Chapter 650

After a brief exchange, Xiang Yuyin had already sensed the power of the 【Soul-Returning Blood Body】, and he could not fathom why a sect possessing such a formidable Divine Ability had vanished from history.

'There must be something strange about it.'

As this thought flashed through his mind, the great Divine Ability user of Jiujie Sect decided that after this matter was settled, he would search his sect's archives for any information regarding the Wangchuan Art Academy.

But now—

'Since Wumingzi is not present in person, the only one here who can threaten me is this Tenth-Generation Head of the Wangchuan Art Academy.'

'Pity neither of these two has yet unleashed their Core Divine Ability or Innate Divine Ability—better to stay cautious.'

Because Wumingzi rarely fights, external intelligence about it is extremely scarce.

Even though Jiujie Sect is the top power in the 【Divine Ability world】, they only know that this Master of the Qianji Pavilion loves using puppets—his Core Divine Ability's effects remain entirely unknown.

As for Li Ang—

Jiujie Sect clearly knows even less, since he hasn't even awakened his Core Divine Ability yet.

After a brief silence, Xiang Yuyin spoke in a calm tone: 'Your Divine Ability is indeed formidable, but it poses no threat to me.'

As he spoke, he raised his palm, and several fragmented town illusions appeared in his palm.

'These are all the results of your attacks. For the sake of these ordinary people, you might as well stop now.'

'Once I deal with this child, Jiujie Sect will personally apologize to you.'

Just as he had previously used 【Tribulation Transcendence Stage】 to relocate that spear, he could now use this Core Divine Ability to transfer the attacks he had just endured.

Thus, while Xiang Yuyin's words appeared to be a compromise, they were in fact a threat.

After all, if a great Divine Ability user's battle spills too widely, he inevitably invites the punishment of causal law—his action is effectively binding both himself and his opponent to a time bomb.

But to mistake him for a madman would be a grave error, for the causal law punishment he suffers as the victim will be far less than that of his opponent.

Yet beyond this, Xiang Yuyin also felt helpless.

The Wangchuan Art Academy's Divine Abilities are simply too tyrannical—he had barely endured a few punches of 【Tribulation Transcendence Stage】 and was already on the verge of collapse, and this was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.

Yet in response to the plea, Li Ang coldly uttered one phrase: 'What's it to me?'

Before Xiang Yuyin could reply, he commanded the 【Soul-Returning Blood Body】 to strike again.

In Li Ang's view, the opponent's attempt to trap him with a trolley problem was laughable—after all, if he could slay this Jiujie Sect great Divine Ability user here, it would only benefit this world.

As for causal law punishment—

He has three lives. How many does that guy have?

Seeing the blood-red figure charge at him once more, Xiang Yuyin frowned slightly.

He raised his palm to block the punch aimed at his face, but his eyes secretly flicked toward the gray-haired boy beside him.

'Was the Wangchuan Art Academy destroyed in the past precisely because it acted like this, drawing the punishment of causal law?'

'Enough. Continuing to tangle with this one brings me no benefit—I'll have to pay a price to kill this child.'

As he thought, the red and white figures clashed again in several rapid exchanges.

Yet despite both being great Divine Ability users, their battle produced not a single sound.

The reason for this was naturally that Xiang Yuyin had transferred all damage he received elsewhere.

Meanwhile, across the world, numerous towns were engulfed in apocalyptic scenes.

The earth was torn open by terrifying force, with fire and dust erupting like raging forests.

Dark clouds churned overhead, and thunder roared, splitting the sky with blinding white scars.

'Earthquake!?'

'The end of the world… This must be the end of the world! The Lord is punishing us sinners!'

In the towns, crowds fled in panic.

But faced with this sudden disaster, they had nowhere to escape.

Yet unlike ordinary people, the cultivators within the towns vaguely realized that this spectacle was not a natural disaster—it was man-made.

'Damn! Some bastard is transferring battle ripples to us!'

'Don't let me catch them—I'll tear them into a thousand pieces!'

Though they spoke this way, the leading great Divine Ability users knew the two fighting now were certainly peers of their own rank—and far from weak.