With the Physical Body Divine Power Dragon Emperor Fist, he merged the two perfected Dharma Intents of Huang Quan and Asura, catalyzing two demon dragons of differing natures at the same time.
Using qi and blood as bone, and Demonic Essence as form.
He struck out in an instant.
It was as if the world were being destroyed, causing the region of Burial City to be completely devoured by Chaos Space, leaving only a pitch-black base color and an endless, bewildering spacetime.
The Yin Son of Heaven threw his head back and roared in fury.
The Six Daos Ghost Emperor Dharma Idol had only just revealed a trace of its mighty power when Wang Yu, suddenly erupting, smashed it into powder. Even with the Dharma Idol's Undying Nature, it would be difficult to recover in a short while.
And the dead inherently possessed a stubbornness that the living found hard to understand.
Or rather... something like obsession.
It was precisely this sort of obsession that supported them in turning into ghosts after death. What the Crown Prince had most hoped to see while alive was himself ascending to the great treasure, governing the Immortal Dynasty into a flourishing, ever-prosperous scene.
After death, his transformation into the Yin Son of Heaven had also been the result of this part of his obsession influencing him.
At this moment.
The power within his body surged out madly like boiling water. The destruction of the Cosmic Minor Realm pushed him into an even more frenzied state.
Streams of black-water-like Yin Corpse Qi poured out of his body.
Behind him, they transformed into the shape of a gaunt flood dragon.
Threads of purple-gold noble qi endowed the thin flood dragon with spirituality, tinting its pupils purple-gold. Yet no matter how it was adorned, it could