Zhuge Yi Shi’s body had barely broken the surface of the water when he savagely whipped the black banner in his hand, sending a colossal wave surging up from the lake, aimed directly at the platform on the small island.

Seeing the towering billow, easily hundreds of feet high, Fang Guyou and his disciples recoiled in shock. Was this not the fool he had slapped to death earlier? Not only was he alive, but his soul power was now this immense? Such a giant wave was far beyond the command of an ordinary Soul Immortal.

Fang Guyou had just seized the Dragon Pearl and was still locked in a fierce struggle with the Heavenly Dragon. Facing such a massive wave, he could not afford to divert his attention to defending against it. The eighteen True Immortals were already fatigued, finding it difficult to summon their soul arts at this moment, leaving them only able to watch helplessly as the overwhelming torrent bore down upon them.

Mr. Yu, along with dozens of other Soul Immortals and True Immortals, sensed the sheer might of this colossal wave. Simultaneously, the group chanted an incantation, causing dazzling blue light to erupt from their bodies, coalescing into a massive azure barrier that enveloped them all, seemingly intended to ward off the gigantic surge of water.

“CRASH…” With a thunderous sound, the monstrous wave slammed into the blue barrier. The immense pressure made the shield flicker dimly, nearly causing it to shatter. However, it was the combined strike of dozens of powerful individuals, and it managed to withstand the devastating onslaught. Water sprayed everywhere, and the sheer hydraulic force pulverized everything outside the blue glow, causing significant fissures to appear across the entire island under the crushing pressure.

By this time, Ye Jingyu’s body had already shot onto the island. Confronting the suddenly materialized azure shield, he unleashed a single punch. His tyrannical Primordial Force exploded outward, instantly shattering the blue barrier that had been by the combined efforts of dozens of cultivators.

The Soul Immortals and True Immortals simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of blood, their bodies involuntarily staggering backward a few steps. Horror filled their eyes.

The eighteen True Immortals, possessing the strongest cultivation among them, had finally recovered. Seeing Ye Jingyu charging in with such ferocity, all eighteen chanted in unison and simultaneously pointed a finger forward. In an instant, streaks of lightning, wind blades, ice arrows, raging flames, and massive stones rained down mercilessly upon Ye Jingyu.

Ye Jingyu didn’t even bother to look, allowing these forces of various attributes to bombard him. The monstrous nature of his Chaos Body manifested completely at this moment. The destructive energies, potent enough to reduce a Martial God of the Seventh Heaven, or even the Eighth, to dust, were entirely absorbed by his frame. Not only did they fail to harm him in the slightest, but they instead served as the finest nourishment.

Everyone witnessing this was struck with chilling dread. What was this? Were all soul arts rendered useless against him?

As if having just enjoyed a satisfying meal, a brilliant light radiated from within Ye Jingyu’s body. In a single stride, he was standing before the nearest Soul Immortal. The Heavenly Venerate Blade in his hand slashed out without mercy. The blinding blade light illuminated the entire sky. The Soul Immortal, whose renown could have spanned the entire Dou Hun Continent, was cleaved cleanly in two by that single strike, his powerful soul also shattered into fragments.

Blood sprayed forth as Ye Jingyu’s figure, like a demon god, lunged toward Hei Ming Shixuan and the others gathered on the platform.

The eighteen True Immortals simultaneously snapped back to reality. Eighteen immense strands of Divine Sense suddenly converged, forming a giant, spectral hand that swooped down to strike Ye Jingyu.

Ye Jingyu sneered coldly, raising his hand to meet the colossal phantom hand with a single, devastating punch. Golden light rippled across his body as his immense Primordial Force churned, unleashing a terrifying pressure that swept across heaven and earth.

“RUMBLE…” A deafening explosion shook the air as the hand conjured by the eighteen True Immortals’ Divine Sense was pulverized by Ye Jingyu’s blow. The massive rebound shockwave caused the eighteen Immortals to stumble violently, nearly knocking them to the ground, and trickles of blood seeped from the corners of their mouths.

Ye Jingyu himself shuddered from the impact of that clash, and a surge of blood rushed toward his throat, which he managed to fiercely suppress.

At this juncture, Fang Guyou sensed the peril. His gaunt body suddenly began to inflate, and a black longsword materialized in his hand. Tapping it with one finger, a beam of dark light shot out, transforming the sword into a streak of light that hurtled toward the Heavenly Dragon’s head. He had to slay the Heavenly Dragon with the utmost speed before he could deal with these two troublemakers.

“SHING…” A golden arrow of blood erupted from the Heavenly Dragon’s skull as the black longsword plunged deep into its head. This was the Nine Yin White Bone Sword, refined by Fang Guyou over countless years. The instant it touched the Heavenly Dragon’s blood, the entire blade erupted with dark luminescence, and an intense sucking force began relentlessly draining the Dragon’s vital essence.

“ROAR…” The Heavenly Dragon howled in agony, its colossal body thrashing wildly. However, the iron chains around it blazed with golden light, and runes constantly emanated from the links, locking the creature down tightly.

As if sensing that its strength would inevitably be entirely siphoned dry by the Nine Yin White Bone Sword, a flicker of resolve ignited in the Heavenly Dragon’s eyes.

“KANG LONG YOU HUI (A Coiling Dragon’s Regret)!” A fierce roar erupted from the Dragon’s maw. Its enormous body suddenly shone with streaks of golden light, and a phantom image of a golden dragon shot out from within, actually managing to break free of the chains’ bonds and hurtling toward Fang Guyou.

Fang Guyou’s expression shifted. He rapidly tapped his fingers repeatedly, causing clusters of white lotus blossoms to form before him, intercepting the charging dragon phantom.

“BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…” Explosions continuously echoed through the void—the sound of lotuses being shattered. With every broken lotus, Fang Guyou’s body was violently jolted backward a step. After all, this Heavenly Dragon was an immensely powerful entity, infinitely close to the Sovereign level; even with its power greatly diminished, its final deathblow remained devastatingly potent.

Of course, if Fang Guyou had not diverted power to suppress the Dragon Pearl, he would not have been put in such a desperate situation; merely suppressing the Pearl consumed more than half his strength.

“SWISH…” Suddenly, the restless Dragon Pearl blazed with intense golden light, breaking free from Fang Guyou’s restraint and shooting toward the Gluttonous Beast trapped on the platform.

Seeing the Dragon Pearl suddenly radiating such brilliant light, Fang Guyou let out a cold scoff.

“Is your fate, risking utter annihilation, merely to transfer your power to that little Gluttonous Beast? If so, how could I allow you to succeed!” The moment the words left his mouth, the Nine Yin White Bone Sword impaled in the Dragon’s head transformed again into a streak of black light, instantly intercepting the Dragon Pearl’s path, and it slashed directly toward the orb…

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