Under the might of Overlord Power King, all defenses in the world were nothing but illusions.
His power had already reached a profound realm—the sublimation of pure force alone.
As Overlord Power King threw his punch, the other four Evil Kings watched with idle amusement, seemingly convinced that the barrier Meng Wuya had conjured couldn't possibly withstand the ferocious assault of the Power King.
They had absolute confidence in the Power King.
But the result left them utterly dumbfounded.
Where the Power King's fist had struck, only a faint ripple stirred. The palace-like barrier enveloping Yang Kai's estate remained completely unscathed.
Quite the opposite, in fact—Overlord Power King himself was sent hurtling backward by his own rebounding force, tumbling through the air uncontrollably. He flew several hundred zhang before he barely managed to steady himself.
The four Evil Kings' eyes went wide, and every mouth hung open, none of them able to recover their wits for the moment.
They had never seen the Power King fail when he struck. This burly, seemingly rough-and-tumble Evil King ranked quite high among the six—and even the Poison King and Ghost King wouldn't care to fight him lightly.
The punch he had just thrown, though not his full strength, had still been formidable. And yet it couldn't even crack the barrier?
The Evil Kings' mood turned complicated.
Everyone inside Yang Kai's estate, meanwhile, couldn't help but let out a collective sigh of relief. Though Meng Wuya had promised their safety, no one had truly believed it until this very moment of danger.
Seeing the Power King get shut down, they couldn't help but feel a renewed confidence in Meng Wuya, and their tense nerves loosened considerably.
Overlord Power King staggered back from several hundred zhang away, shaking his head groggily. He stopped in front of Yang Kai's estate, staring blankly at the transparent palace, his face twisted in frustration.
Ghost King let out a cackling laugh: "Power King, did you not eat enough before coming here? Can't muster up any strength?"
The Poison King also sneered darkly: "Looks like the Power King's strength is only about this much."
They seemed to take great pleasure in seeing Overlord Power King suffer, wearing expressions of malicious schadenfreude.
"Shut up!" Overlord Power King's voice boomed like a great bell. "This barrier is extremely strange."
As he spoke, he cracked his fists again. He cursed and fumed, then suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and the full force of his blood and qi surged rapidly upward.
The Poison King and Ghost King stopped their mocking, their expressions growing solemn. They both knew the Power King was about to get serious.
His previous punch had probably only used fifty percent of his strength, but now the Power King was clearly preparing to unleash a full hundred percent.
A punch like that descending—anyone would have to dodge its edge.
Could he break the barrier this time? The Evil Kings quietly looked on in anticipation.
Suddenly, the Power King struck. Unlike the swift and unstoppable punch from before, this one was light and slow—so leisurely that even a three-year-old child could clearly trace the path of his fist.
But wherever the fist passed, space itself shattered apart, and heaven and earth groaned with a deep hum.
The knuckle lightly touched the palace barrier, and an unparalleled force erupted in a single explosive burst.
A ripple spread out—much larger than the one before, but that was as far as it went.
Overlord Power King screamed in agony and shot backward like an arrow released from its bow, so fast he vanished in the blink of an eye.
The Poison King, Shadow King, Beast King, and Ghost King stood frozen in disbelief.
The people inside Yang Kai's estate, however, burst into jubilant cheers from their held breath, as though they had been instantly released from a state of extreme tension—leaping with joy.
"That barrier… is no ordinary thing." The Poison King had finally gleaned some insight. He spoke in a deep voice.
"That artifact is also extraordinary." Ghost King's blazing gaze fixed on Meng Wuya in the crowd.
The Power King had gone all out and still couldn't break the barrier produced by that artifact. An artifact like this existed under heaven? He simply couldn't fathom what background this old man who produced such a treasure could possibly have. To possess such deep reserves.
Quite some time passed before Overlord Power King flew back. This time, however, there was a streak of crimson blood at the corner of his lips. The rebounding force from the barrier had been so great that even he himself could barely withstand it.
"Dammit! I refuse to believe there's a barrier in this world that I can't smash!" Overlord Power King's face was sullen as he bellowed loudly.
"Power King, give it up. This isn't something brute force can overcome," the Poison King warned.
"Shut your mouth!" Overlord Power King was visibly furious, looking as though he would never rest until the barrier was broken. He strode rapidly to the barrier's edge and began preparing once more.
"Fool." Yin Ghost King sneered with cutting sarcasm.
Among the great Evil Kings, Overlord Power King possessed supreme combat strength, but his mind was also the most stubborn. Once he set his mind on something, he had to see it through—no one could talk him out of it, except for Evil Lord Yang Bai.
The Evil Lord wasn't here. Since the Power King wanted to try again, the others stopped trying to dissuade him.
For the third strike, the Power King's expression was far more grave and solemn, as though he were confronting something of paramount importance.
The instant his fist was about to touch the barrier, countless fist shadows suddenly materialized and slammed into the barrier in a thunderous barrage.
And right at that moment, the barrier before the Power King actually split open of its own accord, revealing a gap.
The corner of Meng Wuya's mouth curved into an odd smile.
The Power King's expression turned to shock. Unable to halt his momentum in time, he stumbled forward and tumbled right through the gap into the barrier. The crack behind him swiftly sealed shut.