Chapter 428: Who can defeat me?

Su Yanyang's heart pounded with excitement, as if it would explode, the moment he saw the Nectar God's announcement. "Nectar Coins are going to rise!" he thought. "They're going to skyrocket!"

He quickly logged onto the platform, intending to buy as much as possible. However, despite repeatedly increasing his bids, he couldn't purchase a single Nectar Coin and could only watch helplessly as their value steadily climbed.

By the time he finally managed to acquire a small amount, the Yellow Turban Warriors had already breached half of Su Yanyang's underground tomb.

He immediately and frantically rallied his grand formation, combining its power with that of the Small Trinity to forcefully resist the incoming enemies.

"Damn it!" Su Yanyang felt a sharp pang of heartache, thinking about the money he had lost by selling his Nectar Coins prematurely.

"Who is spreading these false rumors?" he wondered. "And why now, during the military exam? Is someone targeting the military certification?"

Meanwhile, in another examination area, as Nectar Coins surged once more, the soul cultivators under Ping Han's command erupted in cheers, and their magic artifact offensive intensified. Ping Han's own expression, however, grew only calmer and more profound.

At this moment, he channeled his magic power and accessed the Spirit Realm Network, instantly mortgaging another portion of his Nectar Coins. His magic artifact membership then upgraded again, the soul cultivators' computation pool resources increased further, and his Dharma-body rapidly downloaded one Level 20 cultivation technique after another from the Spirit Realm.

As the Nectar Coin's value shifted, Ping Han leveraged this cosmic trend, and his strength surged once more. He directly confronted the continuous assault of the Yellow Turban Warriors, one palm seemingly propping up the sky, the other pressing down on the earth. With a thunderous roar, his internal magic power erupted like molten lava from the Earth's core.

"Two years!" he roared in his heart. "Does anyone know what I've been through in these two years? I've witnessed the rise and fall of tides, navigated the volatile sea of coins, and faced bankruptcy nine times without losing heart! Finally, I've forged an indomitable Dao heart, unmoved even if the sky falls, acquired discerning eyes that perceive the great trends of heaven and earth, and mastered this world-shaking power."

"Now, a single thought from a Soul Transformation God-Lord has triggered a cosmic tremor!" he continued. "But this tremor didn't harm me; instead, it served my purpose, elevating me to a higher level! In today's military certification exam, who can defeat me? Who is worthy of defeating me?"

With Ping Han's roar, rows of Yellow Turban Warriors were utterly shattered.

On the flying boat, in the eyes of the many judges and guests, it seemed as if massive waves of spirit coins, imbued with formidable immortal power, were surging through the heavens and earth. These waves continuously descended, drawn by Ping Han's shifting palm seals and tearing magic power, pouring into his body and sweeping in all directions at his command.

True Monarch Qiyun watched Ping Han's performance, his eyes filled with even deeper admiration. "His combat power has broken through again!" he exclaimed. "This young man truly appears to be a 'coin-flipping' genius, with the potential to advance even further on the immortal path!"

Beside him, True Monarch Tianxiang was also visibly impressed. "He faced the volatile currents of battle head-on," he remarked, "not collapsing under the pressure, but instead harnessing the immense power to unleash even greater combat ability. This Ping Han is truly a talent!"

Fifth-Rank Proper Deity Geng Chenyi commented, "He overpowers all opposition. With Ping Han's current combat power, he is simply unmatched in this arena!"

Meanwhile, Director Gao, observing the scene, couldn't help but wonder: "Did I misjudge Ping Han? After two years of tempering, he's no longer impulsive. Has his Dao heart truly become unaffected by market fluctuations?"

Simultaneously, the Yellow Turban Warriors' offensive grew increasingly fierce and powerful, quickly ushering in their most brutal and dominant wave. Massive Yellow Turban Warriors, like towering giants, charged forward.

Some of these Yellow Turban Warriors stood 10 meters tall, clad in armor like mobile hills. Others were slender, wreathed in gales, and shot forward at several times the speed of sound. Still others crawled on all fours like beasts, their bodies covered in high-frequency vibrating magnetic weapons. And some carried iron-armored divine thunder, spitting out wind-fire tornadoes. These powerful Yellow Turban Warriors, much like individual Foundation Establishment experts, encircled and attacked the formation's core, subtly forming coordinated intelligent formations.

The examinees observing this scene vaguely realized something: these Yellow Turban Warriors were no longer simple puppets, but a true legion—a Yellow Turban Legion!

Facing this wave, Su Yanyang, who had already been significantly impacted, suffered continuous setbacks. His underground palace was ripped open piece by piece, his spiritual energy pathways were severed, and the core of his formation was repeatedly struck by divine thunder.

Su Yanyang, looking at the dwindling five minutes, gritted his teeth and declared, "Hold on! I can last until the very end!"

Meanwhile, facing this strongest wave of attack, Xiao Yunji also ceased holding back her power. Her three heads and six arms underwent a new transformation; as her three heads moved and her six arms converged, her body elongated.

A faint, dragon-like form began to emerge. Was Xiao Yunji about to transform her Dharma-body into a dragon to fight? Was she planning to sweep away the Yellow Turban Warriors with the dragon's majesty, dominance, and power?

No, in Xiao Yunji's eyes, dragons were mere food, simply animals in a breeding farm. How could they compare to the ferocity of a hyper-speed train, capable of traversing all realms and oceans thanks to advanced immortal technology?

Xiao Yunji's form underwent a series of transformations, turning her into a train over ten meters long—a high-speed train that surpassed dragons in speed, power, momentum, and durability. The train floated above the magnetic channel, then, after accelerating, shot forward along it. Yellow Turban Warriors in its path were flattened one by one, turned into mere speed bumps.

On the flying boat, numerous guests were unstinting in their praise for Xiao Yunji's transformation. "No wonder Xiao Yunji's Dharma-body synchronization rate has always been low!" one exclaimed. "It's a Dharma-body completely detached from humanoid form, not even retaining a trace of animalistic nature!" another added. "Losing the sensations of an animalistic body means humanity will gradually erode. Forget synchronization; if one's spiritual realm is insufficient, their Dao heart itself could regress!"

True Monarch Qiyun commented, "Undergoing repeated transformations and continually adding Dharma-bodies, it was likely all for this moment of soaring success!"

True Monarch Tianxiang sighed, "Alas, human power is sometimes limited. Even abandoning human form, or indeed humanity itself, cannot compare to having the right timing and circumstances. It won't be enough to stem Ping Han's current momentum!"

At the same time, Geng Chenyi, standing nearby, chuckled, "Gentlemen, look there. There's another one who's quite unexpected!"

After his body expanded, Zhang Yu devoured large quantities of shattered Yellow Turban Warriors. After digesting them, he spat out newly refined building materials. Rolling gusts of true qi transported these materials throughout the earth giant's body, where Formless Warriors gradually forged them into the giant's skeleton. As the skeleton formed, the earth giant's sturdiness increased, and its internal power transmission began to resemble that of a human body.

Zhang Yu understood that the attacks in this exam would grow stronger with each wave; he had to accelerate his progress and develop quickly during the trial.

So, as he refined materials and constructed the skeleton, the earth giant's body grew heavier and its movements slower, yet the power it contained became increasingly terrifying.

He even incorporated the ashes of the Ying family members into the earth giant, using a blood sacrifice method to increase its strength.

Zhang Yu was constructing this earth giant as a mobile fortress.

Witnessing the ashes of his own family, Ying Xin's great-grandfather felt a warm current surge through his heart. "Father," he murmured, "we are fighting side by side once more. The ashes of family truly warm the heart!"

As Zhang Yu continued to enhance the earth giant's strength, he was also creating something else in addition to its skeleton. When the final, most powerful assault arrived, Zhang Yu grabbed armor plates refined from the remnants of Yellow Turban Warriors and directly affixed them to the earth giant's body. In an instant, the formerly over 30-meter-tall earth giant transformed into an armored divine general.