Chapter 1792: Hurricane Kick

Xu Yang was not only a man of great wisdom; he also possessed extraordinary cunning when it came to subtle schemes. Having clearly discerned the most hidden secret of the person before him, he knew there would be many ways to punish them.

Xu Yang lightly brushed his sideburns, a half-smile playing on his lips as he spoke, "For top-tier assassin-warriors like yourselves, who serve the Heavenly Sect, physical pain means nothing. To truly punish you, one must employ unconventional ideas. Taking an unexpected approach often yields unique results."

Xu Yang suddenly revealed a cunning smile. Simultaneously, he sent a soul transmission to the Dragon Vein Totem sealed within his body. Upon receiving its master's summons, the Dragon Vein Totem's expression turned awkward after hearing Xu Yang's peculiar idea.

"Damn it? Boss, are you sure you want to use this method to punish this guy who isn't even afraid of death?"

As the Dragon Vein Totem's voice echoed in his mind, Xu Yang couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry," Xu Yang said. "No matter how strong she is, she's still a girl. People like her possess an inner strength probably tougher than that of ordinary men, but girls still have certain inherent weaknesses. Just follow my instructions, and you'll see the effect soon enough."

The Dragon Vein Totem was somewhat skeptical of Xu Yang's judgment, but driven by absolute loyalty to its master, it still followed Xu Yang's instructions and temporarily produced a lump of excrement.

It was well-known that an ancestral dragon of the Dragon Vein Totem's caliber did not need such a cumbersome method to expel waste from its body. Had it not been for its master's request this time, the old dragon probably hadn't performed such an act in hundreds of thousands of years.

Soon, a mysterious, greyish-brown, foul-smelling object floated before Xu Yang.

After understanding its master's intention, the Dragon Vein Totem seemed to have added some very special ingredients to its "gift." As a result, when the object first appeared, no living creature within a ten-mile radius was spared; all were tormented by the stench, becoming dizzy and disoriented.

Xu Yang, however, went even further, directly pushing this incredibly "precious" dragon excrement towards the female martial artist of the Heavenly Sect's Fusion Dao realm.

Of course, if you thought this was the extent of Xu Yang's punishment, you would be greatly mistaken. Xu Yang had also specially woven a unique law, making the woman's five senses and spiritual perception hundreds of times more sensitive.

As a result, the mysterious female martial artist's already enhanced sense of smell was instantly overwhelmed by the dragon excrement, making her dizzy. Cold sweat poured down her face; she no longer looked like a dignified, legendary Grandmaster-level warrior of the Fusion Dao realm.

Indeed, the woman seemed utterly repulsed and instinctively closed her eyes. Her furrowed brows made Xu Yang burst into laughter.

"How about it, Grandmaster of the Fusion Dao realm?"

The woman instinctively clenched her fists. She likely had countless thoughts of tearing Xu Yang to pieces, but helplessly, she was now merely meat on Xu Yang's chopping block.

"Do you have many thoughts of revenge against me right now? And what I believe confuses you more is your judgment of my strength level. However, none of that matters anymore. Enjoy this most extraordinary experience of your life."

After speaking, Xu Yang seemed to continue using special methods to make the foul odor from the dragon excrement persist and intensify. It had to be said that the endurance and powerful mental fortitude possessed by this Grandmaster-level female martial artist of the Fusion Dao realm were truly incomparable to ordinary people.

Even though she was now enduring extreme discomfort, she still didn't utter a single word of protest. This quality alone was enough to earn Xu Yang's respect.

"It's still the same offer: as long as you're willing to tell me the secrets of the Heavenly Sect, all this suffering will instantly vanish, and I will also give you a great gift and fulfill one request that is within my power."

However, the female martial artist of the Fusion Dao realm suddenly spoke.

"My only request is to tear you into a thousand pieces. Unless you kill me, this thought will follow me for all eternity, relentlessly. You had better end my life immediately, or you will have serious trouble in the future."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang showed no signs of panic. Instead, he was filled with anticipation. He directly waved his hand, shattering the lump of dragon excrement before them.

What happened next was quite a sight: the shattered dragon excrement transformed into countless scattered fragments, all of which landed on the female martial artist of the Fusion Dao realm.

A dignified Grandmaster-level assassin-warrior of the Fusion Dao realm, a position that made her an absolute top-tier figure even within the Heavenly Sect, she completely lost face at Xu Yang's hands this time, drenched from head to toe in dragon excrement.

"Hahaha. Excellent," Xu Yang chuckled. "I look forward to seeing you when you come for revenge next time. Since you're so confident, how could I easily miss out on such a rare opponent? I hope you can bring me some different surprises when you come to kill me next time, and I will definitely prepare more entertaining content for you."

After Xu Yang finished speaking, his feet began to move. The martial arts aura and power essence he gathered at that moment were all from a technique he had learned a while ago from a very ordinary martial arts classic in the Xuanhuang Sect, named "Hurricane Kick."

The most powerful aspect of this martial arts skill was not its explosive power, but its ability to coalesce silently. Given Xu Yang's formidable cultivation foundation, when he executed this martial arts technique, combined with the enhancement from his exclusive primeval power cultivation method, the martial arts power was gathered almost instantly.

The moment he raised his right leg, an invisible storm of wind, like a hurricane, instantly locked onto the powerful female martial artist in the mid-Fusion Dao realm. With a single kick, he sent her flying thousands of meters away, completely out of sight.

Undoubtedly, the force of this kick couldn't possibly injure the opponent, but its psychological impact was no less severe than drenching her in dragon excrement.

Satisfied, Xu Yang clapped his hands. When he turned around, he noticed that the white-robed "living fossil" elder had already completed clearing the localized battlefields in other directions.

However, the elder himself was panting, indicating that his meridians had sustained some damage.