"Three more minutes!"
Enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, Ning Yue stood up with difficulty.
As long as he could hold on for another three minutes, the Dark Emperor would be able to completely devour the aura of the Ancient Flood Dragon.
The aura of the Ancient Flood Dragon was not weak. If the Dark Emperor could devour it, he could very well advance to the mid Primal Core stage.
When he was in the early Primal Core stage, the Dark Emperor could already kill a late Primal Core stage martial artist. Once he advanced to the mid Primal Core stage, his strength would increase by leaps and bounds.
By then, Ning Yue would no longer be afraid of the two peak Primal Core stage martial artists in front of him.
"Black White Double Ghosts, you two can leave first."
Seeing that Ning Yue had been defeated, the First Prince took a step forward and waved his hand. "I don't need you here for now. I have a few words to say to Ning Yue."
Without any hesitation, the Black and White Double Ghosts immediately disappeared from the area in a flash.
"Ning Yue, I'll give you one last chance. Submit to me!" The First Prince said in a low voice.
"Stop dreaming in broad daylight. You want me to submit to you? Impossible," Ning Yue said in a low voice.
"Good, very good, very good."
With a smirk, the First Prince pointed at the Dark Emperor and said coldly, "I know this little dog is not simple. If you don't submit to me, I'll kill it and make it into dog meat!"
As soon as the word 'eat' was said, the First Prince appeared in front of the Dark Emperor. He lifted his right leg and kicked at the Dark Emperor.
The First Prince's kick was so powerful that if the Dark Emperor was unlucky enough to be hit, he would be crippled even if he did not die.
At this critical moment, Ning Yue stepped forward and stood in front of the Dark Emperor.
Then, Ning Yue raised his right arm and collided with the First Prince's right leg, which he could not avoid.
Bang!
A crisp sound rang out as the two figures were sent flying.
Ning Yue took three steps back, while the First Prince took four steps back!
At this moment, it was clear who was stronger.
"Ning Yue took a blow from two pinnacle Primal Core adepts head-on, and still managed to unleash such a powerful attack!"
"Isn't that so? I was also surprised by that."
"As expected of a core disciple of the Sacred Institute of Danwu College. His strength is formidable."
The sounds of discussion in the surroundings caused the First Prince's expression to turn even gloomier.
From that move just now, he could tell that Ning Yue still possessed powerful combat strength, at the very least comparable to him.
This was very embarrassing for him.
He had already ordered the Black White Double Ghosts to retreat. If he were to summon the Black White Double Ghosts again, he would be going back on his words.
As the First Prince, going back on his word in front of so many people was very disadvantageous to him in his fight for the position of Crown Prince.
However, without the Black and White Double Ghosts, he was no match for Ning Yue. At the very least, he could not defeat Ning Yue in a short period of time!
Whoosh!
At this moment, a black-robed martial artist landed before the First Prince.
Looking at the black-robed martial artist who had suddenly appeared before him, the First Prince's heart skipped a beat. Without batting an eyelid, he asked, "You are?"
"Ji Ming, Young Master Wen has a feud with Ning Yue, and he has specially ordered me to come and take him down," the black-robed martial artist said.
"First Prince, there is no need for you to personally deal with a stubborn person like Ning Yue. Leave it to me."
Wen Yi came before the First Prince and said, "Ning Yue and I are already at a point where we will not rest until one of us is dead. It would be best for me to deal with him.
In that case, I will let you have him! " Although he was rather excited, the First Prince did not show it on his face. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Don't worry about my feelings. I will not ask about your feud, nor will I interfere."
"In that case, many thanks." Wen Yi first cupped his hands at the First Prince, then turned to Ji Ming and said, "Uncle Ji, please."
"Understood."
Nodding, Ji Ming's figure flashed as he charged directly at Ning Yue.
Ji Ming's speed was very fast, so fast that before Ning Yue could react, he had already arrived before him.
Following that, Ji Ming's fist brought with it a gust of Essence as it landed squarely on Ning Yue's chest.
Bang!
The huge force from his chest caused Ning Yue's body to fly back like a kite with a broken string. He only managed to stabilize himself after flying back several meters.
"Oh?" Seeing that Ning Yue had not been beaten to the ground, Ji Ming raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat incredulous. "To be able to block a punch with thirty percent of my strength, you are indeed not simple."
Following that, Ji Ming's tone changed, and he said coldly, "You will not be so lucky after this."
Just as he finished speaking, all the Essence in Ji Ming's body surged out, and he charged forward as fast as lightning.
Sensing the strong Essence fluctuations coming from Ji Ming, Ning Yue's expression turned extremely grave.
"Two more minutes!" Gritting his teeth, Ning Yue gathered all the Essence in his body on his wrist, and instead of retreating, he charged towards Ji Ming.
"What is Ning Yue trying to do?"
"Ji Ming is a pinnacle Primal Core martial artist. Instead of running away, Ning Yue wants to fight him?"
"Does he think that just by blocking a blow from the Black and White Double Evils, he can go up against Ji Ming?"
"Heh heh, a sin committed by God can be forgiven, but a sin committed by oneself cannot be avoided!"
Regarding Ning Yue's crazy actions, the surrounding martial artists all had the same opinion.
That was, Ning Yue would definitely lose! There was no doubt about it.
Since ancient times, there had been people in the early stages of the True Martial Realm who could go up against a pinnacle Primal Core martial artist.
However, no one thought that Ning Yue could do this.
Smack!
What happened next also confirmed the crowd's suspicions.
With a muffled sound, Ning Yue flew back several feet, only stopping when his body hit the city wall.
On the other hand, Ji Ming stood where he was, completely unharmed.
"One more minute!"
Swallowing the metallic taste in his throat, Ning Yue once again stood up from the ground.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Yue said to Ji Ming, "A pinnacle Primal Core martial artist is only so-so."
"So-So?"
Ji Ming seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world as he threw his head back and laughed maniacally. Then he said coldly, "Since you say so, I will use all my strength. Let's see if you can block it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ming's hands quickly formed a series of seals.
As he waved his wrist continuously, the surrounding Primordial Qi gathered towards his palm with him as the center.
After thirty seconds, Ji Ming's palms suddenly pushed forward.
Whoosh!
The next moment, an almost tangible palm print appeared in the air.
"Go!"
Ji Ming bellowed. The palm print seemed to have eyes of its own as it hurtled towards Ning Yue.
"Damn it!"
As he stared at the approaching giant palm print, Ning Yue's eyes were filled with determination.
This palm print was practically the strongest move he had used since he had advanced to the True Martial Realm.
Turning his head to look at the Dark Emperor, whose eyes were still tightly shut, Ning Yue gritted his teeth and decided to use all four illusory Golden Cores!
Only by using all four illusory Golden Cores would he have a chance of survival!
However, just as Ning Yue was about to expose the illusory Golden Cores in his sea of knowledge, he sensed something and hurriedly turned his head.
Not far away, a ray of cold light suddenly shot over. At the same time, a somewhat arrogant voice resounded in this region.
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