Chapter 2658: A War Without Smoke, the Clash of Wills Between Ye Junlin and the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen

Jun Xiaoyao did not move, but once he did, heaven collapsed and earth sank!

The Divine Spirit Incarnation's might was too vast; with every gesture, the universe seemed about to collapse, as if unable to bear its power.

The Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen, white hair fluttering, had four blood-colored banners waving behind him.

He held the Purgatory Spear, and the gaze beneath the bone mask remained a silence like a dead sea.

Even if the Divine Spirit Incarnation had world-shocking might,

he was the Ancestral Mount Zhanshen of the Calamity Clan, fearing nothing.

Boom!

The Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen struck, the spear light piercing the void.

At the same time, behind the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen, a boundless magic wall rose from the ground, as if obscuring the firmament.

The pitch-black magic wall was vast, as if extending to the end of the world.

The wall was stained with the blood of gods and demons, stuck with various blades and weapons, permeating with an aura of ancient desolation.

It was precisely the Underworld Wang Ti phenomenon, the Wall of the Armed Mingwang!

Do not forget, Ye Junlin was the one who inherited the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's sarira, the power of the Calamity Source Pearl, to possess a complete Underworld Wang Ti.

And the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's physique was also the Underworld Wang Ti.

It was precisely because of this power attribute of the same origin that Ye Junlin could become the best vessel to carry the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's power.

Compared to the Underworld Wang Ti phenomenon, the Wall of the Armed Mingwang, that Ye Junlin had unleashed before,

the Wall of the Armed Mingwang unleashed by the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen now was clearly countless times more terrifying.

Endless bloody and killing aura permeated heaven and earth.

It was as if behind that wall, there truly was a hellish underworld soil soaked in the blood of gods and demons!

Boom!

The two sides collided, their might shaking ten thousand miles, vibrating the universe, mountains, and rivers!

The Three Sovereigns' Barrier trembled because of this ripple.

Who knew how many sentient beings were shaken to death by the aftermath of the collision.

However, there were still countless sentient beings whose hearts could not hide their shock and emotion.

Jun Xiaoyao, this youth of the Boundary Sea, was actually able to rely on his own means to hold back the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen.

This was equivalent to helping the Boundary Sea extend its life, trying his best to delay time so the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen would not shatter the Three Sovereigns' Barrier.

It could be said that the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen, an existence that should have crushed the battlefield,

was now being forcibly delayed by Jun Xiaoyao.

At the beginning, who could have thought they would see this scene?

"Young Master Yun Xiao...!"

The Three Sovereigns' Barrier, the cultivators of various forces, the Three Teachings, the Imperial Clans.

And the many soldiers of the Demon-Suppressing Pass.

Even the experts of the Three Sovereigns' forces who had friction with Jun Xiaoyao at the beginning.

At this moment, all could not help but speak out in admiration.

Jun Xiaoyao was truly doing his utmost for the Boundary Sea, exhausting his heart and strength.

It could be said that even Jun Xiaoyao's former opponents and enemies were sighing in admiration, forced to admire him!

At the beginning, who could have thought that a mere junior could bring such great help to the Boundary Sea.

It could be said that at this moment,

Jun Xiaoyao's prestige had reached an unprecedented peak.

To say he was on par with the Three Sovereigns was not much of an exaggeration.

And Jun Xiaoyao did not care about the various situations in the outside world.

Right now, his goal was only on the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen.

In fact, Jun Xiaoyao's battle with the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen

was not really to fight to the death with the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen.

After all, setting aside the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's power,

Ye Junlin was an important part of him.

And also possessed his will.

It was just that now, it seemed the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will was too powerful,

causing Jun Xiaoyao's will deep within Ye Junlin's consciousness to be in a suppressed state.

Jun Xiaoyao did not believe that Ye Junlin's will had been extinguished.

No matter how strong the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will was, it was impossible to completely extinguish Ye Junlin's will.

Because Ye Junlin was Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Xiaoyao was Ye Junlin.

Was his will so easily extinguished?

In the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, there was a divine light of contemplation.

It seemed now that the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will had occupied absolute dominance.

But thinking about it, it was reasonable; after all, he was the Ancestral Mount Zhanshen of the Calamity Clan, and that will was naturally extremely terrifying, enough to overwhelm everything.

However...

Ye Junlin's, or rather Jun Xiaoyao's, will was absolutely not that fragile.

It was just that if there were no other way to awaken Ye Junlin's will,

then the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's dominance could not be shaken.

Jun Xiaoyao was fighting the enemy while thinking of a solution.

Now, perhaps besides the overt battle between Jun Xiaoyao and the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen,

there was another war without smoke silently proceeding.

At this moment, within Ye Junlin's consciousness space.

No, calling it Ye Junlin's consciousness space might not be correct.

Because now, within his body, the one occupying dominance was the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will and power.

And this consciousness space was naturally dominated by the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will.

Looking around, this consciousness space was a blood-red desert.

It was fresh blood that had stained the earth red, with countless corpses piled up.

Looking at it, it seemed like a desolate battlefield.

And on this battlefield,

two figures stood opposite each other.

Yet what was astonishing was that these two figures were almost identical.

Both had bone masks covering their faces, both had white hair fluttering, and both held Purgatory Spears.

The difference was that one figure wore black mysterious clothes.

It was precisely Ye Junlin.

And the other figure wore mottled, ancient general armor, with four blood-colored war banners stuck behind him.

Permeating with an invincible aura of disaster and calamity.

At this moment, these two figures stood opposite each other.

Ye Junlin knelt on one knee on the ground, supporting his body with the Purgatory Spear.

And the other figure, naturally, was the will belonging to the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen!

"Interesting, I didn't expect that your will, lowly as an ant, would be so tenacious, unable to be completely extinguished."

The Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen stood in the void, the Purgatory Spear pointing obliquely at the earth, the war banners behind him fluttering.

He was like a general who had been through many battles, his fighting intent collapsing the clouds!

And Ye Junlin looked up at the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen.

He spoke coldly.

"I am Ye Junlin; the only one who can defeat me is myself."

"Even if you are the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen, it won't work!"

Ye Junlin rose, his aura surging again.

But the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen shook his head faintly. "Even your power, your Underworld Wang Ti, originates from me."

"What qualification do you have to resist before me?"

Ye Junlin did not speak, striking again, his figure soaring into the air, the spear tip piercing through.

But!

Boom!

The Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen struck with a spear, knocking Ye Junlin flying again, his figure smashing heavily into the earth, splashing up endless sand and dust!

This was not a true contest of strength, not a battle of flesh and blood.

It was a clash of materialized wills.

Perhaps no one would have thought that outside that magnificent battle in the outside world,

within Ye Junlin's consciousness space,

there was also such a battle of wills.

But clearly, although Ye Junlin's will was tenacious,

the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen's will was too powerful, almost possessing an overwhelming advantage.

It was simply not something Ye Junlin could shake.

And at the same time, in the outside world,

Jun Xiaoyao's battle with the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen had also reached a white-hot stage.

Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Spirit Incarnation, like a god crossing the world, shook the vastness.

The Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen, like a god of disaster destroying the world, had an aura of destruction that filled the sky.

And Jun Xiaoyao, in the midst of the battle, frowned slightly.

Vaguely, he seemed to perceive that Ye Junlin's will was about to be suppressed to the limit.

This was not good news.

Furthermore, Jun Xiaoyao did not want to waste all the Divine Spirit Incarnation's power on the Calamity Clan Mount Zhanshen.

After all, the Source of the Black Calamity that caused all the chaos had not yet appeared.

And just in this situation, far away on the battlefield, a Calamity Clan warship came through the air.

Standing on it was a graceful, beautiful figure in white clothes and black hair.

It was precisely Yun Yingluo! ===== CHAPTER 2659 =====