When Ye Ling took out the black brick from his storage ring, his aura subtly changed.
From the sharp and ready-to-kill air he had just a moment ago, he now seemed somewhat cynical, even a bit like a rogue with a devil-may-care attitude.
Alups was first stunned when he saw the black brick in Ye Ling's hand, then burst into laughter.
"You're really going to make me die of laughter, are all the cultivators in Huaxia so poor now?"
"I was wondering why you coveted our Sword of Judgment, so this is why, being so poor and still daring to battle me?"
Ye Ling didn't get angry at these words but simply smiled faintly, glanced at the black brick emitting a dark glow in his hand, and casually weighed it.
This black brick probably had a terrifying reputation both abroad and in the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, but right now, this idiot before him was still full of mockery.
"Fine, fine, I won't argue with you here. I'll send you to meet God, then slaughter everyone here to proclaim the might of Divines Hall!"
Alups waved his hand, and the huge black hammer in his hand began to turn slowly, emitting a terrible aura of annihilation and destruction.
With a whoosh, Alups moved, and the moment he stepped forward, the giant black hammer in his hand had already been ferociously swung out.
With a rumble, the huge hammer smashed down toward Ye Ling, the space barely able to contain its power, and instead, the sound of it tearing through the air roared.
Ye Ling tilted his neck and gave a cold smile, looking at the large hammer smashing toward him, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and then the black brick in his hand was raised high.
"Get the hell out of my way!"
With a whoosh, he wildly smacked the black brick in his hand toward the giant black hammer without any signs of energy fluctuation, only pure strength.
Alups's eyes bulged as he watched, eager to see Ye Ling be sent flying with one strike and then die under his hammer.
When the black brick harshly slammed down on the hammer, Alups was suddenly taken aback, disbelief flooding his eyes, and then he felt an uncontrollable sensation in his arm.
With a clang, the metallic sound billowed, and Alups's eyes nearly split apart, his palm went numb, and the giant hammer almost slipped from his grasp.
Strength, terrifying strength, perhaps the strongest Alups had ever seen—he could hardly believe it and was unwilling to admit it.
The black brick actually made his body constantly tremble, and his giant hammer couldn't even shake the seemingly shabby black brick?
No, this couldn't be possible. After all, the black hammer in Alups's hand was a famously powerful pseudo Divine Artifact from the Divines Hall.
Alups, even among those in the early stage of Divine Infant, was exemplarily strong, which was why he had been gifted such a powerful weapon.
But now, in a foreign land, was his mighty weapon truly being subdued by a broken brick?
Was this exaggeration even possible? Right now, Alups wanted to swear loudly, even questioning whether the treasure in his hand had been switched for a fake.
"Bastard! You go to hell!"
With a roar, Alups gritted his teeth, and with a twist of his wrist, the black hammer that had already fallen to the ground was miraculously lifted again.
With a clanging, sparks flew as Ye Ling firmly suppressed the hammer Alups lifted, giving a cold smile as the terrifying Nine Great Golden Cores in his body fully roared to life.
With thunderous roars, like the howling sound echoing through Cangqiong, the Nine Great Golden Cores inside Ye Ling, like floodgates opened wide, could no longer suppress that terrifying power.
Whoosh, whoosh, the massive black hammer was crazily raised, and Ye Ling's eyeballs were almost torn apart by the tremendous force.
"Get down for Young Master!"
Ye Ling roared in frenzy, lifting the black brick in his hand crazily, then it hung in the air for a brief moment.
Immediately after, Ye Ling's arm swelled up dramatically, as if he had transformed, with terrifying power swirling around his arm.
Whoosh, whoosh, the black brick slammed down furiously, the horrifying strength made even Ye Ling's body seem caught in the vortex of power, whirling in the wild wind.
Clang!
Alups's eyes bulged as he watched the black hammer he struggled to lift being heavily smashed to the ground by Ye Ling's brick.
"Your life is mine!"
Ye Ling roared in anger, while Alups gritted his teeth, "You underestimate me, who lives and who dies is not yet determined!"
As he spoke, Alups's fist suddenly turned into a terrifying black hole, furiously pummeling toward Ye Ling, the space around the fist even seemed to corrode.
However, just at that moment, an ordinary fist appeared before Alups's thunderous punch, then casually grasped it.
Creak, Ye Ling directly caught Alups's momentum, his eyes were cold and fierce, powerful strength was strictly imprisoning Alups's fist in his palm.
With a slap, Alups saw a dark shadow hitting his face directly and suddenly his head buzzed, his vision filled with flashing gold.
Ye Ling held Alups's fist with one hand and, with the black brick in the other, he smacked Alups's face repeatedly, splattering blood everywhere.
Slap, slap, slap, the black brick in Ye Ling's hand was steady, accurate, and ruthless, each brick squarely hitting Alups's face.
Meanwhile, Alups kept stumbling backwards, his heart was raging with fury, yet he was powerless to do anything, even unable to fight back at all.
This black brick, as if the hardest substance in the world, every time Alups was hit with the brick, it felt like his head was slamming against a fine stone, dizzy and throbbing.
How could he even think of fighting back when even his spirit couldn't muster the slightest energy, let alone defeat Ye Ling in an instant.
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Moreover, what was most important was that this barrage of crazed smacking had almost crippled Alups, his face was now a bloody blur.
Probably after a while, even he would scream 'monster' seeing himself, not to mention others.
"Argh! Bastard! You've gone too far. Stop it, otherwise I will kill you, kill you!"
"Eastern martial artist, stop it! Otherwise, my army from Divines Hall will trample the land of Huaxia, and you won't be able to bear all the responsibility!"
Ye Ling did not care what he was saying; his black brick continued to serve him relentlessly, suddenly with a fierce strike, Alups was sent retreating a full ten meters before gradually coming to a stop.
Alups stopped, his face was a bloody mess, his body slowly swaying, ready to collapse at any moment.
His eyelids drooped, his consciousness somewhat unclear, as he struggled to lift his eyelids to see Ye Ling standing opposite.
At that moment, Ye Ling stepped forward boldly, the black brick in his hand gaining force as he viciously smacked down on Alups, like the drawn bow of a full moon.
"Lie down for Young Master, and savor your final moments!"