God's Form

Everyone looked toward the ceaseless violent explosions in the distance. They all knew that Ye Yang was the only one who could save those people now. After fighting bitterly for so long, their Magic Power was nearly exhausted. Facing the endless Void Soldiers, they could barely protect themselves.

Meanwhile,

The dust filling the sky slowly settled, revealing a massive crater in the ground. Ye Yang had already returned to normal, his gaze locked firmly on the bottom of the crater.

"Still not dead... A god really can take a beating."

Within the crater, Mash continuously absorbed the Negative Energy transmitted back by the Void Soldiers. The sealing shackles around his body shattered inch by inch, and his strength had actually recovered to forty percent.

"What a... wonderful feeling."

Before his words had even faded, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared before Ye Yang.

Ye Yang sensed that Mash's aura was several times stronger than before, and his expression immediately turned grave.

Seeing his expression, Mash chuckled.

"Human, are you afraid?"

"HAHAHAHA!!"

"Afraid?" A sharp curve rose at the corner of Ye Yang's lips as golden light flashed in his eyes. "I'm just happy to have such a durable punching bag as you."

"I have to admit, you're the toughest one I've ever seen. It must've been hard work becoming even tougher, so I have to reward you for that."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yang shot forward and actually took the initiative to attack! Like a golden Meteor, he slammed straight toward Mash. This time, his speed and strength were even greater than before!

A trace of surprise flashed through Mash's eyes before turning into a cruel smile. "An ant trying to shake a tree!"

"Do you think recovering a tenth of my strength only made me a little