Chapter 649: Chapter 276: Each Displays Their Divine Powers, Punching the Berserker

It drew from the immeasurable sea, from the very essence of the vast, dark ocean.

Majestic and vast, towering and powerful.

However, as good as this method was, it always felt like it wasn’t enough.

Later, a master of a generation drew the concept of righteous spirit from the Confucian classics, integrating it into the *Vast Sea Scripture*. This ultimately forged the ultimate art of Wuyan Island: the *Righteous Vast Sea Record*.

With Confucian righteousness as its foundation, it merged with the boundless expanse of the vast, dark ocean.

True Qi as mighty as the sea, a stance as firm as a rock of righteousness.

Hong Zhengwu’s internal energy flowed around him, his hands moving like lightning.

Whether a fist or a palm, each technique came to him effortlessly. Every single move possessed horrifying power.

This was another of Wuyan Island’s ultimate arts, called *Ten Thousand Streams Return to One*!

It began by following the momentum of heaven and earth, and ended with all things returning to their source.

Every move and stance of this Martial Art had a guiding ’principle’ behind it.

But at its core was a four-word principle: ’Go with the flow’!

How could the mere bandits on the island possibly stand against such a Martial Art...?

With Fang Shuwen taking the lead, Dugu Sheng, Bai Qianfang, and Hong Zhengwu attacked in concert. Instantly, the entire island was filled with cries of agony.

Each of these men, even without counting Fang Shuwen, was a supreme master in the East Sea.

And they had not come alone.

One great ship after another left the area of whirlpools and reefs. No longer needing to maintain formation, they all began to approach the island.

Seeing the turn of events on the island, the masters from the various sects and clans aboard the ships all rushed ashore.

For a moment, the entire island erupted into chaos.

While the attackers surged forward with vigor, the bandits on the island were utterly dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on? Who are these people?"

"Hong Zhengwu of Wuyan Island! Bai Qianfang of the Profound Ice Hall?! And... Dugu Sheng of the Lingbo Sect?! Weren’t... weren’t they following that Fang Shuwen to find the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror? Why are they here?"

"Was the search for the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror a lie? Did they actually gather in secret just to catch us off guard?"

"Would they really pay such a steep price? That Fang Shuwen killed so many people from the Four Forbidden Lands, he even beat Ye Weiyang’s son, Ye Wusheng, to death... all for this plot?"

"I don’t see Ye Weiyang anywhere. Could it be that his Little Night Valley was played for a fool too?"

"There’s no way they’re just passing through, right? Could the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror actually be here, in the Dark Sea Interior?"

The bandits on the island were shocked and uncertain, and countless among them fell into despair.

For them, this was a disaster that had come out of nowhere.

They were just sitting at home, minding their own business, when a huge group of masters inexplicably showed up to kill them. Who could they possibly complain to?

Amidst the chaos, Fang Shuwen hadn’t forgotten about Luo Shuqing.

Seeing the three Sect Leaders and the other masters charging onto the island, he simply returned to the ship to bring Luo Shuqing back to his side.

Although by now everyone knew Luo Shuqing didn’t possess the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror...

...there was no guarantee that someone wouldn’t try to take advantage of the chaos, capture her, and deliver her to Qingxiao Pavilion in exchange for fame and fortune.

This concerned the reward for Fang Shuwen’s five-times-difficulty mission, so he naturally couldn’t be careless.

But as he watched the fighting unfolding all over the island, he felt a complex mix of emotions.

’I’ve never fought a battle like this before...’

Ever since he had set foot in the Jianghu, he had almost always been one against many.

Occasions where he’d had so many people charging into the fray alongside him were few and far between.

The group pushed their attack from the island’s outskirts inward. Along the way, they could see buildings like taverns, inns, and teahouses.

There were indeed people making a living on this island.

However, these buildings were all on the outskirts. Beyond this area was one of the three stockades ruled by ’Fierce Heaven Mad Demon’ Li Qiuyu—the Demon Mad Stockade!

The place was enclosed by high walls, with a massive gate separating the inside from the out.

Atop the walls, silhouettes were already in formation, lying in wait.

The moment Fang Shuwen and his group arrived, a volley of arrows rained down upon them.

Fang Shuwen simply pushed out with both palms. His dense True Qi formed a wall, and not even a volley of ten thousand arrows could harm him in the slightest.

In a single stride, he shot past the others.

He clenched his right fist and threw a thunderous punch.

The fist landed on the impossibly thick gate with a deafening BOOM.

The entire gate was blown to smithereens.

Splinters of wood flew like shrapnel, and the Dark Sea bandits behind the gate cried out in agony.

The masters of the East Sea following behind Fang Shuwen, however, all cheered:

"What incredible Martial Arts, Young Hero Fang!"

"Truly worthy of the name Human World Demon God! The power of that punch is rarely seen in this world!"

It wasn’t just them. Hong Zhengwu, Dugu Sheng, and Bai Qianfang were also secretly observing him.

But merely shattering a gate was nowhere near enough to gauge the depths of Fang Shuwen’s power.

The three exchanged a look, a profound meaning flashing in their eyes.

But Fang Shuwen had already taken Luo Shuqing with him, stepping into the Demon Mad Stockade.

His body bent like a bow, a single fist clenched tight. Gathering the winds from all directions, he unleashed his punch in an instant—it shot out like a dragon!

BOOM!!!

A torrential Fist Force, wrapped in a gale, howled forth!

All the bandits in the path of the punch were torn asunder by the Fist Force, exploding into a rain of blood and limbs.

Just inside the Demon Mad Stockade’s gate was a massive training ground. Further up stood the ’Demon Gathering Hall’!

It was rather interesting. Jianghu people often considered the ’demon’ label a mark of shame. Even if they committed murder and arson, acting no different from true fiends, they would still call themselves saints.

But this place, on the other hand, seemed to take pride in the title.

They had even changed their stockade’s Unity Hall into the ’Demon Gathering Hall’.

Fang Shuwen’s punch surged forward, the Fist Force reaching the Demon Gathering Hall in the blink of an eye.

It looked as if it would shatter the Demon Gathering Hall in a single blow.

"What madman dares to cause trouble in my Demon Mad Stockade?!"

A furious roar suddenly erupted from within the Demon Gathering Hall, and a dark figure appeared at its entrance.

He thrust out both fists, fearlessly smashing them into the blast from Fang Shuwen’s punch.

In the next instant, the man was completely engulfed by the blast.

The Fist Force blasted him back into the Demon Gathering Hall!

Fang Shuwen blinked.

"What was that guy saying?"

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