As the saying went, there could be a first and a second time, but never a third. Yet Son of Heaven Yama had no regard for such logic, directly sending the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure flying with a slap for the third time.
This time, the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure had actually been well prepared, but unfortunately, he had still chosen the wrong target.
Back in the overseas lands, Su Xin had been able to use the secret art within the Spirit-Shifting Blood-Exchange Technique to burn his essence blood and unleash the full might of his Profound Yin Sword Intent. Now that Son of Heaven Yama was burning his essence blood, he could naturally break free from the formation's restraints for a short time as well.
Of course, this breakthrough was only temporary. Burning essence blood was, after all, burning essence blood; it could not be sustained for long.
In truth, Son of Heaven Yama's slap had not inflicted much real damage upon the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure. He merely looked rather disheveled.
If the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure chose to continue tangling with Son of Heaven Yama, then so long as the formation remained unbroken, Son of Heaven Yama would still be the one at a disadvantage.
But at this moment, something seemed off about the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure.
His eyes flickered with incomparably complicated emotions—humiliation, unwillingness, fury, and an even deeper madness. Even his own aura began to grow unstable, as streams of violent true qi erupted from his body.
This true qi belonged to the Great Emperor of Eastern Azure himself, yet he seemed unable to control it now. It even began to change, turning black as ink and radiating a cold, sinister aura.
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