Ye Ming was no longer the original Ye Ming; he had been completely transformed into a divine body, and his soul had been erased.
At this moment, the Night Nether divine power fluctuated so much that space cracked, making it impossible for the High Priest and others to approach him. These were two completely different levels of power.
The god possessing Ye Ming found Ye Ming's will and blood soul interfering with him, so he killed him directly, leaving the divine power flowing without obstruction.
Ye Ming's expression was cold and indifferent, divine light flashing in his eyes as he walked step by step toward Long Chen. Everyone wanted to rush toward him, but space was suppressed. As they rushed forward, they were actually repelled by divine power.
"How could this be? This Dark War is completely different from before. The gods are already joining the next battle." Ma Ruyun's expression changed; this great battle had far exceeded his expectations.
Is it really worth sacrificing so many lives just for the core of a star region? Or is it that, besides the Star Domain Core, they have other motives?
Ye Ming's gaze was icy as he walked toward Yun Tian. Mo Nian, Gu Yang, and the others suppressed their desires but couldn't break through.
Even the power of the Life Tree God and the Mother Tree could not approach Ye Ming; divine power isolated everything, and people could only watch helplessly.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Under the impact of divine power, fine cracks began to appear in Yun Tian's barrier, and cracks also appeared on his body, resembling porcelain.
"No...!"
Mo Nian and the others roared. Yun Tian was connected to the barrier; if it broke, Yun Tian would die. But no one here could break through the divine power blockade; they could only watch helplessly, their eyes nearly bursting open.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a man with a long sword on his back stood before Ye Ming. As soon as that person appeared, Yue Zifeng cried out in surprise.
That person was none other than Yue Zifeng's master, Ling Yunzi, the new sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Ling Yunzi stood before Ye Ming, surging with divine power, unable to control him. At this moment, he seemed to be independent of the divine path.
"I never expected that in such a low-level plane, an inheritor of the Sword God's will would be born. Not bad, it's actually the Destruction Sword Dao." Ye Ming looked at Ling Yunzi, slightly surprised.
The Destruction Sword Dao that Ling Yunzi had comprehended was known to only a handful of people on the entire Tianwu Continent. Ye Ming saw through Ling Yunzi's sword will at a glance, indicating he had already reached a higher level.
Ling Yunzi's face showed no emotion; even though the other party saw through her background, she remained calm and composed.
Ling Yunzi looked at Yue Zifeng in the crowd and said, "Watch closely, this is the last time I teach you:
No matter what kind of enemy you face, as long as the sword in your heart is drawn, there will be no one in the world you cannot slay, even if the opponent is a god!" "
Clang!"
Ling Yunzi drew his sword, like a bolt of lightning, slashing straight at Ye Ming. Without a moment's hesitation, he struck with unstoppable momentum. The brilliant sword light illuminated the sky, stirring the heavens.
Even facing a god, Ling Yunzi's attacks remained confident, sweeping the winds of all directions, one sword destroying eternity.
"Overestimating yourself,"
Ye Ming snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the power of the Divine Dao transformed into a sharp sword slashing toward Ling Yunzi.
"Boom!"
Divine light surged forth. Ye Ming's divine sword was shattered by Ling Yunzi's single strike. A sword light sliced down the heavens and earth, and everything in the world came to a halt.
Ling Yunzi held his long sword, pointing diagonally at the ground, quietly watching Ye Ming, whose face was filled with shock.
Immediately after, people saw a thin slit splitting open between Ye Ming's brow, running from his brow to his nose to his throat.
People were stunned. Ling Yunzi shattered Ye Ming's divine sword with a single sword, splitting his head in two. That was a god, a true deity.
Even the High Priest and Ma Ruyun were stunned. This sword strike had already surpassed the power of the divine path, reaching heights they could not comprehend.
For a moment, the world fell into dead silence, as if time itself had stopped. Ling Yunzi and Ye Ming locked eyes, neither saying a word.
Finally, Ye Ming spoke, his voice full of admiration: "Such a powerful sword strike! If my true form were here, I might be cut down by you. Unfortunately, my body is essentially a spirit, not my true self. Your will of destruction only has the greatest lethality on the true body." "
That's really a shame." Ling Yunzi shook his head and sighed.
"It seems the person you are protecting is this generation's Chosen Child.
And you must be his companion protector. If the protector is so powerful, then this generation's Child of Destiny must be extraordinary.
I never expected our luck to be so good. Such a powerful Child of Destiny refining the Human Pill is worth immeasurably. Ye Ming looked toward Long Chen in the distance, a trace of excitement appearing in his eyes.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Ye Mingquan's divine power surged, countless runes appeared, and the wound on his head was stitched up, and the divine blood stopped flowing outward.
"Then I have to remind you, if you didn't kill him, then you, including the people behind you, must ... Disaster has come. After
Ling Yunzi finished speaking, the sword in his hand began to disintegrate, and then his arm, arm, and body started to dissipate bit by bit.
"Master..."
Yue Zifeng burst into tears. Just moments ago, he had been amazed by Ling Yunzi's strike, thinking his master had already slain immortals and gods, but he never expected his master to be dead.
"Though your attacks are sharp, you can cut through the power of the divine path and injure my divine body. Unfortunately, sword cultivators' defense is weak, and you simply can't withstand the backlash from the divine path's power.
You slashed me with one sword, but you died yourself. Sword cultivator, hmph, that's all. Ye Ming sneered and stepped forward, while Ling Yunzi's body had completely dissipated into the world.
"Master... Yue Zifeng cried out in agony. Yue Zifeng had grown lonely and withdrawn, and Lingyunzi had always been treated like a father. Now that Lingyunzi was gone, he couldn't accept the outcome.
"Zifeng, don't be sad. Master is simply returning to heaven and earth. Remember, with a sword in your heart, Master will always be by your side..." Just as Yue Zifeng was sobbing uncontrollably, an invisible divine sense entered his mind.
"I'm going to kill you... Yue
Zifeng listened to his master's final comfort, but couldn't suppress the pain in his heart. With a furious roar, his sword suddenly drew from its sheath, tearing the void apart. Mo Nian and the others cried out in alarm—it was too late to pull Yue Zifeng back.
Sss!
The divine path barrier was torn apart, and Yue Zifeng actually tore through the air. Like Ling Yunzi, he ignored the power of the divine path and slashed his sword at Ye Ming.
"Hmph, although you have sword intent, you haven't yet comprehended the unique law of swordsmanship. Your power is mixed but not pure, broad but not refined. You're far inferior to your master."
Ye Ming sneered, waved his hand, and a gust of fierce wind swept by. The longsword in Yue Zifeng's hand shattered in an instant, shattering into countless fragments that passed through his body. His body was shot like a sieve, blood instantly covering his entire body.
"Kill you...."
Yue Zifeng was gravely wounded, and as a sword cultivator, his body was frail. If he weren't wearing the soft armor specially crafted for him by Guo Ran and Xia Chen, he would have lost his life in this blow. Yet, Yue Zifeng, battered and battered, formed a sword with his fingers and charged at him.
"You're in so much pain, I'll do a good deed and send you to see your master." Ye Ming sneered, his divine sword appearing, and mercilessly slashed down at Yue Zifeng.
"Zifeng..."
The Dragonblood Legion soldiers cried out in grief for the rest of their lives. With this sword strike, even if Yue Zifeng had ten lives, he would be killed. They were so pained they couldn't bear to see him die so tragically.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered, and to everyone's surprise, Yue Zifeng's two fingers actually pierced Ye Ming's chest, while Ye Ming's longsword was blocked by a sword bursting with white flames.
A woman, dressed in white and dressed, her long hair flowing and stunningly beautiful, like someone stepping out of a painting, blocked Ye Ming's divine sword strike.