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Chapter 903

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Boom!

Boom!

Gu Li slammed into the ground, pain wracking his chest. He couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

He stared wide-eyed at Ye Zichen, who stood in the sky. Ye Zichen's snow-white wings flapped back and forth behind him. Ye Zichen crossed his arms and looked back at him coldly.

At that moment, the thick, ink-black clouds drifted away, revealing a ray of light that illuminated the earth.

An angel.

Right now, Ye Zichen was like an angel often mentioned in books. He stood proudly in the sky, bathed in sunlight.

"Wings."

Gu Zichen couldn't help but arch his brows. He naturally knew that Ye Zichen had the bloodline of a holy demon, and he also knew that he had wings. He also knew that his wings would grow in the future.

But …..

These wings had to first appear when Ye Zichen ascended to divinity.

If history hadn't changed, then Ye Zichen had condensed his wings when he ascended. However, during Divine Bestowal, his godhead shattered, and his wings disappeared.

By the time he reformed his wings, it was time for his second Divine Bestowal.

Wait!

Up in the clouds, Gu Zichen suddenly frowned. Back in the primal chaos, Gu Zichen's shattered godhead had absorbed the spiritual power of the seal.

Could it be that the seal's power had completely healed his godhead?

The pair of angel wings condensed again.

If that was the case, then everything could change for the better. However, if he'd succeeded in condensing his godhead, Ye Zichen shouldn't have been at a disadvantage against Gu Li.

"It's true. If you hadn't revealed your wings, I really might have forgotten about them."

Ye Zichen looked down coldly at Gu Li and said, "I hate these wings. It's as if their appearance is a declaration that the blood of demons runs through my veins. I hate demons, so I rarely use them. I've practically abandoned them. But now isn't the time to care about that, is it? "

Ye Zichen slowly walked up to Gu Li. With every step he took, ripples spread through the sky, and feathers of light fell from his wings.

"Thank you for reminding me of such a trump card, but …. Your sins are unforgivable."

"Ha … Hahaha …"

Gu Li, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then flapped his wings and soared into the sky, landing a hundred meters away from Ye Zichen.

Ye Zichen and Gu Li gazed at each other from afar. The wings on their backs seemed to represent …..

Angels.

Demons.

He had to admit that the two of them were fated rivals. From the beginning of the Modern World to the recognition of their respective reincarnations, even their current wings …

It was also the opposite of black and white!

"That punch just now really hurt." Gu Li rubbed his chest, then stretched lazily. "I just won one round. What's there to be proud of? In the end, you'll still die. "

"Really?"

Ye Zichen's emotions didn't fluctuate in the slightest. He was neither happy nor sad nor angry nor smiling.

"We'll know once we try."

With that, Gu Li, who was a hundred meters away, vanished. After a brief pause, Ye Zichen flapped his wings and followed.

Boom boom boom.

The two of them exchanged blows far too quickly. No one present could keep track of what was going on.

There were only two people who could see it clearly.

Black Dragon and Gu Zichen.

In the space of a few breaths, Ye Zichen and Gu Li exchanged no less than a hundred blows.

Their fists met.

Boom!

They separated.

Ye Zichen leapt backwards, and Gu Li did the same. However, his right arm was trembling uncontrollably.

When their fists collided, his arm had actually been broken.

"I don't believe it."

Gu Li's injured right arm trembled slightly. He did his best to conceal the injury as he stared intently at Ye Zichen, who was still expressionless.

He refused to believe that just because he'd grown a pair of wings, Ye Zichen was so much stronger than him.

He refused to believe it, so he charged forward once more.

Bang.

His left arm shattered.

Gu Li's arms hung limply by his sides. His eyes were bloodshot.

"You're no match for me."

Ye Zichen looked at him coldly and snorted. "You broke the Great Sage's four limbs, right? Then I'll …. Break your entire body."

"Ridiculous!"

Gu Li laughed sinisterly, then purple mist began to emanate from his body.

He'd fallen.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Gu Li roared, his expression dark. After his transformation, his skin turned purplish-black, and a thick, pungent purple mist rose around him.

When he saw this, Ye Zichen's eyelids twitched. He was well aware of the Fallen's regenerative abilities. Ye Zichen's wings flapped slightly, and he shot forward like a cannonball.

"Hmph."

Gu Li snorted coldly. When he saw Ye Zichen charging towards him, he grinned.

"Come on!"

Without hesitation, he punched out, but Ye Zichen, who was just about to meet his fist, suddenly disappeared.

He reappeared behind Gu Li, stepped on his back, and slammed him into the ground.

Boom!

His foot landed.

Every bone in his back broke.

However, before long, his sunken back healed and reformed.

"Your regenerative abilities? Back then, your regenerative abilities hurt you pretty badly. Are you sure you want to use them again?"

Heal.

In a fight of the same level, it was like a bug. However, in the face of absolute strength, it only increased his enemy's pain.

Bang!

He crushed Gu Li's back with another stomp.

Before long, it healed again.

"Ye Zichen!"

The Zombie Progenitors sensed the danger Gu Li was in and wanted to help him. "You're right," Gu Li snarled darkly.

"Stop them! Even if we die, we can't let them disturb Emperor Ye!"

When they saw that Ye Zichen had the upper hand, the major powers of the Beast Region and the Outer Immortal Region went all out. They knew they weren't a match for the Zombie Progenitors, but they still had to stop them …..

So long as Emperor Ye could free up his hands, they could turn the tables!

Ye Zichen's display of strength was an incredible boost to the blood-soaked warriors. For a moment, their morale soared.

"Break the Great Sage's limbs?"

"Make Big Sister Liu 'er sad?"

"Make Yuan Hong's life or death uncertain?"

With every word Ye Zichen said, he crushed every bone in Gu Li's body, then waited for them to heal before crushing them again.

Gu Li, who was still under his foot, gnashed his teeth and said nothing.

"You're not saying anything, but you seem much more unyielding than before. Forget it. Just die. "

After he'd had enough of him, Ye Zichen lost interest in him. He raised his foot and stomped down hard on Gu Li's head.

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