Although the Dragon God Physique and Sword Body could not compare to the Ten Supreme Physiques of the world, devouring the two of them would still be no small boost to Ye Ming.
These two were practically delivering benefits to him on a silver platter. Perfect—Ye Ming also wanted to see just how strong his Primordial Demonic Body was against the geniuses of this age.
During his previous battle with Liu Mingyue, he had never used his full strength.
As for why he had said he would only use one hand, it was because Liu Mingyue, the Saintess, was still slung over his shoulder.
"Don't move around!"
Smack!
Before Long Hao, that shameless simp, and countless cultivators, Ye Ming once again slapped Liu Mingyue's pert backside...
"Kill!"
Boom!
Long Hao's eyes had already turned bloodshot. Swearing to kill Ye Ming, violent killing intent surged from his body as a dragon's roar rang out, shattering the nine heavens.
His cultivation at the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Palace Realm was even one level higher than Liu Mingyue's previous realm. As expected of the Holy Son of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall.
The eruption of his aura instantly shook all directions.
"Gasp! The Fourth Heaven of the Dao Realm—even among the geniuses of this age, that should place him among the very best, right?"
An elder cultivator exclaimed in shock.
At the Dao Palace Realm, all Spiritual Power throughout the body gathered and condensed within the Dao Palace. Reaching this level meant entering the ranks of the strong. Even many elder cultivators who had cultivated bitterly for centuries or millennia found it difficult to take this step.
Those who could be called geniuses all possessed the qualifications to contend for the Emperor's Path.
Yet Long Hao had already entered those ranks.
Boom!
Long Hao struck. With a single palm, a dragon claw appeared in the void. This was the innate divine ability of the Dragon God Physique—every attack could manifest as a Dragon Shadow, immensely powerful.
This strike descended toward Ye Ming with peerless might. The void trembled violently, rippling with endless waves.
Facing Long Hao's attack, Ye Ming's expression remained utterly calm.
"A petty trick."
His voice dripped with disdain.
Boom!
Ye Ming threw a punch. Demonic Qi gathered, likewise transforming into a pitch-black demonic dragon that soared through the air and churned amid the sea of clouds, making the heavens shake violently.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The colossal collision unleashed endless waves of destruction. Above the nine heavens, the winds and clouds changed color as thunder rolled.
Ye Ming stood in the sky without moving an inch.
Long Hao, however, staggered back several steps in succession. Golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, golden light flickering in his eyes as he stood stunned, unable to accept it.
At this moment, the countless cultivators watching were shocked.
"Gasp!"
"What a terrifying physique!"
"This Imperial Son from the Primordial Forbidden Zone is strangely powerful!"
Voices rang out one after another.
Just as the crowd was stunned by Ye Ming's overwhelming strength—
Boom!
Another attack came at Ye Ming.
It was a streak of sword light. Lin Jian had attacked, appearing behind Ye Ming at some unknown moment and launching this fatal strike.
Sword radiance surged like a tide. Endless luminous runes gathered and flowed, like the Milky Way of the nine heavens pouring down. The void shook, space cracked apart, and boundless sharpness tore through everything as it slashed toward Ye Ming.
Several elders from the Azure Sky Dao Sect among the spectators were stunned. They recognized the sword strike their Holy Son had used.
"It's the Nine Heavens Sword River!"
"Hahaha, our sect's Holy Son truly deserves to be called a born Sword Body! He has even comprehended the Nine Heavens Sword River!!!"
"Hmph... once this sword is unleashed, this Forbidden Son is certain to lose!"
The elders of the Azure Sky Dao Sect laughed loudly. Only they knew that the Nine Heavens Sword River was the supreme sword art of their Azure Sky Dao Sect. Over endless ages, no one had ever managed to cultivate it successfully. Yet once one achieved even a measure of mastery, one would surely become invincible among those of the same realm, with none able to contend against them.
Only now did they learn that Lin Jian had actually fully mastered this sword canon.
In the heavens, Ye Ming's gaze remained calm. Ever since his battle with Long Hao had begun, he had been watching Lin Jian.
Feeling the endless sharpness descend upon him—
"Heh, trying to launch a sneak attack from behind? This move is useless against This Imperial Son."
Ye Ming sneered. The blood throughout his body began to boil, and his Blood Qi shattered the void, rumbling like thunder.
Ye Ming's body was incomparably powerful. Endless Demonic Flames blazed around him, twisting space as his aura climbed higher and higher, like an unparalleled Demon God.
Clang!
A shocking sight appeared.
Endless sword light engulfed Ye Ming, yet endless Demonic Flames blocked it. The sword light could not damage his body in the slightest. Such a scene was simply horrifying.
This was a sword strike delivered with the full strength of a genius, yet it could not even break through Ye Ming's physical defenses.
"Impossible!!!"
A horrified voice rang out. It was Lin Jian. With a stern face, dressed in azure robes and emanating a sharp aura, his expression was now frozen as he stood rooted to the spot.
The born Sword Body was an incomparably powerful physique, not inferior to Long Hao's Dragon God Physique in the slightest, perhaps even stronger by a few measures.
Since Lin Jian had emerged into the world, the sword in his hand had defeated countless geniuses of the age. Few could withstand even a single strike from him.
But now, someone had not only blocked one of his strikes, but had done so with pure physical strength alone.
At this moment, every cultivator around Imperial Mountain stood dumbfounded, as though they had witnessed something beyond comprehension. The sight before them exceeded all imagination and understanding.
"Tell me... what kind of physique does this Imperial Son from the Primordial Forbidden Zone even possess? This is fucking terrifying!!!"
"No idea. I've never seen such a physique before. None of the Ten Supreme Physiques match him either!"
"Long Hao and Lin Jian are two incredibly powerful geniuses of this age. How did they still fall behind even after joining forces?"
Voices filled with confusion rang out. Some tried to guess Ye Ming's true physique, but even racking their brains, they could not figure it out.
Among the highly ranked physiques of the Three Thousand Supreme Physiques, not a single one matched Ye Ming's physique.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The battle was not over. Waves of energy continued erupting in the heavens.
"Weak, too weak!"
"Is this the strength of the geniuses of this age?"
"If this is all there is, then it really is disappointingly underwhelming!"
It was Ye Ming. His voice carried mockery as he fought Long Hao and Lin Jian like a Demon God incarnate.
His black hair fluttered as the blood throughout his body began to boil. His Blood Qi shattered the cosmos, rumbling like thunder. His momentum was magnificent, and as he stood in the void, Ye Ming possessed an unrivaled bearing.
A delicate beauty was still slung over Ye Ming's shoulder—Liu Mingyue. Her figure was flawless, her curves graceful and enticing, her skin fairer than snow, her flesh like ice and bones like jade. Yet she had long since been restrained by Ye Ming, unable to move even a finger.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Blazing Demonic Flames burned around Ye Ming as incomparably terrifying vitality and blood surged upward, illuminating heaven and earth and shaking the firmament. Alone, he battled the joint assault of the two geniuses, Lin Jian and Long Hao.
Above the nine heavens, wind and clouds changed color, thunder rolled, and spiritual energy raged wildly. The battle between both sides had entered its white-hot stage. In a single breath, they could exchange tens of thousands of blows.
"Kill!"
Ye Ming possessed an invincible bearing. The two geniuses were now so thoroughly suppressed by him that they barely had the strength to resist, retreating step by step...
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