Anomaly Shocks the World

Ye Ming's physique was overwhelmingly powerful, his blood qi like an ocean, causing the heavens to tremble, his aura reaching an extreme peak.

Boom!

Ye Ming struck, forming a fist seal with his hand and throwing a punch. Ten thousand zhang of demonic light exploded through the void, the sky changing color, heaven and earth shaking.

Crack!

"Ah!"

A pained cry rang out—it was Long Hao. Golden blood stained the void as one of Long Hao's arms was directly shattered by Ye Ming's blow.

Long Hao stood with disheveled hair, his body staggering, his face pale. He retreated violently, or else he would have been slain on the spot. His eyes were filled with unparalleled terror and confusion.

"No... impossible. How could I lose to a waste?"

At this moment, Long Hao still could not accept the change in Ye Ming, the Imperial Son, muttering to himself.

He saw the goddess of his heart being carried over Ye Ming's shoulder, which made it even harder for Long Hao to bear.

Just now, he had pushed his Dragon God Physique to its absolute limit, but when facing Ye Ming, he felt an overwhelming suppression. This sensation was bizarre, as if the other's physique was the natural nemesis of all prodigious physiques under heaven.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the distance, atop the heavens, the great battle continued to rage. Ye Ming was fighting Lin Jian, an extremely powerful prodigy. But now, without Long Hao's support, Lin Jian was being completely suppressed by Ye Ming, steadily retreating.

"Haha... So this is what you righteous cultivators call a prodigy!"

The voice was vast, causing the void to tremble violently, ripples spreading.

Ye Ming laughed loudly, standing atop the heavens, his body shrouded in endless demonic flames, like a supreme demon god, looking down upon all living beings.

Across from him, dressed in azure robes, his face cold and stern, Lin Jian's sword trembled incessantly. His body was shattered, and he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

"It seems the rumors about you were all false."

"You are indeed very strong!!!"

Lin Jian's sharp gaze fixed on Ye Ming, murderous intent blazing. His only younger brother had died at Ye Ming's hands—this grudge he must avenge.

"This sword, no one has ever forced me to use it. To die beneath this strike is your honor!"

Lin Jian continued speaking, utterly confident.

Boom.

At that moment, from his eyes, countless sword dao runes bloomed, dazzling and brilliant, blindingly bright.

Around him, an extraordinary phenomenon appeared. Heaven and earth changed color, the universe trembled.

It was the phantom of tens of thousands of swords, as if from an age before antiquity. Now suspended around Lin Jian, they transformed into mountains, rivers, seas, sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth, and all creation. Radiant and dazzling, blindingly bright, even a single ripple of their aura could sever heaven and earth, shatter stars, and annihilate all life.

This was an extremely powerful phenomenon, unique to the Sword Body. The void shook, space fractured. Countless sword shadows converged and surged, swirling around Lin Jian, their aura terrifying to the extreme.

At this moment, Lin Jian was like an emperor among swords.

Above and below the heavens, the swords of countless cultivators all hummed in unison, turning toward Lin Jian—Myriad Swords Paying Homage.

At this moment, countless cultivators watching this scene were utterly shocked, their gazes frozen, stunned on the spot.

"Such a powerful phenomenon!!!"

"This is... Myriad Swords Paying Homage!!!"

"Hiss, so this is the Sword Body? Truly living up to its reputation!"

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a supreme powerhouse with the Sword Body. With a single sword strike, he could sweep through all heavens!"

Above and below the heavens, many of the older generation of cultivators praised this physique, recounting the legends of the Sword Body.

"Heh, time to let this Imperial Son of the Forbidden Zone taste the might of our Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain's prodigies!"

"Hmph, we were just toying with him before. Does this Imperial Son really think he's invincible?"

"That's right. A waste is a waste. His earlier strength was probably forcibly boosted by the resources of the Forbidden Zone!"

At this moment, some prodigies of the righteous sects once again sneered and mocked Ye Ming's figure.

"Haha, since Brother Lin is going all out, This Humble One will certainly lend a hand and send this Imperial Son of the Primordial Forbidden Zone to his grave."

At that moment, Long Hao's voice rang out from the side, laughing loudly.

Long Hao swallowed a golden elixir, and his injuries instantly healed. His severed arm grew back, and his aura reached its peak.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Dragon cries resounded through the nine heavens. Around Long Hao, a phenomenon also appeared—a terrifying scene.

The sky darkened, and a vast starry sky emerged around them.

Vaguely, a blurry, terrifying dragon shadow writhed through the sea of clouds. Golden light blazed, purple mist surged, and the aura of dragon might covered heaven and earth. Even a single wisp of its breath was enough to crush the firmament. An unprecedented, terrifying might enveloped all directions of heaven and earth.

This was the unique phenomenon of the Dragon God Physique—Dragon God Shattering the Firmament!

At this moment, around Long Hao, the Dragon God manifested. A single roar shook the nine heavens. The entire Imperial Mountain trembled violently, and if not for the fact that someone had once attained Dao and become emperor on this mountain, it would have directly split apart.

"That's the Dragon God Phantom!!!"

"The Holy Son of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall, Long Hao, truly lives up to his reputation!"

"Sss! Such overwhelming Dragon God Pressure!"

Shockwaves of exclamation rose once more, the scene erupting into clamor.

Some cultivators of weaker realms couldn't withstand this Dragon Might; they cried out in agony, their souls trembling violently, roaring, their expressions frozen, stunned on the spot.

Myriad Swords Paying Homage, Dragon God Shattering the Firmament.

Now, with these two great phenomena unleashed, no one believed that Ye Ming could still stand against Lin Jian and Long Hao. He was sure to fall in this battle—these two sights were simply too astonishing.

"Heh, even I haven't seen the Holy Son use the Dragon God Physique's phenomena in a long time!"

"With the Sword Body and the Dragon God Physique, both phenomena fully revealed, the outcome of this battle is already beyond doubt!"

"Hmph! So what if he's an Imperial Son of the Primordial Forbidden Zone? Without a powerful physique, it all means nothing!"

Several elders of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall were laughing—all of them Saint Realm cultivators. Their gazes now fell on Long Hao, brimming with immense pride.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the firmament, the phenomena of the Sword Body and the Dragon God Physique blazed with endless, dazzling radiance—blinding and heart-stopping.

At this moment, near Imperial Mountain, countless observing sects, all their cultivators and prodigies, had already concluded that the victor of this battle was decided.

No one believed that Ye Ming still had any hope of winning.

"Let me show you what true phenomena really are."

A calm voice rang out—it was Ye Ming.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In that instant, behind Ye Ming, even more terrifying visions began to emerge, heaven and earth quaking...