Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1532 - 1531: Simple Fist Technique

This kind of attack doesn’t seem lethal, but with increasing numbers, it becomes hard to fend off.

Wang Ye saw that countless black mists had surrounded him.

But the places he could attack simultaneously were no longer right in front of him.

Continuing to fight now would clearly be a disadvantage.

To secure some space for maneuver, he enveloped himself in Chaos Black Flame, forming a situation capable of both attack and defense.

In doing so, no matter how fast the black mist attacks, it has no effect whatsoever.

Finally, within a hundred-meter radius, Wang Ye had a moment to catch his breath.

He began to sit cross-legged and meditate, then flipped through the unnamed book in his hand.

After skimming through it, his eyes were filled with doubt.

"Why is it all just one fist technique?"

Wang Ye was puzzled; every page featured only the same fist technique?

He tried various methods to uncover its secrets, but still made no progress.

Seeing that continuing in this manner would yield no results, he had to resort to other means.

But as he was about to switch tactics for defense, he accidentally discovered that by using the fist technique from the book, the black mists became immobilized.

All those hit shared a very apparent feature, as if they had been petrified.

Turning these black mists to stone was quite a shock to Wang Ye.

He had another idea. Since this could petrify living black mist, the fist technique must be extraordinary.

Then he continued practicing the nameless book’s technique, relentlessly attacking the surroundings.

Each time he would only find a seemingly unchanged fist technique, turning into shadowy afterimages of fists.

Though still troublesome, barely defending against various black mist attacks, it managed to unleash impressive control.

"Roar!"

The immobilized black mist started to howl in frustration.

They began to corporealize, gradually turning to void and finally dissipating.

Soon, as successive black mists vanished, Wang Ye claimed some treasure he deserved.

He saw the ground littered with more and more items after the mists disappeared. With a wave of his right hand, he collected them all.

But at that moment, more mists began to merge with one another.

These entities seemed to gain a sense of intelligence, realizing they couldn’t tackle Wang Ye alone and choosing to team up.

This alliance made them appear as though fusing into one entity.

What seemed chaotic and disorganized mists now became a unified body, better supported.

Wang Ye took this moment to carefully peruse the nameless book again.

Surprisingly, he still felt nothing.

Each page of the book contained the same fist technique, with its true nature remaining a mystery.

Such a book must hide some mysteries within.

To uncover these secrets, Wang Ye quickly skimmed from the first to the last page.

This time, he finally discovered something new.

Though the illustrations of the fist technique were the same on each page, there was a fundamental transformation.

The secret lies within the mysterious aura on the pages.

Without focusing, it’s impossible to comprehend the nameless book’s intent.

Wang Ye lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes, and used his untainted mind to sense the mystery within. Just then, a mass of black mist formed in front of him, as large as ten mountains.

The entity seemed eager to make a move against Wang Ye, attempting to kill him with a single strike.

"Roar!"

The black mist roared like a beast, unleashing an incomprehensible onslaught.

It intended to engulf Wang Ye in one breath.

At this moment, Wang Ye’s body underwent a transformation.

Flames adhered to his skin, resembling the radiant light of the sun, creating the illusion that Wang Ye was burning his lifespan.

This illusion made the black mist grow frenzied.

It grew excited at the sight of burning lives, causing the power of the humongous black mist creature to surge tenfold.

With this tenfold power, a single punch could destroy everything within a million meters.

Suddenly, a black mist cascaded down from the sky like a waterfall.

This descent carried an unyielding intent to hunt, directly targeting Wang Ye.

Instantly, shattered stones and loose soil flew amidst the chaos.

The air filled with dust swirling relentlessly.

In such a situation, if one understood the black mist’s actions, it was clear they intended to suppress Wang Ye.

Instead of attacking him directly, it dispersed its full power onto the ground.

This careless move left an opening for imminent counterattack.

At this moment, a careful observer would see a red force swelling in Wang Ye’s right hand, compressed by his focus, and infused into his fist.

After repeating this process over ten times, the surrounding environment was already influenced.

His fist seemed to stir a raging storm, causing debris and soil to whirl around him, showing signs of cohesion.

This moment, the timing is perfect!

"Roar!"

The black mist giant attempted a second humiliating attack on Wang Ye.

Unfortunately, it had already missed the best opportunity.

Wang Ye’s right hand gathered a stronger power, unleashing forces even he couldn’t fully comprehend.

This power was akin to a millennium-dormant volcano finally erupting after accumulation.

"Get lost!"

Wang Ye shouted dominantly.

Suddenly, his body sank as his right hand began gathering strength.

Just as the black mist was about to attack full force, a more powerful punch was launched again.

His right hand coiled and surged with power, suddenly striking forward.

At this moment, the unleashed power defied description.

Zhang’s punch, akin to an apocalyptic blast, shook the entire Ancient Secret Realm, threatening its collapse.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Miss Fairy, formerly gleeful, suddenly turned pale.

She glanced back at Wang Ye’s battle site, her eyes filled with uncontrollable terror.

Even she, an ancient being, felt an innate fear towards this fist technique, shivering all over.

Before Miss Fairy could brace herself, a soaring killing intent pierced the black mist giant, obliterating everything around into void.

Countless fragments of stone tumbled through the air like feathers, gently falling.

At this moment, Wang Ye’s form seemed frozen in that berserk instant, daring no one to gaze directly at him.

Just because this punch alone was enough to destroy the world.

Seeing this, Miss Fairy covered her mouth with her right hand, her already bruised and decayed body frantically seeking escape, turning to flee.