Saint Spirit Body

"Pfft!"

The White Moonlight he had pursued for years lay in another man's arms, enjoying herself.

Seeing this, Chu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, his body trembling.

"No... it can't be like this!"

He was lost in thought, having suffered a huge blow.

No man could endure such a scene, let alone a proud Prodigy like Chu Yan.

At this moment, his hatred for Ye Ming reached its peak. If it was mere animosity before, now it was a matter of life and death.

"You waste, do you dare to fight me!"

Chu Yan roared, killing intent surging in his eyes. His powerful aura made the surrounding void tremble, Spiritual Power surged, and his presence was overwhelming.

He stared at Ye Ming, issuing a challenge. All his plans were now insignificant.

In this moment, he cared for nothing else, wanting only to kill Ye Ming and tear him to shreds.

"Heh heh... What are you? Originally, with your status, you weren't even worthy of fighting this Imperial Son!"

"However, today, I'll give you that chance!"

Ye Ming stood on the War Chariot, sneering coldly.

At this moment, countless cultivators and Prodigies had already gathered within the Barren City.

Suddenly, a piece of news spread, attracting everyone's attention.

"Chu Yan of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land is going to fight the Imperial Son of the Primordial Forbidden Zone, hurry and watch!"

"What, are they going to fight? I heard that the Holy Son of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land has condensed Five Strands of Immortal Qi."

"That's right. If nothing unexpected happens, Chu Yan will surely be one of the most powerful Prodigies of this era. That Imperial Son is definitely no match for him."

At this moment, the entire Barren City erupted. Before the Supreme Secret Realm had even opened, people were already fighting.

On one side was the Holy Son of a top power in the world.

The other was even more formidable, the Imperial Son of the Primordial Forbidden Zone, the most forbidden power in the world.

These two forces were enough to make countless cultivators look up to them.

At this moment, many Prodigies were heading over, intending to watch the show.

However, in their opinion, the outcome of this battle was largely predictable. Most of the young Prodigies believed that Chu Yan, the Holy Son of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, would emerge victorious.

After all, condensing Five Strands of Immortal Qi in the Dao Palace Realm, coupled with a cultivation base at the sixth heaven of the Dao Palace Realm, was enough to make him stand out among all Prodigies in the Battle of Prodigies.

Most Prodigies' impression of Ye Ming was still stuck at his "waste" stage in the Divine Bridge Realm. Even though he had previously killed the Dragon God Physique and the Sword Physique, he was still infinitely inferior to a true invincible Prodigy like Chu Yan...

As time passed, more and more people gathered, mostly young Prodigies, looking up at the two figures in the sky.

"Is that Chu Yan, the Holy Son of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land? He truly has a magnificent aura!"

"Of course. A Prodigy with Five Strands of Immortal Qi is rare even in the entire Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain."

"Hmph, what good is a powerful sect if you yourself lack strength? This is the Golden Age, and if you don't have the power, you will eventually be submerged by the currents of this era!"

Sounds of onlookers erupted. Most Prodigies did not think highly of Ye Ming. Some were even jealous that Ye Ming possessed such a status yet had been a waste for so many years, and they were mocking him...

In the sky.

His figure was tall and slender, his face handsome, his skin as lustrous as jade. Clad in a black robe, Chu Yan, the Holy Son, had undergone a significant change in his demeanor compared to before.

Half of his body radiated a holy light, emanating from his Saint Spirit Body.

Strangely, the other half of his body was enveloped in endless black mist, appearing incredibly eerie.

His eyes were pitch black with a bloody glint, sharp and intimidating. His aura casually erupted, causing the surrounding void to tremble violently.

What drew the most attention was one of Chu Yan's arms, which was branded with numerous dark Runes. Black mist occasionally surged from it, giving a sense of dread.

"Today, I will make you realize that in front of me, besides your identity as the Imperial Son, you are nothing!"

Chu Yan was extremely arrogant, his gaze condescending, his voice indifferent, looking down on Ye Ming.

"Mingyue, don't worry, I will definitely prove that I am stronger than this waste!"

Chu Yan continued, his gaze shifting to Liu Mingyue beside him, his affection overflowing!

Her skin was as white as snow, her bones like ice, her ethereal figure floating in the air. But at this moment, Liu Mingyue was completely indifferent to Chu Yan, ignoring him. Her beautiful eyes, like water, were fixed only on Ye Ming, carrying a hint of worry.

"Be careful..."

Liu Mingyue's voice was gentle and pleasant as she spoke to Ye Ming. At this moment, only Ye Ming occupied her thoughts.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of old blood was spat out, and Chu Yan's face turned even paler.

"Got it. Didn't you see I'm about to kill him? Get lost!"

Ye Ming's impatient voice rang out, and he sighed inwardly, Women are so troublesome, so naggy!

"I... I was just worried about you!"

Liu Mingyue's pretty face showed a hint of grievance, her red lips parting slightly as she continued to speak to Ye Ming.

"Later, you need to be careful of his Saint Spirit Body, the cultivation technique he practices... Oh, and his Flying Immortal Secret Canon has already reached..."

As the former Saintess of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Liu Mingyue was naturally intimately familiar with Chu Yan's cultivation techniques, secret canons, and physique.

At this moment, she was revealing all of Chu Yan's secrets to Ye Ming.

The Heavenly Demonic Heart-Capturing Technique only controlled Liu Mingyue's soul; it had no effect whatsoever on her past memories.

"Not good!!!"

"This is bad..."

"The Saintess she..."

These were the words of several elders from the Flying Immortal Sacred Land who had accompanied Chu Yan. Worry etched their aged faces. They never expected Liu Mingyue to reveal all of Chu Yan's secrets. With the great battle about to begin, this would...

"Mingyue... you..."

A voice rang out, filled with sorrow.

With every word Liu Mingyue spoke, Chu Yan's complexion grew paler, filled with immense pain. He couldn't believe that the woman he once loved would...

"Ye Ming..."

A roar erupted, so powerful that the surrounding void trembled violently under the sonic waves. Chu Yan, fueled by grief and rage, focused all his hatred onto Ye Ming.

The void trembled, space vibrated.

At this moment, Chu Yan attacked. His posture was tall and straight, heroic and majestic, as he stood in the void, enveloped in a sacred radiance. It was his Saint Spirit Body manifesting, an incredibly powerful physique capable of purifying all things in the world