Devouring the Saint Spirit Body

Above the firmament, Ye Ming's aura was changing. His originally deep eyes had become even blacker than ink, and boundless radiance surged around him, accompanied by profound and intricate crimson runes floating in the air.

Ye Ming himself seemed to transform into a black hole, with the essence of Heaven and Earth surging into it, devouring and refining all things.

"No..."

At this moment, Chu Yan's Saint Spirit Body's origin power was scattering. The Sacred Demonic Arm bone on his right arm was being devoured by Ye Ming.

This scene was incredibly terrifying, shocking everyone present.

Inside and outside the Barren City, in the sky and on the ground, countless cultivators looked at Ye Ming, their hair standing on end, frozen in place!

"What... what is he doing!"

"Hiss! Devouring the origin power of a physique!"

"This is so strange!"

Exclamations of shock rang out. Although some had heard of Ye Ming's ability before, seeing it with their own eyes still terrified them.

"Holy Son!!!"

"What a vicious ability!"

"Quick, save the Holy Son!"

On the Immortal Boat of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, low voices sounded out. It was the three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, their faces filled with anger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three blurry figures appeared in the void, carrying an extremely powerful aura, vast and boundless, their voices chillingly indifferent.

All were Saint Realm cultivators. Their auras erupted, covering the heavens and earth, shaking the universe, filled with immense killing intent as they prepared to strike.

The sky and earth changed color, the universe trembled, and the entire Barren City quaked under their auras. The wrath of a Saint Realm expert could slaughter millions and cause seas of blood.

"Little beast, stop immediately and release our Holy Son!"

A booming voice, its sonic power sweeping in all directions, roared at Ye Ming.

At this moment, Ye Ming was still devouring all of Chu Yan's origin power. He didn't even bother to glance at the three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, because he knew someone would act on his behalf.

"A joke! In the Battle of Prodigies, if you lose, you should be prepared to die!"

"Your Flying Immortal Sacred Land, you can't handle losing like this?"

Ye Ming sneered. The devouring ability of the Primordial Demonic Body operated even faster. In an instant, Chu Yan had become a white-haired old man, having lost everything, on the verge of death.

"Die!"

Boundless magic array radiance surged, and profound, complex Dao Patterns extended into endless Divine Chains that rose into the sky, transforming into a massive palm print that descended towards Ye Ming.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

This palm strike blotted out the sun and covered the earth!

Boom!

Just then, an even more powerful aura appeared. It was Mo Ao, the First Elder of the Primordial Forbidden Zone, his face majestic, clad in golden robes, standing before Ye Ming with icy eyes.

"Heh heh... Flying Immortal Sacred Son? What is he worth!"

"It's his honor that my clan's Imperial Son can devour him. Who gave your Flying Immortal Sacred Land the guts to make a move?"

Mo Ao's voice was immense, incomparably arrogant and domineering.

"You're seeking death!"

A great shout shook the heavens and earth violently.

Mo Ao attacked. His Great Saint Realm cultivation was far beyond that of the elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land. Moreover, Mo Ao was currently not far from breaking through to the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With a single finger pointed out, the essence of Heaven and Earth boiled like an ocean. Countless Order Divine Chains and void runes floated in the air. It was a light that could open up Chaos, with Demonic Mist surging like a vast sea, like a world-ending finger that crushed everything in existence.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land were sent flying backward, utterly incapable of resistance. Under Mo Ao's attack, their aged bodies developed dense cracks, and they spat out large mouthfuls of blood, staggering with disheveled hair.

Their eyes were filled with terror!

"Impossible! Even a Great Saint Realm expert shouldn't be able to heavily injure us with a single blow!"

Their voices were weak as they spoke.

"Heh heh... you are merely frogs in a well. How could you possibly fathom my strength?"

"This is the only time. If there's a next time, the Flying Immortal Sacred Land will cease to exist!"

Mo Ao stood in the void, his aura powerful, looking down on everyone. These words were not just for the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, but for all the top powers present.

Inside and outside the Barren City, the cultivators from various top powers, such as the Flying Immortal Sacred Land and the Black and White Dao Academy, remained silent.

Good heavens, while the Supreme Secret was important, the Primordial Forbidden Zone directly sent a Great Saint Realm expert to cheer for their Prodigy. How were other factions supposed to compete?

Great Saint Realm cultivators certainly existed within many top powers like the Flying Immortal Sacred Land and the Black and White Dao Academy, but they were the supreme beings within their sects, the trump cards of these major forces. They would normally only emerge from seclusion during a sect's life-or-death crisis, let alone come to cheer for their own Prodigies.

"Forbidden forces are something else. If my ancestor could come help me, I'd wake up smiling in my dreams!"

A Prodigy said, their eyes filled with envy.

Upon hearing this, they were met with many glares.

"Do you think you're an Imperial Son? Asking for a Great Saint Realm expert to help you? Go take a look in the mirror and see if you're even worthy!"

"We're both Prodigies, why is the gap so huge!"

"Envious..."

At this moment, voices of young Prodigies echoed from within and outside Barren City...

Boom!

At this moment!

Above the sky.

An incredibly terrifying surge of Blood Essence rose, causing the Nine Heavens to change color, and thunder to rumble.

"It's done!"

Ye Ming laughed.

His black hair danced like ink, he was handsome and refined, his skin as lustrous as jade, clad in a black robe, standing above the sky.

At this moment, Ye Ming's aura was growing, climbing steadily, his realm loosening, on the verge of breaking through.

Boom!

Dao Palace Realm Second Heaven. The rising aura had not yet stopped, still breaking through, reaching the limit of Dao Palace Realm Second Heaven.

Boom!

Accompanied by a powerful Spiritual Power, it surged from Ye Ming's body, reaching Dao Palace Realm Third Heaven.

In the Dao Palace Realm, even Invincible Prodigies would need years, even decades, to break through one level.

Ye Ming's breakthrough speed was simply terrifying.

Boom!

Just then, behind Ye Ming, a phenomenon appeared.

Saint light illuminated thirty thousand miles, dazzling and brilliant, like the most luminous color in the world, capable of purifying all things.

Phantoms of saints and sages appeared, densely packed behind Ye Ming, obscuring the sky. There were tens of thousands of them, phantoms of myriad saints and sages.

This was the phenomenon of the Saint Spirit Body, which Ye Ming had now completely stripped away.

From this point on, Ye Ming possessed all the abilities of the Sword Physique, Dragon God Physique, Cold Spirit Physique, and Saint Spirit Body. And with the enhancement of his Primordial Demonic Body, these physiques were countless times more powerful than they originally were.

Furthermore, with a slight movement of Ye Ming's will, his arm also began to change. It was the Sacred Demonic Arm, with numerous dark Runes floating in his palm, occasionally emitting wisps of black mist, giving people a sense of dread.

Chu Yan was dead, and all his origin power had been completely devoured by Ye Ming