A Shocking Warm-Up Battle!

Ten minutes is neither a long nor a short time.

It wasn't enough to allow the Exorcist Pass to mobilize more forces.

But that was enough to allow the restless Demon Race to retreat in time.

This is an obviously unfair battle, but the world has been unfair for too long. The unfairness of the situation is actually the fairness of strength. It's a dog-eat-dog world, survival of the fittest, it's that simple.

Seeing Long Haochen sighing and complaining, Long Tianyin, who had just arrived at the Exorcist Pass, patted his eldest grandson on the shoulder and was speechless for a moment.

For the sake of the greater good, Long Haochen had to sacrifice Hao Yue.

Even the blood pact couldn't stop the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu.

Long Tianyin naturally dared not make any promises to his eldest grandson.

Moreover, Long Haochen only lost one Magical Beast.

The losses at the Assassin Temple are truly painful.

The losses to the Magic Temple are equally painful.

"Tianyin." Yang Haoyu, a Ninth Order fifth-level Holy Punishment Knight was also forced to come out of seclusion, and the older brother of Yang Haohan, the Knight Temple Master, stood on the city wall of Exorcist Pass and waved to Long Tianyin, who was comforting his grandson below, reminding him, "It's been ten minutes."

Long Tianyin sighed deeply.

I put aside the idea of continuing to comfort my eldest grandson.

He got up, flew to the city wall, and looked at the many Ninth Order, Eighth Order, and Seventh Order extraordinary beings present, as well as Ye Qingcang, who was standing on the city wall with a bracelet in one hand, staring at the scenery for ten minutes.

"This battle... I'll have to trouble you, sir." Yang Haoyu was more adept at diplomacy than Yang Haohan, offering a few polite words to Ye Qingcang, but looking at the thirty-odd Demon God in the Demon Race camp, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. "Should we make some preparations just in case?"

Let alone the thirty-odd Demon God.

Three large mountains from top to bottom.

None of these are things they can overcome.

Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, Ninth Order rank, level nine, with a minimum of 990,000 points of Spiritual Power.

Moon Demon God Agares, Ninth Order, Level 8, minimum Spiritual Power of 800,000 points.

Star Demon God Vassago, Ninth Order, Level 7, with a minimum of 700,000 points of Spiritual Power.

And what about the top experts of their Six Great Temples?

One is Ninth Order, fifth-level rank, and the other is Ninth Order, fourth-level rank.

And then that was it.

Without making some preparations, Human Race is likely doomed.

But for Ye Qingcang, this was a battle to test his skills. He would not allow Yang Haoyu and the others to interfere in his battle. Moreover, he did not believe that Yang Haoyu and the others could cause much damage to Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu in the upcoming battle.

"Watch carefully and learn carefully."

Four Soul Ring slowly rose from beside Ye Qingcang in a three-dimensional form. Before Yang Haoyu and the others could understand the meaning of these words, countless golden light holes densely covered the battlefield. The sky, the ground, in front of them, behind them, and everywhere they could see were filled with these unknown and mysterious ripples and shadows.

"First Soul Skill: Energy Saving"

Second Soul Skill: Energy Saving.

Third Soul Skill: Energy Saving.

Fourth Soul Skill: Energy Saving.

Because the Stellar Martial Arts ' Flesh Furnace can refine the essence of Soul Beast into a pill, the Soul Beast's soul is naturally included. Without the soul, the Soul Skill naturally become controllable and selectable. The four-fold energy saving allows Ye Qingcang to consume very little Soul Power in battle. Combined with the super recovery power provided by the Stellar Martial Arts, as long as he is not instantly killed, he will never face death.

Immediately, to everyone's stunned gaze...

And it was also under the stunned gazes of all the Demon God and monsters.

Countless magnificent weapons emerged from the golden light holes in the sky, aiming at the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu from various angles and distances!

Ye Qingcang stepped onto the air stairs, walking step by step to a position ten kilometers above Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu Feng Xiu, where they met eyes. "Let me see... your full strength in human form!"

Seemingly receiving some kind of order, countless ornate yet deadly weapons rained down on Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu like a torrential downpour!

"Not bad!" Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu didn't believe that this tactic of overwhelming force with sheer numbers was so simple. A World Losing Color unfolded. "But my Domain is not something to be taken lightly..."

Buzz!

The sound of weapons trembling echoed through the sky!

The crimson spear struck Feng Xiu Feng Xiu's heart in an unreasonable manner, ignoring the Domain he released and all his defenses. Even the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu Feng Xiu couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He slowly lowered his head, looked at the spear that had pierced through him from front to back, placed his hand on it, and expressionlessly pulled the spear out and crushed it!

"A truly wondrous weapon." Watching the spear vanish into light and shadow, Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu gently stroked his chest. His flesh surged visibly, completely repairing his heart and other organs. His Domain instantly expanded, solidifying all the golden light holes within it. "What a pity... my heart isn't my fatal weakness!"

"No need to regret it." The blood-red Domain, centered on Ye Qingcang, ruthlessly seized half of the area. Within this region, which stretched for over a thousand kilometers, only Ye Qingcang was able to talk and laugh with the Demon God Emperor, and even contend with him on equal footing. "This is just a reminder not to be careless, and also a way to hope that you will use your full strength to fight me... But if you can, please remember the name of this treasure: the Pierce Through Death Thorn Spear."

"A very nice name..." Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu chuckled softly, his competitive spirit ignited. "But that's far from enough!"

Before the words were even finished, the ten-kilometer distance was covered in the blink of an eye!

The space behind Ye Qingcang instantly shattered!

A colossal, Heaven Defying Demon Dragon lunged at Ye Qingcang!

But upon closer inspection, it was not a Heaven Defying Demon Dragon at all, but a palm, a palm containing the will of the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu!

The mind interferes with reality!

It can already be called intention!

but...

"That's all there is to it!"

It is as if the palm of a hand has come from the ages, exuding a unique aura of time, as if mountains and rivers have been destroyed, and the world has collapsed in the palm of its hand!

Extend your middle finger and press down slowly!

One palm strike defies the heavens, one finger imprisons the heavens!

"Heaven Defying Demon Dragon?" Ye Qingcang's smile was unusually cheerful, and a blue dragon's shadow rose behind him, sacred and inviolable. "Then come and experience the power of my Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger... Although it's incomplete, Yuan Power and Soul Power are ultimately two different things, but the path of cultivation and many other principles are still the same... Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Art, Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger, let me see what you're made of, and whether you can contend with the Martial Ancestor's set of moves!"

Two palms clashed, and a single finger struck fiercely!

In an instant, it tore apart a thousand miles of void!

"The Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger... truly lives up to its name!" Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu looked at his right hand, which was now only half a palm, and casually shook it. The bones and flesh grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye. "But if that's all, it's still far from enough..."

Bang!

Before the words were even finished!

Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu has raised his left hand!

Turn your palm into a fist!

They exchanged blows with Ye Qingcang, who had appeared in front of them at some unknown time!

In an instant, he retreated nineteen steps!

Each step shattered the space, leaving cracks stretching for dozens of miles!

Ye Qingcang did the same, but as the one who initiated the attack, he ultimately gained some advantage. He retreated seventeen steps, and his mangled right fist healed at a visible speed. His eyes flashed like lightning as he gazed at the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, who was a hundred miles away. Amidst everyone's bewildered expressions, he uttered words that made the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu smile knowingly, "Do you need to continue warming up?"