"Hong Yi, when Pan Huang created the Central World, his only wish was that one day, when the Central World grew stronger, he would bring all the people of this world to the Vast Thousand Domains and lead the revolution of humanity! Now, I'm finally going to accomplish this. This isn't just my wish, but Pan Huang's as well. I can even feel Pan Huang's Yang Spirit Intent stirring. As long as I complete this last wish, I will completely fuse with this Yang Spirit Intent and truly break through to the Yang Spirit Intent! Hong Yi, you didn't succeed in breaking through to the Yang Spirit Intent, but this time, when I bring the people of the Central World to the Vast Thousand Domains, your thoughts will truly be clear and you will succeed in breaking through to the Yang Spirit Intent! Get ready to die! "
After summoning the powerful puppet, the Desolate God King, Xu Yi's voice resounded through the heavens and earth once more, possessing the aura of "Heavenly Father" and "Mother Earth."
"As expected, it's impossible for an expert like Xu Yi to have no trump cards. This Desolate God King is one of them. However, this is also within Future Master Xi's calculations. It's a change! "
Hong Yi didn't panic when he saw the Desolate God King's fist flying towards him. In fact, his emotions didn't even fluctuate. This Desolate God King was indeed extremely powerful, even comparable to ancient godly kings like the Godly King Gouli and the Godly King of Supreme Destruction. Moreover, in terms of pure power, he might even surpass them.
However, it wasn't as if Hong Yi hadn't guessed that Xu Yi possessed the Desolate God King.
Xu Yi said that if he migrated the people of the Central World to the Vast Thousand Domains, he might be able to fulfill Pan Huang's last wish, fuse with the Yang Spirit Intent, and truly begin breaking through to the Yang Spirit Intent. Hong Yi knew that this was true.
His ambitions were too great, and there were some obstacles to becoming a Yang Spirit.
However, if Xu Yi completed Pan Huang's last wish, then he really might become a supreme Yang Spirit and become the number one person in the world. Although Hong Yi had created the Book of Changes and was the true "Yi Zi," Xu Yi's "Yi" was fake and had fake luck. However, if "Xu Yi" became a Yang Spirit a step earlier, then "Fake Yi" would become "True Yi."
Whoever becomes a Yang Spirit first will be Zhen Yi.
Hong Yi naturally could not let Xu Yi complete the Great Migration. Otherwise, even if the other party could not become a Yang Spirit, his strength would still increase greatly, and he would become a formidable enemy.
"Humph! What's the use of using Pan Huang's divine will to form a Yang Spirit? Is the Yang Spirit as simple as you think? If you haven't broken through to the Yang Spirit, you will never know how noble and glorious the supreme Yang Spirit is. Although you have cultivated to the realm of nine Thunder Tribulations, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well! "
Hong Yi laughed out loud. Facing the incoming punch of the "Desolate God King", he casually punched out and collided with the Desolate God King.
This collision created another spatial storm.
Hong Yi did not move, but the Desolate God King took a few steps back!
"Heavenly Blood Rain!"
Although the Desolate God King was forced back by Hong Yi's move, he became even more ferocious. With a long roar, he spat out three words and punched out again. In the rumbling storm, the red light and blood rain became even more intense. It actually completely enveloped Hong Yi and the "All Saints Hall", forming a "snake swallowing an elephant."
That's right, although the Desolate God King was powerful, in the face of the "All Saints Hall" and Hong Yi, the difference was like a snake swallowing an elephant. Hong Yi was a giant elephant, and the Desolate God King was a snake.
But now, this snake actually wanted to forcefully swallow the giant elephant.
"Nine Return to One!" Hong Yi's body stood on the "All Saints Hall". With a push of his five fingers, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, sweeping away all the blood rain that filled the sky. Following that, his five fingers displayed nine changes. The Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds were all within them, forming a "Nine Return to One" posture and pressing down on the Desolate God King.
Hong Yi was completely using the power of his physique.
Right now, his physique had fused with two Imperishable Monuments and absorbed a lot of flesh from the Undying God King. It had reached its limit, and its power could not be increased any further. Now that he was attacking, even someone as powerful as the Desolate God King would not be able to withstand it.
Bang!
After being pressed down by Hong Yi's Nine Return to One true qi, the ferocious Desolate God King's body immediately split open, and many smoke and bones came out.
One move was enough to injure the Desolate God King!
But after the Desolate God King's body split open, its power seemed to have increased yet again! Unleashing all of its potential, its violent voice shook the heavens and earth.
"Ghost God Cry!"
Arching his back, he leaped up into the air like a dragon, a tiger, a snake, and a python. Dark clouds filled the sky, within which could be seen the faces of countless ghosts and gods, all of them howling and wailing.
All of the faces of ghosts and deities were wailing as they swarmed toward Hong Yi.
The two moves, Sky Blood Rain and Ghost God Cry, displayed the Desolate God King's immense power and killing intent. As expected of the Desolate God of the Desolate Gods, a king among kings.
"Die!" Hong Yi's eyes turned cold, and he flipped his hand again. His hand formed a hammer, and with the momentum of the hammer, he smashed it down. Instantly, it was like heaven and earth were being split apart. The dark clouds and the ghostly faces, as well as the cries, were all broken and scattered.
Then, the hammer tore through space and time, landing a heavy punch on the Desolate God King's chest!
Bang!
The powerful Desolate God King's chest was immediately blasted open with a large hole. Many squirming purple pieces of flesh were shot out and danced in the air.
"Wrath of the Immortals and Buddhas!"
The Desolate God King was blasted open, but he did not die. Instead, he became even more furious, and once again clenched his fists and charged forward, unleashing his strongest move, Wrath of the Immortals and Buddhas!
This Desolate God King had been imbued with many powerful martial arts by Xu Yi, and the top three moves were Sky Blood Rain, Ghost God Cry, and Wrath of the Immortals and Buddhas.
These were heaven-defying moves that used pure strength to crush everything in their path.
"Collect!"
Facing the Desolate God King's strongest attack, Hong Yi was unfazed, and he did not care at all. His claws formed into a ball and shrouded down, changing continuously. First, it was Cambrian Underworld God Claw, then Heaven and Earth Search, and finally Buddha's Palm.
In a breath, Hong Yi changed 1296 different martial arts, which were profound and unfathomable. They dissolved all the power, causing the Wrath of the Immortals and Buddhas to disappear into nothingness.
"Eh?"
The Desolate God King only felt that his angry attack had fallen into a swamp, and he was completely trapped. Meanwhile, Hong Yi's claws covered the sky, forming a cage that imprisoned the Desolate God King. The Desolate God King's body was shrinking, and his energy was condensing.
However, he had no way to escape from his current predicament.
"This Hong Yi is indeed strong. With just three moves, he has already taken care of the Desolate God King, and he didn't even use the power of All Saints Hall. If this Desolate God King is subdued by him, I'm afraid his power will only grow stronger."
Monogatari had also seen the changes of the three moves just now. Seeing that Hong Yi used three moves to break through Sky Blood Rain, Ghost God Rage, and Immortals and Buddha Rage, and at the same time, restricted the Desolate God King to the point where he couldn't move, he couldn't help but feel moved.
He could also see that Hong Yi was getting stronger and stronger. Every day, he was improving, and he could break through to the highest realm at any time.
At this moment, Xu Yi made his move.
His body instantly did a strange drift in the space. It seemed to be extremely fast, but also extremely slow. It was so uncomfortable that it made people want to vomit blood. With a few flashes, he arrived at the position to the east of Hong Yi and pointed out with a finger.
Whoosh …
A sound like a waterfall resounded. Along with this sound, a vast purple sky river rushed towards Hong Yi.
"Purple Qi from the East!"
Hong Yi looked at the purple sky river that Xu Yi released and knew that it was a powerful dao technique. It was a mystique created by an ancient Saint Emperor. A purple sky river, purple qi from the east, swept through the heaven and earth, and washed away all things.
This dao technique needed to be condensed for a thousand years, collecting the purple qi from the Nine Heavens, refining it into True Aura and True Aura, and then synthesizing it into the Primordial Spirit.
"Xu Yi, do you want to save your Desolate God King?" Facing this Violet Qi from the East, Hong Yi let out a long roar. His feet moved in a strange manner, and he used his Unfettered True Energy to create the Unfettered Seven Steps. His body flickered through the void, and he dodged the attack of the Violet Qi from the Sky River.
"Yang Spirit Thought!" Xu Yi's "Purple Qi from the East" did not kill Hong Yi, so he did not move. His hand spun for a while, and the Yang Spirit Thought turned into a star, directly locking on to Hong Yi. Even if Hong Yi ran to the ends of the earth, he would be hit by it.
Feeling the vast aura of the real Yang Spirit Thought, the "All Saints Hall" under Hong Yi expanded again, meeting the "Yang Spirit Thought". The two collided, and with a bang, the Yang Spirit Thought was directly bounced off, and the All Saints Hall was slightly suffocated by the impact.
Logically speaking, the power of the All Saints Hall was stronger than the Yang Spirit Thought, but the Yang Spirit Thought was very mysterious, and had a feeling of breaking through the rules and restrictions of reason. But this time, the All Saints Hall still had the upper hand, suppressing the Yang Spirit Thought.
"Xu Yi, I will let you watch as your Desolate God King is completely refined by me! Let me see what other tricks you have! " Hong Yi used the All Saints Hall to deflect the Yang Spirit Thought, and the claw-shaped cage in his hand firmly restrained the Desolate God King. He actually wanted to forcibly erase the Desolate God King's Thought in the fierce battle, and turn him into his own puppet.
At this moment, the power that Hong Yi displayed was overwhelming, filling the universe.
In this clash, both sides had used up all their moves, and Hong Yi repelled Xu Yi, gaining the upper hand! Moreover, it was not a narrow victory, but a steady victory, showing that he was the true representative of the "Yi Dao", the only "Yi" in the world. The possessor of luck, the controller of fate.
"Emperor Shang, Emperor Yin … Are you still not coming out? Kill Hong Yi! Get the luck! All the luck in the world has been taken away by him. If you kill him, the luck will disperse, and we can all get a share, so that we can become Yang Spirits! "
At this moment, Xu Yi roared to the sky.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ….
As he let out a long howl, a red sun truly descended from the sky above the boundless turbulence. Accompanying that red sun was a bright moon.
Rumble!
A flaming palace appeared in the red sun, and in the depths of the palace, Hong Yi saw a middle-aged man whose entire body was crimson. Next to him stood two men and a woman. One of the men was the Coldflame Monarch, Shang Tianhe, who had escaped after being defeated by Hong Yi.
And in the bright moon, the figure of a woman appeared. This woman was dressed in a cold, long-sleeved robe, and her eyes were like crescent moons, as if gathering all the coldness, indifference, and loneliness in them.
Looking at this woman, it was like looking at the incarnation of Leng Yue.
These two existences were powerful experts who lived above the sun and the moon. They had existed since the Middle Ages, and had created their own cave abodes. They were two martial cultivators who had never come into contact with the outside world: Emperor Shang and Emperor Yin. They were a man and a woman.
When Emperor Shang and Emperor Yin descended, they faced Hong Yi and attacked with their palms.
"Sun-Moon Tide Incantation!" Hong Yi's body moved, and he saw the highly condensed Sun and Moon Tide surging over from this palm, wrapping around him again.
"These two experts are both at the ninth level of the Thunder Tribulation...."
In the face of the Sun-Moon Tide Incantation's grand daoist technique, Hong Yi's body flickered again, and thousands of shadows appeared. Each shadow reached out with both hands, tearing apart the Sun-Moon Tide Incantation and moving against it.
"Where did these two wild men and women come from? How dare they steal the sun and moon and call themselves emperors!" As Hong Yi moved against the Sun-Moon Tide, the thousands of shadows once again gathered together. Their hands shot out in front of Emperor Shang and Emperor Yin, and they lashed out.
"Courting death!"
Emperor Shang spat coldly when he saw that Hong Yi had passed through the Sun-Moon Tide Incantation, and his Solar God Palace suddenly sped up and slammed into Hong Yi.
"Let's see who's courting death!"
Hong Yi exhaled and blew out a breath. It was as if the galaxy in the distance was shaken by this breath. At the same time, 480 million runes appeared in his palm. He ruthlessly slammed his palm onto the Solar Divine Palace.
Crack!
The entire Solar God Palace actually split open from a single blow! It began to collapse!
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