At this moment, the purplish-green Heavenly Fire turned into an upside-down ocean, pulling out huge rivers of water and pressing down fiercely.
A huge aura rose up, causing the originally flat void to wrinkle. Its power was extremely shocking.
Yang Xuan's eyes were full of seriousness. The spiritual qi in his body surged out wildly, carrying the power of laws as it met the purple sea in the sky.
Rumble, rumble!
Thunder and lightning connected the two like a bridge. Thousands of purple lightning bolts continuously fell, destroying the entire valley.
"Not good!" Yang Xuan was shocked.
Although the Martial God's attack was terrifying, it was only on par with his. If they really fought, the outcome would be difficult to predict.
But the problem was that under the cover of this purple sea, there was one person who could not resist at all — He Qinglian.
Although it now appeared that He Qinglian was not the daughter of the Martial God and was only a split body, Yang Xuan was a person who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges. He Qinglian's words had enlightened him and awakened him somewhat. How could he not save her?
The Life and Death Tribulation Finger rushed straight up to meet the flames, turning into a black and white light that penetrated the sky and earth, splitting the entire world in half.
At the same time, He Qinglian, who was still in a daze, moved involuntarily behind Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan's body blocked the attack of the flames.
Boom!
A faint explosion sounded in Yang Xuan's ears. In a trance, he felt as if he had fallen into a purple sea, unable to breathe.
Powerful pressure came from all directions, pressing down on him until his bones creaked.
He Qinglian, who was hiding behind him, stared blankly at Yang Xuan's not broad back. Her eyes flashed, but she did not say a word.
Boom!
Another loud sound came from the underworld. Yang Xuan and the Martial God's immense power directly split the world, causing the chaotic power of the void to madly surge in.
"Yang Xuan, you are a worthy opponent." The Martial God's voice rumbled.
As his words fell, the pressure Yang Xuan felt multiplied by several times.
"I'll say the same thing to you." Yang Xuan's voice was like a bolt of lightning flashing through a stormy sea, exploding in front of the Martial God.
"What?" The War God was shocked for a moment.
The next moment, he fell into a world of black and white.
Boundless light descended from the sky, while boundless darkness descended from the sky. The two converged in less than a second, and the point of intersection was the War God, whose body was covered in purple flames.
Rumble, rumble!
A deafening sound rang out one after another, as if countless planets had been detonated, sending the Martial God flying.
Spiritual energy surged wildly through the unknown passageway, turning into flames, moonlight, earth spikes, icicles …
All sorts of strange attacks landed on the Martial God's body, causing him to be flustered for a moment, unable to free up his hands to resist.
Yang Xuan's attack had been effective, so he didn't let the Martial God off. His body stretched as he arrived in front of the Martial God and punched out.
Crack!
The void cracked. Yang Xuan used the five-colored power of the void in an instant, turning it into a turbulent flow that rushed straight at the Martial God.
The Martial God had just barely blocked Yang Xuan's attack when he saw a five-colored fist rushing toward him.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Yang Xuan's fist connected with the Martial God's fist.
After a short pause of two or three seconds, the two of them turned pale at the same time and were sent flying backward.
Yang Xuan stabilized his body with great difficulty. Just as he was about to give chase again, his expression suddenly changed.
A cold, gloomy aura stabbed out from the left like a sharp sword, like a venomous snake that chose a person to devour, viciously biting at Yang Xuan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yang Xuan wasn't shocked. Instead, he was overjoyed. He turned around, and his left palm struck out with a golden light that filled the sky.
Boom!
The gloomy power was stopped by the golden light. Yang Xuan took advantage of the moment to pull the dazed He Qinglian back a hundred meters.
After standing still, he turned around and saw the Martial God, who had withdrawn his golden light, slowly landing not far away, performing a strange salute.
Zi Yun, who was wearing a purple gauze dress, was floating in the void, coldly looking at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan stood in front of He Qinglian and smiled. "Zi Yun, long time no see."
"How dare you!" The Martial God roared. He raised his hand and a thick flame attacked.
Yang Xuan waved his sleeve, and the flame countered the flame. After the two canceled each other out, he said indifferently, "I'm talking to your master. You have no right to interrupt."
"You …" The Martial God snorted angrily and was about to attack again.
"Shut up!" Zi Yun said coldly.
The Martial God's movements stiffened. He could only glare at Yang Xuan and retreat.
"Yang Xuan, I have to admit that you are indeed an excellent opponent." Zi Yun's voice was calm, and there was no hostility in her eyes. Instead, she seemed calm. "I've always liked excellent people. How about this? You open your mind and let me transform you. I'll let you feel the great feeling of becoming one of my kind. How about that?"
Yang Xuan saw the jealousy in the Martial God's eyes. His heart skipped a beat.
He keenly grasped the meaning of Zi Yun's words.
Become one of the Martial God's kind?
If that was the case, could there be a group behind the Martial God?
When he thought of this, he suddenly recalled the shocking scene he saw in the chains.
At this moment, the scene in the chains began to overlap with the scene he saw in the Nefarious Demon Tribe.
His heart trembled, and he felt as if he had discovered a secret.
"Become one of your kind?" Yang Xuan asked deliberately. "What's in it for me?"
Zi Yun would never have thought that in just a few seconds, so many thoughts would pass through Yang Xuan's mind. She said, "You will become a great existence. You can even transcend this universe."
Standing to the side, the Martial God's eyes flickered with hope.
Yang Xuan probed the Martial God further. He asked, "After saying so much, I still don't know the name of your kind."
"My kind is called …" Zi Yun's expression suddenly changed. She coldly snorted. "I was almost deceived by you. If you want to know the great name of my kind, open yourself up."
Yang Xuan laughed and said, "Have you realized that the current you is more like a human?"
He originally thought that Zi Yun would immediately retort, but he did not expect that Zi Yun would actually fall into silence after hearing this.
After a long while, she let out a long sigh and slowly said, "Perhaps you're right. In my long life that I've already forgotten when I was born, I've indeed never let my will completely invade the soul of a living being like this. It's very likely that I was affected by this living being itself. Yes, it's the thing you call emotions. It's actually a rare strange feeling that I can't bear to kill you."
Zi Yun's gaze became even gentler. She looked at Yang Xuan and continued, "That's why I said that you would become one of my kind. Do you know how difficult it is for me to have such expectations?"
Yang Xuan had a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if the Martial God in Zi Yun's body had become the real Zi Yun at this moment. She was full of emotions.
However, he definitely wouldn't believe that the Martial God had fallen in love with him. That was impossible. He wasn't narcissistic to that extent.
"Yang Xuan, that's why I sincerely invite you. Let me change your life sequence and make you my kind, an eternal existence. I swear, you will be infatuated with that feeling." Zi Yun sincerely said.
In a daze, Yang Xuan inexplicably felt a kind of charming feeling. It was like a lover who was about to break up and was sincerely urging him to stay.
However, he immediately threw this feeling away. He smiled and said, "Forget it. What fun is there in becoming a ball of light?"
He was talking about the scene in Zero Point World.
Zi Yun's expression became cold. She coldly snorted and said, "In your words, this is called refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Since that's the case, you will be destroyed.
As soon as she finished speaking, she pounced over.
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