Above the firmament, Ye Ming's aura was changing. His originally deep eyes had now become black as ink, while boundless radiance rose around him and intricate, mysterious blood-colored runes floated in the air.
Ye Ming himself seemed to transform into a Black Hole. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surged endlessly into it, devoured and refined.
"No..."
At this moment, the Origin Power of Chu Yan's Saint Spirit Body was spilling away, while the Sacred Demonic Arm bone in his right arm was being devoured by Ye Ming.
The sight was utterly horrifying, shocking everyone present.
At this moment, inside and outside Barren City, from heaven to earth, countless cultivators stared at Ye Ming, their hair standing on end as they froze where they stood!
"W-What is he doing?!"
"Hiss! He's devouring the Origin Power of a physique!"
"This is a little strange!"
Shocked cries rang out one after another. Although some had heard of Ye Ming's ability before, witnessing it with their own eyes still frightened them senseless.
"Holy Son!!!"
"What a vicious ability!"
"Quick, save the Holy Son!"
From the Immortal Boat of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land came deep voices. The three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land wore furious expressions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three indistinct figures emerged into the sky, carrying overwhelmingly powerful auras, vast beyond measure, their voices cold to the extreme.
All three were Saint Realm cultivators. Their auras erupted, blanketing heaven and earth, shaking the universe with boundless killing intent as they prepared to strike.
Heaven and earth changed color, the world trembled, and all of Barren City shuddered beneath their auras. When a Saint Realm powerhouse grew enraged, a million corpses could fall and blood could flow into a sea.
"You little beast, stop at once! Release our Holy Son!"
The mighty voice swept in all directions with the force of sound waves, roaring furiously at Ye Ming.
At this moment, Ye Ming was still devouring every scrap of Chu Yan's origin power. He could not even be bothered to glance at the three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, because he knew someone would act on his behalf.
"What a joke! In the Battle of Prodigies, if you lose, you must have the awareness to die!"
"Is the Flying Immortal Sacred Land really such a sore loser?"
Ye Ming sneered. The devouring power of his Primordial Demonic Body revolved even faster, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Yan had become a white-haired old man, stripped of everything and barely clinging to life.
"Die!"
Boundless radiance from Magic Arrays rose into the air. Mysterious, intricate Dao Patterns stretched out, endless divine chains rising into the sky and forming a massive hand seal that descended upon Ye Ming.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
This palm blotted out the sky and covered the earth!
Boom!
Just then, an even more powerful aura emerged. It was Mo Ao, the First Elder of the Primordial Forbidden Zone. His face was majestic, his golden robe fluttered, and he stood before Ye Ming with an icy gaze.
"Hehe... the Flying Immortal Holy Son? What is he worth?"
"It is his honor that our clan's Imperial Son devours him. Who gave your Flying Immortal Sacred Land the courage to still dare attack?"
Mo Ao's voice was mighty, arrogant beyond compare, and brimming with domineering force.
"Courting death!"
With a furious roar, heaven and earth trembled violently and swayed.
Mo Ao made his move. His Great Saint Realm cultivation was far beyond what those elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land could compare to. Not to mention that Mo Ao was already not far from breaking through to become a Quasi-Emperor.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
With a single finger thrust, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy boiled like a vast ocean. Countless Order Divine Chains and void runes floated in the air. It was a ray of Light of Opening Chaos, with Demonic Mist rolling like a raging sea—like a world-destroying finger that crushed everything beneath the heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land were sent flying backward, utterly unable to resist. Under Mo Ao's strike, cracks spread densely across their aged bodies. They vomited blood in great mouthfuls, staggering with disheveled hair.
Their eyes were filled with terror!
"Impossible! Even a Great Saint Realm cultivator could not severely wound us in a single strike!"
A weak voice sounded.
"Hehe... mere frogs at the bottom of a well. How could you possibly fathom my strength?"
"This is the only time. If there is a next time, the Flying Immortal Sacred Land will have no need to exist!"
Mo Ao stood in the void, his aura powerful as he looked down upon everyone. These words were not merely for the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, but for every top force present.
Inside and outside Barren City, the powerhouses of the various top forces, such as the Flying Immortal Sacred Land and the Black and White Dao Academy, all remained silent.
Good heavens, the supreme secret was important, but the Primordial Forbidden Zone had directly sent a Great Saint Realm powerhouse to cheer on its own prodigy. How were the other forces supposed to compete with that?
Naturally, top forces such as the Flying Immortal Sacred Land and the Black and White Dao Academy possessed Great Saint Realm cultivators, but those were the supreme beings within their sects, the trump cards of their respective forces. Unless their sect faced a life-or-death crisis, they would never emerge from seclusion—much less come personally to cheer on their own prodigies.
"Forbidden forces really are different. If my ancestor came to support me, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams!"
A prodigy spoke with envy in his eyes.
The moment those words came out, he received countless eye-rolls.
"You think you're also the son of a Great Emperor? You want a Great Saint Realm powerhouse to support you? Why don't you piss and take a look at whether you're worthy first!"
"We are both prodigies, so why is the gap between us so enormous?!"
"So envious..."
At this moment, the voices of young prodigies echoed inside and outside Barren City...
Boom!
At this moment!
Above the firmament.
An incomparably terrifying surge of blood and qi rose into the air. Above the nine heavens, wind and clouds changed color as startling thunder rolled.
"It's done!"
Ye Ming said with a smile.
His ink-black hair danced in the wind, his features were handsome and refined, his skin crystal-clear like jade. Clad in a black robe, he stood above the firmament.
At this moment, Ye Ming's aura was growing, rising steadily as his realm loosened, on the verge of a breakthrough.
Boom!
Second Heaven of the Dao Palace Realm. Yet his rising aura did not stop; it continued breaking through until it reached the limit of the Second Heaven of the Dao Palace Realm.
Boom!
As powerful Spiritual Power rose from Ye Ming's body, he broke into the Third Heaven of the Dao Palace Realm.
Within the Dao Palace Realm, even invincible prodigies required years, even decades, to break through a single heaven.
Ye Ming's breakthrough speed was simply too terrifying.
Boom!
At that moment, a vision appeared behind Ye Ming.
Holy light illuminated thirty thousand miles, brilliant beyond compare and dazzling to the eye, like the brightest color in the world, capable of purifying all things beneath heaven.
Phantom figures of saints appeared behind Ye Ming, densely packed and blanketing the firmament. There were roughly tens of thousands of them—the phantoms of myriad saints had all manifested.
It was the vision of the Saint Spirit Body, now completely stripped away by Ye Ming.
From this day onward, Ye Ming possessed all the abilities of the Sword Body, Dragon God Physique, Cold Spirit Physique, and Saint Spirit Body. Moreover, under the enhancement of his Primordial Demonic Body, they were countless times stronger than those original physiques.
And beyond that, with a slight movement of Ye Ming's will, his arm began to change as well. It was the Sacred Demonic Arm. Countless dark runes floated above his palm, with billowing black mist occasionally pouring forth, sending chills through one's heart.
Chu Yan was dead. Every trace of his Origin Power had been completely devoured by Ye Ming...
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