"Young man, you've destroyed so many of our Dark Faction Remnant Souls on this battlefield. Now you shall become a Remnant Soul yourself, filling the vacancy on this battlefield," the black-robed man sneered as he stared at Ye Yunfei.
Boom!
A black palm imprint appeared, rumbling as it descended to suppress Ye Yunfei. Vast and mighty black energy surged from its palm, shattering space wherever it passed.
"This guy's strength must be at least equivalent to an Advanced Earth Immortal. Moreover, he seems to be like a fish in water on this ancient battlefield, fully exploiting the geographical advantage!" Hun Lao exclaimed, sensing trouble. It looked like Ye Yunfei couldn't possibly defeat this black-robed man.
Ye Yunfei was only at the initial stage of Mystic Immortal. Although he possessed various means and hidden trump cards, they weren't enough to confront an Advanced Earth Immortal.
"Take this!" Wu Wang saw Ye Yunfei repeatedly spitting blood, seemingly unable to fight back. In desperation, he rushed forward with a curved saber, standing in front of Ye Yunfei and slashing out a strike.
Buzz!
A crescent-shaped blade energy shot forth, expanding rapidly until it spanned hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. Carrying an icy, chilling force, it howled toward the black-robed man. In that moment, the surrounding space dimmed, the sky above illusion transforming into a brilliant starry expanse, with a huge bright moon hanging high and countless dazzling stars flickering.
This was a highly refined saber technique Wu Wang had obtained not long ago in the ancient battlefield within the North Dipper Continent. He hadn't practiced it for long but could already unleash its formidable combat power.
"Ye Yunfei, we have to find a chance to escape; we can't keep fighting him! We're no match for him!" Yan Xiaoquan clenched her teeth as she rushed to Ye Yunfei's side, sending a Sound Transmission.
Hearing Yan Xiaoquan's words, Ye Yunfei couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Of course he wanted to escape if possible, but the problem was escaping was no longer an option.
At that moment, Zhou Ye and Wu Tianyu also charged to Ye Yunfei's side, launching attacks at the black-robed man. Zhou Ye had originally been dragged away by Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, but seeing Ye Yunfei injured and constantly vomiting blood, he charged back.
The group of five stood together, attacking in unison.
Meanwhile, Hun Lao, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, Hu Miao, even the dozen or so Heart-Devouring Demons, and the other beings inside the Phantom Tower, all secretly joined the assault.
Rumble...
The black palm imprint surged forward. Although the move seemed simple, the energy and laws contained within were terrifying to the extreme. It seemed as if countless sophisticated cultivation techniques and martial arts were evolving within that black palm.
Bam!
Wu Wang, standing at the forefront, was sent flying, his body battered and bloody like a ragged sack.
Thump! Thump!
Zhou Ye and Wu Tianyu held out for only a moment before being flung back by the overwhelming palm force, crashing into the ground some distance away.
"Be careful! Fall back!" Seeing Yan Xiaoquan's face pale, her body trembling as the terrifying palm force suppressed her, continuously pushing her back and nearly breaking her resistance, Ye Yunfei hastily stepped forward and threw a punch ahead. His fist expanded rapidly, turning into a small mountain peak that blocked in front of Yan Xiaoquan.
Yan Xiaoquan felt the pressure ease and gasped for breath.
Bang!
The next instant, Ye Yunfei's fist exploded directly into a mist of blood.
Rumble...
The black palm pressed onward, simultaneously suppressing Ye Yunfei and Yan Xiaoquan.
Boom! Boom...
Ye Yunfei focused his will, and several hundred Mystic Immortal-level treasures flew out from his body, simultaneously activated to blast toward the black palm.
"Heh heh... Kid, you sure have a lot of treasures. Unfortunately, these Mystic Immortal-level artifacts are like mere tickles to me; they won't have any effect," the black-robed man said with a cold smile, shaking his head in mild surprise upon seeing Ye Yunfei unleash more hundreds of Mystic Immortal-level treasures.
"Explode!" Ye Yunfei roared.
Boom! Boom...
The hundreds of Mystic Immortal-level treasures exploded simultaneously, releasing massive amounts of energy that surged toward the black-robed man. This was a variation of the Control Equipment Skill—causing all controlled artifacts to explode together, unleashing a concentrated energy attack that could catch enemies off guard.
"Hmph! Kid, you sure have a lot of tricks," the black-robed man snorted coldly, sweeping his sleeve out fiercely and erupting with torrents of black energy that collided with the explosions, neutralizing Ye Yunfei's assault.
By then, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm had long since rescued Wu Wang, Zhou Ye, and Wu Tianyu and brought them back.
Even though this battlefield was filled with terrifying battlefield laws and countless War Remnant Souls continuously battling, it meant nothing to Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm. He could completely ignore all aspects of this battlefield, traversing space effortlessly.
Swish...
At that moment, the three black-robed clones from other directions moved simultaneously, charging toward the five of them.
The black-robed man was growing impatient, intent on killing Ye Yunfei's group quickly with full force.
Kill!
Under the black-robed man's control, large numbers of Dark Faction War Remnant Souls swarmed toward the five like black tidal waves.
"This guy actually has a way to control these Dark Faction War Remnant Souls!" Hun Lao exclaimed in astonishment.
In a blink, the numerous Dark Faction War Remnant Souls surged forward, seemingly ready to engulf the five of them.
"Old Huang, I can't afford to hold back any longer!" Ye Yunfei cried out urgently to Huang Shang.
Whoosh!
A Black Cloth Bag appeared before Ye Yunfei, growing with the wind as it swept toward the oncoming Dark Faction War Remnant Souls.
Hussle and bustle...
Like dumplings dropping into a pot, the Dark Faction War Remnant Souls streamed continuously into the mouth of the Black Cloth Bag, directly sucked inside. In an instant, a large group of them was captured.
The pressure on the five greatly lessened.
"That's the exclusive artifact of our Dark Faction Resource Collectors! How did you get it?!" the black-robed man cried out in shock upon seeing the Black Cloth Bag.
"Hmph! Kid, you have some nerve to dare harm our Dark Faction Resource Collectors!" The black-robed man stared at Ye Yunfei, anger flashing in his eyes.
After obtaining these Black Cloth Bags, Ye Yunfei normally avoided using them randomly, fearing Dark Faction experts would discover them and target him. He had long noticed that Dark Faction masters placed great importance on these bags and would surely pursue them relentlessly once discovered. Now, driven by desperation, Ye Yunfei had no choice but to bring it out.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The black-robed man's true form and his three clones charged forward together, stirring up vast surges of black energy that violently shook the space as if a massive earthquake had struck.
Now, holding nothing back, the black-robed man unleashed his full power against these five juniors.
Spurt, spurt...
Before the four black-robed figures even got close, the terrifying waves of black energy began to suppress them. The five kept vomiting blood, feeling their bodies weaken, their blood churning uncontrollably, faces flushed crimson.
"Looks like we're going to die here!" Zhou Ye cried out unwillingly.