The Thunder Flood Dragons were twisting and turning. They seemed to have their own consciousness. Their bodies were several hundred meters long with electric beams twirling around them. A terrifying intent domain expanded, making people restless.
Cato, Feng Rao, and the others were standing close to Shi Yan. They discolored. Under the attack of the two Thunder Flood Dragons, they were fearful as if they were facing the power of the Origin of Thunder and Lightning.
Shi Yan held the Divine Sword, his face cold and stern. He instinctively released all of his energy.
Space suddenly changed.
The Divine Sword slashed in the void. Space slits appeared in front of him. They were as thin and long as swords.
It was the only technique he could think of to resist the attack.
Under the pressure of the Protoss, Shi Yan didn't know if his other methods would work. Even Tuo Hai and Li Yue Feng had died tragically. If he used force to dissolve the attack, his death would be more gruesome.
Sizzle Sizzle Sizzle!
The space slits were so thick that the time and space seemed to be disordered. Strange illusions appeared.
Shi Yan's figure flashed through the space slits as if he was traveling through time. His aura flashed and disappeared without any direction.
The two lightning dragons seemed to have lost track of him. They flew around the space rifts, unable to find him, and couldn't kill him with one strike.
Fan He and the others were solemn. Seeing the Protoss attack, they hesitated for a while before releasing their powers one more time.
The other five Second and Third Sky of Original God Realm experts knew that if they didn't kill this man, they would never have a peaceful day. Perhaps, the entire Raging Flame Star Area would be doomed.
As they had to take action, they joined hands one more time.
Different powers Upanishads appeared in the void, turning into brilliant light curtains. Under the control of the soul altar, they expanded towards the Protoss.
"Don't overestimate yourself," the Protoss man's face was cold, but his voice was gentle. He rose his hand, grabbing the air.
The iron scraps on the ground gathered under some kind of energy. Shortly after, they were refined into a one-hundred-meter-long iron chain. A fiery light moved on the iron chain. It seemed to be endowed with endless power.
He stretched out his hand and shook it. The iron chain was as straight as a sword. It was pitch-black and pierced forward with the sharpness of metal.
Feng Ke's tornadoes and Fan He's Metal power Upanishad were pierced through by the iron chain. The power Upanishad attached to Feng Ke's tornado was dissolved easily.
"Puchi!"
Feng Ke spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of white paper. After one strike, he was wounded severely.
Even Fan He, a Third Sky of Original God Realm expert, was shaken. Explosions echoed from his body as some kind of force pushed him backward. Blood splashed from his chest. He seemed to be hurt.
The God Intent Domain of the three Original God Realm experts Ao Gu Duo, Bi Tian, and Monica was affected by the sharp aura of the iron chain. Their God Souls couldn't control their God Intent Domain, scattering directly.
Chi chi chi!
The Dark Prison Demonic Flower was covered by the Vermilion Bird True Flame and the Earth Flame. It turned into ashes in the air, leaving nothing behind.
The eyes of the Protoss were filled with cold rage. They seemed to know that when a Dark Prison Demonic Flower disappeared, it meant that one of their fellows had fallen.
The two heaven flames covered hundreds of Dark Prison Demonic Flowers. Each of the Dark Prison Demonic Flowers had a wounded Protoss. They were his fellows who had been hurt badly during the countless years of fighting. However, they didn't have the power to get rid of the stone stele. They couldn't gather their consciousness or awaken their powers.
Because of that, they couldn't break free from the tempering of the Heavenly Fire. Once they were bound, they would be refined over time.
The extreme Yang heaven flame was the nemesis of the demonic flowers. It was one of the few strange flames in this world that could refine the demonic flowers. Seeing more demonic flowers wither, as if they were about to be refined, the Protoss snorted. He temporarily let go of Feng Ke and Fan He, walking towards the area where the two heaven flames were hovering.
Dots of divine light flowed in his eyes. The divine light was as dense as raindrops, sprinkling down and gathering in the center of the heaven flames.
The soul energy of the Earth Flame and the Vermilion Bird True Flame slowed down after the divine light had entered their bodies. The surging flames were retrieved, their power reduced sharply.
A glowing sphere made of countless bright lights slowly appeared in his palm, expanding bit by bit. Inside that glowing sphere, a wave of destructive will and soul consciousness was rising and becoming more and more obvious.
His cold eyes disdainfully looked at the area where the heaven flames were hovering. A cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
The Earth Flame and the Vermilion Bird True Flame could feel the energy that could destroy their lives. They were frightened. They didn't wait for Shi Yan to say more. They retrieved their auras, turned into two beams of flames, and disappeared, hovering above Shi Yan's heaven flame soul altar.
"The light ball he released can erase our existence. We can't resist it."
The Earth Flame and the Vermilion Bird True Flame sent him their thoughts, their soul energy begrudgingly.
"You guys can't resist it?" Shi Yan frowned. He was still moving through the space slits to avoid the two Lightning Flood Dragons. He didn't dare to leave the area covered by the space slits.
"Our levels aren't high enough. Perhaps when we reach level 8 and our life forms transform to a marvelous level, we can ignore the energy in his light ball. But now... we're not his equal opponent," said the Vermilion Bird True Flame.
The Earth Flame agreed. "This man's intimidating power is beyond our cognition. His soul hasn't recovered yet. His power is still limited. If he were in his peak condition, I... I can't imagine."
Shi Yan was stern inwardly.
As expected, his deduction was not wrong. Although this God Race person could be said to be terrifying at this time, he was far from his peak strength.
If he could restore his peak condition, Fan He and the others wouldn't even have a chance to resist. With just one glance, their soul altars would be crushed.
He was sure that this Protoss was an existence that had surpassed the Original God Realm!
"Then we should change our way of thinking." Pondering for a while, Shi Yan had a new idea. He urged his power Upanishad to move the space slits around him.
The space slits in the void were like massive mouths that opened, falling on the Dark Prison Demonic Flowers.
The Protoss seemed to recognize his intention. He discolored for the first time. "You dare!"
"Why not?" Shi Yan mumbled faintly. He then released all of his energy, bringing the space slits grumblingly towards the Dark Prison Demonic Flowers.
Turbulent air currents were created as strands of chaotic spatial energy gushed out of the crevice.
The Dark Prison Demonic Flowers hadn't bloomed yet. They flew out and disappeared into the space slits as if they were pulled by some unknown force.
In just three seconds, more than three hundred Dark Prison Demonic Flowers had fallen into the space slits, scattering in the mysterious chaotic space basin.
"Go! Refine them! My thoughts are connected to yours. I can gather you one more time! "Shi Yan ordered calmly.
The Earth Flame and the Vermilion Bird True Flame didn't hesitate. They turned into two beams of fire, flying into a space slit. They maintained the soul connection with Shi Yan. In the magical, chaotic space basin, they continued to hunt the Dark Prison Demonic Flowers. They didn't give them a chance. They wanted to refine the Dark Prison Demonic Flowers and the Protoss warriors inside them.
The Protoss were strong, but they didn't have many people. It wasn't easy to reproduce. Every warrior that died was a part of their force. Thus, the Protoss didn't hesitate to build the God Perishing Land here to help their wounded warriors recover.
They didn't care about the lives of the other clans. They had imprisoned the Original God Realm, Ethereal God Realm, and Incipient God Realm warriors to absorb their energy to help their fellows recover. It showed how much they valued the safety of their fellows.
More than three hundred Dark Prison Demonic Flowers meant more than three hundred members of the Protoss. Perhaps, there were some who were more intimidating than the one who had just broken free. However, they didn't have enough energy to wake up. That was why they were so fragile.
Shi Yan had dragged them and the demonic flowers into the most magical, chaotic space basin in this world. He wanted to refine them with the heaven flames. He wanted to make the Protoss bear a big loss.
Of course, that God clansman was so enraged that he wanted to go crazy. Without any hesitation, he personally walked toward ShiYan. He didn't use the lightning flood dragon as if he wanted to kill ShiYan before the space crack and drag his clansman out of the chaotic space basin.
Shi Yan grimaced. Seeing the Protoss warrior storming toward him like an erupting volcano, he felt dispirited that he couldn't defeat him.
He was only at the King God Realm while the other was at least at high-level Ethereal God Realm. Under the massive gap between their realms, how could he resist?
Shi Yan didn't have a solution.
Looking at the space slits exploding in the corner of his eyes, his eyes sparkled with a strange light. He was trying to make a tough decision.
Perhaps, he could only hide in the space slits to avoid the fatal attack of the Protoss warrior.
However, the space slits were the most mysterious and unpredictable places in this world. As he cultivated Space power Upanishad, he knew the dangers of this place better than anyone else. Once he got in there, he didn't know if he could escape for the rest of his life.
Time was tight. He didn't have the Empty Fantasy Crystal and he couldn't urge the Immortal Demon Blood to connect with Grace Mainland. His soul altar was also affected. He didn't have the time or the chance to build a space passage to get through the space slits.
What a headache!
While he was in a dilemma, trying to make a choice, an ink-black mass descended from a far distance. The absolute darkness descended and pressed down the void.
An old voice arose from that mass of darkness. "I'll take over the Protoss warrior. You try your best to refine the demonic flowers."
It was Phelan.
Her voice came from the darkness, without any aura. She was like a ghost that hid all traces. However, as soon as her voice echoed, the terrifying pressure in the depths of the souls of the pirates and the experts from the three great forces was relieved.
In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible hand that forcefully tore apart the divine might of the God Race expert.
Everyone suddenly felt their entire bodies relax.
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