"Old monk, you're not serious. What virgin body? I'm still a virgin," Yang Chen lazily joked, stepping closer to Danzheng Lama.

Danzheng Lama, together with Great Goodness and Great Compassion, were completely at a loss as to what to do. Their full-powered attacks hit the enemy without causing any harm. How was this any different from hitting an egg against a stone?!

The people at the door, including Tianlong, were all stunned. The situation had far exceeded their conventional understanding of martial arts!

"Could it really be the Indestructible Vajra Technique?" Stormwind murmured.

Tianlong shook his head. "It's impossible. Even if it were the Indestructible Vajra Technique, it shouldn't be able to withstand a full-force Dragon Claw Hand attack without a scratch!"

The three retreating figures of Danzheng Lama and the others had turned pale. If it weren't for the last bit of their true energy, they would probably have wet their pants by now. The killing intent emanating from Yang Chen tortured their hearts more than if he had actually killed them!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, three consecutive loud gunshots rang out. Danzheng Lama, Great Compassion, and Great Goodness, who were retreating, stared blankly, their eyes wide open, before collapsing to the ground. Bullets had pierced their foreheads, spewing out red and white matter.

Behind them, Judith, the blonde woman who had just fired, her gun still smoking, wore a grim expression, her eyes flashing with countless complex emotions.

This sudden change once again altered the scene. The members of the Flame and Yellow Iron Brigade at the door looked at each other, puzzled by what Judith was thinking.

Yang Chen also stopped in surprise, looking at Judith and the others. "You don't seriously think that helping me kill them early would make me spare you, do you?"

"Of course not," Judith stepped forward, with Carlos and Punk behind her, both too afraid to move. "Your Excellency, we have violated the taboo of the gods. Now, I only wish to earn your forgiveness with my actions. Please spare us three!"

Yang Chen smirked playfully. "Actions? Just killing them?"

"And this," Judith said, suppressing her inner fear, taking a deep breath. She reached into a tightly sealed small leather pouch at her waist and pulled out a small crystal-like bead about the size of her little finger. Inside the bead, there was an obvious cavity, resembling a bubble in water when viewed from afar.

Seeing this object, everyone else present was puzzled, but Yang Chen's relaxed and cruel smile slowly faded, replaced by a serious expression.