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Stop him!
Two furious roars erupted simultaneously from both sides, as everyone rushed towards Gu Ping, whose head hung low in the air. The group that had been entangled with Ye You had no choice but to shift from defense to offense, beginning to engage the more than twenty cultivators nearby.
A Refining Spirit Practitioner from the Jade Void Sect took a punch from Ying Zhan and sought to escape the battlefield. Despite spitting out a mouthful of blood, Bu Fou He sneered back at Ying Zhan and quickly made his way toward Gu Ping.
Bu Fou Leave Dong Lai.
Ye You's voice echoed in the man's ears, and a terrifying leg blade pierced through his heart. His sturdy body crumpled like thin paper, shattering with a single thrust. Following that, a vicious grip crushed his heart. A Buluo Cultivator entering the Divine Empress realm sought for their Divine Sense to remain unbroken; as long as their spirit endured, their body would not perish. The death of a cultivator often stemmed from the weakening of their Divine Sense rather than the decay of their physical form.
Just like Yan Dong’s Refining Spirit Practitioner, who was now without a heart. Losing one’s heart could be fatal for any cultivator, but for a Refining Spirit Practitioner, it merely meant a temporary loss of combat ability. Even if they fell from the sky, they would not die immediately.
If you want to disturb him, you must first break through his Liquid Essence.
With that said, two lines radiating with ghostly light began to stretch out in all directions from Ye You's feet. Soon after, as the two lines intertwined, a Chessboard began to materialize, seemingly intent on enveloping the entire world within it.
So it was not me.
Ying Zhan used Ye You's Heaven and Earth Chessboard to break free from the encirclement and rushed over, revealing that amidst all this chaos stood someone everyone thought was already dead—a person named Ye You, who embodied tranquility and ease.
"Well then, let's find a time to have another match."
I won't deny his wrong leg, even if he isn't much of a Cultivator anymore.
"Shall we give it a try? I don't deny it. How did that guy manage to trick me? Hahaha!"
Ying Zhan's laughter spurred all the Jade Void Sect cultivators to launch another assault. But this time, Ye You's full power demonstrated to everyone just how strong a Divine Cultivator could truly be.
Black-Red Chess Pieces fell from the sky, carrying the might of heaven and earth, crashing down on everyone's heads. They quickly formed indescribable shackles that separated each person, while even smaller pieces landed in the space, triggering massive explosions.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and deal with those guys! Does he really think he can sweep them all away alone?"
Hearing Ye You's reminder, Ying Zhan immediately took control of the Red Tiger and charged into the fray. Surrounded by enemies, no wild tactics could be employed. At this moment, in the independent squares of the Chessboard, Ying Zhan completely unleashed his legs.
The secret technique to enhance his power was activated, allowing Ying Zhan to rise two small realms, achieving the Divine Empress stage. In that case, the weaker Divine Cultivators stood no chance against Ying Zhan; within twenty exchanges, they were crushed by his sheer force. After all, it made sense that higher realm cultivators preferred not to engage in close combat. There were few madmen like Ying Zhan, Night Emperor, and Gu Ping who specialized in melee combat throughout the Dust Realm.
On another front, Ying Zhan's Red Tiger was working with Yoyo to block a Divine Cultivator attempting to ambush Gu Ping. The vast fox tail reappeared before everyone’s eyes, once again stained with blood—both enemy and ally alike.
Mu Yangxu was still locked in a standoff with Ying Zhu. If there was anyone who could make Mu Yangxu hesitate after Yin Tianheng, it would be Ying Zhu—a young man who had once again claimed the top position in Tiandong after ascending to the heavenly realm. In less than a thousand years, he had stepped onto Dust Summit and traversed the Ninth Underworld, a genius capable of holding up the heavens.
If Mu Yangxu was the first of Tiandong forged through battle, then Ying Zhu’s position as Tiandong's top was carved through bloodshed. It was well-known that Ying Zhu never left a complete corpse behind; although some believed it was related to his early service in the imperial army, anyone who had witnessed Ying Zhu on the battlefield would agree that he resembled a ruthless executioner—a butcher in an execution ground or a serial killer—close enough to having fallen into the Demonic Path.
There were even more than ten Mahayana Practitioners who had joined forces seeking to slay Ying Zhu but ended up forcing him into the Ninth Underworld. Initially embroiled in conflicts with Lutuo Pavilion, Ming Huang Sect, and Slaughter Mountain within the Ninth Underworld, he returned to Dust Realm holding several heads of Nine Nether Great Ascension Cultivators like a demon god.
Bu Luo Ying Clan
I don't deny that due to the killings caused by Ying Zhu, the Great Sage was sent to the heavenly realm early on. After all, he had made enemies with others. While Ying Zhu might not be afraid, he couldn't escape the consequences later on. When I was around, he attacked Bu Luo, but he understood that if he came out to trouble my juniors, it wouldn't end well for him. Thus, Ying Zhu truly only thrived in the Dust Realm for a few thousand years.
The Old Man wanted to know what that Little Guy had promised us.
It seems that the two were quite similar—one was young and impetuous, while the other was an old fox. If they clashed, it could very well lead to mutual destruction and ruin their paths. Therefore, it would be best not to move against each other. Since we weren't going to fight, let's talk. Mu Yangxu spoke up, breaking the stalemate.
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