Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales Before the Newcomer Selection Competition, who would have thought that the Human Emperor Palace would perform so well?
Eight Apertures Physique, Nine Heavens Spiritual Physique, Heavenly Lightning Physique, Fire God Physique, and Qingshan Earth Physique.
Every single one of them made people gasp in surprise. Especially after someone guessed that Yan Qing might have the Heavenly Lightning Physique, she became idle.
What a joke. The Heavenly Thunder Body was the divine body of the strongest among the 12 deities. Even someone like the Nan Dou Celestial God would have to retreat if he were to face the Heavenly Thunder Body. Who would dare to provoke him?
Moreover, it was rumored that when the Heavenly Lightning Physique reached its peak, it could destroy everything …
The people who were defeated by Yan Qing just now had already explained everything.
However, how could the Asura Manor and the Nine Hell Manor allow the Human Emperor Palace to monopolize all five arenas?
Then, Leng Yu Sen's shadow attacked, challenging Xie Yandong and Ge Hong. Without any suspense, the Qingshan Earth Physique's defense was broken, and Ge Hong was defeated.
Xie Yandong, on the other hand, was engaged in a bitter battle with Leng Yu Sen.
In fact, he knew very well that he was not a match for the Supreme Nether King Physique, but he was doing his best to force Leng Yu Sen to use more of his trump cards.
"Damned bastard."
Leng Yu Sen naturally understood his intentions. His heart was filled with hatred, and his anger was overflowing.
This fellow had ruined his plans time and time again. That time in the Ancient Tomb, he had taken advantage of the fact that he had been trapped by the formation to steal the Spiritual Bead. In the end, he had chased him for thousands of miles and even entered the Sky Martial Continent …
"It seems like you really want to know my trump card."
Looking at Xie Yandong, who was in the lava, Leng Yu Sen's eyes turned cold. They were like two dark purgatories, imprisoning people's hearts and making them lose their minds.
"Hehe …"
Xie Yandong did not say anything. He grinned and became very cautious. He chanted an ancient incantation and the magma around him began to boil. It was as if a huge fire demon was roaring at the sky. The surrounding heat waves surged and the space was burnt like plastic. The pitch-black holes were very frightening. With just a glance, one would have the urge to escape.
"Ants will always be ants."
Leng Yu's cold eyes didn't change at all as he spat out those words without the slightest emotion. In an instant, his eyes turned a strange blue that could freeze the soul of others.
Furthermore, there was a layer of dark blue energy floating around him, directly freezing the space around him. It was as if it was made of ice, shining brightly. It was as if it was an existence that was solid.
In addition, he reached out a hand, facing Xie Yandong, his mouth spitting out a cold incantation, ancient, heavy, and like the sound of burning. "Underworld King's Heavenly Prison."
"Whoosh, whoosh …"
A powerful aura spread out, directly rolling towards Xie Yandong. Along the way, although the space didn't shatter, it was strangely frozen like a mirror. From afar, it really looked like a heavenly prison. The huge fire demon was directly suppressed. As long as the strange mirror spread, everything would be frozen. The terrifying magma also instantly froze. Frost filled the sky. The fire demon that could burn the heavens and the earth lost its spirit, as if it was trapped in a heavenly prison, waiting for death.
"The heavens and earth are silent, only my divine fire will not be extinguished."
Seeing this, Xie Yandong's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he directly sat down cross-legged and chanted an incantation. The Burning Sound rang out, and a wisp of flame ignited on his chest, erupting with an astonishing temperature, enveloping a radius of two meters around his body. The space was burned with holes that looked like plastic that appeared when it was burned, and at the same time, it also prevented the mirror-like Heavenly Prison from approaching.
"The Fire God Physique is indeed extraordinary."
In the distance, in the arena, Feng Hao couldn't help but secretly praise Xie Yandong's performance. At the same time, he also had a rough understanding of the power of Leng Yushen. After the cold energy spread out, the Illusionary Martial Vortex in his body surged like a vast sea, as if it wanted to fight.
"What's going on? Why is there such a strange movement?"
Feng Hao was puzzled. He couldn't understand the restlessness of the Illusionary Martial Vortex at all. He couldn't understand why it would act so strangely after sensing the existence of this kind of energy.
Back in the Heavenly Battle Ancient Tomb, when Leng Yushen used the God of Underworld's divine power, the Illusionary Martial Vortex had become restless. At that time, he hadn't mastered the Illusionary Martial Vortex, and it had almost killed him on the spot.
It was the same now. The restless Illusionary Martial Vortex told Feng Hao that it seemed to have a natural hostility towards the owner of this kind of energy.
This made Feng Hao confused.
The God of Nothingness and the Nine Underworld Monarch were both the three great God Lords of the Human Race. They had worked together to create a world for the Human Race. Why would the two of them be hostile towards each other?
He shook his head and didn't think too much about it. He secretly suppressed the restlessness of the Illusionary Martial Vortex and looked at Xie Yandong's arena with a solemn expression.
At this moment, even if Xie Yandong used all his strength to resist with the True Meaning of Fire, the prison-like mirror-like space was still slowly approaching him. The Divine Flame in front of him was like a flame in a raging wind. It flickered unsteadily, as if it could be extinguished at any time. Its color had also dimmed, and it wasn't as bright as before.
After a while, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The cracks in the space that had been burned by the shocking temperature closed up. Cold air spread and slowly approached, as if it was going to extinguish the last flame.
Xie Yandong was still sitting there with his eyes closed. His face was a little pale, and he was still chanting an ancient incantation. He was like a mortal struggling in the darkness and cold. All his spirit, energy, and spirit were protecting the flame in front of him.
"Sigh, I'm still going to lose."
Feng Hao sighed softly. Although he was still holding on, it was just a matter of time.
As expected, in just a few minutes, the prison-like space approached Xie Yandong. It was only a few centimeters away, but it almost penetrated his skin and froze him.
"Am I going to lose?"
Xie Yandong seemed to have sensed it. The corners of his mouth curled into a bitter smile. He opened his eyes and saw the flickering flame on his chest. It was about to be extinguished in the next second …
Suddenly, his eyes trembled. In his eyes, there was only the existence of this small flame. It was motionless, as if he had forgotten where he was.
Under this pressure, he seemed to have entered a strange state. Slowly, a wave of scorching heat spread out from his body.
[Fifth Update]
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