Devour

"Dragon God Physique, Sword Body! A bit weak, but barely useful!"

Above the heavens, Ye Ming stood aloft in the void, speaking calmly.

The Primordial Demonic Body's greatest strength was its ability to devour all physiques under heaven, seizing their Origin Power. Once pushed to the limit, even the strongest Chaos Body or Innate Saint Body Dao Embryo could not compare to it and would likewise be consumed.

The Sword Body and Dragon God Physique, while not the most supreme physiques in the world, still ranked among the foremost.

Boom!

At that moment, Ye Ming's aura began to shift. His originally deep pupils turned even darker, black as ink. Boundless radiance surged around him, and mysterious, intricate blood-colored runes floated in the air. He himself seemed to transform into a Black Hole, with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy pouring into it in torrents, devouring and refining all things.

"You... what are you doing!!!"

A terrified voice rang out—Long Hao, his injuries sapping his strength, his gaze filled with fear. He felt a heart-stopping power; the Ye Ming before him had become like a bottomless abyss, about to swallow everything in the world.

"He... he's devouring the Origin Power of our physiques!!!"

Another horrified cry came from Lin Jian. The Origin Power of his Sword Body was being stripped away by some eerie force.

Already severely wounded from the battle, Long Hao and Lin Jian had no strength left to resist this strange power of Ye Ming's.

"Heh... to be devoured by This Imperial Son should make you happy. It's your honor!"

Ye Ming's smile was utterly sinister. His demonic body blazed with increasing intensity, and a savage, chilling expression twisted his handsome face.

At this moment, near Imperial Mountain, Heaven and Earth bore witness. Countless cultivators watched the scene, fear creeping into their eyes as they looked at Ye Ming.

"What... what is that Imperial Son doing?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Hiss! That looks like the power of devouring—he's consuming the Origin Power of the Sword Body and Dragon God Physique!!!"

An experienced Saint Realm elder, his hair and beard stark white, trembled as he stared at Ye Ming.

To strip another's Origin Power from their physique was unheard of, even across the entire Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain.

"What... devouring another's Origin Power!"

Shock after shock rippled through the crowd.

Now, above the heavens.

"Ah..."

A roar of terror came from Long Hao. His broken body withered, turning sallow and dry. In an instant, his hair turned white, his frame shriveled, transforming from a spirited young prodigy into a decrepit old man.

Beside him, Lin Jian suffered the same fate. As his power was drained away, the accumulation of years was all given to another.

In contrast, Ye Ming's aura grew stronger and stronger. The radiance around his Primordial Demonic Body blazed ever brighter.

The enhancement wasn't limited to the Primordial Demonic Body alone. His Spiritual Power seethed like a vast ocean, surging in waves. This power, drawn from Long Hao and Lin Jian, was being devoured by Ye Ming, pushing his cultivation realm higher.

The scene was too bizarre, too terrifying.

At that moment, the elders of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall and the Azure Sky Dao Sect could no longer hold back. They prepared to strike at Ye Ming.

Everything had happened too fast. They hadn't expected their Holy Son to be reduced to this state in the blink of an eye. If they waited any longer, they'd have to set up a memorial for him—his body might not even survive.

"You little beast! Using such a vile technique—die!"

A furious roar rang out, filled with rage. A Saint Realm powerhouse from the Ten Directions Sacred Hall attacked Ye Ming, his aura immensely powerful, far beyond any Dao Realm prodigy. Saintly might blanketed the heavens, shaking the cosmos.

As the Holy Son of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall, Long Hao's importance to the entire hall was second only to the Sacred Master himself.

"Quick, save our sect's Dao Son! Such a demon—if he grows up, he will become a calamity for the entire Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain. He must not be allowed to live!"

From the Azure Sky Dao Sect, a Saint Realm expert also struck out, aiming to kill Ye Ming under the banner of eliminating demons and upholding the Dao.

Lin Jian's value to the Azure Sky Dao Sect was self-evident. His death would be a devastating blow.

Moreover, they now believed that Ye Ming, if he grew, would become a catastrophe for countless sects across the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain. They wanted to kill him before he matured.

At the same time, the experts of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land could no longer stand by.

"Release our sect's Saintess!"

Because their Saintess, Liu Mingyue, was still slung over Ye Ming's shoulder.

Liu Mingyue—a Saintess of a sacred land, the goddess in the hearts of many young prodigies of this generation—had been carried on Ye Ming's shoulder during the battle, in full view of countless cultivators, her shapely rear slapped who knows how many times...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The void trembled; space shattered. Several Saint Realm experts charged at Ye Ming, murderous intent blazing.

Every Saint Realm expert, even across the Three Thousand Dao Provinces of the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain, was a being who could dominate a region, whose thoughts could decide the life or death of billions of Living Beings.

Without a Quasi-Emperor, Saint Realm experts stood at the pinnacle. As for an Emperor—that was a being beyond all, rarely seen through the ages.

Three blurry figures materialized in the void, radiating an overwhelming, boundless aura of supreme power. The entire sky trembled violently and cracked.

"Die!"

A Palm Seal surged forth, unleashing endless radiant runes that blotted out the heavens, pressing down toward Ye Ming. The attacker was named Long Hai, from the Ten Directions Sacred Hall.

Three Saint Realm experts struck simultaneously. An ordinary prodigy would have long been terrified out of their wits; no matter how talented, facing such beings, one could only kneel.

His ink-black hair danced wildly in the void. Ye Ming continued to devour, gazing at the ferocious assault with utter calm.

"Heh, trying to kill me? Do you even qualify?"

Ye Ming mocked them.

"Ten Directions Sacred Hall? Flying Immortal Sacred Land? Azure Sky Dao Sect? What are they before my Primordial Forbidden Zone?"

A voice rang out—it was the Sixth Elder, Blood Soul, who had come with Ye Ming. Arrogant beyond measure, he held none of these three sects in his eyes.

"Hmph! Anyone who dares harm the Imperial Son dies without mercy!"

This time, the Primordial Forbidden Zone had only dispatched three elders, yet they were still not to be compared with ordinary sects. Even the Ten Directions Sacred Hall, Flying Immortal Sacred Land, and Azure Sky Dao Sect—renowned immortal cultivation sanctuaries within the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain—were nothing before the Primordial Forbidden Zone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the heavens, six Saint Realm experts clashed in battle. All manner of radiant runes and light illuminated the space between heaven and earth, shaking the firmament. The erupting shockwaves turned into storms, sweeping across every direction.

And at this very moment, Ye Ming was using the Spiritual Power he had devoured to break through...