The energy of Mental Force was notoriously difficult to defend against. Even though he was an Eighth Level Sovereign God whose strength far surpassed that of the average Eighth Level Sovereign God, he still found it difficult to defend against the attack of the Heart Sword.
Earth-shaking booms resounded...
The Prison Master immediately mobilized all the Soul Power-type treasures and all the Soul Power energy within his Soul Sea to resist the Heart Sword's assault on his Soul Body. However, the Heart Sword soon broke through all his defenses and struck his Soul Body.
"The Mental Force martial art this little bastard unleashes is too terrifying. It can actually pierce through all my defenses to attack my Soul Body."
The Prison Master was both astonished and furious.
At this moment, the eight Eighth Level Sovereign Gods of the Hunyuan Sect all attacked with full force, unleashing all their power against the Prison Master, making him feel even greater pressure.
"Dammit! If this continues, I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
After fighting for a short while longer, the Prison Master finally began to harbor thoughts of retreat.
"That guy is thinking of fleeing.
Seniors, block him! Don't give him the chance to escape."
Using Mind-Reading Technique, Ye Yunfei roughly discerned the Prison Master's intention to flee and immediately sent a voice transmission to the elders of the Hunyuan Sect.
As he spoke, Ye Yunfei took out large quantities of formation flags and began quietly deploying formations in the surrounding space.
At the same time, he utilized the Wind Pearl and the Great Wind Stele to continuously generate even more fierce winds and tornadoes. The void around them was filled with a rolling tempest of gales and whirlwinds.
The Prison Master was constantly assaulted by those winds and tornadoes, while the Hunyuan Sect's experts remained unaffected.
"Young Master Ye's methods are truly astonishing!"
Elder Bi couldn't help but inwardly marvel.
After fighting a little longer, the Prison Master finally began to falter and was forced back step by step.
Elder Bi, leading the eight Eighth Level Sovereign Gods of the Hunyuan Sect, pressed forward relentlessly. Elder Bi wielded his worn-looking feather fan, sweeping it out repeatedly to block the attacks released by the small mirror hovering above the Prison Master's head.
The energies released by the two Chaos God-Grade Treasures were terrifyingly powerful; no one dared to face them head-on.
Even the fierce winds and tornadoes conjured by Ye Yunfei would be momentarily suppressed.
Relying on the small mirror above his head, the Prison Master had been able to hold his ground amidst the onslaught of the rolling gales and tornadoes until now.
"It seems the power of these winds and tornadoes you've created, while formidable, cannot contend with a Chaos God-Grade Treasure,"
Hun Lao said to Ye Yunfei.
"Indeed. A Chaos God and a Sovereign God are, after all, not on the same level. A random Chaos God could probably deal with a large group of Eighth Level Sovereign Gods, even Ninth Level Sovereign Gods."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"However, these winds and tornadoes still apply tremendous pressure on that fellow. Otherwise, relying on that treasure, he would have left this place with ease long ago."
Ye Yunfei added.
"Indeed, the winds and tornadoes you've generated still play a significant role."
Hun Lao nodded in agreement.
"Kill you, and the Guardian Faction in the Fifth Void will be completely eradicated."
Elder Bi gripped his feather fan and fiercely swept it forward, unleashing a vast tide of energy pressure.
"Wanting to kill me isn't that easy!"
The Prison Master, sensing the fan's terrifying attack, looked slightly grim. The small mirror above his head then shot forward, glowing brightly and projecting a thick, radiant column of light towards the assault.
Boom!
The attacks of the two treasures collided. The resulting power was truly frightening.
Ye Yunfei and the eight Hunyuan Sect Eighth Level Sovereign Gods felt the space around them shake violently. Their physical bodies and Soul Bodies also swayed unsteadily. The overwhelmingly terrifying energy from the Chaos God-Grade Treasures rolled towards them, rendering their bodies incapable of movement.
Elder Bi hurriedly waved his feather fan, shielding Ye Yunfei and the eight Hunyuan Sect elders.
At that very moment when the two Chaos God-Grade Treasures clashed, the surrounding winds and tornadoes also all ceased, leaving behind an eerie stillness.
"Master, my Primeval True Fox Stele isn't necessarily inferior to their two treasures."
Hu Miao suddenly said to Ye Yunfei.
"Don't be impulsive! Your Primeval True Fox Stele is an ancient sacred relic of your race. It's certainly not inferior to those two Chaos God-Grade Treasures. However, your cultivation realm and strength are still too low; you fundamentally cannot unleash the true power of the stele."
Startled by Hu Miao's words, Ye Yunfei hurriedly spoke out.
He feared Hu Miao might impulsively emerge and use the Primeval True Fox Stele to confront the small mirror.
"That's right. The grade of your race's sacred relic is undoubtedly high, but with your current cultivation realm and strength, you are far from able to bring out the power this sacred object should possess.
Furthermore, you cannot casually bring out this sacred object for public use. If someone with ill intent recognizes it, it will bring you great trouble in the future."
Hun Lao also quickly added his words of caution to Hu Miao.
"The same goes for the Wind Pearl and the Great Wind Stele. Their grades are not low; they should also be categorized as Chaos God-Grade Treasures.
But they can only be used discreetly, not brought out for a direct clash with other treasures, otherwise they would immediately be recognized.
Once strong experts from major powers learn that these are the treasures left behind by the ancient Wind Demon God, they will certainly try every means to come and snatch them away."
Hun Lao then addressed Ye Yunfei.
"Hun Lao, I understand. That's why I've always used the Great Wind Stele and Wind Pearl discreetly. Moreover, while using them, I employ various methods to conceal their auras and appearances, preventing others from easily seeing them."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"In fact, with my current realm and strength, I also cannot yet unleash the true power of the Wind Pearl and the Great Wind Stele."
He continued.
"The Wind Demon God was a supreme powerhouse who shook the entire Primordial Chaos Void Sea in ancient times. The power of the treasures he left behind certainly isn't limited to their current level.
You've only just begun cultivating the Wind Demon God's legacies, so the power you can unleash is naturally limited.
In the future, after you truly cultivate those legacies to a higher level, you will undoubtedly be able to bring forth more formidable power."
Hun Lao stated.
At this moment, the collision energies from the two Chaos God-Grade Treasures were beginning to disperse.
In an instant, Ye Yunfei and the eight Hunyuan Sect Eighth Level Sovereign Gods launched another wave of attacks, sending a relentless barrage of all kinds of assaults towards the Prison Master.
Elder Bi, gripping his feather fan, also commenced a fresh round of attacks.
As time passed, the Prison Master grew more and more disheveled, thoroughly suppressed. All the cultivation arts and secret techniques he deployed were for defense; he was utterly incapable of mounting any effective counterattacks.
Nonetheless, the small mirror was, after all, a Chaos God-Grade Treasure; even now, it could barely protect him.
If not for that small mirror, the Prison Master would have long succumbed, likely already captured and sealed.
After fighting a while longer—Bang!—the Prison Master was struck by a combined assault, sending his body flying backwards. He coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
If not for the small mirror taking the brunt of the attack at the critical moment, his physical body would have already been blasted apart.
Elder Bi led the pursuit, catching up to him and unleashing terrifying attacks once more.
From then on, the Prison Master was struck repeatedly, sustaining more and more wounds on his body. He was drenched in blood, a picture of utter wretchedness.
"If this continues, I might truly perish here."
Having fought to this point, the Prison Master understood he was no match. Continuing the fight would spell mortal danger.
Thus, without hesitation, he took out a jade bottle and poured all the Divine Pills within into his mouth.
Then, with a surge, he channeled the remaining energy in his body into the small mirror. With a rumble, the mirror expelled a thick column of light, attacking forward.
Elder Bi stepped forward, wielding his feather fan to block it head-on.
Ye Yunfei and the other eight Hunyuan Sect elders scattered, not daring to face it directly.
Suddenly, the Prison Master's figure flashed as he rushed into the small mirror. The mirror then transformed into a dazzling beam of light, swiftly departing amidst the rolling gales.
"There's a space inside that small mirror. That fellow is hiding within the mirror's space."
Hun Lao informed Ye Yunfei.
With a bang, Elder Bi soared into the air, riding his feather fan in pursuit.
Pointing a finger, Ye Yunfei directed the rolling fierce winds and tornadoes to surge after the small mirror.
However, the small mirror was, after all, a Chaos God-Grade Treasure. It soon broke free from the domain of winds and tornadoes, streaking away through the void.
"To actually let that fellow escape!"
Elder Bi halted his pursuit, expressing regret.
Ye Yunfei and the eight Hunyuan Sect elders caught up to Elder Bi's side.
At this point, the small mirror had vanished into the distant void, leaving behind only the faintest trace of its aura.
Everyone understood that even if they continued the chase, it would be difficult to do anything against the Prison Master now, especially since a Chaos God-Grade Treasure like that small mirror possessed incredible speed and was extremely difficult to intercept.
"Let's go. We must now hurry and finish the battle in that main battlefield. Then, we'll lead our forces straight to their headquarters and crush the Guardian Faction's base in the Fifth Void."
After staring thoughtfully into the distant, misty void, Elder Bi finally spoke decisively.
With a wave of his hand, he led Ye Yunfei and the other eight Hunyuan Sect elders as they activated their movement techniques, swiftly returning to the previous battlefield.
At this time, the Hunyuan Sect's forces held an overwhelming advantage on that battlefield. The Guardian Faction's army was completely suppressed, suffering heavy casualties.
Since the Eighth Level Sovereign Gods from both sides had left earlier, the armies on this battlefield were now led by Seventh Level Sovereign Gods.
Elder Bi's return with Ye Yunfei and the eight Eighth Level Sovereign Gods made the disparity in strength between the two sides even more pronounced.
Elder Song and the other seven Hunyuan Sect elders charged into the fray, personally leading the Hunyuan Sect's troops into battle. In a short time, they utterly shattered the Guardian Faction's army.
Elder Bi strode across the battlefield, wielding his feather fan. Wherever he went, swaths of the Guardian Faction's forces were annihilated.
As for Ye Yunfei, he utilized his movement techniques to quickly traverse the battlefield, continuously making moves to capture Sovereign Gods from the Guardian Faction.
The Guardian Faction army on this battlefield had no Eighth Level Sovereign Gods left. The remaining Sovereign Gods were naturally no match for Ye Yunfei; anyone he targeted met with a dire fate.
"I've finally succeeded in my breakthrough!"
At this very moment, Ye Yunfei heard Huang Shang's excited voice.
Not long ago, Huang Shang had received a batch of Sovereign Gods from Ye Yunfei and entered seclusion within the Phantom Tower to impact a breakthrough. Now, he had finally succeeded in advancing his realm.
"Quick, get them to stop! Hand over all the remaining Guardian Faction forces on this battlefield to me."
After successfully breaking through, Huang Shang immediately extended his senses to the outside battlefield. Seeing the Guardian Faction's troops being decimated in large numbers pained his heart.
Especially when Elder Bi swept his feather fan, shattering both the bodies and Soul Bodies of the Guardian Faction members into nothingness, leaving them utterly annihilated—such scenes made Huang Shang's heart ache even more. Without hesitation, he rushed out from the Phantom Tower.