The Reversal Is Too Fast

One strand of Immortal Qi was already enough to make one a prodigy of the world.

Two strands of Immortal Qi, and their names would be renowned throughout the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain for a time.

Three strands of Immortal Qi, and one would basically only find them among the Holy Sons and Dao Sons of some Sacred Lands. This was the level of Long Hao and Lin Jian, who were previously devoured by Ye Ming.

Four strands of Immortal Qi, and they would be considered top-tier even among the various Holy Sons.

Five strands of Immortal Qi, and they were enough to be called invincible prodigies.

Although it had been rumored before that the Holy Son of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land had condensed five strands of Immortal Qi, it had always been mere hearsay, and what one hears is not necessarily true.

Until this moment, when all the cultivators present saw it with their own eyes. This scene was incredibly shocking...

The situation seemed to have reversed again. Many people shifted their gaze back to Chu Yan, believing that the final victor of this battle would still be this invincible prodigy.

"Die!"

With a furious roar, Chu Yan attacked Ye Ming, his eyes filled with cruelty. He swore that he would make the other party die in agony.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder rumbled, and the aura was incredibly powerful. It was a blindingly radiant body – it was Chu Yan, walking through the air. With every step he took, the surrounding void trembled violently. The holy aura that enveloped him could burn the sky and boil the sea, purifying all things in the world.

A battle halberd appeared in his hand. It was a Saint Weapon of the Great Saint level, perfectly suited to Chu Yan himself. The halberd body was resplendent, illuminating the sky as he struck out.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The sound of dragon roars echoed. The halberd struck like a dragon, soaring into the sky and flying straight towards the Nine Heavens, stirring up immense waves and endless winds.

This strike was incredibly powerful, exceeding the limits of the Dao Palace Realm, shocking the world.

"Five strands of Immortal Qi, is that very strong?"

Ye Ming curled his lips and let out a cold laugh.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Around him, strands of Immortal Light also rose, their radiance dazzling.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

"Six... Six strands of Immortal Light!"

"How is that possible?"

"Hiss!"

Upon seeing the six strands of Immortal Light around Ye Ming, the surrounding cultivators' expressions turned blank. They stood frozen on the spot, their minds buzzing.

"It's rumored that some Great Emperors, in their youth, could possess six strands of Immortal Qi in the Dao Palace Realm."

An older cultivator exclaimed in shock, revealing the terrifying nature of such a prodigy.

Although a prodigy with six strands of Immortal Qi might not necessarily attain Dao and become Emperor in the end, it was enough to show how terrifying their talent was.

"Kill!"

Ye Ming's voice was thunderous, shattering the void. His body was enveloped in resplendent Demonic Flames, crystal clear and supremely sacred, like a Chaos Demonic God. His aura also climbed steadily.

There was no need to use a Dao weapon. The power of the Primordial Demonic Body allowed Ye Ming to directly contend with Saint Weapons. His Blood Essence was like a vast sea, immensely powerful.

He himself was like a black hole, with the essence of Heaven and Earth pouring into his body, devouring all spiritual energy in the world.

He attacked, and Heaven and Earth changed color. The cosmos trembled. Fist Seals reverberated in all directions, and dragon shadows shattered under Ye Ming's punch.

High in the sky, it seemed as if surging tides of Demonic Flames were crashing, and the void in all directions was shaking.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, Ye Ming was locked in a fierce battle with Chu Yan. Spiritual energy surged violently. As time passed, their combat entered a white-hot stage. In just a single breath, they exchanged thousands of blows.

Holy radiance illuminated Chu Yan. His Saint Spirit Body now unleashed its boundless power to its limit. The Dao Halberd struck out again, and terrifying myriad holy lights danced like silver dragons, their fluctuations so powerful they were heart-stopping.

This was an extremely powerful Dao technique that Chu Yan had obtained in a secret realm. Even Liu Mingyue was unaware of this technique; it was one of Chu Yan's ultimate trump cards.

Using this technique, even Chu Yan's minor accomplishment in his Saint Spirit Body was difficult to withstand.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

His body began to show cracks, like a shattered mirror, dense and numerous. Blood stained his entire body.

"Hahaha, die!"

Laughing to the sky, Chu Yan was supremely confident in this strike. He was willing to pay any price to kill Ye Ming, which showed the depth of his hatred for him.

Myriad silver dragons intertwined, accompanied by the rising brilliance of immeasurable Magic Arrays. Mysterious and complex Array Patterns extended, forming endless Divine Chains that rose into the sky. This had already surpassed the limits of the Dao Palace Realm; it was a forbidden technique.

It had to be admitted that Chu Yan's strike was indeed powerful to the extreme.

"Be careful!"

A gentle voice sounded. Three thousand strands of black silk cascaded down. Her features were delicate and beautiful, with phoenix-shaped eyes and a green robe. Her figure was flawlessly perfect, with alluring curves, skin as white as snow, and icy bones. Her delicate body glowed, so radiant it could illuminate a mirror. She was like a green lotus in a pond, standing aloof from the world.

It was Liu Mingyue. Her eyes were filled with concern as she warned Ye Ming.

"Ugh..."

Chu Yan, who had been laughing heartily, stopped. His beloved woman was worried about his enemy. His heart was struck by an endless blow at this moment...

At this moment, countless gazes from heaven and earth were fixed on Ye Ming, wanting to see the final outcome.

"The Imperial Son he..."

It was the Sixth Elder, Blood Soul. Although he was extremely confident in Ye Ming, the strike Chu Yan launched was a forbidden technique, sacrificing his own cultivation base to unleash power countless times greater than his own. It was terrifyingly powerful.

"Don't worry, it's just a mere forbidden technique. We shouldn't underestimate the Imperial Son too much!"

The First Elder spoke with a calm and extremely confident gaze.

It's a joke. No one knows how terrifying someone who can condense Nine Strands of Immortal Qi is, because no one has ever seen it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This was the very center of the battle's eruption, splitting the heavens and pressing down the firmament, stirring up immense waves and endless storms.

Raging radiance completely enveloped Ye Ming. The void there was torn apart, and no scene could be seen.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

"Too ordinary!"

A calm voice rang out from the center of the tempest. It was Ye Ming.

His black hair danced like ink as Ye Ming stood atop the firmament. Even though he was enveloped by Chu Yan's forbidden technique, his body was completely unharmed.

Around him, Demonic Light surged for ten thousand feet. The Blood Essence in his entire body began to boil, and his Blood Qi shattered the Universe, rumbling like thunder.

His pupils turned black and deep, like abysses, devouring everything around him.