"Explode!"
His vicious face was filled with fury and viciousness as Tyrant Soul suddenly roared out.
"Rumble!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Spurt! As Tyrant Soul roared out, the light from his sword suddenly shone brightly before exploding. Under the influence of the light, the balance was broken, and the fire tornado and lightning-attributed energy exploded at the same time. An even more destructive power swept out, causing the three of them to vomit blood from the shockwave as they shot back.
"Buzz buzz!"
The destructive power from before did not disperse. Now, an even more terrifying power swept out, causing the space of the Saints' World to shake violently.
"The power of a late Saint Venerate really is terrifying!" The Leng Emperor looked back at the even more terrifying power as he quickly moved away. His heart trembled as fear filled his eyes.
Even after fifteen minutes had passed, the destructive energy that had swept out from the battlefield had not completely dissipated. The entire battlefield was filled with a large amount of dust, as if a mysterious veil had covered the dark space.
When the space gradually brightened up, everyone was frightened out of their wits by the destruction of the ground below. The ground within a radius of several million meters had been reduced to a bottomless pit several million meters deep. The destructive power was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.
All the cities and palaces within a radius of several million meters had vanished. Countless independent cultivators fled for their lives, fleeing to other regions. The teleportation gate to the eastern region had probably been destroyed as well.
The space gradually brightened up, and Tyrant Soul and Po Feng gradually appeared in the distant sky. Their faces were pale, and their breathing was ragged. They were heavily injured.
On the other side, Yan Kui was rather pale as well. Even though he was a peak late Saint Venerate, he still found it difficult to endure the destructive power from before as he had not fully recovered. However, his injuries were not as severe as Tyrant Soul and Po Feng's.
"I can't heavily injure Yan Kui even after using my full strength. That old bastard is getting stronger and stronger," Po Feng said furiously with a frown.
Tyrant Soul pondered for a while before gritting his teeth furiously, "We can't let him refine Xiao Chen's power, or we won't be his opponent at all!"
Tyrant Soul and Po Feng understood Yan Kui's terrifying strength extremely well. They already struggled to deal with Yan Kui right now, let alone once Yan Kui refined the Chaotic Force. By then, the two of them probably would not even have the chance to do anything.
"Dominating Soul, if you had ignited your soul body just now, perhaps this King's injuries would have been even more serious. What a pity." Yan Kui smiled as he looked at Tyrant Soul and Po Feng, suppressing the surging Qi and blood in his body.
Yan Kui paused for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "Today's battle ends here. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't be accompanying the two of you. Now that I possess the energy of the Water God, it isn't difficult for me to recover from my injuries. Tyrant Soul, Po Feng, both of you better be prepared because the next time we meet will be the day both of you die! I'm sure we'll meet again. "
Although Yan Kui was stronger than Tyrant Soul and Feng Po, Yan Kui didn't want to waste time after the lesson he had learned from the battle all those years ago. With his current strength, he was still unable to kill Tyrant Soul and Feng Po.
Rather than wasting his strength in vain and causing himself serious injuries, it would be better to go back and refine Xiao Chen's Primal Chaos Force. Once his cultivation improved, he could then kill Tyrant Soul and Po Feng.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Tyrant Soul roared furiously as he shot forward once more, completely ignoring his serious injuries.
"Tyrant Soul, with your current injuries, you won't be able to keep me here!" Yan Kui's elderly face was surprisingly lifted in disdain as he spoke with a faint, cold smile. Then, he turned around and slowly flew away.
Yan Kui wouldn't act rashly before he had absolute confidence in killing Tyrant Soul and Feng Po. He didn't want to fail miserably.
"Even if you want to leave, you'll have to leave behind Xiao Chen's power!" Feng Po roared furiously as a terrifying power erupted once more.
"Hmph! I don't believe I can't keep you here! " With a ferocious snort, the Tyrant Soul once again poured its terrifying power into the divine sword, and the destructive power of the sword swept out wildly.
However, Tyrant Soul was severely injured, so the power of his sword was much weaker than before.
At the same time, the Tyrant Soul fully utilized the power of the Primordial Fire in his body. Terrifying green flames gushed out and soared into the sky. High up in the sky, a huge green sea of fire was formed.
The sea of fire's appearance caused the temperature of the eastern region to rise rapidly. The spectators in the distance all felt extremely hot, as if they were in a steamer.
Those who possessed the power of the ice attribute were using it to relieve the heat.
The destructive sword light soared into the sky under Tyrant Soul's control and merged with the sea of fire. The sword light's power skyrocketed!
Even though he was heavily injured, the sword light's power was comparable to his peak after merging with the power of the Primordial Fire.
The destructive sword light's power shook the entire Saints' World once more.
"Destruction Sword Technique! Destruction Shadow Fiend! "
Ba Hun roared inwardly as he pointed his divine sword at the sky. Immediately after, he waved his sword, and the huge sea of flames in the sky suddenly changed. Under everyone's shocked and horrified gazes, a green flame sword was condensed and shot out with a destructive aura.
"Earth Class Saint Technique! Wind Xun! Soul Shattering Sword! "
Tyrant Soul roared inwardly as he quickly formed a seal with his hands. Destructive wind-attribute power erupted and quickly formed a huge energy sword. Feng Po waved his hand, and the energy sword tore through the air with a violent aura.
"Earth Class Saint Technique! Watermoon Mirror! "
A dark and cold glint flashed across Yan Kui's deep eyes. He let out a cold cry in his heart as he waved his hand. Immediately, a transparent mirror-like energy layer was formed. It was a hundred thousand feet in size and formed an enormous crystal wall that blocked the two destructive forces that shot over.
After using the Earth Class Saint Technique, Yan Kui did not even glance at it. He turned around and slowly flew away. He seemed to be filled with confidence in the energy he had used.
The nine great doyens who were watching from afar quickly followed behind Yan Kui. Their eyes were filled with respect.
"Rumble!"
Hum hum!
The two terrifying powers collided with the huge layer of energy and exploded the moment they collided. Destructive ripples of energy swept out wildly as the space of the Saints' World was devastated once again.
However, even with such terrifying power, it was unable to shake the Water Moon Mirror that Yan Kui had condensed. It had completely blocked Tyrant Soul and Feng Po's powers.
"How is this possible!" The expressions of Tyrant Soul and Feng Po changed drastically. They refused to believe that they were unable to break through the Water Moon Mirror that the injured Yan Kui had condensed with their strength.
"Tyrant Soul, Feng Po, it's not like you haven't seen this defensive power of mine before. Stop wasting your strength," Yan Kui's indifferent voice rang out from afar as he slowly flew away.
"Bastard!" Tyrant Soul's face twitched viciously as he cursed furiously.
Both Tyrant Soul and Feng Po had expended a lot of energy. They were unable to stop Yan Kui now, so they could only watch him leave.
"We're in trouble now!" Feng Po said with a heavy voice. If Yan Kui left this time, it would become even more troublesome once Yan Kui refined the Chaotic Force.
Once Yan Kui appeared again, a great battle would be unavoidable. Moreover, Yan Kui would become even more terrifying. At that time, no one would be able to stop him.
"We have to recover from our injuries as soon as possible. Even if Yan Kui refined the Chaotic Force, we still have a chance to defeat him. Old Man, refine some pills as soon as possible. These pills can increase our strength for two hours!" Tyrant Soul said in a deep voice as he looked at Feng Po.
Feng Po nodded lightly and said solemnly, "That's the only way."
"Xiao Chen!" Suddenly, Xiao Chen's voice rang out. Tyrant Soul rushed towards Xiao Chen, his heart filled with worry.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was still unconscious. Even the ancient alchemist could not help Xiao Chen wake up.
"Tyrant Soul Palace Master, Xiao Chen's Chaotic Force was forcibly extracted, causing great harm to him. Even though his injuries have healed, he has not woken up," The ancient alchemist shook his head helplessly as he looked at the worried Tyrant Soul.
Feng Po hurriedly checked on Xiao Chen's situation and frowned, asking curiously, "His injuries have healed and Xiao Chen's Saint Qi is still there. Everything is normal, so why hasn't he woken up? Even if his Chaotic Force was extracted, it should only have some effect on Xiao Chen's cultivation. It's impossible for him to still be unconscious. "
"Alchemist God, is there a way to wake Xiao Chen up?" Tyrant Soul asked hurriedly. He was extremely worried about his beloved disciple.
Shaking his head, the ancient alchemist sighed, "Old Man can't do anything. This situation is no longer something Old Man can help. Perhaps Xiao Chen's subconscious has fallen asleep and cannot wake up for the time being."
"Palace Master, Holy Master Feng Po, your injuries are serious. You should go back and heal quickly. The Young Palace Master's life is no longer in danger, so there is no need to worry too much. He should be able to wake up soon," The Leng Emperor said respectfully.
"The Leng Emperor is right. Xiao Chen probably won't wake up so soon. You can rest assured and go back to heal. Old Man will help you recover as soon as possible. The Old Man has already developed a new type of herb that should be of great help to you," The ancient alchemist nodded in agreement.
"Many thanks, Alchemist God!" Feng Po smiled faintly.
However, what made everyone even more worried was that Xiao Chen had been in a coma for half a month, and there was still no sign of him waking up. What made everyone even more curious was that Xiao Chen's cultivation was increasing at a rapid pace.
While in a coma and not cultivating, Xiao Chen's cultivation was strangely increasing! And the speed of his cultivation was increasing was astonishing.
No one knew what was going on. Tyrant Soul and Feng Po couldn't understand this strange phenomenon. They checked Xiao Chen's body but couldn't find anything wrong.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Xiao Chen, who had been unconscious for a whole month, had miraculously increased his cultivation to the peak of the early-stage Saint Emperor Realm!
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