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"Kill me?" Qianye Ying'er replied with a light laugh as her twirling fingers twined around the million tiny Dark Lights. "Based on your words, in this lifetime it will be impossible for you to achieve."

BOOM!


Darkness filled the air once more as the space suddenly collapsed. In the darkness of this lightless realm, the pupils of everyone present, and even the mind and soul, were all clearly imprinted with a dancing black butterfly.

"This...This is…" A startled cry came from the darkness.

"Eternal Butterfly Abyss." Yan Sangeng gaze penetrated through the darkness as he stared at the sky. He then spoke in a low voice, "An eighth level Divine Master is actually able to force her to such extent…"

Not far away, Fen Jieran's expression kept changing. He had already thought of something, and subconsciously muttered: "Could it be that they are …"

Yan Sangeng turned his head, "Prince Jieran, do you know their identities?"

"No, not them." Fen Jierean shook his head, it was unknown if he was replying to Yan Sangeng or muttering to himself, "It can't be them."

Yan Sangeng frowned,"The person you are referring to is actually..."

Bang!

There was a very light sound, but it swallowed all other sounds. Shocked by the other party's strength, coupled with the fact that the witch was truly angered, Witch Yao Die's profound strength was finally completely released. The Witch's Domain that was exclusive to the Fourth Witch, the one named "Eternal Butterfly Abyss", revealed its terrifying and genuine appearance above the Imperial Heaven Realm.

Within Qianye Ying'er's golden eyes, a dancing butterfly shadow appeared. She felt that her five senses were rapidly fading as the feeling of being engulfed grew from within her mind and soul, and it quickly spread outwards.

The existence of the Devil Emperor's blood allowed Qianye Ying'er to face the power of Yao Die without losing.

However, being able to make up the gap in profound strength did not mean being able to make up for the gap in soul power!

And the strongest aspect of Witch Yao Die, was her darkness soul power!

Under the Eternal Butterfly Abyss, the soul suppression that came at her directly even exceeded Qianye Ying'er's expectations. She used to be able to control "Brahma Soul Death-Wishing Mark", so the strength of her soul power could be imagined. But now, facing Yao Die who had used all of her soul power, she knew in that instant that she wouldn't be able to resist.

She could even feel that if she were to be completely devoured by the butterfly shadow, she might really be unable to escape for all 'eternity'.

However, she did not immediately break free with all her might, nor did she even resist it. Instead, all of the dark profound energy on her body gathered onto the Divine Oracle in her hands, as she welcomed the incoming attack from Yao Die.

"Hmph, stupid." Yao Die said in a low voice, her hand gesture and the expression in her eyes changing at the same time.

And just as the Eternal Butterfly Abyss was about to completely unravel and engulf Qianye Ying'er, far behind Qianye Ying'er, Yun Che suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the empty space.

As if pulled by an invisible force, Yao Die's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, her profound strength and soul power that she released suddenly went out of control. What she unfurled was an extremely twisted Everlasting Butterfly Abyss, and not only did the might of the flawless Domain dropped, it also opened up dozens of cracks of different sizes.

That feeling, that bizarre feeling, and the distorted Witch Domain, even Yao Die had never experienced it before. At the same time, the power of Qianye Ying'er, who was in the midst of charging up her power, exploded. A golden shadow brought along a Dark Light and pierced into the Butterfly Abyss Domain, going along the incomparably terrifying Witchs Domain … It pierced through with seemingly no difficulty and tearing it apart.

Buzz!

The sudden backlash caused Yao Die's entire body to shake. Her heart was filled with indescribable shock, but the will of the Witch allowed her to not panic at all, changing her hand gesture. She forcefully gathered the power of her Domain, instead of retreating, she abruptly charged forward and grabbed the Divine Oracle that had just tore her Domain apart.

With a muffled sound, the Divine Oracle was firmly grasped in Yao Die's hand. It was like a seven inch golden snake that had been grabbed, its divine light was shining brightly.

In the distance, Yun Che's five fingers once again lightly pulled at the space.

That incomparably bizarre tearing force just now struck her again at this moment. The force that she forcefully gathered in her hand suddenly escaped her control, dissipating nearly thirty percent of it in an instant, Moreover, she had lost control of her energy as it disappeared into thin air. It was as if it had been silently devoured by an invisible monster.

Crack!

The strange loss of her power control made it impossible for Yao Die to control the  Divine Oracle. The divine oracle escaped her grsap and hit her face.

Rip!

The space was ruthlessly torn apart. Yao Die twisted her waist and retreated with a strange movement technique. Only a few dozen black hair strands were left fluttering in the darkness.

The figure of Yao Die was about five kilometers away. The instant she stopped, a light sound rang out. A slanted crack appeared on the top of her mask, followed by a trickle of blood slowly flowing out.

The air had completely solidified, and all of their hearts were tightly clenched, unable to beat.

They saw the Witch's Domain that had just been spread out, and the Witch's blood that was so scarlet that it pierced the heart.

Even Yao Die herself couldn't remember how many years it had been since she was last injured.

"Just who is it… Who exactly is it? " Tian Mu stared at the sky as he muttered to himself. He actually saw Witch Yao Die getting injured with his own eyes.

Not touching her injuries, Yao Die's gaze penetrated through layers of darkness and focused on Yun Che's body.

Compared to Qianye Ying'er, Yun Che was the person that Yao Die cared the most about. So even though she was fighting with Qianye Ying'er, a portion of her attention was still focused on Yun Che.

When those two strange occurrences happened, she had already noticed the change in Yun Che's hand gesture.

However, it was only a gesture!? There wasn't any unusual auras.

The feeling just now… What was that?

Qianye Ying'er didn't give her the slightest opportunity to catch her breath as a golden figure tore through the space and arrived before her.

The two of them started to fight once again, and the calamity of darkness once again descended upon the Imperial Heaven Realm.

In the previous clash of power, the two were evenly matched. However, at this moment, Yao Die's mind was in a mess. In addition to the backlash from Witch's Domain, she was gradually being suppressed by Qianye Ying'er in the darkness.

Yun Che watched silently, his gaze was emotionless as he stared at Yao Die. In a split second, his left index finger slightly tilted downwards.

Bang!

The fingers of Yao Die, which were wrapped around dark light, collided with Qianye Ying'er's divine oracle, causing countless dark domains explode in an instant around the two of them. However, this kind of terrifying stalemate, which only belonged to a late stage Divine Master, only lasted for less than half a breath.

The small gap caused the circulation of her power to go out of control in an instant.

Such an unexpected turn of events was undoubtedly fatal in a battle of attrition at the level of a Divine Master. Before Yao Die could react, the divine oracle had already ripped open her power and like a golden snake, it flew towards her chest.

Boom!

It was as if a pitch black star had exploded at the center of Yao Die's heart. Like a butterfly with broken wings, she flew through the air amidst the dark storm, bringing along a shocking trail of blood.

This time, as Yun Che moved his fingers slightly, she could feel the change in her profound energy.

one time...two times...three times...Was it really a coincidence?

What was that? A divine artifact of some level without profund aura?

Or perhaps a demonic art!?

However, she wasn't the only one who caught all of this. There was another person as well.

Whoosh!

While everyone was in shock, Yan Sangeng suddenly rose into the air, went straight for Qianye Ying'er, and said with an incomparably gloomy voice. "Let me help you."

The figure of Yao Die stopped in midair, her hand pressing on her chest, blood dripping in between her figers.

"Divine Oracle", Eastern Divine Territory Brahma Emperor God Realm divine artifact. Yao Die had known of its name since a long time ago. At this moment, she had witnessed its terror with absolute clarity.

However, she who was injured by the divine oracle didn't care about her injuries in the slightest. Instead, she turned around with all her strength and took Qianye Ying'er back, the butterfly shadow behind her congealed in a blink of an eye.

A Divine Master of the ninth and seventh level, attacking Qianye Ying'er together!

Qianye Ying'er did not retreat at all, not even a hint of emotion could be seen on her snow-white face.

In terms of Cultivation Level, Yan Sangeng was weaker than Qianye Ying'er by a small realm, but facing it in person, the aura was so heavy that it made him feel like he was suffocating. At the very least, that was definitely not the suppression of a small realm.

His brows slightly twitched, As he exchanged glances with Yao Die. When they neared Qianye Ying'er, his body's posture suddenly changed, as he swept past her body, straight towards Yun Che.

At the same time, Yao Die unleashed her full strength, firmly locking Qianye Ying'er down and making it impossible for her to do anything to stop him.

As a Level 7 Divine Master, and also the leader of the thirty six Yama Devils of the Hell Devil Realm, before today, Yan Sangeng definitely wouldn't believe that with his status, he would personally make a move against a level seven Divine Sovereign.

Today, not only did he attack, he was also extremely fast and ruthless.

Several tens of kilometers of space closed in an instant, and Yun Che, who was within sight, was inches away from him. Yan Sangeng grabbed out with his hand, and opened his five fingers, ripping a black crack in the space.

The sound of space tearing was so sharp that it seemed as though everyone's eardrums were being torn apart. However, Yan Sangeng's expression instantly stiffened, because his five fingers had actually grabbed onto empty air. Behind him, there was only a shredded afterimage.

After a brief moment of inconsequential shock, Yan Sangeng reaction was as fast as lightning. His body abruptly turned around, and accurately grabbed towards the place Yun Che had just appeared in.

Rip!

The speed of the collision, as well as the sound of the tearing, was several times more terrifying than before. However, even where Yan Sangeng's five fingers landed on, there was still nothing left, except of afterimages.

His expression changed slightly, and a wisp of a grayish-white aura of death flashed within his pupils.

"A top-notch movement technique, and perhaps even cultivated to the highest level, truly admirable." He slowly turned around, as his gaze landed on the spot where Yun Che had appeared. Lifting his arm, he lightly pressed his five fingers down.

A series of mournful, aggrieved, and despairing howls suddenly came from the unknown space, as if thousands of lonely souls were screaming and crying. At this moment, his skin had also turned terrifyingly dark gray, and he was a desiccated corpse that had already started to turn into a withered corpse. Only his eyes reflected the crafty light that shouldn't belong to a living person.

Those terrifying eyes locked onto Yun Che's location through the gaps between his fingers, and the voice from his mouth was so hoarse, it was difficult to hear. "Come, let me see how you'll escape this time."

When his voice fell, he had already rushed towards Yun Che. Even though his speed was still peerlessly fast, it was much slower than before.

However, the moment he moved, the surrounding tens of thousands of ghosts wailed and howled, and the entire realm seemed to have suddenly become a terrifying ghost domain.

As for Yun Che, who was located in the center of the ghost realm, he was completely unable to move as if he was surrounded by ten thousand ghosts.

Yun Che with his Seventh Level Divine Sovereign cultivation, for him to practically steamroll Tian Guhu, was enough to shock the present ages. However, he was still unable to contend against a Level 7 Divine Master. Under the suppression of absolute strength, even the most powerful movement technique would be reduced to a joke.

Yan Sangeng dragged a long streak of grey as his fingers stretched straight towards Yun Che's throat. Even when he was several meters away, Yun Che still did not escape, it was obvious that he couldn't move.

Just as Yan Sangeng was certain that Yun Che would fall into his hands in the next instant, Yun Che in his pupils suddenly enlarged.

The auras of someone at the seventh level of the Divine Sovereign Realm exploded in front of him with an exaggerated, terrifying to the point of being incomprehensible in an instant. However, he didn't even have the time to be shocked, as an afterimage had already flashed past his body.

Yan Sangeng figure stopped, and all the voices of the surrounding disappeared.

He froze there, then slowly lowered his head, an enormous sword, shining with a vermillion light that was not bright, pierced through his chest, out of his back, and into his body.

His body, which was even tougher than a Heavenly Divine Stone, as well as the body of a Divine Master Realm protective profound strength, seemed as if they simply did not exist.

"Idiot."

The coldest, most disdainful whisper he had ever heard in his life came from behind Yan Sangeng.

Yun Che reached out his hand and the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword immediately flew out of Yan Sangeng body and returned to his hand. The sword blade was not stained with even a speck of blood.

After which, the vermillion sword disappeared into his hand. His back was facing Yan Sangeng, and from the beginning till the end, he didn't even give him a single glance.

To someone as high as the Divine Master Realm, being stabbed through with a sword, was definitely not some kind of fatal injury.

However, Yan Sangeng was still frozen in his place, the hole in his body did not bleed at all. There was only a hint of vermilion light that was still flashing silently, not showing any signs of dissipation or fading away.