That figure suddenly appeared before Yan Zhaoge himself. It was a red-clothed youth.
This red-clothed man's entire body similarly surged with boundless blazing fire, his palm like a sabre, resembling a fire phoenix spreading its wings as he chopped towards Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge blinked. The other party was a late Merging Avatar Martial Saint. While he looked young, he was actually a veteran expert.
In the earlier battle between Wang Hui and Bai Ziming as well as Wang Hui's battle with the Northern Ocean Clone, he had been lacking in strength even if he wanted to help.
Yet, now that Wang Hui controlled the golden inkstone to obstruct Bai Ziming and Yan Zhaoge while she faced the Northern Ocean Clone once more, this man was attacking Yan Zhaoge himself!
"Capture him and force him to use that Seeing Divinity Martial Saint level clone of his to help us. With that, we will have a chance to escape!"
There was no need for detailed discussion. Wang Hui and her junior brother had already made up their minds.
Yan Zhaoge who had still seemed insignificant earlier, merely at the first level of the Martial Saint realm, had suddenly become a hot commodity in the eyes of the two.
It was like the key to solving the current predicament.
Looking at the sabre chopping towards him, its actual target enveloping the entire area, cutting off all of his paths of retreat, Yan Zhaoge could not help but smile.
He did not dodge as his opponent had expected. Instead, he faced the flaming saber light and stepped forward.
The red-clothed man was slightly taken aback as he could not understand why an early Merging Avatar Martial Saint would dare to do such a thing.
His actions looked no different from throwing his life away, as if he was voluntarily throwing himself at the flaming blade.
Yan Zhaoge raised his palm, flipping it over and slamming it down towards the top of his opponent's head.
Wherever his palm passed, it was as if the heavens were falling!
The fiery sabres that had originally enveloped Yan Zhaoge were all distorted as they were swept back in reverse at this moment.
A scene appeared in front of the red-clothed man's eyes. The sky above his head seemed to be collapsing, wanting to smash him down.
Greatly shocked, he no longer dared to harbor any thoughts of capturing Yan Zhaoge alive as he circulated his sabre arts with all his might.
The fiery phoenix spread its wings, all-encompassing blazing fire transforming into infinite blades, chopping towards Yan Zhaoge with the momentum of a prairie fire.
He realized that the opponent in front of him was not simple!
He and Wang Hui's previous thoughts were completely wrong.
Yan Zhaoge was not a small fry that could be easily captured like he had imagined. Instead, he was a mortal enemy!
Now, he only wished to kill Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge ignored his opponent's movements as he just slammed down with a palm!
In the eyes of others, it was as if the sky had collapsed.
However, the red-clothed man who was directly facing Yan Zhaoge was greatly shocked. Not only did the sky before him collapse, the entire heavens and earth even seemed to have reversed at this moment!
The heavens and earth were overturned, and the universe was displaced!
The flames that filled the sky were like fragile candlelight in the wind in the face of this earth-shattering calamity, easily extinguished.
The red-robed man let out a long roar. Raging flames swirled around him as he turned into a scarlet fire phoenix and retreated rapidly!
The fiery light shuttled back and forth between the heavens and the earth, trying to escape from this earth-shattering catastrophe.
However, Yan Zhaoge just laughed, raising his other hand as well, both his hands clapping downwards together!
It wasn't just within the red-clothed man's consciousness. Even the actual space itself had been shattered and roiled by Yan Zhaoge's attack!
Unable to evade, that red-clothed man could only let out a shout, his hands hurriedly blocking Yan Zhaoge's descending palms.
As soon as the two sides clashed, the red-clothed man's entire body shook intensely, his bones emitting explosive crackling sounds as he seemed about to be slammed directly into the ground by Yan Zhaoge.
"So much power?! This is an early Merging Avatar Martial Saint? " The red-clothed man was rendered wide-eyed and tongue-tied, "In terms of pure strength, the early Seeing Divinity stage is merely this much, right?"
The red-clothed man emitted a muffled groan as a lustrous purple light appeared on his body as well.
Where the purple light passed, it blocked Yan Zhaoge's descending palms, preventing this red-clothed man from being smashed into smithereens.
Seeing the fortuitous purple light of fortuitous virtue surging on the body of this red-clothed man as well, Yan Zhaoge smiled nonchalantly, "Have you succeeded in cultivating in the White Qi of Nether Virtue?"
Executing Finger Flicking Shocking Thunder, Yan Zhaoge struck out with palm after palm, the terrifying force of his palm resembling a chain of thunderbolts as it was continuously unleashed without pause!
A terrifying force that could shake the heavens and overturn the earth unceasingly overturned the fortuitous purple light of fortuitous virtue on the red-clothed man's body.
Under the terrifying concept of the true intent of two extremities which had been established after the heavens and earth had been split apart, even that fortuitous purple light of fortuitous virtue which was untainted by killing tribulations began to shatter beneath its unceasing barrage!
Beneath that red-clothed man's horrified gaze, his protective purple light was forcibly broken through by Yan Zhaoge!
A tyrannical, vigorous force invaded his body, causing his entire body's bones and blood vessels to shudder and shatter!
Still, he was even more shocked by the fact that beneath Yan Zhaoge's terrifying palm force of the Cyclic Heavenly Seal, the blazing hot true essence within his body that resembled fire actually completely turned into extreme yin and extreme cold, freezing his very soul.
"You …" The red-clothed man opened his mouth wide, but before he could finish speaking, he was already powerless to resist Yan Zhaoge's descending palm.
Yan Zhaoge's massive palm that obscured the heavens descended, directly smashing that red-clothed man's skull apart as he died on the spot.
"Stop!" Wang Hui was caught off-guard as she was about to summon the golden inkstone to save him, yet was obstructed by Bai Ziming and Yan Zhaoge.
She herself was not a match for the Northern Ocean Clone as her shoulder was directly pierced through by his spear.
Yan Zhaoge smiled mildly, "My apologies. The martial arts that this Yan cultivates in are rather violent as it is not easy to hold back. Please do not blame me for offending you."
Wang Hui grit her teeth, staring at Yan Zhaoge, "You … you actually …"
Yan Zhaoge nonchalantly clapped his hands, "It is true that your Master is the Southern Exalt. Still, this does not mean that you are as capable as your Master, much less that this Yan will just stand there and let you slaughter him as you please."
"You want to pick the soft ones to squash? That's nothing," Yan Zhaoge chuckled, "I like squashing soft persimmons too."
Wang Hui's vision darkened as she nearly vomited a mouthful of blood.
Bai Ziming and Yan Zhaoge were similarly shocked as they looked at Yan Zhaoge.
While they had heard that Yan Zhaoge's strength was inestimable, far surpassing that of other martial practitioners of the same cultivation level.
Still, having personally seen Yan Zhaoge of the first level of the Martial Saint realm slay a third level Martial Saint with a single palm, that impact caused a chill to run down their backs.
This was especially so when that red-clothed man was actually not weak at all. On the contrary, as a disciple of the Southern Exalt's lineage, he was extremely outstanding amongst martial practitioners of the same cultivation level!
Yet, against Yan Zhaoge, he had been defeated without any suspense at all.
"It is not that he is too weak, it is that this Yan Zhaoge is too strong …" Bai Ziming sucked in a breath of cold air, "Wait, this palm of his seems to have been seen somewhere before, but it was not as majestic and tyrannical as this one, giving off a feeling of being unable to withstand it …"
Wang Hui wanted to fight with her life on the line, but a powerful aura suddenly came from afar, shaking heaven and earth.
The clouds parted, astral winds sweeping through the nine heavens as a massive divine vessel appeared before everyone's eyes. It was precisely the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel.
Zheng Ming stood on the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, his expression extremely ugly.
Glancing at him, Yan Zhaoge and Bai Ziming knew that the late Seeing Divinity Martial Saint he had been pursuing had most likely managed to escape.
Zheng Ming heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Hui. (To be continued.)
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