"Damn it, is this the best the Tianmeng has? So fragile? I haven't even warmed up yet?" Seeing the silence from the Tianmeng side, Ye Jingyu's mocking voice drifted out...

"Marshal, allow me to engage this brat!" At this moment, these generals, whose strength had all reached the peak of the Hong level, stepped forward to volunteer. Although Ye Jingyu had surprised them, they were still stubbornly convinced that this fellow merely possessed a physically powerful body. As long as they avoided close-quarters combat, killing him shouldn't be difficult—after all, close combat wasn't their specialty.

"Sui Yi, Sui Er, you two go test him. Be careful!" The expression of Xuanmiao Tianjun had turned cold as he pointed at two of the Hong-level Heavenly Generals.

"Yes..." Sui Yi, clad in black armor, and Sui Er, in white armor, stepped out through the clouds upon receiving Xuanmiao's command.

"Insolent brat, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth! Given that you are also a person of status, if you immediately surrender and swear allegiance to our Xuanmiao Tianjun, we might mercifully spare your life!" The two stepped out of the grand formation, one on the left and one on the right, coldly sneering at Ye Jingyu.

"Damn it, the same old clichés. Can't you guys come up with something new?" Seeing these two approaching with palpable killing intent, yet still spouting such nonsense, Ye Jingyu somewhat puzzledly picked at his ear, his face etched with contempt.

"You... court death..." Hearing Ye Jingyu openly mocking them, Sui Yi and Sui Er roared in unison, pointing a single finger, and two streaks of purple light pierced the void, shooting directly towards Ye Jingyu.

Almost instantaneously, the two purple beams struck Ye Jingyu, but there was none of the expected piercing. Instead, there was a clanging sound, like metal striking metal, even scattering sparks, yet the attack failed to scratch Ye Jingyu in the slightest.

As Sui Yi and Sui Er saw it, although Ye Jingyu's physical body was formidable enough to withstand the attack of Ye Kuang's giant hammer, blunt force and sharp weapons were different matters entirely. It was like trying to smash a steel pipe against someone's hand—difficult to break a bone—but a cleaver could easily sever a hand.

These two immortal swords were forged by Sui Yi and Sui Er using Taiyi Fine Gold, a material countless times superior to Profound Iron, rendering them incredibly sharp. Even immortals clad in top-tier defensive immortal garments could not withstand several of their strikes. When had they ever encountered a situation like this? The man stood there inviting stabs and slashes, yet they couldn't even sever a single hair. What was this?

However, the pair were seasoned warriors. Seeing that Ye Jingyu's physical form had mutated to this extent, they discarded all restraint, hurling their magical artifacts without regard for cost—magical bells, eye-pecking beads, and all manner of treasures rained down upon Ye Jingyu. But these were merely ordinary immortal artifacts; with their current cultivation, how could they possibly injure him?

At this point, the faces of the Tianmeng contingent changed. They truly hadn't anticipated his physical body was this powerful. He was only a master of the Hong level!

Below, the demons erupted in excited cheers. To withstand the combined attacks of two peak Hong-level powerhouses while only possessing Hong-level cultivation, and not yielding an inch—what an incredible morale booster this was.

"Does the Tianmeng truly only have trash like this left?" Ye Jingyu's mockery deepened, yet his steps toward the pair remained steady.

He walked slowly, but in the eyes of the onlookers, he seemed to be traversing the void. No matter how Sui Yi and Sui Er retreated, the distance between them and Ye Jingyu consistently closed.

"Let's go all out against him!" Feeling the intensifying pressure from Ye Jingyu, Sui Yi and Sui Er roared almost simultaneously. Immediately, they bit down hard on their tongues, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood. They traced rapid patterns in the air with a single finger, and clusters of dark clouds surged toward Ye Jingyu. Lightning bolts crisscrossed within the clouds, and the immense pressure made even the demons gathered above the city walls tense.

"Die! Soul-Shattering Thunder!" Sui Yi and Sui Er pointed their fingers out together. Then, a colossal black lightning bolt, easily several hundred zhang wide and ten thousand zhang long, descended from the sky, slamming directly onto Ye Jingyu’s head, engulfing him entirely in the thunderous light.

Witnessing this scene, everyone in the Tianmeng believed Ye Jingyu was surely dead. After all, this was the Soul-Shattering Thunder, launched through a combined effort that required them to willingly spit out their vital essence. Even a demon at the Zhou level might not be able to withstand it.

The Soul-Shattering Thunder was a yin lightning specifically designed to attack a person's divine soul. Demons often possess powerful physical bodies, and immortal cultivators specializing in body refinement also have strong physiques, but they share a common weakness: a comparatively fragile divine soul. Struck by this yin lightning, unless the cultivation levels were vastly disparate, few could resist its effects.

Thus, the Tianmeng generals were certain Ye Jingyu could not escape death.

However, very quickly, the churning black lightning faded away without a trace, and Ye Jingyu's solitary figure still stood there, walking step by step toward the pair. His long hair danced in the wind, and the edges of his black robes billowed, yet he showed not the slightest sign of his soul being harmed.

Horror, extreme horror—his physical body was already this monstrous; could his divine soul be just as terrifying? If so, how could he possibly still only be at the Hong level?

They could never comprehend that Ye Jingyu's divine soul had perfectly fused with his physical body. If the body shattered, the soul shattered; as long as the physical form remained intact, he could exist eternally. Any technique targeting the soul proved utterly ineffective against him, let alone the fact that he possessed the Thunder Golden Core internally, making all that yin lightning merely the best form of nourishment.

"Is this all the skill you possess?" A cruel grin touched the corner of Ye Jingyu's lips. Seeing Sui Yi and Sui Er standing there dumbfounded, he wasted no more words and simply threw a punch across the void.

A torrent of savage fist energy surged out. The chests of Sui Yi and Sui Er simultaneously burst open, golden blood gushing forth. Even their nascent souls within were pulverized, instantly turning to ash...

The Earth Alliance faction erupted in complete pandemonium. Over the past few days, they had suffered enough indignity from these heavenly soldiers. Now, Ye Jingyu displaying his might had thoroughly vented their frustrations.

As for the Tianmeng side, they were struck dumb. Was their individual combat prowess truly so brittle? Could they achieve nothing once they left the protection of the grand formation?

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings. With such meager abilities, you dare to come out and make a spectacle? Aren't you ashamed?" Seeing the silent Tianmeng crowd, Ye Jingyu curled his lip in utter disdain.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant! Today, let me, Dou Yuancui, step up and face you!" Just then, a Zhou-level Heavenly General who had remained beside Xuanmiao Tianjun mounted a Fire Phoenix and flew out...

(Two more chapters this afternoon, they will be slightly late!) D

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