Heaven Realm, Bright Mountain, before the gates of the Divine Temple.
The battle between Yue Yang and Long Hatred continued. Yue Yang had already knocked Long Hatred to the ground for the one hundred and eighth time, yet Long Hatred still sprang back up like an indestructible cockroach, lively as ever, without the slightest sign of severe injury.
He was in a wretched state, and in great pain.
Under the blows of Fate Moon and Illusory Moon Power, this Divine Rank powerhouse who had lived for tens of thousands of years was being abused by Yue Yang like a dog.
But Long Hatred was, after all, a Divine Rank powerhouse. His divine power was vast beyond measure, and any wound to his body rapidly healed. His combat strength had not been greatly affected. At the same time, he realized that this brat Yue Yang simply did not know how to use this bizarre Illusory Moon Power. Though it was effective, it displayed less than half its true might... If the true owner of the Illusory Moon Power had come instead, the outcome would likely have been entirely different.
"Y-you... have you beaten me enough yet?" Long Hatred had lived for tens of thousands of years, but never in his entire life had he been as enraged as he was today. Naturally, he had never been this humiliated, either.
"Not quite. Let me blow up your chrysanthemum a few more times!" Yue Yang seemed particularly interested in blowing up other people's chrysanthemums.
The instant his words fell, he slipped out through the gaps between the Heart-Piercing Divine Spears like a fish.
He evaded Long Hatred's Purple Gold Divine Halberd.
His body skimmed across the ground.
Like the stance a street punk used in a brawl, he launched a soaring kick that