Arriving in the vicinity of the Whole Tower Region, Yan Zhaoge stood within the Myriad Dragon Palace, smiling at Yue Baoqi.
Yue Baoqi's expression was stern, "Are you certain that you have a way to break the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation?"
Yan Zhaoge spread his palms apart, "Saying that I am a hundred percent certain would be a lie. Still, it is true that I have some ideas."
Yue Baoqi pondered for a moment before nodding, exiting the Myriad Dragon Palace and flying into the region of sea of the Whole Tower Region.
Her fellow disciples of the North Sea Sword Pavilion and the Lishan Sect martial practitioners whom she had rescued earlier had already been released midway, fleeing far away.
Having no further worries, having been able to come this far, Yue Baoqi was not someone who was afraid of trouble as she immediately decided to work together with Yan Zhaoge.
After all, it was not enough for her to help her sect resolve the threat of the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation alone.
Still, she would not completely trust Yan Zhaoge as she would inevitably have to be careful in her actions.
Yan Zhaoge really had no intention of tricking her, at least not now.
Yue Baoqi's appearance in the Whole Tower Region had indeed drawn the attention of the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners in the area as experts immediately began pursuing and capturing her.
Yan Zhaoge secretly assisted Yue Baoqi in getting rid of these opponents.
Until another sword-light streaked through the horizon in pursuit of Yue Baoqi.
Seeing that sword-light that resembled water, Yan Zhaoge instantly laughed, "This Yan is fishing, those who are willing to take the bait."
Seeing that sword-light that resembled water, Yue Baoqi had an idea as she hurriedly fled far away.
The other party's cultivation base was higher than hers, and the sword-light of the Time Flowing Sword was also swift as it virtually arrived behind her in an instant.
Terrifying light swept through the heavens and the earth, freezing the space of the region of sea before her. Enveloped by the sword-light, the flow of time became incomparably slow.
Yue Baoqi had no intention of resisting as she simply continued fleeing into the distance.
At the same time, the roar of a dragon resounded as streams of light supported a massive palace as it rose from the sea's surface.
Where the golden light passed, that sword-light that resembled the flowing waters of time instantly dispersed somewhat.
Yue Baoqi's already slowed movements regained their normal speed.
As the sword-light flickered, the figure of a youth was revealed. It was precisely the descendant of the Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture that Yan Zhaoge had met once before, Kang Jinyuan.
Kang Jinyuan smiled coldly, "Did you think that I did not discover your existence earlier?"
Sword-light flashed. The speed of the Myriad Dragon Palace and Yue Baoqi looked like they were about to slow down once more, while Kang Jinyuan's own speed suddenly rose by a notch.
Now, the great gate of the Myriad Dragon Palace opened, streams of qi of true dragons surging out from within as Yan Zhaoge appeared, landing atop the Myriad Dragon Palace.
He clapped his hands downwards simultaneously, the Myriad Dragon Palace shaking intensely.
Rays of golden light condensed into real dragons and soared into the sky. They became pale and decayed in the water-like sword light, but the sword light also dimmed a little.
Yue Baoqi took this opportunity to jump out of the range of the sword light and instantly went far away.
Kang Jinyuan's face sank as he stared at Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge appraised Kang Jinyuan rather interestedly, smiling, "You are at the third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar stage. Your abilities should not be limited to this. Are you injured?"
"The injury doesn't seem to be a recent problem. It should be some time ago."
"From the looks of it, you were injured when you were chasing after the Radiant Light Sect's Nong Yuxuan?"
Back then, his injuries were not light. The Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture had a miraculous healing effect, and Kang Jinyuan had many seniors with higher cultivation realms.
His injuries having not completely healed up till now, it meant that they had been very serious back then.
Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Kang Jinyuan's expression instantly turned even uglier.
Staring at Yan Zhaoge, he snorted, "So it was you."
Having had Yue Baoqi run away and his old wounds reopened, Kang Jinyuan's expression was incomparably terrible.
Still, he quickly smiled, "I remember now. That Radiant Light Sect fella surnamed Nong clashed with you back then. Midway through the battle, something suddenly happened to him."
"That should not be a coincidence. Instead, you should have some secret technique or treasure that countered him."
Kang Jinyuan smiled savagely, "Hand it over obediently and this Young Master will leave you a whole corpse."
Yan Zhaoge was not vexed upon hearing his words as he laughed lightly, "Oh, thinking about the thing in my hands that countered Nong Yuxuan, this means that you were unable to take him down back then?"
Kang Jinyuan's expression changed.
Yan Zhaoge continued, "I had still thought earlier that it was you who had been forced to pay a price for slaying Nong Yuxuan."
"From the looks of it now, however, that is not the case at all. The Nong Yuxuan who was injured by me was still able to beat you to such a state? Or did the Radiant Light Sect send other martial practitioners to assist Nong Yuxuan? "
Before Yan Zhaoge had finished speaking, he saw Kang Jinyuan's expression turn savage as he stabbed towards him with a sword!
The sword-light that resembled water surged mightily, obscuring the heavens and covering the earth.
Where the sword-light passed, the flow of time amidst space seemed to have come to a halt, all things seeming to be rendered motionless as only Kang Jinyuan was unaffected.
Yan Zhaoge's face showed no fear. Clad in the Imperious Cold Martial Armour, golden light flashed within his palm as the heavy black Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear appeared within.
Wielding the spear with both hands, he flicked it towards the heavens, a violent force resembling a great roc leaving the sea, transforming into a great roc as it shot straight up into the sky, shooting towards the nine heavens.
Numerous ice dragons and numerous golden rocs accompanied that massive roc as they soared high into the sky.
A majestic force domineeringly broke through the sword-light that resembled a long river, causing the flow of time in the surrounding heavens and earth to return to normal.
Kang Jinyuan laughed coldly, "What a domineering fella. This Young Master hates people like you the most."
Amidst his cold laughter, he tapped out repeatedly with the short sword in his hand, the sword-light changing once more as it instantly transformed into innumerable strands which entangled Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear within his hands instantly striking out thousands of times, each spear stabbing towards those strands of sword-light that resembled silk.
The Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear and the other party's low-grade Sacred Artifact, the Passing Water Sword, instantly clashed thousands of times.
The powerful force shook and extended along the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear, invading Yan Zhaoge's body.
Yan Zhaoge's spear-wielding palm instantly showed signs of aging, losing all moisture as wrinkles appeared on it.
The Imperious Cold Martial Armour flickered as streams of ice-blue radiance enveloped Yan Zhaoge's hands, forming a freezing force which delayed the encroachment of the enemy's martial concept.
However, while Kang Jinyuan was injured, his cultivation base was extraordinary at the end of the day as he also cultivated in a supreme martial art like the Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture.
Time flowed like water, merciless.
Even the biting cold ice decayed along with it.
The ice did not melt, instead directly transforming into mist and dissipating.
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change as the qi whirlpool within his body transformed into chaos one after another, having no front and no back, no beginning and no end as even the flow of time dissipated into nothingness.
His skin turned old, but as his true essence circulated within his body, circulating a cycle, he immediately regained his youth, lustrous and lustrous appearance.
Kang Jinyuan was taken aback, "Completely unaffected?"
Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Divine Spear moved once more, quick as flashing lightning with the momentum of rushing thunder as it pierced towards Kang Jinyuan.
Kang Jinyuan's figure drifted, seemingly slow yet actually fast as he prepared to evade Yan Zhaoge's spear.
However, the Myriad Dragon Palace now emitted streams of light which transformed into numerous light dragons that entangled Kang Jinyuan's body, leaving him unable to evade.
The terrifying tip of the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear heavily pierced towards Kang Jinyuan's chest.
Now, however, a treasured light that was bright to the extreme suddenly appeared at Kang Jinyuan's chest, resembling a round mirror.
The treasured light rapidly expanded, protecting his entire body as the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear was unable to advance any further.
Kang Jinyuan smiled savagely as he made use of this chance to advance, entering the range of Yan Zhaoge's spear as he stabbed towards his chest. (To be continued.)
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