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"Chant..."

After Ye Zichen transformed into a True Dragon, he battled the Octadic Snake for half an incense stick of time, causing the sky to shatter and a large number of cracks to appear in the sky.

"F * ck, just what kind of fortuitous encounter did Ye Chenfeng have? He actually managed to fight the Octadic Snake and not lose!"

The Demon Saint enveloped in black light was shocked when he saw the Silver Sword Soul that Ye Chen summoned.

He was well aware of the difficulty of cultivating a Sword Soul, not to mention raising it to Silver rank. Furthermore, this was only the lower level of the Soul Dueling Continent.

"What opportunity did he obtain on the Soul Dueling Continent?"

He had a feeling that if he was able to obtain the opportunity in Ye Chenfeng's body, then he might have the chance to cross the hardest step and break through to the Demon Lord realm in the lower realms.

"Qi Chengtian, use whatever else you have up your sleeve."

Ye Zichen controlled the Silver Sword Spirit to break through the Octadic Snake, while he stood in midair with a domineering aura, and shouted out towards the Eight Qi Royal Family.

"Open the restrictions and let him in!"

With a cold glint in his eyes, the Demon Spirit ordered gloomily.

"Alright!"

Although Qi Chengtian was the Divine Emperor of the Eight Qi Kingdom, his strength and status was incomparable to the Demon Spirit Saint. He didn't dare to disobey the Demon Spirit Saint's orders and had already activated the palace's restrictions.

"Let's go in as well!"

Luoshen led Dao-addicts, Tian Ji, and the others through the activated restrictive spells and entered the chaotic palace.

"We meet again!"

The Demon Spirit Saint, who was enveloped in black light, looked at Ye Zichen with a profound gaze and said with a deep voice.

"You won't run away like a stray dog this time, will you?"

Although the Demon Spirit Saint was an ancient almighty being and was one level higher than him, Ye Chenfeng, who possessed the Blood of the Grandmist, was not afraid of him.

As he spoke, Ye Zichen's peripheral vision was constantly on the bruised and tied up Du Tian, who had already fainted. As he watched her be held by Qi Chengtian, Ye Zichen continuously tried to think of a way to save her. "Uhh …"

"Ye Chenfeng, although I don't know what you have experienced all these years, but since you have come here, it doesn't matter if you have the ability to transcend the heavens. This place will be your grave in the end." The demonic energy that surged out of his body was becoming increasingly strong, and it even dyed the entire space black.

"Demon Spirit Saint, the grudge between us will be resolved today!"

Although Ye Chenfeng's strength shocked Luo Shen, she was well aware of how terrifying the Demon Spirit Saint was. She stood up and said that out of fear of any accidents.

"Luoshen, I recommend that you better not interfere in this matter. Otherwise, when Sir Demon Lord wakes up, it won't be just a simple stab, but a twist of your head!"

Two eyes that seemed solid shot out of the Demon Spirit Saint's eyes. He glared at Luo Shen and gave him a cold warning.

"Demon Spirit Saint, do you know why I didn't pull out this dagger after so many years?" Luoshen's elderly face revealed a deep look of hatred as she spoke.

"What? You still wish to take revenge on Lord Demon Lord?" The Demon Spirit Saint said with disdain.

"That's right. I would rather have my heart pierced by ten thousand arrows than to kill all of you alien Outsiders!"

As he spoke, a powerful energy erupted from Luo Shen's body. He was like a lion that had awoken, baring its sharp fangs as it prepared to attack.

"Ye Zichen, today is an arranged battle for our Eight Qi Kingdom. If you dare to borrow the strength of an outsider, I'll immediately crush her head and send her to hell!"

When the battle was about to start, Qi Chengtian shamelessly used his life to threaten Ye Chenfeng.

"Qi Chengtian, what do you want to do in order for you to let him go?!"

Ye Chenfeng said calmly, causing others to be unable to see through his thoughts.

"It's very simple. If you win, I'll let you steal the sky away. If you lose, you can leave behind your life!" Qi Chengtian quickly communicated with the Demon Spirit Saint via voice transmission.

"Alright, I promise you!" Ye Chenfeng agreed without thinking, "Senior Luo Shen, leave him to me, I'll go cut off his dog head."

"Chen Feng, this Demon Spirit Saint's strength is unfathomable. He also has a top grade saint treasure. I'm afraid you're not his match!" Luo Shen transmitted a reminder.

"Don't worry, Senior Goddess Luo. I'll destroy him like a dog!" Ye Zichen replied in a domineering manner, then appeared in the sky. He looked down upon the Demon Spirit Saint and said, "Demon Spirit Saint, come up and face your death."

"Kid, today I must kill you!"

The demonic aura in the Demon Spirit Saint's body exploded out like a volcano. He appeared in midair and struck out with a palm towards Ye Zichen with a terrifying demonic aura.

The moment his palm struck out, the space that was filled with powerful restrictive spells immediately fluctuated. The terrifying power caused many to feel suffocated, and even breathing became difficult.

"Silver Sword Soul, break!"

Ye Zichen's pupils constricted. The Silver Sword Soul flew out of his soul sea and struck the Demon Palm that the Demon Spirit Saint had attracted, breaking it open with a single sword strike.

"Demon Spirit Saint, I'll definitely beat you up into a dead dog today!"

As he spoke, Ye Zichen burned his primordial bloodline, causing all the potential in his body to be completely stimulated. An ancient aura spread out from his body, causing him to instantly break through the limit of a 5-star Dao Saint and reach the 6-star Dao Saint level.

"Mm, what bloodline is this?"

The Demon Spirit Saint revealed a grave expression as he felt Ye Zichen's power instantly rise and the bloodline power that made his heart palpitate. He did not hesitate to summon his top-grade saint treasure, the True Devil Hand, and sent an attack towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Nine Dragon Jade Wall, break it for me!"

He quickly deduced the three great spirit rank dao diagrams, causing all the soul power in his body to continuously rush into the Nine Dragons Jade Wall. He controlled the Nine Dragons Jade Wall to form eight killing dragons, which carried the power to destroy everything, and collided with the huge handprint of the True Devil Hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two supreme rank Saint Treasures collided. A terrifying force broke the sky, and the barrier that had enveloped the palace was covered with cracks.

"Nine Dragon Jade Wall, continue attacking!"

After one hit, Ye Zichen continued to control the endless stream of Dao energy to flow into the Nine Dragons Jade Wall, and continued to control the Nine Dragons Jade Wall to condense the Mad Dragon Absolute Killing technique, which continued to attack the Devil Spirit Saint.

"Damn, how is this possible!"

After being continuously attacked by the Nine Dragons Jade Wall, the Demon Spirit Saint's attack was instantly suppressed. He could not believe that Ye Chenfeng was able to control the top grade saint treasure's attack without fear.

"Rumble!"

The deafening explosions rang in the horizon, causing the people in the palace to feel pain in their eardrums. Many of them were so shocked that they bled from their seven orifices as they fled in panic.

"Pfft!"

The Demon Spirit Saint relied on his absolute strength to forcefully resist more than ten attacks from the nine dragon jade wall. He couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood before falling down from the sky and ruthlessly hitting the ground.