Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly and felt a heat spread throughout his body like an electric shock. Every cell and every pore relaxed and opened, and a feeling of full power surged out from deep within his body.
"Is this the power of Nascent Soul?"
He was slightly surprised. This was a completely different feeling from the Golden Core realm. If he were a fish, the Golden Core realm was like a stream. Although it could allow him to swim freely, it would eventually have limitations, and Nascent Soul
, but it is a surging river that never ends!
There is an essential difference between the two and they cannot be compared!
Although this power does not yet belong to him, at this moment, he has deeply realized the power of the Nascent Soul stage!
"So, have I been fighting against such an existence all this time?"
He murmured softly, the more he understood the power of Nascent Soul, the more he was amazed by the power card he possessed.
The power of the ninth-grade Nascent Soul is so powerful, let alone the divine-grade Nascent Soul?
But he, with only the cultivation of the divine golden elixir, was able to defeat the divine Yuanying. Whether it was the true power of chaos or the flower of cessation, it was obviously a magical method with extremely high bonuses!
But just when he was amazed, a powerful flow of information poured into his mind very suddenly.
Sun Temple, Yang destroys life, An Hedao...
Each piece of information was engraved into Ye Chen's mind. Ye Chen knew that these were all Yang Youming's memories, and they were now being merged with his memories!
It took about a few minutes for Ye Chen's temple to accept all this huge flow of information. Although these were not the so-called memories of Yang Youming, they were just an important part of the information about the various parties in the Sun Temple, but they were enough for Ye Chen to digest.
It’s been half a day!
When he came back to his senses, he thought of Yang Youming, who was seriously injured and dying, and immediately looked down.
"Yang Youming, you..."
Before he could speak, his voice suddenly stopped!
Yang Youming was lying on his back on the calm Longsen Lake with a peaceful expression. Although there was no trace of blood on his face, he could not see any pain.
His breath had closed, and a wisp of invisible soul turned into blue smoke and slowly rose into the sky from his Heavenly Spirit Cap!
Yang Youming is dead!
Ye Chen looked at Yang Youming's body, his eyes fixed.
Yang Youming is considered his enemy and stands on the opposite side of him. But at this moment, Yang Youming is giving him a very precious gift at the end of his life. Things in the world are fickle, so that's it!
"I will do my best to do what I promised you!"
"Way to go!"
Ye Chen whispered comfort to Yang Youming, then raised his palm, and Yang Youming's body floated up.
Then, he clenched his five fingers and instantly pulled out a long tongue of fire, wrapping Yang Youming's body in it!
Qilin is really hot!
Under the terrifying high temperature, even if Yang Youming had an innate Taoist body, it gradually melted away over time. Finally, when his body turned into a pile of white powder, Ye Chen just dispersed the Kirin True Fire.
"Since you are here today, it means you are destined to this lake, so I will bury you here!"
Ye Chen murmured softly, waved his hand, and countless white powders scattered in the wind, scattered on the surface of Longsen Lake, and gradually disappeared!
Then he raised his finger again, and he grabbed a towering boulder a thousand meters away from Longsen Lake, and then threw it heavily to the edge of the lake.
With his fingers like a pen, he wrote five simple and vigorous characters on the boulder.
Tomb of Yang Netherworld!
After doing all this, he stopped on the lake for a long time, and then he rose into the sky, turned into a purple light, and flew towards the Xuanyuan Palace headquarters!
"Yang Miesheng, An Hedao, since you want to play, then I will play a game with you!"
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On Yangshen Star, in front of the gate of the Sun Temple, a space passage suddenly opened, and two figures flew out of the space passage, one after the other.
An Hedao stood in front with his sword behind his back. Behind him was Mei Ruoleng, who was imprisoned by his true power!
Mei Ruoleng could not move at all at this moment, and the real power in his body was suppressed by An Hedao's real power, shrinking in his meridians, and losing all ability to resist.
In front of a divine Nascent Soul, her sixth-grade golden elixir was indeed too insignificant!
"I haven't been back for ten years. Let's take a look. Does it look familiar?"
An Hedao's voice came at this moment, which shocked Demei Ruoleng.
She looked around subconsciously, but this sight made her eyesight split and her heart was shocked.
"What...is going on?"
What she saw was a miserable scene, with skinny corpses that had been drained of flesh and blood, lying on their backs on the ground in a mess. Moreover, these people were all wearing the uniform of the Sun Temple.
In particular, she saw some familiar jewelry among these clothes, which were her acquaintances.
"Wan'er, Xiuwen, Lin Feng, Lu Zhiming?"
Her eyes were horrified, and she swept forward and saw that among the countless corpses, a few corpses were particularly eye-catching because there were items belonging to this person on their clothes.
As the chief core disciple of the Sun Temple, Mei Ruoleng could naturally tell at a glance that these corpses were the same core disciples of the Sun Temple as she was. Each one of them was a talented person who ranked among the geniuses of the galaxy, and was the future pillar of the Sun Temple.
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But now, they have all turned into skinny corpses. How can this not make Mei Ruoleng feel cold all over her body?
"What happened?"
She realized that she could speak out at this time, and immediately looked at An Hedao, her eyes full of anger.
An Hedao looked calm and pointed at the countless corpses on the ground.
"As you can see, those lying here are all elders and disciples of the Sun Temple, a total of 4,816 people!"
"In addition to them, all the residents on Yang Shen Planet have also become like this!"
"What?" Mei Ruoleng looked almost crazy when she heard this.
"How is this possible? Who did this?"
The Sun Temple is the largest religion in the galaxy. Its strength is unparalleled. No matter it is the Sky God Sect, the Starry Sky Wolf Clan, the Starry Sky Blood Clan, the Beast God Sect, etc., they are all weaker than the Sun Temple.
There are more than 4,000 people in the Sun Temple, and the combined power is enough to shake many stars. How could all of them die?
Not only that, Yang Shen is one of the largest planets in the Milky Way. Its size is barely under the sun, and its population is as high as tens of billions.
An Hedao said that these people were all dead. Like everyone in the Sun Temple, they were all turned into skinny corpses. This is simply unimaginable!
But just when she was filled with shock and anger, she noticed something strange. He discovered that there was an extremely fine blood line on these corpses, almost invisible to the naked eye.
These blood lines seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, all converging in one direction, and this direction was the main hall of the Sun Temple.
She looked up in surprise and saw a figure sitting cross-legged at the top of the main hall of the Sun Temple. Next to him, there was a squirming blood ball floating in the air.
The countless thin blood lines converged on this blood ball, causing it to continue to grow in size.
The figure next to the blood cell also lowered his head at this moment, glanced at Mei Ruoleng, and gave her a gentle smile.
"Welcome back, Shion!"
Mei Ruoleng stared at the figure who looked like a kind elder, feeling terrified!