A roar escaped his lips, conjuring an invisible storm, as if manifesting a miniature world.
Boom!
Wang Yanzhang watched warily. That lion must be Ye Fei's mount, or perhaps a demonic beast Ye Fei used to study killing techniques. With a punch, the purple lion appeared, the seven stars hidden. At this moment, Ye Fei was like a lion, ranging across a vast grassland, a king reigning supreme. As the purple lion ran, it transformed back into a fist shadow. This was a domineering fist, imbued with unparalleled dominance.
Crack!
Wang Yanzhang swung his iron spear, caressing the Sky-Splitting Si armor on his body. Darkness billowed from him like an abyss, enveloping Wang Yanzhang's form.
A divine purple fist, a flowing black abyss, the two collided. With a roar, the giant stone tablet bore another crack.
Crackling~~
The two stone lions guarding Ye Fei shattered. Roars echoed into Ye Fei's ears.
“Wang Yanzhang, you slew my stone lions!”
Ye Fei was furious. He had refined the primordial spirits of two Purple Thunder Lions and suppressed them within the stone lions. Normally, they guarded him. These two stone lions were extraordinary, capable of suppressing ordinary Supreme Profound Venerables.
Now, as he and Wang Yanzhang battled fiercely in the milky white arena world, the terrifying backlash had shattered the external stone lions and annihilated the Purple Thunder Lion primordial spirits sealed within them. This was equivalent to the Ye family losing two Supreme Profound Venerable powerhouses!
How difficult it was for any being to cultivate to the Supreme Profound Venerable realm! Looking at the shattered stone lions and their mournful roars, his killing intent surged, his eyes turning blood red. The struggle for the Human Race's co-lord had now escalated into personal vendetta. He raised his fists and directly unleashed two purple lions, carrying his profound fist intent, to blast towards Wang Yanzhang.
“Seven Jade Fist!”
Simultaneously, after throwing two punches, he scattered his fist energy, then reformed it. Seven streams of multicolored divine light nourished his fists. Another killing technique was manifested and hurled towards Wang Yanzhang.
“Hmph!”
Wang Yanzhang snorted coldly. He raised his great iron spear, and behind him, a divine beast, the Sky-Splitting Si, ten thousand zhang tall, appeared. A single horn, like an immortal's blade, struck towards Ye Fei.
“What kind of demonic beast is that?!”
“How powerful is this fearsome demonic beast? This mighty warrior Wang Yanzhang is truly remarkable, to have learned such a technique and refined the essence of this demonic beast!”
Countless beings watched this scene. It resembled a rhinoceros, yet it was infinitely more powerful than the rhinoceros species.
“Fight! Fight!!”
The two engaged in a deadly duel, roaring with all their might. Boundless divine power was unleashed, their auras growing madly.
Boom!
The milky white arena splintered into pieces, but countless golden chains connected them. Void energy surged, and the giant stone tablet pulsed with divine light, its pressure weighing upon the world.
Their terrifying collision surpassed the comprehension of Ye Wei and Liang Fang. The fearsome divine power swept through everything in the arena world, obliterating all!
After this strike, the void flowed, and colorful divine light splashed out. Golden light blazed, and countless chains erupted with powerful divine energy, dragging fragments of the arena and reassembling them. The void energy dissipated, but the terrifying divine power collision continued, and their figures remained unseen.
Boom~~!
After dozens of thunderous impacts, the fearsome divine light faded. The milky white arena remained a milky white arena. Ye Fei and Wang Yanzhang stood facing each other, mere a hundred zhang apart. Ye Fei’s fists had flesh and blood torn, but it was only a minor injury. Wang Yanzhang gripped his iron spear, calmly observing the Ye Fei opposite him.
No victor declared!
A powerhouse who had lived for nearly half an era had failed to suppress the mighty Wang Yanzhang, and instead, had slightly fallen into a disadvantage.
“Boom!”
The giant stone tablet once again emitted a layer of blue divine light, further reinforcing the arena. The ancient age and lack of maintenance had taken their toll. After several terrifying battles, the giant tablet was no longer as majestic as before, and the inscriptions upon it were blurred and indistinct.
“You have lived this half-era in vain. The Human Race, in your Ye family’s hands, is likely to be ruined!”
Wang Yanzhang said coldly, watching Ye Fei continuously nourishing and healing his fists.
“What right do you have to accuse me!”
The torn flesh rejoined, and Ye Fei raised his head, looking at Wang Yanzhang, whose expression was calm. This man was immensely powerful. He, who had cultivated for half an era, was no match for him. Ye Fei felt that Wang Yanzhang had not unleashed his full divine power, having remained placid throughout these hundreds of rounds of combat.
Behind the Han human race, who truly was it!
“Wang Yanzhang, let us fight again!”
After recuperating, Ye Fei roared again, his divine power erupting, his fists clenched, and he charged forward once more.
“You are not my opponent. If I’ve guessed correctly, behind that stone gate, you have a backup, don’t you? Bring it forth, and I shall suppress it all!” Wang Yanzhang glanced at the stone gate beneath the Ye family ancestral hall and sneered. He sensed a faint aura hidden behind the stone gate, an aura that closely matched Ye Fei’s. It was likely Ye Fei’s clone.
“Hmph?”
Ye Fei’s expression immediately changed. He subconsciously glanced at the stone gate, then looked at Wang Yanzhang, his fear growing with every look. Jiang Zuotan, who had once controlled the Great Yin Immortal Emperor’s primordial spirit, hadn’t noticed it, yet Wang Yanzhang had seen through him. With a punch, the Purple Thunder Lion roared in the void, a river of purple light spread across the ground, tearing the sky apart as it struck!
Boom!
Wang Yanzhang cast a cold glance, then raised his great iron spear and smashed it towards Ye Fei. The earth-shattering collision left countless spectators in awe. Liang Fang, seated on his throne, trembled slightly. Unlike the common folk who only observed the grandeur, he could feel the immense gap between himself and Ye Fei and Wang Yanzhang!
Within the arena, Wang Yanzhang and Ye Fei fiercely battled, occasionally splashing blood. Ye Fei did not mobilize the aura from behind the stone gate, nor did Wang Yanzhang urge him. They exchanged blows, blocking each other's killing moves.
“Kill!”
Wang Yanzhang turned, savagely swinging his spear backward, then pulling it forward like a reverse thrust, aiming for Ye Fei’s waist. This move, a ‘Returning Horse Spear,’ caused the heavens and earth to collapse, the divine beast roared, black light splattered, and with a tearing sound, the spear pierced Ye Fei’s waist. A seven-colored radiance flared, covering the wound, preventing the surrounding flesh from disintegrating. Ye Fei’s body flew backward, crashing into the ground, blood splattering.
For a time, countless people were astonished.
The powerful Ye family ancestor, a powerhouse who had lived for half an era, was still suppressed by Wang Yanzhang. This time, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow, far from the superficial injuries before.
Boom!
A figure rushed out from behind the stone gate. That figure was a primordial spirit, identical in appearance to Ye Fei. This was a primordial spirit Ye Fei had been forced to sever years ago to shed the sword energy and demonic qi of Jiang Zuotan after being severely injured by him. Now, this primordial spirit had fully recovered.