Yi Yun's present flame was no longer the ordinary Heretical God Fire.
Instead, it was the Heretical God Force!
At the same time he activated the Heretical God Force, Yi Yun's palm strength also doubled. After shattering the Shura Divine General, he did not stop as he continued striking at Ghost Ming!
Against the sudden increase in strength and the ferocious palm strike, Ghost Ming felt a sense of alarm.
At that moment, Divine General Sanguine Ax leaped up with his gigantic ax in hand.
"Do you think I don't exist!?" Sanguine Ax cleaved down with his ax, his cold tone laced with rage!
A mere human dared to ignore him, behaving atrociously the moment he came out of the Heavenly Dao's hall!
More importantly, Sanguine Ax could sense a sliver of the Heavenly Dao's aura from Yi Yun.
The Heavenly Dao fragment was on Yi Yun! What right did a human have to hold the Heavenly Dao fragment!?
Kill!
A cold glint flashed in Ghost Ming's eyes. Yi Yun was doomed!
Once Yi Yun turned around to block Sanguine Ax's attack, he would take him down in one fell swoop!
However, what left Ghost Ming's pupils constricting was that Yi Yun had no intention of turning around. He continued attacking him without a care.
Did Yi Yun want to perish together with him?
How naive!
"If you really want to come, die!" The River of the Netherworld domain around Ghost Ming suddenly shrank into a point as it surged into Ghost Ming's body. Instantly, Ghost Ming's body was suffused with a ghastly aura. His figure gradually grew taller as his hands transformed into nether ghost claws. White bones extended out of the black gases as he grabbed at Yi Yun.
If Yi Yun continued in this manner without dodging, he was bound to die at Sanguine Ax's hands!
As such, Ghost Ming would only lose some of his ghostly aura. It was naturally nothing.
At that moment, Sanguine Ax had already attacked Yi Yun from behind.
Ghost Ming had the thought of sacrificing some of his ghostly aura as he faced Yi Yun with a sinister smile.
But at that moment, a gigantic divine tree phantom suddenly appeared behind Yi Yun.
The green branches that filled the sky swayed as a massive vital aura immediately enveloped him.
"This is …" Sanguine Ax's pupils constricted as he revealed a look of alarm.
This tree!?
For some reason, this divine tree contained a power that made him feel extremely uneasy, as if it was born to restrain him.
Furthermore, the divine tree was already towering into the sky. It emitted an intense vital aura that made Sanguine Ax feel repelled.
Boom boom boom!
All the branches seemed to have a mind of their own as they swept towards Sanguine Ax!
"What?!"
Ghost Ming's expression changed drastically. He never expected Yi Yun to have such means up his sleeves. As for Sanguine Ax, he had clearly been temporarily held back!
Without Sanguine Ax's pincer attack, Ghost Ming naturally did not wish to clash head-on with Yi Yun. However, he had no other choice against Yi Yun who was charging at him with such ferocity.
Upon seeing Yi Yun's eyes that were filled with killing intent, Ghost Ming roared angrily. His ghostly aura surged as his Nether Ghostclaw effused a terrifying Yin aura. The venomous waters of the River of the Netherworld nearly blanketed the sky as he swiped at Yi Yun's head.
"Die!"
Boom!
Yi Yun's palm collided with the Nether Ghostclaw!
The deafening sound caused all the martial artists to be momentarily dazed, some even bleeding from their ears!
Terrifying Yuan Qi flows flared wildly in midair. If anyone were in midair, they would probably be torn to pieces instantly.
Yi Yun was only a Divine Lord, but he was able to produce such a scene while fighting Ghost Ming, a Godly Monarch!
As for Yi Yun's figure, it was blocked by the Yuan Qi flows. Some of the Ghost disciples could not help but gulp a mouthful of saliva.
"He should be dead, right?"
"Even if he's not dead, he should be injured …"
In their minds, the reverence they had for the Ghost Thearch was ingrained in their instincts.
At that moment, a resounding dragon roar sounded as a figure that resembled a burning sun charged out of the Yuan Qi flows!
Yi Yun's lifeblood boiled as a True Dragon phantom coiled behind him. It stared intently at Ghost Ming with its dignified dragon eyes.
"Kill!"
Yi Yun bellowed as he smashed straight at Ghost Ming like a meteor!
Ghost Ming's expression changed drastically. Yi Yun's strength had far exceeded his expectations!
"Little bastard, do you really think I'm not your match?" Ghost Ming roared as the River of the Netherworld beneath him stirred. And at the same time, Yi Yun had already charged into the River of the Netherworld with the burning Heretical God Force.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The disciples could no longer see Ghost Ming and Yi Yun's battle clearly, but the terrifying energy left them shuddering in fear!
This was a battle between a Divine Lord and a Godly Monarch!
They were all Divine Lords, but the gap between them and Yi Yun was like night and day!
Golden Winged Celestial Peng's gaze turned cold. Just as he was about to take action, he was suddenly blocked.
"Divineheart, are you trying to stop me!?" said Golden Winged Celestial Peng coldly.
"Heh heh, what are you talking about? I just find it embarrassing that you want to fight a Divine Lord three against one in front of so many juniors? "Divineheart chuckled as he said indifferently.
All he did was stop Golden Winged Celestial Peng and did not take action. Even if Sanguine Ax wanted to settle scores with him later, it was unlikely he could do anything. After all, Sanguine Ax had betrayed the Celestials first. He was already in trouble, and after today, he might not even be able to fend for himself.
And with Yi Yun's heaven-defying talent, his future achievements would be limitless if he could survive today, even if he failed to secure the Heavenly Dao fragment.
Then, his act of sending help in the hour of need would exchange for Yi Yun's friendship. It was all worth it.
Of course, there was another reason. Yi Yun was human. As a human Godly Monarch, Divineheart did not wish to see human geniuses perish under the siege of these alien races!
Golden Winged Celestial Peng was infuriated. That darn old fox!
He suddenly looked at Dreamlight. "Dreamlight, aren't you going to take action!?"
Dreamlight stood there, watching Yi Yun and Ghost Ming's battle.
His eyesight naturally far exceeded the Divine Lord disciples. These disciples could not see the battle clearly, but he could see every detail clearly.
And the more he watched, the more alarmed Dreamlight became.
Back in the God Confusion Valley's herbal garden, Yi Yun could only turn and leave the moment he saw him. But in just a short period of time, Yi Yun's level had reached a stage that left him astonished.
Yi Yun's every attack was in line with the Heavenly Dao. Every move he made was imbued with powerful nomological powers. Furthermore, his body was extremely powerful. His vitality was exuberant as his lifeblood boiled like a radiant sun.
Instead, it was Ghost Ming. As a Ghost, he was restrained by Yi Yun's terrifying lifeblood!
Although it looked like they were evenly matched, Ghost Ming was in fact at a disadvantage despite being a Godly Monarch!
"This kid's talent is truly terrifying …"
Dreamlight glanced at Golden Winged Celestial Peng. For Golden Winged Celestial Peng to act in such a manner, he had probably noticed the threat Yi Yun posed. As for him and Ghost Ming, they had offended Yi Yun the most.
If they allowed Yi Yun to leave today, how could they feel at ease?
However, Dreamlight did not have any deep grudge with Yi Yun.
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