Transformation Diagram: Starting as a Skinny Dog-Chapter 499 - 324: Submission

Whoosh!

The Purple Gold Elder made his move, his palm turned to a purple-gold hue, the very reason for his nickname.

As the palm struck forward, the air was warped by the Purple Gold Elder’s Heart-pushing Divine Palm, emitting a continuous buzzing sound.

This was the set of skills he relied on years ago to gain fame in the Black Path for thirty years—Heart-pushing Divine Palm. Once executed, the Force Power could penetrate the body, specifically targeting the opponent’s Gang Qi, resulting in a heart-shattering effect if it hit.

Clearly, he wasn’t holding back now, nor did he see this move as a mere challenge or contest, but rather a chance to take Chen Ku’s life.

"Purple Gold..." Amidst their attacks, the others noticed the Purple Gold Elder’s aggression, revealing a murderous intent that startled them slightly.

[With the presence of the Purple Gold Elder, intent on harming the master...]

No need for the Transformation Diagram to remind him again, as Chen Ku himself could feel the venomous killing intent within the Purple Gold Elder’s palm strike. Ever since he first arrived at Qiu Dragon Mansion and was plotted against by figures uniting with people from Liang Mountain, Chen Ku never forgot these causes and effects.

This time, he was taking the opportunity to claim the life of this old villain.

Woosh!

The Protective Gang Qi of the Purple Gold Elder had already arrived in front of Chen Ku, causing his clothes to flutter under its oppressive force, the palm wind directly drilling into Chen Ku’s chest like an electric drill.

The Purple Gold Elder watched as his palm appeared about to strike, and at that instant, he involuntarily smirked.

He had still overestimated this kid; if this strike could end Chen Ku’s life, then his position as the acknowledged candidate for President would naturally fall to him, the hundred-year-old man.

Unexpectedly, a light voice suddenly exploded beside his ear, causing the Purple Gold Elder to be momentarily disoriented.

"Too slow!"

Two simple words, spoken without any raised tone, yet exploded in the mind for an instant. Returning to his senses, he found that Chen Ku was no longer beneath his palm wind.

Instead, the figure of the young man had somehow appeared by his side.

His aging eyes followed Chen Ku’s figure with a slight movement, then he felt a handprint directly covering his old face.

It was as though Chen Ku had instantly dodged his palm wind, stepped forward, and delivered a slap.

"No!"

At that moment, the Purple Gold Elder clearly felt the terrifying Divine Power contained within Chen Ku’s slap, filled with Gang Qi, mighty force, True Qi, and vaguely some surge from deeply opened gates.

Only a bloody ’death’ word echoed in his heart.

In a daze, he saw Chen Ku as if he were a Giant God, delivering a mighty slap.

Bang!

The Purple Gold Elder spun three times in place, his body like a scarecrow caught in a whirlwind, rapidly flying out, crashing heavily to the ground, coughing up blood violently.

His proud Seventh Realm Outer Firmament Gang Qi couldn’t cover his mind at all, being breached by Chen Ku, whose Force Power drilled into his brain and destroyed the Purple Gold Elder’s neural system.

"Godfather!" Following the Purple Gold Elder’s move was Li Tiansheng, who watched helplessly as his hundred-year-old godfather, second strongest in the Black Path next to Grandmaster Qin Yuxian, was struck half dead by Chen Ku with a single slap.

Utterly shocked.

Because, even when Qin Yuxian fought him godfather years ago, he wasn’t this formidable, defeating the Purple Gold Elder with a single blow.

How could Li Tiansheng have known...

Since Chen Ku dared to speak out, asking everyone to come at him, it was because he had already maximized his stance and aura through the combination of the Transformation Diagram and his own potential.

On this day of the Martial Arts Conference, two refining shapes in the Transformation Diagram had been completed.

Er Lang and Champion Marquis had become one, causing a slight change in appearance, making Chen Ku unrecognizable as Champion Marquis when transformed.

The refining shape of Four Unlikes and Six-Eared Macaque formed a new transformation mainly in the form of Six-Eared Macaque. Since Six-Eared Macaque is Sixth Realm Supreme Quality, this refining shape not only inherited all of the Four Unlikes’ abilities but also doubled the ’Listening range’ of the Six-Eared Macaque, capable of listening across two thousand miles.

Nine Transformation Diagrams displaying the new Champion Marquis, Six-Eared Macaque, Kong Xin, Yang Xi, Cheng Qingshan, Zhang Yulin, and Seven Realm transformations including Loose Cultivator.

The remaining two diagrams were Seventh Realm Fire Beak Pot and Flood Dragon Transformation.

With this stacking, solely with Seventh Realm cultivation, Chen Ku was blessed with a dual amplification of transformation and incarnation, pressing seven Seventh Realm masters’ power onto himself.

And that is not all...

He’s simultaneously activated two gates within the Eight Gates Escaping Armor, enhancing his battle power further.

Chen Ku now stands stronger than when he faced Yang Xi, his strength elevated, capable of defeating an Eighth Realm expert cleansing marrow for the fourth time.

A casual strike is not something any Seventh Realm peak experts can withstand.

A single slap almost took the life of the Purple Gold Elder.

Next was Li Tiansheng.

In the face of Chen Ku’s current power, Li Tiansheng’s speed was like a snail’s. Chen Ku merely activated the Golden Light Technique within the Huntian Overlord Body, basking in golden light with dual Divine Weapon defenses.

A reach easily seizing Li Tiansheng’s Heart-pushing Divine Palm wrist.

Boom!

A sudden tug.

Rip!

The terrifying strength tore apart Li Tiansheng’s Protective Gang Qi.

"Ah!" screamed he.

Li Tiansheng’s arm was yanked clean off.

His vision darkened without any further reaction.

Whoosh!

Chen Ku’s wrist adorned with a Black Gold Ring snapped straight.

Grasping the Willful Weapon with five fingers.

A casual wave.

Boom!

A hundred thousand eight hundred jins rod struck Li Tiansheng’s chest, blasting it open, like a cannonball, smashing against the five following Sect Leaders aiming for Chen Ku.

Those five had no time to react.

Chen Ku moved too swiftly for them, slow as snails, their martial arts initially targeted Chen Ku forward, only to have Li Tiansheng sweep them aside by Chen Ku’s rod.

Splat! Clang! Boom...

Not only their attacks all landed on Li Tiansheng, but also the impact of Li Tiansheng crashing through them threw them out like five scarecrows.

After sweeping Li Tiansheng away with a single rod, hurling five out.

Chen Ku’s pupils swiftly darting, witnessing attacks from over ten directions aimed at his throat, abdomen, thighs, from the leaders of over ten Martial Associations.

At this moment, grasping Willful Weapon on both hands, standing in place, spinning left and right, creating a wheel-like flourish!

Clang clang, clang clang!!!

The sound of clashing metal, swords clanging, echoing as if bells rung from the rod end in Chen Ku’s grasp.

"Ahh ahh!" "Ah..."

"What a heavy stick!"

"My hand!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone hit by Chen Ku’s stick, struck or shocked by it, only felt their arms go numb, their weapons dropping, as they were torn and flung away like being caught in a whirlwind.

Just in an instant.

Everyone on the outskirts was dumbfounded.

They saw nothing, only that the centenarian of the Hongwu Meeting, along with various sect leaders, simultaneously attacked that young man.

The young man was shrouded in a golden light, swiftly darting towards the group of sect leaders.

In a flash...

The Purple Gold Elder was flung away, Li Tiansheng with his dragon head was shaken off, and five sect leaders were thrown out...

The next moment.

A stick seemed to emerge.

In an instant, the attacks of more than a dozen sect leaders were blocked.

Bang bang bang bang!

Immediately afterwards, they were all sent flying.

"Hiss!"

"Terrifying beyond measure!"

"Instantly defeating half of the Martial Association’s sect leaders!"

"Is that young man even human?"

"Is he some kind of born Divine Body? King Body?"

In the distance.

Zhao Shenyang and a few others were flushed with excitement, almost ready to roar:

"This strength! This strength!"

They were deeply shaken by Chen Ku’s stunning, tyrannical crushing of thirty sect leaders.

"Our Qiu Dragon Mansion has produced an unparalleled figure!"

No further words were needed.

Based on Chen Ku’s current performance alone, he is undoubtedly the strongest in the history of Qiu Dragon Mansion in one hundred and fifty years.

"What?"

"Impossible?"

Meanwhile, the other dozen or so sect leaders at the center of the battle felt the force of Chen Ku’s sweeping stick, their pupils moving rapidly as they watched fellow sect leaders flying like broken sacks, shouting in their hearts:

"Is such a thing possible?"

Each sect leader, at least at the Sixth Realm great achievement level, had cultivated Array Veins, and when the great array was activated, each one was a super master.

Yet, they were suppressed like mowing grass by Chen Ku.

Manager Yuan and Lei Yunbao stood on the field in a daze, mindless.

Their eyes unconsciously watched the people continuously flying away from in front of Chen Ku, as well as the seemingly dead Purple Gold Elder and Li Tiansheng, suddenly feeling their own headaches disappear.

Compared to...

The thirty-six Martial Association sect leaders flying like raindrops at the moment, their own performance just now didn’t seem all that disgraceful.

Everyone in Qiu Dragon Mansion witnessed this shocking scene.

Chen Ku alone crushed all the sect leaders, defeating veteran masters one by one, sweeping through the Martial Arts Conference without a rival at just eighteen years of age.

Just in the time it takes to have a cup of tea.

On the field, only one sect leader remained standing.

His eyes filled with terror as he looked at the delicate young man, feeling as if gazing upon a demonic deity.

Listening to the cries of suffering from the surrounding sect leaders, most of whom either had broken arms or legs, while they weren’t fatal injuries, Chen Ku’s force was overwhelmingly brutal, bringing violent pain.

"Just one last one."

Chen Ku gently raised his hand, preparing to unleash the Thousand One Divine Skill to finish off.

In an instant, the Palm Seal transformed hundreds of times, eventually coalescing into a Palm Seal an acre in size above the entire square, as if a Heavenly God delivered a palm from beyond the heavens, covering not only the square but also making the martial artists of Qiu Dragon Mansion look up in horror as if witnessing the hand of the heavens.

Ming Chunqiu and Fu Baicao, who hadn’t taken the stage, looked pale as they stared at the Palm Seal descending on them:

"Is this possible for someone at the peak of the Sixth Realm? Even the Seventh Realm couldn’t deliver such a palm; is it nearing the peak of the Eighth Realm?"

A battle strength at the peak of the Eighth Realm was completely an overwhelming force in Qiu Dragon Mansion.

"I surrender!!"

And as the massive Palm Seal descended, the only sect leader still standing trembled with his lips shaking, eyes filled with fear, shouting with all his might:

"I surrender!"

He just sought to challenge Chen Ku, never intending to lose his life.

If that Palm Seal hit, even an acre of land might be overturned, and he... probably wouldn’t even have an intact corpse.

Upon hearing the words "surrender."

Chen Ku’s lips curled into a smile.

Yet he did not retract the Palm Seal, continuing to press it down:

"The other Martial Associations? Still refuse to submit?"

With this, the pressure of the Palm Seal came down, as if a piece of heaven was collapsing upon them, the airflow impacting the ground, stirring up an acre of dust.

Those sect leaders beaten down dared not play dead any longer, all expressing fear and reverence:

"We submit!"

"We submit!"

"We all submit!"

"Please, President, withdraw the Mystical Skill!"

"We have no objections to you becoming the President! We’re convinced!"

All of them were thoroughly subdued.

The Twelve Guardians stood at a distance, looking at the sect leaders on the field shouting "submit" one after another.

They looked on with complex expressions at the tall, handsome, and refined young man who had truly single-handedly triumphed over the Thirty-Six Martial Association.

This was something even Qin Yuxian had never achieved.