"I'm furious, I'm furious!"
Wang Mingyang let out roar after roar. Earlier, he had been the one killing people and slaying their hearts, but now the roles had reversed.
This enraged him beyond measure.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Thunderfall."
Ye Lin raised the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor in his hand. A streak of violet divine lightning suddenly appeared upon its blood-red blade, purple thunder coiling around the sword and radiating a heart-pounding aura.
"Slash."
Myriad bolts of lightning merged into one, ultimately forming an incomparably terrifying thunder Sword Qi.
For a moment, even Wang Mingyang's prized Great Sun Divine Flame was suppressed by the thunder Sword Qi. The Sword Qi cleaved viciously into Wang Mingyang, and in an instant, purple lightning covered his entire body.
Wave after wave of a scorched smell drifted through the air.
"Die for me!"
Wang Mingyang opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Great Sun Divine Flame, but it was all blocked by the Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell. The Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell was, after all, a supreme protective artifact.
It was only that Ye Lin had previously never wanted to use treasures to crush others, so he had hardly used it from beginning to end.
But now, he did not mind using it once.
After all, without the Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell to block it, this fellow's Great Sun Divine Flame still posed quite a threat to him.
A glint flashed through Wang Mingyang's eyes, and three feathers emitting golden light appeared before him. The three feathers simply floated quietly in front of Wang Mingyang.
"My natal divine feathers—even if a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal descended in person, they would have to give way. I refuse to believe I can't break your turtle shell."
Wang Mingyang said resentfully.