"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang..." That heavy sand struck Reverse and Ye Jingyu, emitting a metallic resonance. The immense force sent both Ye Jingyu and Reverse staggering backward. Reverse’s sturdy scales were scored with visible cracks, and a significant amount of the heavy sand hammered directly into Reverse’s body. Even Ye Jingyu’s powerful physical form struggled momentarily to withstand the overwhelming impact of the dense sand.

Only Xiao Taotao, sensing the destructive power of the sand, instantly shrank to the size of a small fist and burrowed into Ye Jingyu’s embrace. Let the thick-skinned and tough ones bear the brunt of this kind of force.

What kind of magical artifact was that fan? How could it possess such devastating power? Streaks of crimson blood now dotted Ye Jingyu’s skin. Though no bones were broken, this was the first time he had been injured in battle, causing him a flicker of surprise.

However, wielding such a fan clearly demanded enormous magical energy. Dou Yuancui had only managed seven or eight swings before his face turned deathly pale. Seeing that Ye Jingyu and the others, wrapped in the hurricane, had not been utterly destroyed, he dared not stop.

He pulled a large handful of spiritual elixirs for replenishing mana from his pouch and stuffed them directly into his mouth. Instantly, some color returned to his ashen face, and the frequency of his fanning increased, magnifying the hurricane's intensity.

Watching his prize mount being attacked so viciously by his subordinate, especially seeing the wounds, large and small, covering Reverse, the gaze of the Profound Celestial Lord nearly spat fire. It was merely dealing with a mere Hong-level entity. Was it necessary for you, Dou Yuancui, to deploy your inherent magical treasure, the Celestial Sand Fan? Killing the opponent is one thing, but what if this treasure gets damaged? Just as he was about to yell at Dou Yuancui to stop fanning the Celestial Sand Fan, a long roar echoed from within the hurricane.

Immediately after, a streak of black light tore through the void. Could it be that Reverse, facing such adversity, had executed the Seven Steps of Reverse and forcefully broken free?

Witnessing the astonishing might of this strange beast, the Profound Celestial Lord’s smile widened. Indeed, he was worthy of being his chosen mount. Even Dou Yuancui’s inherent magical treasure couldn't contain him. Such a mount absolutely could not be allowed to escape.

The Profound Celestial Lord, delighted by the display, did not wait for Dou Yuancui to act further. His body shot into the air, and he reached out across the distance, grasping toward Reverse.

A colossal hand materialized in the sky, descending directly upon Reverse. Both Ye Jingyu, who had just burst free of the hurricane, and Reverse felt as if space itself had been shackled. Looking up, they saw the massive hand reaching for them.

"Hmph..." Ye Jingyu let out a cold snort, preparing to meet the giant palm head-on. Reverse, drenched in blood, had transformed into a humanoid shape, clenching his right fist tight and blasting directly toward the hand suspended in the sky...

Doomsday Ascending Dragon Way!

Vaguely, a stream of black light shot out from his body, the entire figure resembling a divine dragon rocketing skyward.

"Boom..." With a deafening crash, Reverse's punch slammed violently into the gigantic palm. The massive hand was shattered to pieces by this single blow, but the immense recoil force sent Reverse spitting a mouthful of blood, and his body plummeted hundreds of feet before he managed to stabilize himself.

Yet, his eyes glittered with an unyielding, tenacious fighting spirit. Yes, at this moment, Reverse was utterly enraged. The instant the Profound Celestial Lord made his move, Reverse perceived his intention: he wanted to tame him? This filled Reverse with fury. As a descendant of the Qilin and the Bo, though he lacked supreme talent, he possessed an indomitable fighting will. No one in this world could subdue him. Not even Ye Jingyu—he had only agreed to temporarily serve as Ye Jingyu's mount because he had lost to Xiao Taotao. Over time, the bond between him and Ye Jingyu had evolved into one of brotherhood and friendship, making him willingly Ye Jingyu's mount. But who was this Profound Celestial Lord to presume to subjugate him? This enraged him. Thus, even knowing the opponent’s cultivation surpassed his own, Reverse charged forward without hesitation.

Seeing Reverse transform into human form and shatter the giant palm formed by the Lord's spiritual power, the Profound Celestial Lord's look of admiration deepened. Truly, he was the mount he had set his sights on—such ferocity, such a mount brimming with powerful battle intent, was only worthy of being his own.

With a smile of approval on his face, he tapped the back of his head with one hand. A surge of profound energy erupted into the sky, swiftly transforming into an enormous mountain peak that aggressively pressed down upon Reverse.

It was not a physical mountain, but the oppressive might and destructive force it radiated were undoubtedly greater than that of any ordinary mountain. Reverse immediately felt his body about to be crushed, but he still haughtily raised his head, his pair of pitch-black eyes fixed intensely on the smiling Profound Celestial Lord.

His fists clenched tightly, emitting a grinding sound, and the power within him constantly erupted, straining against the immense pressure...

But the mountain continued to descend inch by inch. With every descent, the pressure on Reverse intensified, yet his battle intent grew even stronger.

Seeing Reverse’s stubborn resistance, refusing to yield even unto death, the Profound Celestial Lord became even more satisfied rather than angered. As if deliberately toying with Reverse, the speed at which the mountain pressed down was not fast at all.

At this juncture, Ye Jingyu’s face was contorted in fury. He realized that the Profound Celestial Lord had not even spared him a glance, meaning he had been completely ignored?

When had he ever been so overlooked? The killing intent within his heart fully bloomed. Was he supposed to be afraid of a mere peak master of the Zhou level? Gritting his teeth, he charged directly toward the Profound Celestial Lord with both fists raised.

But Dou Yuancui had already discerned his Great Marshal’s intentions. Seeing his Marshal in the process of subduing that fierce beast, he could not allow Ye Jingyu to interfere. Wielding the Celestial Sand Fan, he trod upon the clouds and flew toward Ye Jingyu.

However, Ye Jingyu had no inclination to play games at this moment. He reached into his robe and unceremoniously tossed out Xiao Taotao, who had been sleeping in his embrace.

Dou Yuancui was momentarily stunned. He had assumed Ye Jingyu was about to draw out some powerful artifact or weapon. Now, seeing a small creature being thrown out, before he could fully process what was happening, the little beast transformed into a gigantic, ferocious beast resembling a goat. It opened its cavernous maw and lunged to devour him...

(Heh, four chapters daily is indeed exhausting; even stockpiling manuscripts is difficult. I write and post on the same day, so updates will be slightly later. I hope my Stars can understand! It’s best to check after 3 PM! Once the Stars accumulate some drafts, updates can move earlier! Gold bricks and recommendation votes, send them my way!)