His body was indestructible with breathing earth, and he mainly cultivated himself in earth power magics. He was also the creator of the meridian-expanding magic in the Secret Palace of the Magi Palace. His physical body was especially strong, and his strength was as great as that of a dragon.
Si Wen Ming slapped Yemo Tian's face. Supported by the earth power that came from the surrounding mountains, Si Wen Ming's slap felt like a thousand mountains bumping on Yemo Tian's face simultaneously.
A black stream of light surged out of Yemo Tian's body. Next, a purely black, exquisite armor, which was decorated with complicated and luxurious rose branches, flew out of his body and quickly covered his body. A black mask, which was embossed with countless rose buds, fell down from the helmet, shielding Yemo Tian's face from the light.
Si Wen Ming's slap landed on Yemo Tian's mask and generated a thunderous bang. Yemo Tian's body spun swiftly, leaving visible arc-shaped gusts of wind in the air. He flew out like a spinning top along with a shrill swishing noise.
His mask was shattered, and so was his helmet. The strong impact force even shattered his armor inch by inch.
Yemo Tian's face was hollowed, and half of his face was smashed. Tens of sparkling teeth flew out of his mouth along with a crystal-like luster, clanging all over the ground.
"Lord!"
Quite a few Yu Clan nobles rushed out of the air in a panic, hurriedly holding Yemo Tian, who was badly beaten up by those Yu Clan nobles. Yemo Tian's face was smashed. He shook his head in a daze, with a large hole in his mouth, mixed with blood and saliva spurting out from it.
"Eh, kill, kill him!"
Yemo Tian murmured while raising the dark devouring sword with difficulty, pointing at Si Wen Ming. He shook his head hard while his erect eye opened and closed from time to time. A dark beam of light was faintly visible in his erect eye. For quite a few times, the dark beam of light seemed to burst out, but eventually, it stayed in his eye and didn't.
The few Yu Clan nobles seriously glanced at Si Wen Ming, then gave a resonant growl and released a dark beam of light from their bodies. The dragon scale armors they got from Gong Gong to hide their identities melted speedily in the black light, devoured by the black light. Next, they all put on extremely luxurious black armors.
As Dark Sun nobles, these nobles would never fight Si Wen Ming in close combat. They pulled out their slim and exquisite wands, which were decorated with all kinds of luxurious patterns, wielded the wands with both hands and began incanting spells.
Si Wen Ming rushed towards Yemo Tian with big steps. His heart was filled with surprise as well. Just now, he intended to smash Yemo Tian's head with that slap. However, the armour worn by Yemo Tian was actually quite good. Over ninety percent of the power of that strike launched by Si Wen Ming was absorbed by the armour, and at last, only less than ten percent of the power hit on Yemo Tian's face.
Yemo Tian was merely injured, but his life wasn't in danger. With Si Wen Ming's extreme hostility towards the non-humankind, how could he possibly let Yemo Tian, who obviously came from an extraordinary background, live on? Not to mention the fact that the dark devouring sword held in his hands was such a great threat to human Divine Magi!
Taking a few steps forward, Si Wen Ming abruptly stopped.
A tens of meters in radius dark swirl silently emerged above his head. Following the spell incantations of a few Yu Clan people, the dark swirl spun speedily. Visible beams of dim light drifted out of the dark swirl and coiled around Si Wen Ming's body, seeming to drag him into the dark swirl.
Si Wen Ming gave a resonant growl as he stood steadily on the ground. Tens of thousands of mountains around him buzzed deeply while great earth power ceaselessly surged into Si Wen Ming's body, connecting him with this mountain range and fending against the devouring power of the black hole.
Yemo Tian laughed. Just now, he was beaten up badly, but now, he had already recovered a little bit. He threw a vicious glance at Si Wen Ming, then fiercely threw the dark devouring sword towards the eighteen floating mountains above the whirlpool of White Dragon River.
"You useless things, offer your blood and souls to the great Lord Yemo Tian!"
The dark devouring sword flashed across the air and transformed into tens of thousands of black sword shreds, silently dazzling towards the tens of millions of aquatic creatures on the eighteen floating mountains. Tens of thousands of aquatic creatures didn't manage to defend themselves before their bodies were penetrated by the black sword shreds.
A series of popping noise could be heard without an end. The bodies of those water-kind spirit creatures exploded one after another. Their bodies withered instantly, then turned into puffs of dust. All of their spirit blood and souls were devoured by the dark devouring sword in a moment.
A bright blood-red light flowed on the surface of the dark devouring sword. Following a sizzling noise, a stream of blood-red mist rolled down from Yemo Tian's head, surging into his body. Yemo Tian's broken face healed speedily, turning back to normal within a second.
Laughing coldly, Yemo Tian slowly stood up. The sense of power released from his body grew stronger and stronger as the blood-red mist ceaselessly surged into his body. He clenched his fists in excitement and murmured, "Indeed, my father is right. As long as I use the dark devouring sword well, I will become incomparably powerful! The spirit blood and souls of all living beings can be transformed into my power! "
"With enough time, with enough living beings to devour, I will become as powerful as my father!"
"Devour, devour, keep devouring, this is the core of the Dark Sun bloodline. As long as I dare to devour, devour everyone I don't like, everything they have will become mine!"
"Strength, lifespan, souls … Even their fighting skills and experiences … Ah, so wonderful! Now, I feel that I can do anything!"
Yemo Tian screamed in excitement. He slightly moved his body, and suddenly, tens of shreds of afterimages were left in the air. Nimbly, he punched and kicked. His moves were exquisite, simple, and clean. Not even a little bit of fake moves were launched by him.
Every time he punched or kicked, a shrill swishing noise could be heard in the air. Faintly, white streaks of air were torn apart, reaching to a long distance away. Such skillful fighting skills shouldn't belong to a Yu Clan noble like him, who had been living a luxurious life!
Ji Hao stood on the dark soul cauldron, wrapped in a dense dark mist, and rushed out of the eye of White Dragon River.
When he rushed out of the water, he heard Yemo Tian's thunderous roars and saw the dark devouring sword crazily devouring the spirit blood and souls of those aquatic creatures. Facing the dark devouring sword, these aquatic creatures couldn't defend themselves at all. Even Si Wen Ming's body could be penetrated by the sword, not to mention these weak aquatic creatures.
Scanning across Yemo Tian's body with his spirit power, Ji Hao sensed his growing stronger and stronger power vibration. Abruptly, Ji Hao laughed out loud and said, "Ah, such a good thing, I can't let you have it! Even though they are a bunch of damned spirit creatures, they are our Pan Gu world people. We should keep our goodies to ourselves, this has never been wrong! "
Pointing at the dark soul cauldron, Ji Hao released a dense cloud of dark mist that instantly wrapped up the eighteen floating mountains.
Compared to the dark devouring sword, the dark soul cauldron's killing efficiency was higher.
The dark mist wrapped those aquatic creatures up and spun slightly. Next, countless aquatic creatures fell to the ground while howling. Their spirit blood and souls were drained, and their bodies turned into dried bones, falling to the ground.
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