Ye Yunfei raised the blood-red long blade in his hand, radiating intense killing intent, and once again charged towards the Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction.
Immediately after, Ye Yunfei, Huang Shang, and the nine divine beasts of the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel joined forces once more, continuing their pursuit and slaughter of the Guardian Faction's Heavenly Gods.
Ye Yunfei also summoned his Blood Race Clone, using it to refine and absorb the scattered blood essence across the battlefield while simultaneously attacking those Heavenly Gods attempting to flee.
Next, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm and Hu Miao joined the fray. After another wave of attacks, Ye Yunfei had slain several dozen more Heavenly Gods belonging to the Guardian Faction.
"The Guardian Faction is suffering horribly!
The vast majority of their forces have been annihilated."
Witnessing this scene, countless spectators watching from the void shook their heads in disbelief.
Just think, before this, the Guardian Faction was the strongest super power in the Seventh Void, constantly scheming to dominate it. And now, they were practically wiped out.
"You brat! You destroyed the foundation I built over so many years! I will not rest until I kill you!"
Watching Ye Yunfei kill over a hundred of his faction's Heavenly Gods, that Prison Master's eyes burned crimson, nearly spilling blood. His hatred was bone-deep.
"Do you have what it takes?"
Ye Yunfei cleaved a fleeing Heavenly God in two with a single slash. He then slowly turned his head to look at the Prison Master, who was desperately trying to attack the silver-robed elder in the distance, and sneered coldly.
As he spoke, Ye Yunfei had already grabbed the Heavenly God's Soul Body, directly suppressing and sealing it.
"Don't worry about that old guy yet! There are still several dozen Heavenly Gods here. Let's all combine our strength, encircle and kill them, and take all their possessions first!"
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, majestic and imposing, swung its two fists with immense power. Combined with its bizarrely elusive spatial movement technique, it was chasing down the remaining Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction.
From the start of the battle until now, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm had been scurrying around the battlefield collecting spoils, and its harvest was quite substantial.
Especially during this final phase, whenever it saw a Heavenly God being killed, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm was always the first to charge forward, rifling through the possessions left on their bodies before Huang Shang could even collect the corpses. Its gains were truly bountiful.
"You're right. Let's eliminate these guys first."
Ye Yunfei nodded, then turned to hunt down those Heavenly Gods once more.
At this point in the battle, the Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction were utterly terrified of Ye Yunfei.
They had lost all will to fight before him. As soon as they saw Ye Yunfei charging towards them, their first instinct was to turn and flee.
However, Ye Yunfei's speed far surpassed theirs. Once a Heavenly God was targeted by Ye Yunfei, not a single one could escape.
"Arghhhhh!"
Suddenly, the Prison Master threw his head back and let out a heaven-shaking roar, filled with utmost grief and indignation. With a series of moves, he forced the silver-robed elder to retreat continuously.
"Master, that old thing won't be trying to combust his essence blood and fight desperately now, will he?"
Hu Miao said in surprise.
"It's merely a Clone. Even if he combusts his essence blood, it won't boost his combat power by much."
Ye Yunfei gave a cold laugh.
Generally speaking, a Clone only possessed a small fraction of its original body's essence blood. Therefore, even if a Clone combusted its essence blood, the resulting increase in strength was limited.
"I don't know why, but I have this feeling... something not good is coming."
It was at this moment Hun Lao suddenly spoke to Ye Yunfei.
"I dimly sense a terrifying presence that seems to have locked onto you."
Hun Lao added.
"A terrifying presence has locked onto me?"
Ye Yunfei was startled by Hun Lao's words, not understanding the reason.
"I'll immediately use the Chaotic Heavenly Secret technique to make a divination."
Ye Yunfei declared.
He immediately began using the Chaotic Heavenly Secret technique to perform the divination.
Soon, Ye Yunfei's expression darkened, because the result of the divination was not good. It seemed he was about to face some kind of crisis.
"Let's not worry about that for now. First, finish killing all these Heavenly Gods from the Guardian Faction before our eyes."
Seeing there were still the last few dozen Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction remaining, Ye Yunfei suddenly whirled around, gripping the bloody long blade with both hands, and charged.
"Die!"
Ye Yunfei executed the Nine Dragon Sovereign Step, combined with his formidable physical strength. With a thunderous roar, he smashed through space and instantly caught up to a middle-stage Heavenly God. A horizontal slash cleaved this intermediate Heavenly God in two on the spot.
After that, Ye Yunfei moved at his utmost speed, exerting all his strength to continuously cut down one Guardian Faction Heavenly God after another.
By now, the space surrounding the battlefield was filled with earth formations, magic formations, spatial restrictions, illusion arrays, vast ghost armies, corpse armies, and puppets, with layers upon layers of ghost-blocking walls. This vast expanse of the void was already completely sealed.
The Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction who wanted to escape simply couldn't manage it in a short time.
Moments later, another twenty-odd Heavenly Gods were slain through the combined efforts of Ye Yunfei and Huang Shang.
It was precisely at this moment Ye Yunfei abruptly turned, his gaze falling on the Guardian Faction's headquarters. A figure slowly walked out from within — it was the Prison Master.
"No good! That's the Prison Master's true form... a Sovereign God.
No wonder I kept having this bad premonition earlier! So his true form has come."
Upon seeing that Prison Master walking out of the headquarters, Hun Lao's expression instantly turned ashen with fright, and he immediately warned Ye Yunfei.
"Two Seniors, immediately have our people retreat. Keep away from that fellow. He's a Sovereign God."
By this time, Ye Yunfei had already sent a sound transmission to the silver-robed elder and the middle-aged Daoist nun, warning them.
The silver-robed elder and middle-aged Daoist nun had also already noticed the Prison Master stepping out of the headquarters. Sensing the energy aura he emitted, they were both startled and began retreating continuously.
The Prison Master's Clone, who had been battling the silver-robed elder just moments ago, transformed into a stream of light and instantly merged with the true form.
Looking at the Prison Master's true form, everyone's expressions were extremely grave.
A single Clone of this Prison Master had already fought the silver-robed elder to a standstill. Now that his true form had arrived, one could imagine just how powerful he would be.
"Two Seniors, lead everyone in the retreat. I'll deal with him."
Ye Yunfei gripped the blood-red long blade in his hands tightly. A dozen jade bottles appeared, all uncorked simultaneously, and the divine pills contained within were all poured into his mouth.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Wave after wave of extremely potent medicinal energy erupted continuously inside Ye Yunfei's body.
"Brat! All the years of hard work I spent building my foundation has been destroyed by your hands!"
That Prison Master walked step by step towards Ye Yunfei. He knew Ye Yunfei was the leader, and the strongest one. As long as he dealt with Ye Yunfei, the others would be easy to handle.
"I must say, to possess such power at such a young age, you are indeed a monstrously rare young talent even in this world. Even in ancient times, few young geniuses could compare to you.
But you shouldn't have provoked our Guardian Faction. Now, prepare to pay the price."
The Prison Master spoke slowly as he walked towards Ye Yunfei.
"Did you really think that your status as a Sovereign God guaranteed you could kill me?
Things might just turn out contrary to your wishes."
Ye Yunfei slowly raised the blood-red long blade in his hand and spoke coldly.
Upon hearing Ye Yunfei's words, the Prison Master's face darkened.
Then, his figure abruptly shot into the air. From mid-air, he threw a punch.
This punch was like a heavenly dragon traversing the skies, or a meteor streaking through the firmament.
Everyone instantly felt as if all the energy and natural laws in the surrounding vast void were being drawn in, surging towards his fist like rivers pouring into a sea.
At this moment, the cluster of worlds where the Guardian Faction headquarters was located, the vast surrounding void, even the void encompassing several nearby world clusters began to boil in concert with the Prison Master's fist.
Faintly, everyone saw an enormous white dragon, roaring defiantly at the heavens, appear directly above Ye Yunfei's head. Its two dragon claws grew impossibly large and pressed down towards Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei instantly felt the space where he stood become crushingly heavy, sinking endlessly. Hundreds of millions of dazzling, brilliant law chains simultaneously manifested, clinking and rustling as they surged forward, densely wrapping towards Ye Yunfei.
It looked as if Ye Yunfei was standing in the middle of an ocean, surrounded by thick, impenetrable seaweed. Ye Yunfei was completely submerged within.
The moment this Prison Master made his move, it seemed the entire void had turned against Ye Yunfei.
The ability to suppress an enemy using the energy and laws of a region of space was something Ye Yunfei could do himself. However, mobilizing such an immense stretch of void's energy and laws for suppression was something Ye Yunfei could not yet achieve.
"Is this the power of a Sovereign God?"
Ye Yunfei, witnessing the bizarre phenomena manifesting before him, was secretly shocked in his heart.
"Young Master Ye, let's attack together to resist this guy!"
Seeing the imposing might unleashed by the Prison Master's single punch, the silver-robed elder and middle-aged Daoist nun couldn't help but be secretly astounded. The silver-robed elder immediately sent a sound transmission to Ye Yunfei.
"There's no need, Senior. Quickly lead the main forces in retreat, get far away from this guy. I alone will deal with him.
He is a Sovereign God. Trying to rely on numbers to overwhelm him is useless."
Ye Yunfei answered without hesitation.
It was just like when Ye Yunfei himself had dealt with the many Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction earlier. Despite their great numbers, they were powerless against him.
After speaking, Ye Yunfei made his move. In an instant, he unleashed several Soul Force Martial Arts and Mind Force Martial Skills he was proficient in. Simultaneously, large numbers of formations and earth formations poured forth continuously, erupting with surging formation energy around his body.
A dazzling golden wheel battle robe materialized, covering the surface of his body. Holding the blood-red long blade with both hands, Ye Yunfei mustered all his strength to raise it high above his head and delivered a massive slash.
This was a strike of the Blade Severs Yin-Yang technique—the first truly full-powered slash Ye Yunfei had delivered after cultivating it to this point.
The single slash seemed to drain half of Ye Yunfei's energy, vital essence, and spirit. A colossal blood-colored blade radiance rushed forth like a stampede of wild horses. The space ahead instantly split into two worlds—one of yang and one of yin.
At the same time, a rather plain-looking long incense stick appeared silently, suspended just above Ye Yunfei's head. It was directly lit, with slender wisps of fragrant smoke curling upwards.
"Oh-ho! So you practice such unusual Soul Force Martial Arts. No wonder you could slaughter my subordinates so easily earlier. I actually can't recognize the Soul Force Martial Arts you cultivate."
The Prison Master, sensing the assault from Ye Yunfei's various Soul Force Martial Arts, showed an expression of astonishment.
The two Soul Force Martial Arts unleashed by the Samsara Ghost were ones he had never seen before. He couldn't place which sect or tradition this cultivation art originated from.
"You even cultivate Mind Force Martial Skills? Your talent is indeed extraordinary."
The Prison Master paused again to appreciate the power of Ye Yunfei's martial techniques and couldn't help but nod slightly.
BOOM!
With a deafening crash, his incoming fist collided with the massive blood-colored blade radiance slashed out by Ye Yunfei.