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A sharp power of space erupted. Even though Ye Hao had teleported at the first moment, the left side of his abdomen still had an extremely deep cut through it. Dark red fresh blood flowed and dripped into the air.
"Zi Hua, looks like you're quite close with this Savage World natives."
In the air, Mo Yuan was like a God standing tall, his entire body covered in dark light, and his eyes that were like a black hole erupted with a terrifying Dark Light, and in a daze, he could see the terrifying scene of the sun and moon moving, the stars collapsing, and the numbing power of space spreading out from within his pupils, it was extremely terrifying.
"Get out of the way!"
Mo Yuan laughed coldly. Ye Hao, who was not far away, yelled, but he was still a step too late. Where Son-of-Saint, Zihua was, the void was suddenly torn apart and a sharp and terrifying power of space exploded out, directly piercing through Son-of-Saint, Zihua's abdomen.
Riiiip!
Son-of-Saint, Zihua's face was pale as he looked in disbelief at the horrifying wound on his waist that had almost cut him in half. His eyes were filled with disbelief and horror, and after that, they were filled with fear, and a wave of weakness that he had never felt before flooded over him like a flood.
"Damn it …"
The cut across the middle of his waist made him feel that the life was rapidly flowing out of his body. If it wasn't for the former's reminder at the last moment, which caused him to subconsciously move a little distance away, that strange crack in space had definitely cut him in half. He was as dead as he could ever be.
Son-of-Saint, Zihua felt bitter in his heart. Although they were both Saint Blood Lineage, but the gap between him and Mo Yuan was too huge, like the gap between heaven and earth. With just a glance, the former had almost killed him, completely incapable of contending against him.
Swish!
Deep in his despair, Son-of-Saint, Zihua felt his vision gradually blur. Following that, the sound of breaking air resounded from beside him. He saw Ye Hao rushing back with an ugly expression on his face, supporting the former's body that was now toppled over.
"You were hit a thousand times, do you believe me now …" I said... These Extreme Son of Saint... "Not to be trifled with …"
Staring at the young man's fading face, his eyes were filled with unwillingness and bitterness. He could never have calculated that after he descended onto the Taichu Star, he would actually be able to look down on the world. Who would have thought that he would die in the hands of the legendary Extreme Son of Saint.
"You won't die, and he won't live either!"
Ye Hao's expression was overcast as he directly took out a Quasi-Paramount level great medicine he had previously seized, and stuffed it into Son-of-Saint, Zihua's mouth. Immediately, the majestic and dense Vital Essence erupted, and like a transparent cocoon, wrapped around the former's body.
"Heh, a person who will die eventually, there's no need to waste such a great medicine."
His dark black eyes revealed ridicule and mockery. Although Son-of-Saint, Zihua was a Saint Blood Lineage, with extraordinary dignity, ordinary people would not dare to kill him, but towards a level like Mo Yuan, there was not much hesitation.
Because even though the Purple Sky Sect was strong and could shake an entire star field, pressuring countless of clans, his Void Devil Bat Clan was not one of them. Mo Yuan did not have much fear towards the cultivators behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua.
"Someone will definitely die today."
After stabilizing Son-of-Saint, Zihua's injuries with a Quasi-Paramount grade medicine, Ye Hao slowly raised his head with a dark expression. His gaze was unprecedented, "But the one who died wasn't me, nor would it be Zi Hua, it was you!"
Boom!
Ye Hao moved. The qi and blood in his body surged like a hurricane and his spirit energy wreaked havoc in the sky. Under this terrifying aura, he seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight towards Wu Tie who was high up in the sky like a God.
Son-of-Saint, Zihua's heavy injury made the killing intent in Ye Hao's heart stronger than ever. Although he and the former were only master and servant, after getting along with each other for a period of time, Ye Hao gradually recognized Son-of-Saint, Zihua and didn't treat him as an outsider.
Regardless of whether it was because of the Soul Oath or the Prohibition's shackles, Son-of-Saint, Zihua still stood on his side. As long as it was one of them, Ye Hao would never let him die in front of his eyes.
As for the blood and injuries, he would do his best to get them back!
"Hehe, you are just an ant, a country bumpkin. How stubborn."
Mo Yuan sneered and looked mockingly at the approaching youth. The Divine Light in his dark and deep eyes flickered as the power of space suddenly erupted.
Riiiip!
In front of Ye Hao, the void was torn apart. The terrifying sharp power of space wreaked havoc on his chest, creating a bloody gash that went down to the bone. It was extremely terrifying.
The power of space was simply too terrifying. Even though Ye Hao had cultivated his Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage to the Blood Tyrant Stage and had already mastered the first transition of Tyrannical Blood, he was still unable to withstand this frightening power.
Swoosh!
With a gloomy face, Ye Hao relied on his instincts to constantly flicker and shift horizontally, circulating Sanqing Heaven Roaming Step to the extreme. His entire being seemed to have merged with the nature, giving off an ethereal feeling that was unfathomable and illusionary.
Riiiip!
Swish!
"..."
Mo Yuan sneered, and stood arrogantly in the air. As his Dark Light's intimidating gaze turned, his Void Space was like cloth, constantly tearing apart without any warning, making it hard to guard against.
"You can't even get close to me. Ants are ants after all. Weak people, even if they are enraged, what else can they burn other than weeds?"
Mo Yuan smiled indifferently. No matter how fast Ye Hao was, it was still not as fast as his eyes could see. Cracks in the void, like a natural terrifying barrier, completely blocked Ye Hao's imposing figure.
"Chi!"
BOOM!
"..."
The current him was already soaked in blood, and the deep wounds on his body could be seen through as fresh blood flowed out. If not for the heaven defying recovery power of the Polar Arts, just the sight of the injuries on Ye Hao's body was enough to cause him to completely lose his ability to move, and was unable to continue fighting.
Of course, even with the Ji Realm, Ye Hao knew very well that if he dragged it on, he wouldn't have any chance of winning.
"Void Devil Bat Clan are really hard to deal with!"
The Void Devil Bat Clan was a primordial ability, even more terrifying than a life form like a snake. Born in the depths of the void of primal chaos, he was born close to the void, and was able to grasp the power of the Void Space.
It was an incomparably terrifying talent. Even Mo Yuan hadn't cultivated this talent to the extreme yet.
If he fully developed the Void Magic Bat, as long as he willed it, the void would be torn apart.
And all living beings within a thousand miles, under the terrifying power of space, would definitely be torn to pieces and turned into nothingness. Not even a speck of dust would remain.
"There's no other way …"