"Good, Young Master Ye. Today, the two of us will cooperate and kill this fellow."
The green-robed elder laughed loudly.
"It is my honor to cooperate with you, senior," Ye Yunfei replied.
Throughout this process, Ye Yunfei constantly unleashed various Soul Techniques and Heart Force Martial Skills, attacking the Soul Body of the Prison Master.
Although the level of Ye Yunfei's Soul Power energy was now equivalent to that of a Sovereign God, and the Soul Force martial skills he employed hadn't yet caused significant damage to the Prison Master, they created immense interference.
The two Soul Force martial skills of the Samsara Ghost race were particularly bizarre, subtly disturbing the Prison Master's Soul Body without a sound.
"What's going on? Why am I suddenly having these strange thoughts? These weird ideas are even trying to make me stop, to not resist. What am I thinking?"
The Prison Master realized something was off.
Under the interference of the Mind Reading Art, strange thoughts arose in his mind, even vying with him for control of his body, urging him to abandon resistance.
Simultaneously, as time passed, the Dream Incense also began to affect him. He vaguely saw peculiar scenes.
Within these bizarre scenes, he saw people and events from the past, and he saw some things he absolutely did not want to see happening.
"Impossible! What is going on? Why am I seeing these strange scenes? Is this kid playing tricks? Or... is this an illusion? Yes, this must be an illusion!"
The Prison Master was both shocked and furious, his thoughts racing.
Just as he thought this, Hu Miao suddenly appeared, weaving illusion arts targeted at him.
Hu Miao hid behind Ye Yunfei, creating a multitude of phantasmal illusions. These illusions drifted forward like one air bubble after another, growing in number, clustering in the space around the Prison Master, slowly approaching him.
"Illusion arts! So it is an illusion!"
Sensing the illusion dao energy emanating from Hu Miao, the Prison Master immediately understood.
He believed the strange thoughts he had earlier and the surreal scenes and events he witnessed were all results of being bewitched by illusion arts.
"Damn it! Get the hell away from me!"
The Prison Master immediately performed secret techniques and cultivation methods specifically designed to defend against and counter illusion arts.
However, he did not know that the primary reasons for his earlier strange thoughts and visions were the Mind Reading Art cast by Ye Yunfei and the effects of the Dream Incense.
Both the Mind Reading Art and the Dream Incense were exceedingly rare things. Even as a Sovereign God, without prior knowledge, he could not distinguish them.
"Brat, you destroyed my years of painstaking work. I will kill you today!"
The more they fought, the angrier the Prison Master grew. He roared at Ye Yunfei.
"I've lost count of how many times I've heard that line from you today. If you really had the skill, try killing me and show me."
A disdainful smile curled on Ye Yunfei's lips. He swung his left fist, executing the World-Shattering Fist, aiming a punch directly before the Prison Master.
Snarling, the Prison Master punched out, colliding fist-on-fist with Ye Yunfei.
It had to be said, as a Sovereign God, his strength was indeed formidable. Moreover, his fists were clad in gauntlets, treasures at the Sovereign God level.
With a loud thud, Ye Yunfei was forced back two steps. However, with a flicker of movement, Ye Yunfei charged forward again, left fist and right saber swinging, neither evading nor retreating.
At that moment, a piercing azure spear howled towards the Prison Master's back. Helplessly, the Prison Master turned to engage the green-robed elder.
Unfortunately for him, Ye Yunfei wasn't about to let him off so easily. Attacking with astonishing speed, left fist and right saber struck simultaneously at the Prison Master.
With a boom, a black shield burst forth from within the Prison Master's body, blocking his rear, intercepting Ye Yunfei's punch and blade.
Crash…
Just then, suddenly, what appeared to be a rather dilapidated ancient tome rose from the Prison Master's head.
The tattered ancient book flipped its pages continuously. Each time it turned, dozens of archaic characters, completely incomprehensible to the eye, surged forth. These ancient characters radiated billowing divine light, constantly enlarging, resembling massive divine mountains hurtling towards Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei neither dodged nor evaded, simply swinging his fists to meet them.
Ding-dang-dang...
Ye Yunfei's fists repeatedly collided with those ancient characters. Soon, his fists began to ache and blood began to seep.
"Hahaha… Brat, did you truly think I have no depth at all?"
The Prison Master laughed maniacally.
Boom! That black furnace suddenly pierced through space, appearing behind Ye Yunfei. It rapidly enlarged, smashing towards Ye Yunfei's body.
At that moment, a multitude of ancient characters and the black furnace surrounded and attacked Ye Yunfei.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Yunfei, gripping his blood-red long saber, pressed forward heedlessly. With a speed akin to thunder allowing no time to cover one's ears, he slashed, bisecting the Prison Master's body.
Ding! An ordinary-looking stick of incense suddenly materialized, appearing behind Ye Yunfei's body. With a direct impact, it sent the black furnace flying away.
Immediately after, this incense instantly expanded, sweeping outwards, immediately knocking aside many of the ancient characters as well.
But some of the ancient characters still smashed into Ye Yunfei's body. They tore at him, splitting his skin and tearing his flesh. Some places were blasted open into bloody holes, revealing internal organs or glistening white bone.
"Aaargh… Brat! You actually cut my body in half!"
Having his body severed by Ye Yunfei's saber, the Prison Master was both shocked and furious, roaring loudly.
"Hahaha… How does that feel?"
Ye Yunfei laughed heartily.
"Brat! I'll kill you!"
Howling with rage, the Prison Master caused the ancient tome high in the sky to turn its pages even faster. One by one, ancient characters streamed forth endlessly from the tome, continuously enlarging, blazing with rolling divine radiance, attacking Ye Yunfei from all directions.
"That ancient book seems to be quite a formidable treasure, able to injure your flesh to such an extent."
Hun Lao's voice sounded within, tinged with surprise.
Hun Lao knew Ye Yunfei's body had been tempered countless times, and Ye Yunfei had cultivated the Ten Thousand Spirits Physical Body Forging Art, assimilating the bloodlines of thousands of races. His body was exceptionally hard, perhaps unmatched even by some Sovereign Gods. Yet, now, it was being torn apart, skin split and flesh torn, riddled with bloody holes.
Had it been any other Sovereign God, they would have long been smashed into pieces.
"Old thing, I will kill you today!"
Ye Yunfei was now truly enraged. He pulled out a dozen or so more jade vials, pouring all the Divine Pills inside into his mouth. Gritting his teeth, both hands gripping the red long saber, with a flicker of movement, he charged ferociously at the Prison Master. A saber slash transformed the space where the Prison Master stood into a bizarre world divided into yin and yang.
Simultaneous with the saber slash, a sudden flash of black light occurred, followed by everyone seeing a small black mirror appear above Ye Yunfei's head.
As soon as it appeared, this small black mirror shot out a beam of black radiance, instantly landing on the Prison Master's head.
"What is this?"
The Prison Master was startled. Then he found his Soul Body beginning to suffer massive interference.
The small black mirror produced a terrifying suction force, seemingly trying to pull his Soul Body out of his Soul Sea and devour it.
"Damn it! What kind of treasure is this, capable of interfering with my Soul Body to such an extent!"
The Prison Master reached the peak of shock and fury.
"Go to hell!"
With both hands gripping his saber, Ye Yunfei slashed at the Prison Master, reaching the area right in front of him.
The Prison Master swung his fist, directly blocking the blood-red long saber. However, the surging Dao of Saber energy still forced him back several steps.
At this moment, behind him, the green spear stabbed forward again, arriving simultaneously.
Forced into a corner, the Prison Master used one fist to block the golden spear while the other blocked the blood-red saber wielded by Ye Yunfei.
Suddenly, Ye Yunfei's left hand released the saber hilt, and he punched the Prison Master squarely on the chest.
Bang! The blow created a massive bloody cavity in the Prison Master's chest.
"Brat, you deserve death!"
In his madness, the Prison Master's speed reached its extreme. He, too, delivered a punch to Ye Yunfei's chest, immediately piercing through it.
His fist protruded from Ye Yunfei's back, dripping with blood.
"Brat, I'll kill you right now!"
Roaring, the Prison Master punched straight through Ye Yunfei's body.
"I should be the one killing you first."
Ye Yunfei sneered, completely disregarding his own body. Grip tightened on the blood-red saber, he executed a horizontal slash, directly cleaving the Prison Master's body into two halves.
Aaaaah!
The Prison Master screamed in agony, yet in an instant, his body re-formed.
After all, as a Sovereign God, his body possessed strong regenerative capabilities. The Soul Body could also quickly reassemble if damaged.
But as soon as his body reformed, Ye Yunfei's punch arrived again, striking his abdomen, blasting another huge hole through it.
"Not good! It feels like my Soul Body might be leaving my Soul Sea."
At that moment, the Prison Master was greatly alarmed.
The black radiance projected by the Little Black Mirror above Ye Yunfei's head continued to target the Prison Master's skull, exerting a constant, significant influence on his Soul Body, thereby weakening his combat power considerably.
At the same time, Ye Yunfei kept employing the Mind Reading Art, manipulating his will to resist.
Additionally, the Dream Incense floating above Ye Yunfei was having an increasingly potent effect on the Prison Master.
"Brat, regardless of everything, I will still kill you!"
Punched through the abdomen, the Prison Master's fury reached its zenith. Both fists simultaneously slammed into Ye Yunfei's body, punching two gaping bloody holes straight through.
"How… how is this possible?! Brat, how can your body be so hard? I'm a Sovereign God! Forget about one Heavenly God, even if hundreds, a thousand Heavenly Gods stood before me, I could punch them all into mist with one strike. Yet I can't even blow your body apart!"
The Prison Master had landed multiple solid blows on Ye Yunfei's body, yet only managed to create bloody holes. He couldn't cause Ye Yunfei's body to explode.
"Guess you just aren't competent enough."
Ye Yunfei laughed heartily. Left fist clenched, right hand brandishing his saber, he took no defensive measures nor evasive actions, only attacking relentlessly—a state of all-out, life-risking assault.
Only a few breaths later, with a loud bang, the green spear held by the green-robed elder and the bloody saber wielded by Ye Yunfei simultaneously struck the Prison Master's body.
His body exploded directly, splitting into dozens of pieces.
Aaaaah!
The Prison Master let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Not good… I cannot continue fighting like this. Otherwise, I might perish here."
Suddenly, the Prison Master regained a semblance of clarity.
He knew if this battle continued, he stood no chance of victory. Instead, he might fall here.
Moments ago, fueled by sheer rage, he fought to a mutual grinder with Ye Yunfei. But now he sobered, realizing his best choice was to immediately find an opportunity to flee.