This strike had no fancy techniques, just speed and weight.

Even though Elder Lin had a layer of True Qi protection and was wearing soft armor, his chest was still split open by the swift and heavy blow, revealing bone-deep wounds.

However, Elder Lin was indeed a high-level cultivator of Yunjing Palace. Despite the severe injury, he endured the excruciating pain and mustered all his strength to strike at Xu Taiping.

“Boom!” The desperate strike was powerful, but Xu Taiping had no intention of prolonging the fight. After one slash, he immediately popped a Qi Boosting Pill into his mouth and, using the cover of the thick fog, launched another attack on a different elder.

The last-ditch counterattack of a high-level cultivator was terrifying.

“Elder Sun, beware of his clones!”

“Bang!”

Realizing this, Elder Lin immediately shouted a warning to Elder Sun, but as soon as he spoke, he heard the dull sound of a fist striking.

Following that, the sound of pounding continued, like rolling thunder.

Elder Lin, struggling to control his injuries, used his divine sense to probe and was shocked by what he sensed.

He detected that the Qingxuan Sect disciple attacking Elder Sun with his fists not only blocked Elder Sun’s counterattacks but also enhanced the power of his punches with successive layers of intent, increasing their force.

“Boom!”

At that moment, a fierce wind suddenly swept through, clearing the thick fog in the courtyard.

With the fog dispersed, Elder Lin saw the young palace master standing in the courtyard center with a plantain fan, and Elder Sun was being cornered by the Qingxuan Sect youth’s fists.

Moreover, the youth’s punches had reached a terrifying level, making Elder Lin’s mind race with a thought—could this even be considered martial arts?

“Elder Lin, control all the Corpse Ghosts and encircle that brat first!”

The young palace master of Yunjing Palace suddenly shouted, then swung the plantain fan forcefully toward Xu Taiping.

“Boom!”

A fierce gust of True Qi wind shot out from the fan, like an invisible giant hand, slamming down on Xu Taiping.

However, Xu Taiping’s fist only paused slightly before he punched through the incoming gust of wind and struck Elder Sun again.

“Bang!”

With a loud crash, Xu Taiping’s punch shattered Elder Sun’s protective True Qi and landed heavily on his body.

Elder Sun, confident in his soft armor, thought it could at least block Xu Taiping’s punch. But to his surprise, Xu Taiping’s force penetrated the armor, impacting his muscles, bones, and even internal organs.

“Ugh!”

Elder Sun’s face turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body exploding in a mist of blood.

Yet Xu Taiping’s punches did not stop. In fact, after that punch, they reached a level that made Elder Sun shudder.

Yes, this was the final punch of Xu Taiping’s Charging Bull Formation, the one hundred and eighth punch.

Not only did Elder Sun sense it, but so did the young palace master and Elder Lin.

“You dare!”

Elder Lin roared in fury, sacrificing his own blood essence to mobilize all nearby Corpse Ghosts, sending them rushing toward Xu Taiping at high speed.

Meanwhile, the young palace master Jing Hao raised the plantain fan with both hands and swung it down forcefully at Xu Taiping.

With a thunderous roar, a gust of wind descended like a waterfall from the heavens, crashing heavily onto Xu Taiping.

But Xu Taiping didn’t even blink. As he threw his punch, he activated the power of the Cang Luan Ring, forming a wind wall around him.

He knew very well that after his opponents saw through his punches, he wouldn’t have another chance to unleash all one hundred and eight punches.

He also believed that someone would help him block the attack from above and the surrounding Corpse Ghosts.

With that, Xu Taiping focused entirely on delivering the one hundred and eighth punch, smashing it heavily into Elder Sun’s chest.

The accumulated force of one hundred and eight punches, along with all his strength, converged into this single punch.

“Bang!”

After a dull impact, Elder Sun’s clothes were torn apart, his body exploding in a mist of blood, and he was sent flying like an arrow.

Before he hit the ground, his flesh and bones disintegrated, scattering in all directions.

“You brat!”

Elder Lin’s eyes bulged with rage as he roared again.

The Corpse Ghosts that had reached Xu Taiping also roared and lunged at him.

At the same time, the waterfall-like gust of wind descended heavily from above.

If Xu Taiping took these two hits head-on, he would be gravely injured if not killed.

“Clang!…”

At this critical moment, a sword’s hum suddenly rang out.

A massive sword shadow swept over Xu Taiping’s head, dispersing the gust of wind with a “boom,” then shattered into countless sharp sword energies, raining down on the charging Corpse Ghosts.

Xu Taiping turned to see Lin Buyu floating in mid-air, wielding a long sword and activating a formation.

“I bet right.”

He let out a long breath.

The reason he could punch without restraint was that he believed Lin Buyu would clear the threats around him once she entered the formation.

“Qingxuan Sect, mark my words, I, Jing Hao, will avenge this day!”

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Jing Hao grabbed Elder Lin and, with a swing of the plantain fan, flew away with a “whoosh.”

“Taiping, don’t chase.”

Xu Taiping was about to give chase when Xu Ziyan called out to him from behind.

“Being able to fly in these ruins, that plantain fan is likely an immortal treasure. If Jing Hao makes a desperate counterattack, it could be dangerous for you.”

Xu Ziyan landed beside Xu Taiping.

“What if he spreads the word and Yunjing Palace seeks revenge?”

Xu Taiping asked.

“Don’t underestimate our Qingxuan Sect.”

Xu Ziyan smiled nonchalantly.

“Besides, we have a more urgent matter to attend to now.”

She frowned.

“A more urgent matter?”

Xu Taiping was puzzled.

Now that the Yunjing Palace people had been driven away, and there was no immediate threat in the Rain Dew Courtyard, he couldn’t think of anything more urgent.

“During our fight with Yunjing Palace, the Dragon’s Teeth Fruits we picked were snatched by a Hairy Zombie transformed from a female corpse in the garden.”

Xu Ziyan frowned.