Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 650

The aura, the vibe, the tone—it’s clear this guy is the destined protagonist, exuding authority.

Ye Junlin sighed, “Sigh, what’s the point~”

To be honest, he really didn’t want to bully the weak.

After all, Tong Wudi’s skills were just not up to par in his eyes!

Seeing Tong Wudi’s imposing demeanor slightly falter, his expression took a turn for the worse as he gritted his teeth and said,

“Do you really think I, Tong Wudi, can’t take you on?!”

Right now, he could crush the two-and-a-half versions of his former self!

Yep, that’s right—two and a half!

Ye Junlin shrugged, “If you want to fight, I’ll oblige, but if your mind breaks, don’t blame me for going too hard.”

Upon hearing this, Tong Wudi burst into laughter.

Then, he looked back at Ye Junlin, his eyes flashing with golden light like sharp swords, and bellowed,

“Daring to be this arrogant in front of me, you’re the first!”

“Let’s fight quickly! Whoever backs down is a coward!”

Meanwhile, in the pavilion, Ye Junlin leisurely finished his cup of tea before taking to the skies to confront Tong Wudi.

The two figures stood off at a distance, attracting countless astonished gazes from the Immortal Court.

“What do you think, who will win?”

“Of course it’s Ye Junlin! Everyone saw how he performed before!”

“But Tong Wudi isn’t a slouch either; besides, he’s really confident this time—he must have solid assurance!”

“Either way, this is definitely gonna be an exhilarating battle!”

Voices buzzed from all around as the celestial officials whispered to each other.

Clearly, the duel between Ye Junlin and Tong Wudi was drawing significant attention from the Immortal Court.

This would determine the top position in the Immortal Realm!

“Ye, be careful next!” Tong Wudi sneered.

His fists clenched tightly, gathering an earth-shattering momentum before he propelled himself forward like a cannonball.

Boom boom boom~

Everywhere he passed, the space shattered, and a series of explosive sounds filled the air.

This punch had the force to defy the heavens!

Tong Wudi was confident; this punch consolidated all his strength, a complete expression of his Half-Saint body.

Little did he know,

Ye Junlin didn’t even budge, just let him come.

“Is he stunned with fright?”

Tong Wudi raised an eyebrow, and just as that thought crossed his mind, his overwhelmingly powerful punch hit its target.

Bang!

A heart-stopping, dull sound echoed.

Ye Junlin remained unmoved, like a towering mountain standing tall.

Tong Wudi’s expression changed, “You, you…”

He didn’t expect that his punch would leave Ye Junlin completely unscathed!

Is this even human?

What the hell!

Ye Junlin smiled slyly, “I took your punch, so how about I give you one in return?”

Saying this, he slowly raised his hand, tightening his fist, unleashing a terrifying wave of energy that twisted the very space around him.

Boom!

The sky grew wild with wind, thunder clapped, and dark clouds gathered.

In an instant, a bead of sweat the size of a pea trickled down Tong Wudi’s forehead, an ominous premonition suffusing his heart.

It felt as if a giant, blood-red word “danger” was gathering above his head!

Looking at Ye Junlin’s fist, which was as large as a sandbag, Tong Wudi’s heart raced; he forced a stiff smile,

“Uh, can we skip this…?”

Ye Junlin beamed back, “Nope.”

The next moment, he shot his fist forward.

“Shit!” Tong Wudi’s scalp went numb as he tried to retreat.

Suddenly.

There was an explosive sound.

Under the awe-struck gazes of everyone around,

Tong Wudi was sent flying by that punch, spitting blood like it was free, with a deep fist imprint on his chest, bones shattered, blood pouring out—his Half-Saint body on the brink of breaking apart…

This was with Ye Junlin holding back; otherwise, he could have really killed him with a single punch!

After all, one was a Half-Saint body, and the other was a True Saint body.

The gap couldn’t be larger!

Even so, Tong Wudi had been badly injured, without any means to resist.

Boom!

Tong Wudi crashed onto an Immortal Mountain, creating a massive mushroom cloud, sending nearby celestial birds and beasts fleeing in terror.

The elders watching from the shadows were also stunned by this scene.

That punch was terrifying!

Ye Junlin withdrew his fist, dusted himself off, and with a playful smile said, “Just so you know, this was all your doing.”

“Ugh,” Tong Wudi lay in the broken pit, blood streaming from his mouth; he struggled to rise but fell weakly back, feeling utterly absurd inside.

Why?

Why is this happening?

In the end, he couldn’t even take a single punch?!

Tong Wudi couldn’t fathom that there was an existence even more monstrous than him.

So, the opponent really was the protagonist of this era…

“Wait a minute, everyone says I’m the son of the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Realm, so why am I in this pathetic state? Where did the Heavenly Dao go? Watching a show?”

Thinking this, Tong Wudi was both infuriated and amused, the torn wounds amplifying his pain.

But there was no other way.

He brought this upon himself!

In truth, Tong Wudi didn’t know that even the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm trembled before that man, too scared to show itself…

“Ye, my young friend, don’t stoop to his level. Come, come, let’s continue drinking tea,” Liu Huangshu quickly stepped in to mediate, deciding to treat Ye Junlin as a lord from now on.

The celestial officials, having witnessed the event, remained in a daze for a long time.

The former strongest of the Immortal Court was just… defeated like that?

Knocked out with a single punch?!

Looks like the title of the strongest in the Immortal Realm is confirmed!

At the same time.

In the outside world, the Blood Source Realm.

This was the domain of the Undying Blood Clan, where delicious blood was an essential food source for them.

The Qing Tian Tribe.

In an ancient manor.

Crash, a crystal cup smashed on the floor, rich red blood spilling everywhere.

The clan leader, Xueyan, veins bulging, looked grim and said, “What did you say? The plan failed?!”

Boom! A terrifying sacred might filled the surroundings, causing the clan elders to tremble in fear.

“Y-yes, all the members we sent out encountered misfortune…” an elder reporting stammered, suppressing their inner dread.

Xueyan’s facial muscles twitched, his imposing aura growing increasingly fearsome, the immense pressure forcing the elders to half-kneel, faces pale and breaths shallow.

“Useless, all useless! You can’t even handle this trivial matter!”

Xueyan roared.

Previously, at the Ten Clans meeting, he claimed that the Undying Blood Clan could capture the Immortal Realm through covert operations.

Yet reality slapped him hard in the face!

“Since that’s the case, we have no choice but to proceed in that direction.”

“Contact the clan leaders from the other major tribes and tell them it’s urgent business to discuss.”

Xueyan fought to regain his composure, speaking in a deep tone.

“Understood, clan leader.”

At this moment, the Immortal Realm remained oblivious that a real storm was about to arrive, one that directly involved a confrontation between two superpowers in the universe…