Chapter 921: Solo Battle Against Two Quasi-Saints

"Boastful talk!"

Tianyu Daoren sneered, his gaze sharpening and flickering with cold light: "Since you are so tactless, do not blame me for being ruthless. You should know one thing: a Quasi-Saint is not immortal."

Clearly, he had developed the intent to kill.

There was no help for it; he had to repay the favor he owed Laozi.

And since the other party was so relentless, he could only kill him outright.

"Dao Transformation!"

Tianyu Daoren gave a light shout.

With a dignified appearance, he held one hand upright and bowed respectfully toward Yin Qi.

This manner was as if he were bowing to a dead man.

Accompanying Tianyu Daoren's bow, Yin Qi felt an endless power of assimilation coming from all directions of heaven and earth.

He seemed to be nearing the end of his lifespan, about to undergo feather-transformation.

Dao Transformation, Tianyu Daoren's Innate Supernatural Power, could "assist others" in feather-transformation; this was also the origin of his Daoist name, Tianyu Daoren.

He had the confidence to slay Yin Qi because he relied on this peerless supernatural power.

Not to mention that Yin Qi had just attained the Quasi-Saint realm; even a powerhouse at the Quasi-Saint Mid-Stage, if caught off guard, would certainly suffer heavy injuries even if they were not forcibly feather-transformed by him.

But unfortunately, he had encountered Yin Qi.

One must know that Yin Qi now possessed the Pangu Bloodline; not only was he favored by the Heavenly Dao, but he had also received a 'Dao' character Dao Talisman as a Heavenly Dao Gift, which was equivalent to a certificate of 'one of our own' bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.

For Tianyu Daoren to want to borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao to forcibly send Yin Qi to feather-transformation—was this not a joke?

"A petty trick."

Yin Qi smiled faintly and activated the 'Dao' character Dao Talisman in his mind.

In an instant, the power of assimilation surging from all directions vanished without a trace, and an invisible yet powerful backlash struck directly at Tianyu Daoren's Primordial Spirit.

Pfft!

Tianyu Daoren suddenly revealed a look of terror, opening his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of blood.

"How can this be!"

He was horrified in his heart and even more unable to understand.

His Innate Supernatural Power, which he had cultivated for countless years and used to slay countless powerful enemies, had been broken so nonchalantly, and it had even backfired to attack him in the process.

Such means, I fear, only a Saint could possess.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Yin Qi did not give Tianyu Daoren any chance to think; a peerless Heavenly Blade appeared in his hand, an Extreme Post-Heaven Spirit Treasure, which was also the limit of the Spirit Treasures that the Immortal Court could refine.

"Supreme Heavenly Blade!"

Yin Qi slashed down, his eyes indifferent, filled with a sense of being high above, as well as endless vicissitudes.

It was as if an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao was wielding the blade of the firmament.

The Zhentian Blade, created back in the Yang God World, had long since transformed into a Saint-level ultimate art through Yin Qi's constant improvements; it could also be called a peerless supernatural power.

At this moment, Yin Qi was like an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, with endless power of heaven and earth surging in from thin air, allowing him to release an even more terrifying aura.

A Quasi-Saint can naturally borrow the power of heaven and earth.

When he wielded the Supreme Heavenly Blade, the power of heaven and earth he borrowed was even more terrifying and vast.

The blade light flashed, seemingly imprinting itself directly into the minds of countless people.

It seemed to pass through time and space, slashing onto Tianyu Daoren's body in an instant. Tianyu Daoren had no time to react and was immediately cut in two; his body split into halves, and countless blood spilled down.

How terrifying is the blood of a Quasi-Saint.

A single drop is enough to pierce through a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

It then turned into a sea of blood, drifting above the firmament without falling.

Ah!

Tianyu Daoren screamed.

However, he was a Quasi-Saint after all; even though his Primordial Spirit had been split in two, it was still not enough to kill him.

His two halves of flesh quickly closed together, and the large sea of blood turned back into large amounts of blood, surging toward his body to restore his flesh, but how could Yin Qi let the other party have their way?

Following closely, Yin Qi swung his blade down again.

It was still the 'Supreme Heavenly Blade'. At this moment, Tianyu Daoren could not help but reveal a look of terror.

Under one strike, he did not die.

But what about three strikes, ten strikes?

Do not look at how his Primordial Spirit and flesh had re-healed; he himself knew that sharp Blade Intent was still lingering at the wound, preventing his Primordial Spirit from fully recovering.

If Yin Qi kept striking, splitting his Primordial Spirit into dozens of pieces, he could easily suppress and kill him then.

If he had known, he would not have come.

If he had known, he would not have used his supernatural power, but instead used his Innate Spiritual Treasure directly.

He possessed a companion Mid-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure named the Swallowing Heaven Pot, which could swallow a Middle Thousand World.

Whoosh!

Just at this moment, a golden, brilliant divine spear descended from the sky, piercing through countless spaces and carrying an endlessly terrifying aura, shooting onto the blade light.

Boom!

The blade light shattered, and the divine spear also flew back, landing in the hand of Jimeng.

He had rushed over from the Outer Starry Sky, upholding the philosophy that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and had acted to save Tianyu Daoren; moreover, he also knew that relying on himself alone, he likely could not deal with Yin Qi.

If Yin Qi did not die, how could he kill the Human Emperor, destroy Great Shang, and ruin the Human Race?

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"Kill!"

Jimeng did not say much more; he Lifted his divine spear and charged forward.

"Demon Saint Jimeng!"

Yin Qi's eyes narrowed, but he was not surprised.

It was not just the Demon Race; he feared the Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan had also arrived, for the Human Race's unification was something the Wu Clan and the Demon Race were least willing to see, and naturally, they would send people to ambush and kill him.

Kill!

Yin Qi did not say much more either, and he met the charge.

Although Jimeng's seniority was not as great as Tianyu Daoren's, his combat power was stronger.

His spear technique was peerless; every spear strike seemed capable of piercing through the Heavens World, with endless killing intent condensed into a single point, honed through countless battles.

If it were anyone else, they would likely be caught in a flurry of panic.

But unfortunately, he had encountered Yin Qi.

Yin Qi was not only a Quasi-Saint who had achieved Corpse Severing with the Eastern Emperor Bell, but he was also a Quasi-Saint in physical body; the combination of the two was not one plus one equals two, but rather an effect equal to three, or even four.

Clang! Clang!

The blade and spear collided rapidly, emitting a continuous sound of clashing metal.

Every time they collided, the Xukong Sword Sword Sword Sword would shatter.

"What!"

Jimeng was shocked in his heart.

What on earth was this person's background? It would be one thing if his divine abilities were peerless, but his close-quarters combat ability was not weaker than his own, and was even stronger, while his blade technique could be called peerless.

After clashing for only a few rounds, he was beaten until he had no power to fight back.

Seeing this, Tianyu Daoren could no longer care about healing his wounds; he took out the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Flag and swung the flagpole violently toward Yin Qi.

The Desolate Ancient Ancestral Flag snapped and fluttered, whipping out countless Fierce Evil Divine Thunder.

This type of divine thunder could corrupt the Primordial Spirit and was the most sinister and poisonous.

Boom!

Countless Fierce Evil Divine Thunder submerged both Yin Qi and Jimeng, but these Fierce Evil Divine Thunder seemed to possess intelligence, as they specifically targeted Yin Qi, while Jimeng remained completely unharmed.

Tianyu Daoren brandished the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Flag; logically speaking, even a Quasi-Saint Mid-Stage would only be able to defend with all their might.

But Yin Qi did not care in the slightest, letting the Fierce Evil Divine Thunder strike his body.

The Fierce Evil Divine Thunder, which could threaten a Quasi-Saint Mid-Stage, not only failed to harm Yin Qi, but instead acted like a stimulant, making the aura radiating from his entire body even more terrifying.

Thunder surged across his bronze-colored skin, just like countless tiny hands giving him a massage.

When it came to attainments in thunder techniques, in the Honghuang, Yin Qi dared to claim second place, and no one dared to claim first, not even the Sages.

Mere Fierce Evil Divine Thunder, of course, could not hurt him.

"What!"

Tianyu Daoren exclaimed in shock.

He felt as if he were going crazy; could this opponent truly be his nemesis?

It was one thing for his "Dao Transformation" to be inexplicably neutralized, but even his greatest reliance, the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Flag, could not do anything to the opponent—how was he supposed to fight from here?

(End of this chapter)