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Chen Daolin's gaze flickered with apprehension towards Ye Xingchen's strength. At such a young age, Ye Xingchen had already stepped into the Holy Realm, undoubtedly posing a significant threat. In Chen Daolin's view, unless Ye Xingchen had an immense background supporting him or bore some unknown secret, it was impossible for someone so young to achieve such an astonishing level.
With this thought in mind, Chen Daolin no longer hesitated. The Nine Nether Spirit Body was activated in an instant, summoning the Youming Ghost Fire from the depths of the abyss. Countless fierce tongues of flame surged forth, overwhelming and relentless as they charged towards Ye Xingchen.
Each flicker of the Youming Ghost Fire contained boundless chill and destructive power, enough to instill fear in even the bravest of warriors. However, in the face of this onslaught, Ye Xingchen showed no signs of panic. His eyes were deep and profound, as if he could see through all worldly illusions.
At that moment, his Fate Divine Body was fully awakened. A mysterious Dao Yun emanated from within him, seemingly transcending the boundaries of time and space, connecting the ancient past with the present. This Dao Yun felt both present and timeless, eluding comprehension yet unmistakably radiating terrifying power.
Under the protection of this force, any attack before him appeared pale and powerless. Chen Daolin's eyes widened in shock as if an invisible hand had tightly grasped his heart. An indescribable terror surged within him; he trembled as he spoke, almost unable to believe his own eyes: "Is that truly the Fate Sacred Body?"
His voice echoed in the vast space, tinged with disbelief and astonishment. As for the divine body? That legendary existence was something he dared not even imagine. Throughout the long history of the Tian Yuan Continent, tales of divine bodies shone like the brightest stars in the night sky—distant and awe-inspiring.
Yet at this moment, the scene before him made him realize that the Fate Sacred Body—one of the top three physiques on the continent—had indeed manifested right before his eyes! The Fate Sacred Body possessed the ability to control one's own fate as well as that of others, capable of manipulating the flow of time and severing ties between past and future; its power was unfathomable and deeply revered.
The birth of each Fate Sacred Body heralded upheaval in the continent's balance; as long as they did not fall prematurely, they would inevitably become peak existences on the continent. Chen Daolin's expression hardened as he decisively drew forth his Great Sage Weapon—the Azure Peak Halberd!
The Azure Peak Halberd shimmered with a cold light, as if it could freeze time itself. Mysterious laws flowed around its shaft, instilling a sense of reverence in those who beheld it. This halberd was an accidental find within a secret realm; he rarely dared to reveal it. But now, faced with a dire situation, he could not afford to hesitate.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Daolin felt his spiritual energy surge wildly within him, converging upon the Azure Peak Halberd before he suddenly swung it down with great force!
Crack!
The space seemed to be torn apart by this strike, as if the very essence of the laws had lost its meaning in that moment, leaving behind a shocking rift that showcased the terrifying power of the blow.
However, in the face of this earth-shattering attack, Ye Xingchen curled his lips into a faint smile. With a graceful flicker, he evaded the strike capable of annihilating everything.
At that moment, he turned his wrist, and an ancient yet mysterious Years Sword appeared in his hand. This Years Sword had quietly advanced to the level of a Great Sage Weapon after being nourished by a series of treasures rewarded by the System over the years.
The blade shimmered with traces of time, as if it could sever the past and future. A glint of determination flashed in Ye Xingchen's eyes as his internal spiritual energy surged violently, and then he thrust the sword forward!
Clang!
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