Chapter 412: Brutal Execution of Kim Eun-jung, Cruel Finale of the Rising Dragon Fist

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......His voice awakened the others. There was no Chaotic-Eyed Sin Dragon—only something far more terrifying than any dragon. That was Lu Ding, who had already reached Earth Observation!!! A battlefield is never one person's solo performance—everyone has their moment to shine. Whether enemy or ally. But... All things have their hierarchy of strength. How can the glow of rotting grass compare to the radiant moon at heaven's heart!? His entrance would inevitably draw all eyes. Just as everyone expected Lu Ding to either hurl insults or declare vengeance for Yan Feifan and Bai Hemen... Even Kim Eun-jong was mentally preparing to endure Lu Ding's humiliation. There was no helping it. He was too strong. Even before breaking through to Earth Observation, Lu Ding had been terrifying. Now, freshly advanced, Kim Eun-jong—at the ninth level of Earth Observation—stood no chance against him. At this moment... Kim wanted to use Lu Ding's speech as cover to signal the Hidden One-Eyed Five lurking on the battlefield. Unfortunately, Lu Ding was never one for pointless chatter. Whatever needed saying... Could be said slowly... at the enemy's grave... AFTER beating them to death!! "One—" Kim Eun-jong's command was interrupted by a sudden draconic roar. "ROAR!!!" Lu Ding's strike came with fingers now sheathed in rippling dragon scales. The vicious imagery shattered the peaceful blue skies. Time seemed to slow. As Lu Ding's fingertip approached—before even touching Kim—the sheer pressure alone shredded his chest garments. Exposing flesh that immediately cratered inward. Then exploded! Bloody chunks of meat went flying. Lu Ding's hand plunged in to seize the still-beating heart, punching clean through Kim's torso. Entry through the chest—exit through the back. The heart-clutching fist smashed into the face of the ninth-level Si Ming cultivator behind Kim. With terrifying force... The face caved inward. As bones shattered... Lu Ding forcibly stuffed Kim's extracted heart into the mouth of this ninth-level Si Ming Qi Refiner named Yin Man. CRACK!!! A bulge erupted from the back of his skull. Bone fragments pierced through skin. Red and white matter oozed from the wound. Ninth-level Si Ming—instant death!!! A grotesque, violent, blood-soaked tableau formed by three figures: Lu Ding at the forefront, punching through Kim Eun-jong in the middle, extracting his heart before smashing it into the ninth-level Si Ming's face—collapsing the skull and pulping the brain!!! Thump... The heart in the dead Si Ming's mouth twitched once. In this moment, the scene achieved artistic sublimation. The visual impact struck straight to the soul. Drip... drip... Blood fell upon churned seawater, adding crimson accents. Kim Eun-jong stared incredulously at his ruined chest cavity. He wasn't stupid. But Lu Ding never fought how others expected. Now... Kim's life rapidly drained away. When the body reaches its limit, the will delivers one final aria! For normal people—an adrenaline surge! For Qi Refiners—a potential explosive awakening!!! Kim's face flushed red as his aura expanded, gradually pushing against Lu Ding's oppressive presence. However... Lu Ding wasn't about to stand around watching someone power up. "Awakening? You're only fit to be bastard spawn!" His first words since arriving. Withdrawing his arm... As the fist retreated back through Kim's perforated abdomen... Lu Ding twisted into an uppercut—the Cruel Finale. Punching upward through the torso, terrifying force turned his entire arm into a weapon of pure destruction. Kim's body disintegrated section by section until... His neck exploded. The spherical head was obliterated by the dragon-roaring fist ascending from below. Truly a brutal spectacle. High above in the clouds... Several of Wei Gao's Heavenly Perception operatives coldly observed. Intervene? Impossible. Attacking Great Han's forces below would fundamentally change the conflict's nature. Their mission: maintain presence, prevent Lu Ding—marked for death by One-Eyed Five—from being rescued by Great Han's Heavenly Perception operatives when near death. Only then... Could they justifiably intervene. Let the city gates burn to catch a few fish—with plausible deniability afterward. Unfortunately... That scenario wouldn't materialize. They'd lose both wife and dowry instead. Before all witnesses, Kim Eun-jong died horribly... When the commander falls, morale naturally collapses. With no one left to oppose elite fighters, Lu Ding would slaughter them like grass. Panic spread through enemy ranks like wildfire... Lu Ding swept his gaze across them: "Enjoying your revelry?" His voice carried across the battlefield. Yan Feifan immediately shouted: "If Brother Lu joins, none of us get kills!!!" A brutally honest translation. Combined with Lu Ding's display... It injected our Qi Refiners with combat stimulants. "KILL!!!" "When Tai Sui strikes, everything gets shattered!!!" "Hahahaha damn, never thought I'd get to steal kills under the Grand Guardian's watch—here I come motherfuckers!!!" The already-ferocious unorthodox Qi Refiners became utterly terrifying. Wei Gao's cultivators... No longer had the nerve to challenge our forces. Morale shattered, their defeat became an unstoppable avalanche. Bai Hemen glanced at Lu Ding. Their eyes met. Yan Feifan joked: "Check out Xiao Bai's new white hair—so edgy. Even did a mid-battle breakthrough like some protagonist." Lu Ding's battle-serious expression instantly cracked into a smile. "Then what does that make me? The villain who recruited the protagonist? Keh keh keh..." Yan Feifan pitched his voice higher: "As the villain's lackey, I gotta laugh like this—heh heh heh..." Mid-laugh, he touched his throbbing head. Bad move. His fingers found... A fist-sized lump protruding outward. From headbutting that Si Ming's avatar earlier. Now... Bai Hemen laughed with his trademark stiff grin. Even dropping some wordplay: "Heh. A 'prominent horn.'" Lu Ding: "Hahahaha... who taught you to use idioms like that?" Turning it into an adjective. Yan Feifan rubbed his lump: "Gotta admit, it does look like a horn..." Then he remembered something, whispering: "Brother Lu, HQ said to check your encrypted single-line message." Lu Ding pulled out his phone. He'd been too busy killing to notice earlier. The message made his eyes narrow: [Lu Ding, Wei Gao plans Heavenly Perception intervention against you. Stay safe but know we've got your back. Remember—act natural.] "Heavenly Perception? That stored blade technique was meant for them."

Chapter 412: Brutal Execution of Kim Eun-jung, Cruel Finale of the Rising Dragon Fist

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