The Invincible Sect Leader

The cavern trembled as Chan Li's overwhelming presence spread like an invisible storm, crushing down upon the Dark Hand Sect cultivators.

The leader's face twisted in horror. "What… what kind of power is this!?"

He was a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet in front of this mysterious man, he felt as insignificant as an ant.

His subordinates were paralyzed with fear, their bodies drenched in cold sweat. Some even fell to their knees, unable to withstand the sheer weight of Chan Li's Qi.

The Battle Erupts

The leader gritted his teeth. "No! I refuse to be intimidated! Kill him!"

SWOOSH!

The Dark Hand Sect assassins sprang into action, their movements swift as shadows.

Luo Feng, Xie Yun, and Yan Rui braced themselves, but before they could react..

BOOM!

Chan Li disappeared from his spot.

A split second later, a black-robed assassin was sent flying, his body crashing into the cavern wall like a broken doll.

CRACK! Bones shattered on impact. He coughed up blood and collapsed, unconscious.

The other assassins hesitated, their bodies stiffening.

Chan Li hovered midair, his robes billowing. Golden and black energy intertwined around his hands, forming a perfect balance of divine and demonic power the power of Tai Chi.

"You wanted a fight?" His voice was calm, yet it sent shivers down their spines.

"Then come."

Unstoppable Might

Two assassins lunged forward, their swords glowing with black Qi.

Chan Li tilted his head slightly, as if amused.

Then

SWISH!

He vanished again.

"Where did he"

BOOM!

A powerful palm strike landed on the first assassin's chest, sending him hurtling backward.

CRACK! Ribs shattered, his organs ruptured, and his body skidded across the ground like a ragdoll.

The second assassin barely had time to react before

SLASH!

Chan Li's fingertips sliced through the air like blades, cutting through his sword like butter.

His eyes widened in horror.

"Impossible....!"

BANG!

Chan Li struck his dantian, instantly shattering it. The assassin screamed in agony, his cultivation completely crippled.

The Leader's Desperate Attack

The Dark Hand Sect leader roared in anger, his face twisted with rage.

"Enough! Don't underestimate me!"

His aura exploded, and a dark, crimson energy swirled around him.

"Blood Demon Art: Thousand Specter Palm!"

A wave of black ghostly hands shot toward Chan Li, each one howling with vengeful spirits.

A forbidden technique!

Yan Rui's face paled. "Master, watch out!"

But Chan Li simply raised his hand.

His golden-black Qi surged

"Tai Chi: Universal Reversal."

Suddenly...

BOOM!

The spectral hands froze in midair.

The entire attack reversed, turning back toward the Dark Hand Sect leader at double the speed!

"WHAT...!"

Before he could react, his own technique struck him.

BANG!

His body was sent flying, crashing into the cavern wall. He spat blood, his arms trembling violently.

"This… this power…" He stared at Chan Li in terror.

His own forbidden technique had been turned against him effortlessly!

"You…" He coughed violently, his breathing ragged. "Who are you?!"

Chan Li descended slowly, his expression unreadable.

"I am just a humble cultivator."

His golden eyes burned with an ancient, unfathomable wisdom.

"But you… you dared to touch my disciples."

The leader's entire body froze.

Chan Li raised a single finger.

"You should not exist."

The Final Blow

The cavern shook violently as Chan Li's Qi condensed into a single sphere at his fingertip.

It was small, yet the pressure it released was suffocating.

The leader's pupils shrank. "NO..."

BOOM!

The sphere shot forward, piercing through the leader's chest.

His body turned rigid, his spiritual core obliterated.

His mouth opened in a silent scream

Then, in an instant..

His body crumbled into dust.

The Aftermath. The remaining Dark Hand Sect assassins fled in terror, their bodies trembling.

"M-Monster!"

"Run!"

But before they could escape

"Tai Chi: Binding Chains."

Golden-black energy wrapped around them, binding their limbs.

Chan Li gazed down coldly.

"You do not deserve an easy death."

With a flick of his hand

The energy squeezed.

Their bodies were crushed instantly, leaving nothing but silence.

The Disciples' Shock

Luo Feng, Xie Yun, and Yan Rui watched in stunned silence.

Yan Rui's hand trembled slightly. "Master… just destroyed a Nascent Soul cultivator… with a single finger."

Luo Feng gulped. Even in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined such power.

Xie Yun clenched his fists. "One day… I will reach that level too."

Chan Li turned to them, his expression calm but firm.

"This is the world you have chosen to step into."

"The strong rule, and the weak are nothing more than stepping stones."

He glanced at the black jade pendant in Xie Yun's hands.

"That technique is dangerous. But if you master it, it will make you unstoppable."

Xie Yun nodded, determination burning in his eyes.

"I will not disappoint you, Master."

Chan Li smirked slightly.

"Good. Now, let's return to the sect. This is only the beginning."

As they left the cavern, the pendant pulsed once more as if something inside had awakened.

Chan Li glanced at it briefly.

"Yun Tian… what else have you left behind?"