Yan Kneels! The Difference Between Fire Fly and Bright Moon!

In the distance, Xie Yue wiped the dust from the corner of his mouth, enduring the sharp pain in his chest as he picked up his Moon Blade from the ground.

He stared fixedly in the direction of Lin Yuan, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Don't get too cocky!"

"We were just careless earlier, falling victim to the sneak attack of your strange aura!"

Yan's face flushed a deep red, the veins on his forehead bulging as he roared in extreme indignation.

Xie Yue dragged his heavy footsteps to Yan's side, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder.

The soul power on their bodies surged violently once more, and the light of their martial souls ignited anew.

"Again! This time, we absolutely won't hold back!"

Watching these two stubborn fellows before him, a trace of impatience flashed through Lin Yuan's eyes.

He had no intention of wasting time on meaningless squabbles.

"Since you want to see the gap clearly, then I shall grant your wish."

Lin Yuan said indifferently.

The moment his voice fell, he no longer held back.

The Nine-Nether Slaughter God's Domain, which had been kept in a suppressed state, fully unfolded at this very moment.

BOOM!

The light on the training grounds was completely erased.

Purple-black divine power surged out from Lin Yuan's body like a volcanic eruption, shooting straight into the sky.

This space instantly transformed into a true Asura hell.

The air became thick with an impenetrable scent of blood.

Bone-chilling killing intent, like materialized blades, frantically sliced at the exposed skin of Yan and Xie Yue.

Within that roiling purple-black divine power, countless twisted, wailing apparitions vaguely emerged.

These Ghostly Apparitions looked like fierce, malevolent spirits that had just crawled out from the deepest depths of hell, their faces twisted to the extreme.

These Ghostly Apparitions bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they lunged at Yan and Xie Yue, wrapping tightly around their limbs and necks.

Piercing, shrill screams echoed frantically in their ears, ravaging their fragile mental defenses.

An irresistible threat of death truly and genuinely enveloped their entire bodies.

With just a single thought from Lin Yuan, these terrifying Ghostly Apparitions could tear them into a pile of shredded meat at any moment.

Under the crushing weight of this absolute dimensional power, the pathetic pride and self-esteem in their hearts were instantly ground into powder.

They finally realized what kind of monster they were facing.

Their previous self-proclamations of being geniuses were nothing but a massive joke in the face of this power.

The opponent didn't even need to obtain any soul rings.

This terrifying domain, which didn't even have a name, was enough to sweep through everything.

This was no longer a genius; this was a peerless monster who had shattered all common sense and rules.

Extreme terror finally completely collapsed their psychological defenses.

"Don't! Don't kill us!"

Yan could no longer hold on; his legs went weak, and he collapsed heavily to his knees once again with a thud.

This time, he wasn't knocked down—he was scared to his knees by the sheer terror of death.

Xie Yue was no better off, his Moon Blade dropping to the ground once more.

"We admit defeat!"

"Lin Yuan, stop! We really admit defeat!"

The two shouted desperately, their faces as pale as paper, devoid of any color.

Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads like raindrops, and even their breathing was ragged with the heavy gasps of those who had just survived a catastrophe.

Listening to their pig-like squeals for mercy, Lin Yuan's expression remained as calm as water.

With a slight shift of his mind, he retracted the unleashed slaughter divine power back into his meridians.

The purple-black canopy covering the training grounds receded rapidly, vanishing without a trace like a receding tide.

Those shrill Ghostly Apparitions also dissipated into the air along with it.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the warm afterglow of the setting sun once again spilled onto the wide bluestone slabs.

The terrifying pressure that had been weighing down on Yan and Xie Yue vanished completely in an instant.

The two gasped for air, greedily inhaling the fresh oxygen, their chests heaving violently.

They looked as if they had been fished out of water, their clothes soaked through with cold sweat and clinging tightly to their skin.

The sparring match was over.

Lin Yuan did not spare them another glance.

To him, this tedious farce should have ended long ago; he still had to return to contemplate the fusion of the divine powers of Destruction and Life.

He turned around and, with steady strides, prepared to leave the training grounds directly.

Watching Lin Yuan's departing back.

Yan and Xie Yue, slumped on the ground, gradually regained their senses.

After the extreme shock, both fell into a long, deep contemplation.

On this Douluo Continent, the law of the jungle was the only truth.

They recalled the theories Lin Yuan had mentioned in the guidance room regarding atavism and devouring, then combined them with the battle that had just been a one-sided slaughter.

A clear thought grew wildly in both their minds.

Following such a monster might be the only way to truly touch the pinnacle of power.

To continue being a frog in a well, holding onto their own laughable talent and thinking too highly of themselves, would mean never witnessing the glory of shattering the Great Dao in their entire lives.

In the face of absolute power, dignity was worthless.

"..."

Yan and Xie Yue exchanged a look.

Without the need for any superfluous verbal communication, relying on the tacit understanding built from years of fighting side by side, they read the same decision in each other's eyes.

The two scrambled up from the ground.

Without even bothering to brush the dust off their bodies, they opened their legs and stumbled in a mad dash toward the direction Lin Yuan had left.

The two rushed forward, blocking Lin Yuan's path.

Lin Yuan stopped and frowned slightly.

He looked at the two panting figures blocking his way, assuming these guys hadn't had enough of a beating and were still feeling unconvinced.

"What?"

Lin Yuan's tone was cold.

"If you are still unconvinced and want to fight again, I am ready at any time."

He stood where he was; although his body was young, the invisible, lofty aura he exuded made it hard for others to breathe.

Hearing this, Yan and Xie Yue waved their hands repeatedly, their faces turning pale with fright.

The next second.

The two performed an extremely uniform action in front of Lin Yuan.

Thud! Thud!

Yan and Xie Yue knelt on one knee in perfect unison, their knees hitting the bluestone floor with a heavy sound.

They lowered their previously arrogant heads, cupped their fists, and spoke with a tone filled with unprecedented respect and fervor.

Yan spoke:

"We submit!"

"Completely submit!"

Xie Yue immediately added loudly:

"You are indeed far stronger than us, so strong that we aren't even on the same level!"

"Whatever titles of 'genius' we have are not worth mentioning in front of you!"

The two looked up, their eyes burning as they stared at Lin Yuan.

Yan swallowed hard.

"From now on, you are our big brother!"

"In the younger generation of Martial Soul Hall, we will follow your lead in everything!"

Xie Yue also nodded heavily, his tone earnest to the extreme.

"Please take us as your subordinates!"

"Wherever you point, we brothers will strike, and we will never even frown!"

This sudden, drastic turn of events.

Caught even the usually calm Lin Yuan off guard.

He lowered his eyelids, sizing up the two boys kneeling before him with faces full of sincerity.