All living beings in the vicinity felt space violently shudder, with some of the weaker ones collapsing on the spot.
“This is bad, we need to get further away. The battle between these two experts is too terrifying. Even the slightest spillover of their energy aura is something we cannot withstand.”
Many creatures paled and immediately fled towards the distant void.
“Brat, though your strength is decent, I am a Sovereign God. Killing you is still a simple matter for me.”
The Prison Master's words grew even colder.
Then his figure suddenly blurred, and the surrounding time and space blurred along with him.
In this moment, Ye Yunfei felt the space around him becoming chaotic, and time itself began to go haywire.
“This is bad! This is an extremely advanced space-time secret art, simultaneously containing laws of space and time.”
Hun Lao immediately transmitted the warning to Ye Yunfei.
*Thud!* Right after Hun Lao finished speaking, a colossal hand appeared in front of Ye Yunfei.
Because the surrounding space and time had instantly become incredibly chaotic, Ye Yunfei actually couldn't accurately locate the Prison Master's position. It wasn't until that palm struck in front of him that Ye Yunfei sensed the Prison Master had already closed in.
At this hurried moment, Ye Yunfei threw a punch forward.
The fist executed the Imperial Dao Divine Fist. Waves of imperial majesty instantly erupted, colliding with the Prison Master's hand.
An unimaginably terrifying surge of energy rolled towards him. Ye Yunfei exploded with his physical body strength and divine energy in tandem to block it.
Even so, Ye Yunfei was forced to take a step back, a look of surprise appearing on his face.
“The strength of a Sovereign God is indeed formidable. Be careful.”
Hun Lao also reminded him aloud.
As soon as Hun Lao's words fell, the surrounding space and time again became utterly chaotic. Space continuously twisted and warped; time ran amok, sometimes accelerating, sometimes flowing backward. The surreal, bewildering scene made it impossible to distinguish direction or the forward or backward flow of time.
Then, a black furnace surged from above the Prison Master's head, spraying dazzling divine radiance and continuously expanding.
A massive amount of flame poured out of that black furnace, transforming into a sea of fire that surged back towards Ye Yunfei.
With a wave of his hand, Ye Yunfei tossed out over a dozen Heavenly God level magic treasures, activating them simultaneously. They clinked and clanged as they struck the black furnace.
What shocked Ye Yunfei was that all the treasures he had thrown out were instantly knocked flying.
That black furnace continued rumbling forward, suppressing its target. Ye Yunfei swung the blood-red long blade in his hand, cleaving it onto the furnace, finally forcing it to halt.
*Boom!* In one step, the Prison Master rushed before Ye Yunfei, releasing endless torrents of Sovereign God level energy pressure. The surrounding space trembled, cracking incessantly with cacophonous shattering sounds, and dark, yawning spatial rifts were everywhere.
The energy this Prison Master released was extremely dreadful. His every movement seemed like that of a deity or demon, his aura astonishing.
A thought from Ye Yunfei, and the Nine Divine Beasts surged forward together, pushing the massive round wheel to suppress the Prison Master.
“To actually cultivate nine divine beasts through a technique. Very impressive.”
The Prison Master looked at the Nine Divine Beasts and nodded, revealing an expression of praise.
Suddenly, a furious roar echoed. Then, an ancient beast appeared above the Prison Master's head, gargantuan and radiating dazzling bloody light, as if it had just crawled out of a pool of blood, bleeding from every part of its body.
With a *roar*, this ancient beast soared and pounced towards Ye Yunfei.
The Nine Divine Beasts pushed the massive round wheel and charged, engaging the ancient beast.
*Boom! Boom! Boom!...*
The Prison Master suddenly began waving his hands continuously, tossing out one magic treasure after another in an unending stream. In moments, thirty or forty treasures flew from his hands, each one activated, forming a dense barrage that bombarded Ye Yunfei.
Half these treasures were Sovereign God level, half Heavenly God level. Each bloomed with brilliant divine radiance as they surged towards Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei hurriedly activated the Golden Wheel Armor. One golden wheel after another densely covered the surface of his body while he simultaneously swung his crimson blade, slashing forward with a strike.
The Nine Divine Beasts pushing the massive round wheel forward also helped block the incoming treasures.
That ancient beast, radiating overwhelming bloody light, had a massive physique, somewhat resembling a toad. Seizing the opportunity, it fiercely leaped, pouncing towards Ye Yunfei from mid-air.
With a mental command from Ye Yunfei, his Blood Clan clone appeared above his head, holding a blood blade. It slashed forward, instantly causing vast quantities of blood to appear in the surrounding space, forming a bloody sea.
“This is your clone? You actually refined a Blood Clan member into a clone?!
Although the Blood Clan is exceedingly rare in our Chaos Void Sea, they are an incredibly powerful race. You dared to refine a Blood Clan member into a clone.
If the Blood Clan found out, you'd be in deep trouble.”
The Prison Master looked at the Blood Clan clone with some astonishment.
In ancient times within the Chaos Void Sea, the Blood Clan was relatively common, but nowadays, they had become quite a rare race. Their figures only occasionally appeared in some remote Small Worlds and were generally very hard to encounter.
“Not bad, brat. It seems I had underestimated your strength before.”
Seeing the various cultivation arts, secret techniques, and different methods Ye Yunfei deployed, the Prison Master couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration.
Although he was a Sovereign God, he couldn't manage to quickly defeat Ye Yunfei.
“Brat, you're only at the Intermediate Heavenly God realm, and still a junior, yet you can fight me to this extent. You can be proud of that.”
The Prison Master was not stingy with his praise for Ye Yunfei.
To deal with this Prison Master, Ye Yunfei employed various cultivation arts and secret techniques. During the fight, he continuously tossed out a large number of formation flags, setting up one formation after another.
He simultaneously applied the Art of Geomancy. Thousands of earth dragons of different colors continuously rushed out of the Shadow Pagoda, constructing one large geomantic array after another in this expanse of void, which then transformed into numerous perilous locations and deathtraps, manifesting various abnormal phenomena.
“A formation master, a geomancer...
Brat, you truly have many tricks up your sleeve.”
Watching the formations and geomantic arrays continuously materializing in the surrounding space, the Prison Master was secretly shocked.
However, Ye Yunfei's most powerful attacks remained his blade techniques, especially that move, One Blade Severing Yin-Yang, which boasted the strongest killing power.
Besides blade techniques, Ye Yunfei's Soul Power energy had already reached the Sovereign God level. Therefore, the various soul power martial techniques he unleashed also caused significant interference to the Prison Master.
Particularly the two Soul Power martial techniques derived from the Samsara Ghost – at critical moments, they often hampered the Prison Master's performance.
But within the Prison Master's soul sea, at least a dozen Soul Power-energy related treasures were already activated, protecting his soul sea and Soul Body.
These were all Sovereign God level treasures, exceptionally powerful. Hence, although the various soul arts Ye Yunfei employed were potent, he couldn't harm the Prison Master's soul sea or Soul Body for the time being.
Since the energy and law power released by Ye Yunfei and the Prison Master during their battle were extremely intense – especially the Prison Master, whose every gesture and movement unleashed energy laws affecting the surrounding space and time – it generated boundless light and heat, making this area of space dazzlingly bright to the extreme.
The onlookers from afar could only see two relatively blurred figures moving rapidly, unable to clearly discern Ye Yunfei and the Prison Master's specific moves.
“Brat, taste my Black Lotus Samādhi Flame!”
After both sides had exchanged blows for a moment, the Prison Master suddenly gave a cold laugh.
Then the black furnace above his head rose into the air and inverted itself. Torrents of flame cascaded majestically from the black furnace, transforming into a vast black sea of fire that continuously expanded, inundating Ye Yunfei.
“Be careful! These flames are undoubtedly a type of special flame. Their burning power is dreadful.”
Hun Lao, sensing the scorching might of that black fire sea, immediately gasped in alarm and transmitted a message to Ye Yunfei.
“I also have special flames.”
Ye Yunfei spoke, then, with a mental command, immediately released three or four kinds of special flames. Each transformed into a fire sea to counteract the advancing black flames.
Although the Black Lotus Samādhi Flame released by the Prison Master possessed formidable burning power, Ye Yunfei possessed a greater quantity of special flames. Thus, both sides' flames stalemated, neither prevailing.
“Brat, you truly are strong.”
The Prison Master had exchanged over ten moves with Ye Yunfei yet still couldn't gain the upper hand. Feeling both shocked and infuriated – after all, he was a Sovereign God.
Suddenly, the Prison Master crossed his arms and slowly pushed forward, then his hands formed a strange magical seal. *Boom!* He drew upon the energy laws within the surrounding void, along with a certain grand momentum. Next, a massive stele descended from above. This divine stele bloomed with intense violet light, entwined with waves of profound and mysterious runes.
Once this stele appeared, it resembled a Sea-Calming Divine Needle, imparting a peculiar sense that it had anchored this vast stretch of void, becoming the master of this space.
*Rumble rumble...*
The divine stele shining with dazzling violet light rolled forward, suppressing Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei instantly felt immense pressure. Vaguely, he seemed to see atop this stone stele a violet-robed, imposing, and authoritative middle-aged man standing with hands behind his back, treading upon the stele as he moved, overlooking all living beings.
The violet brilliance at his feet flowed like water, entwined with dense chains of Grand Dao laws, flickering with various profound and mysterious runes.
Ye Yunfei unleashed several bloody blade lights in quick succession with his long blade.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!...*
One after another, the bloody blade lights struck the stele, erupting strings of sparks like dazzling galactic rivers.
After slashing several times, Ye Yunfei immediately took out five or six jade bottles, pouring all the divine pills inside into his mouth. He also produced another large batch of divine pills at the same time.
Some of these divine pills were for replenishing divine energy, some for replenishing physical body strength, and others for replenishing Soul Power.
Having fought until now and repeatedly unleashed One Blade Severing Yin-Yang, Ye Yunfei, while dealing immense damage to the enemy, had nonetheless incurred a drain on his energy and spirit over time. He began to feel a trace of fatigue.
In his previous battles against those Heavenly Gods, each move and technique Ye Yunfei used could inflict great lethality. Particularly the two soul techniques of the Samsara Ghost and One Blade Severing Yin-Yang were ultimate killer moves against Heavenly Gods, capable of instantly causing casualties.
But now, each cultivation art and secret technique Ye Yunfei employed, while posing a certain threat to the Prison Master, were nonetheless manageable for the Sovereign God.
Even the two soul techniques of the Samsara Ghost and One Blade Severing Yin-Yang – this Prison Master had means to withstand them.
Thus, both sides had fallen into a stalemate of entangled combat.
Because Ye Yunfei had numerous methods at his disposal, each possessing considerable power, the Prison Master also found it impossible to defeat him in a short time.
“Brat, truly unimaginable!
At your young age, you already possess the strength to engage a Sovereign God in combat. No wonder you were able to kill so many of my men before.”
After fighting a while longer and seeing that Ye Yunfei could still trade blows evenly with him, the Prison Master grew even more alarmed and furious, shouting out loudly.
He realized that this meant the young fellow before him had already attained Sovereign God level combat strength.
“This guy's combat power is truly formidable. Although he is only a Primary Sovereign God, his combat strength definitely surpasses that of other Sovereign Gods of the same level. He must be counted among the foremost experts of his tier.”
After exchanging another series of blows, Ye Yunfei began to feel some pressure.
Because what allowed Ye Yunfei to contend with this Prison Master were his soul power martial techniques and One Blade Severing Yin-Yang; his physical body strength could barely exert some defensive effect. As for his other techniques, they could only play disruptive roles.
The Prison Master, on the other hand, continuously unleashed more powerful and profound cultivation arts and secret techniques, forcing Ye Yunfei to gradually struggle to parry.
“Brat, you've fought me to this extent, making your life worthwhile. But now, die!”
At the peak of their fierce clash, the Prison Master roared.
The black furnace above his head, amidst a surrounding sea of black fire, instantly shattered space and appeared directly above Ye Yunfei's head, descending to suppress his skull.