"Youâre the one with the Nine Yang Physique!"
Mo Tianâs arrogant eyes swept over Ye Luo, his body exuding an invisible aura that pressed down towards Ye Luo.
Facing Mo Tianâs released aura, Ye Luoâs eyes sparkled sharply, his expression calm like still water, with no change on his face.
"The kid has some strength!"
Seeing that Ye Luo remained unfazed under his auraâs pressure, a trace of surprise flashed in Mo Tianâs eyes as he coldly exclaimed.
Boom!
At this moment, Mo Tianâs aura fully erupted like a dragon emerging from the depths, majestic and overpowering, with the full pressure of the Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Level sweeping towards Ye Luo.
Mo Tianâs strength had reached the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, which, among the younger generation Ye Luo had seen, was slightly inferior only to the mysterious Goddess Xuan Ruofeiâstill, an incredibly formidable existence. His talent was truly befitting of the Young Master of the Demon Palace.
Despite the overwhelming pressure of the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, Ye Luo remained fearless.
Not to mention Ye Luoâs own strength, just his physical body alone, nearing the late stage of the Spiritual Body Realm, was immune to any impact from this mere Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm.
Moreover, Ye Luo had faced practitioners of the Controlling Qi Realm; naturally, he wouldnât care about the Young Master of the Demon Palace with mere Spirit Sea Realm strength.
Seeing that his full aura and pressure had no effect on Ye Luo, Mo Tian finally regarded Ye Luo highly.
"Indeed, one possessing the Nine Yang Physique does have some strength!"
A cold smile played on Mo Tianâs lips as he said to Ye Luo, "Iâll give you a chance to join my Demon Palace and serve under me. The Demon Palace will fully nurture you, turning you into a true powerhouse, comparable to Sheng Tianyang from a hundred years ago!"
"Is that so?"
A playful look appeared on Ye Luoâs face as he spoke, "Then Iâd like to know if Sheng Tianyang from a hundred years ago joined your Demon Palace?"
"No, back then our Demon Palace ancestors wanted him to join, but he refused!" Mo Tian said coldly.
"Well then, Iâm sorry, but it seems youâre about to hear another refusal!"
Ye Luo spoke indifferently.
"Do you think you have the strength of Sheng Tianyang or even the right to refuse?"
A disdainful look flashed through Mo Tianâs eyes as he coldly shouted, and a terrifying demonic Qi swept out, causing the Yin Feng Valley to be filled with ghostly howls.
"Why couldnât I? I think I do have the right to refuse. Of course, joining your Demon Palace isnât out of the question, unless..."
"Unless what?"
Curiosity flickered in Mo Tianâs eyes as he looked at Ye Luo.
"Unless you let me be the leader of the Demon Palace, and you become my subordinate. Then I might consider joining."
Ye Luo sneered.
"Youâre courting death!"
Mo Tianâs expression darkened as he coldly shouted, waving his hand. A terrifying demonic Qi burst forth, and in the void, a palm imprint formed from countless demonic Qi condensed and pressed down towards Ye Luo, a strike that could severely injure anyone above the Fifth Level of the Hua Yuan Realm.
Clearly, Mo Tian intended only to injure Ye Luo, not to kill him.
But he had underestimated Ye Luoâs strength.
How could a mere palm strike severely injure Ye Luo?
Watching the palm print strike out, Ye Luo activated the Nine Yang Mystic Art, and the Nine Yang Energy in his body erupted all at once, quickly swelling as the first three gates among the Eight Gates of Universe opened.
Nine Yang Divine Fist, the first punch!
One punch to break the mountains and rivers!
Ye Luo shouted, and a punch was hurled toward the voidâs Demonic Qi palm print. Golden light gathered on his fist, erupting into a dazzling golden fist shadow.
Bang!
In the void, the black palm print and the dazzling fist shadow collided, bursting forth a muffled sound akin to thunder.
Terrifying waves of energy ripple outward, releasing gusts of wind as their aftereffects.
Both the palm print and the fist shadow dissipated, and the two fighters faced each other, radiating an intense aura that clashed in the air.
"Not bad in strength. Given this, I wonât be polite either!"
Mo Tian sneered, and with a movement, his body appeared in front of Ye Luo as if traversing through space. With one hand transformed into a claw, black energy wrapped around his fingers, sharp and ferocious, as he attacked Ye Luo.
Bang!
Ye Luo threw a punch, unleashing terrifying punch strength and the power from the later stage of the Spiritual Body, colliding with the opponentâs claw strike.
Thud Thud Thud!
With that strike, Ye Luoâs body was forced back step by step while Mo Tian also took two steps backward.
This Mo Tian, possessing the strength of the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, was exceptionally powerful, especially his bodily strength, which was far greater than the average True Yuan.
"Itâs been a long time since Iâve had a good fight, today Iâll accompany you in a proper battle!"
Mo Tian shouted coldly, a terrifying Demonic Qi surging around him. The Yin Winds of the Yin Feng Valley seemed to be all absorbed by him, with bursts of chilling winds roaring furiously, stoking his momentum even higher.
Bang Bang Bang!
The next second, Mo Tianâs body shot towards Ye Luo, with numerous fist shadows bombarding ahead.
"Bring it on!"
Ye Luo, fearless, charged forward too. The Nine Yang Energy, which had surged multiple times, gathered at his fist. His physical strength at the late stage of the Spiritual Body made him immensely formidable, completely unafraid of any physical combat.
For a time, the two transformed into two shadows fiercely duking it out in the Yin Feng Valley, with explosions of terrifying energy echoing in a series of deep, thunderous sounds.
During the intense fight, all their strength was continuously stimulated.
Due to Mo Tianâs realm advantage, he had the upper hand in the battle with Ye Luo. However, Ye Luoâs physical strength at the later stage of the Spiritual Body allowed him to withstand attacks from a Spirit Sea Realm fighter.
Thus, he didnât defend at all, letting Mo Tianâs fists land on him while he furiously attacked Mo Tian. Although Mo Tian was strong, he didnât have Ye Luoâs defensive power.
Thus, facing Ye Luoâs attacks, he had to defend, which allowed Ye Luo to forcefully resist his opponentâs strikes.
However, this was merely pure physical fistfighting. If they were to use real Martial Techniques to attack, Ye Luo, with his current realm, would still struggle to withstand Mo Tianâs attacks.
After all, the opponent had reached the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, which was much stronger than Moreâs strength.
Boom Boom Boom!
Towards the end of the fight, the twoâs speed was so fast that only traces of their shadows could be seen shuttling through the valley, with endless roaring sounds echoing and waves of powerful energy continuously venting out.
Both exerted their strongest powers, with Ye Luoâs Nine Yang Mystic Art madly circulating, Nine Yang Energy flowing through his body. The golden Bloodline within him boiled once again, shimmering with a golden glow.