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The Azure Soul Sword was burned red by the flames, and Ye Yang had completely turned into a Killing God, devoid of any rationality. He opened his left hand and unleashed a fiery palm strike!
"Boom!"
The intense flames contained astonishing Divine Power. Even Meng Xiong, a god himself, did not dare to be careless. He quickly raised the Divine Crystal and gathered Cosmic Armor to counter it. The massive fire palm struck down, and after a loud explosion, Meng Xiong was forced to retreat repeatedly. The Cosmic Armor emitted a buzzing sound and developed numerous cracks.
"My God, how can this kid be so strong?!"
Meng Xiong was shocked and hurriedly raised the long blade weapon behind him, which appeared to be a First-Class Divine Weapon. The blade was lined with jagged hunting teeth, resembling the sharp teeth of a Tiger Shark that had been directly removed and forged into the weapon. The teeth glimmered with a faint light, and after being scorched by Meng Xiong's fiery Divine Power, they emitted a low humming sound.
Ye Yang attacked unconsciously; before the fiery palm strike had even ceased, he tightly gripped the Azure Soul Sword with both hands and swung it down from above. Caught off guard, Meng Xiong found himself completely under Ye Yang's control, unable to dodge. Even his ability to teleport was seized under Ye Yang's locked aura. He could only grit his teeth and raise the long blade to block Ye Yang's overwhelming strike!
"Clang!"
Sparks flew as if the air itself was ignited by the flames, causing elemental explosions. The surrounding mountains trembled violently, and the energy shockwave swept through the forest. Distant magical beasts let out cries of agony, and this shockwave even reached Fei Lian, Zhang Tianhe, and others, forcing everyone to stagger backward.
"This... is this Zi Yu's power?"
Zhang Tianhe stared in disbelief: "Heavens! Once Zi Yu falls into an unconscious battle state, he becomes this powerful—it's too... too terrifying!"
The Flying Scythe General held his Blade and revealed a hint of a satisfied smile: "Perhaps Young Master really can save Hidden Dragon Hall. Elder Qingxuan truly did not choose the wrong successor; Young Master is simply the hope of Hidden Dragon Hall!"
...
"Clap clap clap..."
Blood fell as Ling Kong was cleaved by Ye Yang's sword, and Meng Xiong suffered a terrifying injury across his chest. The long knife in his hand was reduced to a fragment, completely shattered, unable to withstand Ye Yang's strike. However, the Divine Crystal Power still gathered on the remaining blade. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Meng Xiong's mouth: "You little brat, you want to fight me? Hahaha, when I was battling in the human realm, your great ancestor hadn't even been born yet. Prepare to die!"
With a shake of his arm, the broken knife shot out like lightning, piercing through Ye Yang's chest with a "thud," causing blood to spurt out. Not only did it severely injure Ye Yang, but it also broke several of his ribs.
In the midst of chaos, Ye Yang felt no pain at all; instead, a devilish grin spread across his face as he reached out and grabbed Meng Xiong's wrist that held the knife. In a flash of sword light, with a crack, the indestructible Azure Soul Sword infused with the power of Fire God Transformation cut off one of Meng Xiong's arms.
"Ahhh..."
Meng Xiong let out a frantic roar, nearly going berserk. He raised his leg and kicked heavily at Ye Yang's abdomen. The Divine Crystal Power shattered without a trace, causing Ye Yang to scream in agony as he staggered back. The skin of his robe around his lower abdomen was burned to near tatters, leaving a bloody mess; this blow was indeed heavy.
However, Ye Yang felt no pain—only endless rage. In the third realm of Fire God Transformation, he had no consciousness left; all that filled his mind were two words: slaughter. The only way for Ye Yang to vent his emotions was to kill every living thing around him.
"Whoosh!"
Dark red flames swirled around his fist as Ye Yang threw a punch. Instantly, a fireball of condensed energy shot forth with a "bang," striking Meng Xiong in the chest and abdomen. As a god, Meng Xiong let out a miserable howl, blood gushing from his mouth. His consciousness was nearly chaotic; even the Divine Power within him could not be fully controlled as the Divine Crystal Power began to dissipate.
Fighting with desperation, it was clear that Ye Yang could be considered Meng Xiong's ancestor in terms of tenacity. Since the Qin Dynasty era, Ye Yang had been fighting for survival while Meng Xiong, as a god, was solely focused on preserving his life and Divine Rank. How could he easily give up his life?
"Die!"
A cold voice echoed, causing the searing flames surrounding Meng Xiong to feel like they had plunged into an ice cave. With a howl behind him, the Azure Soul Sword came crashing down. The sound of Cosmic Armor shattering filled the air as another arm was brutally torn off by Ye Yang. Moreover, the power Ye Yang wielded was now very close to Heavenly Power, causing severe destruction to the wounds such that Meng Xiong could not rely on his divine physique to recover quickly.
In his frenzy, all Ye Yang could think about was slaughtering; he struck again with the Azure Soul Sword, penetrating Meng Xiong's Heart Vein. With another heavy kick at the sword's hilt, he sent Meng Xiong's body plummeting downward!
"Clang!"
The Blade pierced into a massive green stone, pinning Meng Xiong against it. The Initial Deity slowly lowered his head, devoid of any resistance.
Ye Yang did not pause; he rushed forward and raised his fiery red fist. With a loud "bang," he struck Meng Xiong in the chest, creating a transparent hole. Immediately after, he delivered a second punch, resulting in another transparent hole. After delivering over ten punches, Ye Yang was panting heavily, while Meng Xiong's body was already a bloody mess, unconscious from the pain. If not for his divine constitution, he would have likely been dead by now.
"Poof!"
Ye Yang spread his fingers and suddenly grabbed Meng Xiong by the neck. In the next moment, countless flames erupted from Ye Yang's body, fiercely burning Meng Xiong. The divine body possessed incredible resistance; the flames raged for a full ten minutes before Meng Xiong's body began to turn to ash, scattering into pieces. In the end, only a fiery red Divine Crystal remained in his head, the essence of Meng Xiong's lifelong cultivation, known as the legendary Divine Rank!
Holding onto Meng Xiong's Divine Rank, Ye Yang laughed maniacally, blood continuously flowing from his wounds as his last bit of strength rapidly faded.
"Ugh..."
With a pained groan, Ye Yang felt a blade fragment embedded in his chest. Unable to hold on any longer, he fell from the sky and plunged into the depths of the Gorge, losing consciousness.
Although Ye Yang had fainted, nearby magical beasts dared not approach. This battle between near-deities had terrified them so much that they no longer dared to come out to hunt.
...
In the Azure Cloud Mountain Range, there was silence.
Finally, by evening, the severely injured Elder Qingxuan arrived here with the help of Flying Scythe General and Zhang Tianhe. Upon seeing Ye Yang lying heavily on the ground with a broken long knife piercing his chest and blood pooling around him, Elder Qingxuan's eyes turned red. "Zi Yu, my child..."
Zhang Tianhe hurried forward to support Ye Yang and exclaimed in shock, "Elder, Zi Yu's breath is faint; what should we do?"
"His Bloodline is nearly exhausted; he has lost too much blood!"
Elder Qingxuan rushed forward, fingers gathering Divine Crystal Power. With several swift motions, he sealed Ye Yang's Bloodline, only to see the blood on the ground had already congealed. If it weren't for Ye Yang's nearly divine vitality, he would have likely been dead by now.
"Take him back to Hidden Dragon Hall!"
Elder Qingxuan's face was pale as he said, "I sensed that Meng Xiong's aura has vanished. Zi Yu killed our great enemy but nearly lost his own life in the process!"
Fei Lian asked, "Elder, how do you plan to save Young Master?"
"By soaking his body in the holy water from the Dragon Pool!"
"Dragon Pool?"
"Yes." Azure Xuan nodded.
Fei Lian took a deep breath. "The Dragon Pool Water condenses the essence of heaven and earth; it might be able to regenerate Young Master's Bloodline. However, that Dragon Pool Water is extremely powerful. Can Young Master's body withstand it?"
"We have no choice but to try!"
"Understood, Elder!"
...
Hidden Dragon Hall, late at night.
A group of Dragon Armored Warriors buried their fallen comrades and then raised torches to repair the damaged hall throughout the night.
In the back, within the Hero's Temple, a statue of the Azure Dragon floated vividly in the hall, while below it was a clear spring, coalescing into a deep pool, shrouded in ethereal mist, known as the Hidden Dragon Hall's secret, the Dragon Pool.
Ye Yang's body lay horizontally in the Dragon Pool, the water shimmering with fluorescence, floating around Ye Yang's body, slowly repairing his damaged tissues and replenishing his Bloodline.
However, Ye Yang had not awakened.
The next morning, Fei Lian frowned deeply: "Elder, why hasn't the Young Master woken up? He can't just be gone like this..."
Azure Xuan's fingers trembled as they gently brushed across Ye Yang's forehead. Closing his murky eyes, tears streamed down his face: "Zi Yu's life signs are slowly fading, Heavenly Kill's Meng Xiong!"
...
At Serene Gate.
In the Serene Pavilion, a young girl suddenly awoke, staring blankly at the moonlight outside the window, tears streaming down her face as she whispered softly: "Zi Yu, Zi Yu..."
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