Struggling Was Futile

Ye Jing felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that this was a do-or-die situation, and there was no room for hesitation.

His gaze was sharp as he scanned his surroundings. He saw that several supreme experts, including the Human Saint and the Old Freak Wind, had stepped forward and were locked in battle with Yang Jian, Nezha, and other Heavenly Court God of War. The two sides were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle, and the world was filled with earth-shattering energy fluctuations.

"Ye Jing, let's settle our score today!" Yang Jian's voice pierced through the clamor of the battlefield, and his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd transformed into a silver streak, heading straight for Ye Jing.

Ye Jing dodged the attack with a swift movement, and at the same time swung the Xuanyuan Sword in a backhand strike, engaging Yang Jian in battle.

"Hmph, settle things? Your Heavenly Court has repeatedly invaded my realm, today is the day you pay the price!" Ye Jing roared, his Spiritual Power surging, surrounded by dazzling light. Every attack contained a struggle against an unjust fate and a yearning for freedom.

Just then, from behind Town Heaven Pass, Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General surged in like a tide. They were dressed in silver armor, wielding divine weapons, and were determined to raze Town Heaven Pass to the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Jing was extremely anxious. He knew that he could not withstand this overwhelming attack on his own.

But the reality left him no room for other thoughts.

Besides Yang Jian, the Evil God's Demonic Claw also reached out, carrying a terrifying aura.

Faced with two top-tier combatants, even Ye Jing had to retreat.

"Ye Jing, surrender! Submit to us, and we'll spare your life!" Yang Jian sneered at Ye Jing's anxious expression. "The tide has turned. Surrender is your best option. The world will ultimately belong to our Heavenly Court and the Evil God!"

"Wishful thinking!" Ye Jing roared. "The mighty Heavenly Court, in its pursuit of immortality, not only slaughters the innocent but also collaborates with Evil God. How shameless! Even if I die here, I will never submit to you!"

Ye Jing's eyes revealed disdain.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself, then prepare to die!" Yang Jian sneered, raising his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd and slashing at Ye Jing!

Ye Jing retreated again, the Xuanyuan Sword seemingly coming to life in his hand. With a light touch of the tip, he skillfully neutralized Yang Jian's powerful attack. At the same time, using the recoil, he moved like a ghost along the edge of the battlefield, searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, and he quickly calculated a strategy in his mind. He knew that relying solely on brute force was not a long-term solution; he had to outsmart the enemy.

And that's not enough, not enough people came!

A subtle, calm expression flashed deep within Ye Jing's eyes.

"Ye Jing, your struggles are futile!" The voice of the Evil God was like a cold wind from the underworld, carrying an undeniable majesty. His figure gradually approached, surrounded by black Devil Qi that seemed capable of devouring all light.

Ye Jing could feel the pressure of that power, but he did not back down; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

He drew his sword and charged forward.

Keeping to retreat will arouse their suspicion!

Even if he were to fight two against one, he wouldn't truly be without a chance of winning!

An indomitable flame burned in Ye Jing's eyes. He knew that every action and every breath he took at this moment was related to the safety of countless lives behind him.

He suddenly accelerated, Xuanyuan Sword transformed into a streak of Flowing Light, clashing head-on with the Evil God's Demonic Claw. The sound of metal clashing was deafening, stirring up layers of air waves.

"Evil God, your darkness cannot obscure the light of justice!" Ye Jing's voice was firm and powerful. Relying on his profound understanding of the Xuanyuan Sword and the surging Spiritual Power within him, he managed to hold his own against the Evil God and Yang Jian, without being at a disadvantage.

Each swing of his Sword-Ray carried with it his yearning for freedom and his anger at his unjust fate, as if even heaven and earth were moved.

Upon seeing this, the Evil God's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected Ye Jing to unleash such astonishing combat power.

However, he was, after all, Evil God, possessing endless evil power. He quickly adjusted his state and intensified his attack. Black Devil Qi coiled around Ye Jing as if it were a tangible substance, attempting to erode his will and Spiritual Power.

Ye Jing gritted his teeth and silently chanted in his heart.

The Space Dao Principle, the Dao Principles of Strength, the Time Dao Principle...

Mobilize the power of all the principles!

His figure began to blur, as if merging with heaven and earth, and the light on the Xuanyuan Sword became even more dazzling, a testament to his conviction and determination.

"Ye Jing, you are indeed quite capable, but today, you still cannot escape death!" Seeing this, Yang Jian's fighting spirit was also high. He wielded his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd sword with impenetrable speed, colliding with Ye Jing's Xuanyuan Sword and creating dazzling sparks.

Both the Evil God and Yang Jian knew that Ye Jing's current state wouldn't last long!

Ye Jing's heartbeat resonated with the drumbeats on the battlefield, each throbbing seemingly proclaiming his indomitable spirit to the world.

The Xuanyuan Sword seemed to come alive in his hands; its tip trembled slightly, as if responding to its master's will.

But his movements slowed down noticeably, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

At the same time, the Evil God and Yang Jian realized this.

The attacks intensified.

The Evil God's Devil Qi, like a black tide, relentlessly eroded Ye Jing, leaving Dao Wound on his body.

Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd is like a silver lightning bolt, each swing carrying the power to tear through space.

Ye Jing barely maintained his undefeated position by relying on the power of the Dao and the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Ye Jing, give up! You can't possibly fight both of us at the same time!" The Evil God's voice echoed in Ye Jing's ears, carrying a hint of mockery and smugness.

However, Ye Jing merely sneered, his eyes showing no fear or hesitation.

But the next second...

A black hole suddenly appeared in outer space.

It exudes an eerie, Evil God aura.

Sudden!

A giant tentacle stretched out and wrapped around Ye Jing.

Oops!

Ye Jing's pupils contracted sharply. There was actually an Evil God?

Inside the black hole.

It kept extending its enormous tentacles, wrapping around Ye Jing, and then began pulling her into the black hole!

Ye Jing was terrified. He never expected that at this critical moment, a second Evil God would appear and try to drag him into the black hole in such an abrupt way.

The surrounding darkness was almost tangible, enveloping him completely, making even the light of the Xuanyuan Sword seem so faint.

"This... how is this possible!" Ye Jing struggled desperately, but the power of those tentacles was beyond his imagination, and he couldn't break free at all.

Although the Spiritual Power within his body was still surging, it seemed to be greatly suppressed within this strange black hole space.

"Haha, Ye Jing, do you think you can stop our plan?" The voice of the first Evil God echoed in the black hole, tinged with mockery. "Our power is beyond your imagination."

Ye Jing gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment.

He knew he couldn't give up now; countless lives lay behind him, waiting for his protection. He had to find a way to escape and continue the fight!