Killing Yang Pan (Part 2)

The reason Hong Xuanji had succeeded in cultivation was, on one hand, that his state of mind had already reached its limit, and he had cultivated the Creation Heavenly Scripture for many years, laying down a solid foundation. On the other hand, Daoist Creation had directly imparted his power to him, grafting his experience onto him, and with the aid of the flesh and blood of two God Kings, he had achieved success in one stroke. At the sight of this, Daoist Creation's brow furrowed slightly. His Son of Origin body had only just condensed and was not yet stable; it needed time to be consolidated. After this clash with Hong Yi, it had already loosened somewhat. If he fought Hong Yi to the death again, there might be danger. "This is your final Doomsday!" Hong Yi showed not the slightest emotion. With a savage punch, moving at a speed that even thought could not grasp, he scattered Yang Pan's aura to the four winds, his fist force striking directly upon Yang Pan's primordial spirit. Yang Pan let out a scream of utter misery, then Hong Yi seized his primordial spirit in one grasp. With a single surge of immense strength, he squeezed out his memories. Buzz, buzz, buzz... No one had expected that, even while so clearly at a disadvantage, Hong Yi could still unleash the great divine power of the Primordial Parasitism Art to ambush Yang Pan. But as soon as he suppressed the raging power of the monuments within his body and could once more move his thoughts, he saw Yang Pan in the gravest danger. Without a moment's hesitation, he lunged forward and punched toward Hong Yi. Yet at that very moment, Yang Pan's soul had already seated itself cross-legged. Protected within rings upon rings of