Young White Horse: I, Ye Dingzhi, offer sacrifice to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

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Blood fell from the sky like rain.

At this moment, Mo Yi activated his inner strength and instantly appeared beside Baili Dongjun, lifting him up and dissipating his downward momentum.

"Ho ho..."

The two landed on the ground. Baili Dongjun was almost dead, with only his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Is it going to end?"

Baili Dongjun smiled bitterly, watching the giant golden hand in the sky getting closer and closer, and his heart miraculously fell into a state of calm.

Memories flashed by like a revolving lantern.

Mo Yi gave up struggling at this moment, staring blankly into the void, as if she could see Xiao Lü'er's face again.

"Click."

Suddenly, a soft sound came from the side.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly stood up from the golden coffin. This figure held a blood-black demon sword in his hand, and was like a demon god. The murderous aura around him was almost tangible, and an astonishing sword intent also emanated from the demon sword.

The blood-black aura of malevolence contrasted sharply with the golden hand in the void.

Ever since that figure emerged from the golden coffin.

Blood mist surged all around instantly, and the world changed color!

Just as the golden hand was about to crash down completely, seemingly crushing everything in heaven and earth into mud.

The figure moved, slashing down with the blood-black demon sword in its hand at the golden hand, bringing with it a wave of malevolent energy, which was as black as blood.

Two figures, one in black and one in gold.

They collided violently in the void!

"boom!!!"

An incredibly terrifying wave emanated from it.

The sky was filled with crimson sword intent and thick golden Buddhist light, dyeing the heavens a bewitching golden-red.

.......

Chapter 97 A Twenty-Year Dream, The Immortal's Book Completed! Breakthrough!

"Splash..."

The sound of raindrops falling softly.

However, what fell was not ordinary rain, but rain of blood.

"This is?!!"

Mo Yi stretched out her hand and looked at the crimson blood dripping onto the back of her hand, her pupils shrinking slightly.

He looked up and saw that a huge gash had been forcibly cut open on the giant golden hand in the void.

The gash was bottomless, and fresh blood kept gushing out.

"This sword intent..."

Mo Yi was shocked. The golden hand that had driven him and Baili Dongjun to the brink of defeat with just a palm and a punch was now injured!

It should be noted that he and Baili Dongjun unleashed dozens of moves together, but they only managed to block the golden hand by a fraction, without causing any damage.

He even thought that this golden hand, like the flesh-and-blood thousand-armed Buddha, was ineffective against any substantial attack.

It was only at this moment that he realized that perhaps the actual attack was not ineffective.

Rather... their attacks were too weak, which is why they were ineffective against that strange monk!

"Ye Dingzhi".

Mo Yi stared intently at the figure that emerged from the golden coffin.

For the sake of all living beings, he and his master sealed Ye Dingzhi away.

Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, he was saved by Ye Dingzhi, who emerged from the seal.

"Is it a hallucination?"

Baili Dongjun forced a smile, his lips twitching slightly. "I never imagined that I'd be able to see Brother Yun one last time before I die."

When people are on the verge of death, they often have strange fantasies.

At this moment, Baili Dongjun still thought that he had fallen into this state.

"Do not."

Mo Yi said in a deep voice, "It's not an illusion, it's Ye Dingzhi. He has come out of the seal."

Baili Dongjun forced his eyes open, seemingly trying to see more clearly, but the blood rain from the sky only soaked his eyes, making his vision even more blurred.

"tatter"

A series of footsteps slowly approached.

At this moment, Baili Dongjun finally sensed that strange yet familiar aura.

It feels unfamiliar because I haven't felt it for decades.

It was familiar because that dense, almost tangible demonic energy was still so piercing, as if it would penetrate to the very marrow.

As the figure drew closer...

Baili Dongjun finally made out the figure in a blur. It was still somewhat thin, holding a blood-black longsword, with a large amount of blood-red mist swirling around it.

"So disheveled?"

The figure spoke calmly, his voice slightly hoarse and cold, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Baili Dongjun grinned, but accidentally touched a sore spot, revealing an extremely ugly smile: "Brother Yun, long time no see."

"What year and month is it today?" Ye Dingzhi asked calmly.

"It has been twenty-two years since the great battle of Jinde in the twenty-first year of the reign of Emperor Wu of Han," Sikong Changfeng suddenly said.

"Twenty-two years," Ye Dingzhi murmured. "Twenty-two years in a dream?"

After being sealed away, it was as if he had a dream.

In the dream, after his master died, he did not become a demon. Instead, he went to Yan Lingxia to learn swordsmanship. Later, he met Baili Dongjun, and the two became as familiar as they had been since childhood.

Later, it was still Tianqi City that abducted the bride.

However, without succumbing to demonic possession and lacking sufficient strength, he was no match for the King of Langya, even fighting to the death.

Even though he forced himself into demonic possession at the last moment, his body was already at its limit, and he fell into a coma after swinging his sword.

When he woke up again, all he could hear was the festive sound of suona horns outside the carriage.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"......"

Even now that he has woken up from the dream, he still remembers that heart-wrenching feeling vividly.

To his surprise, Master Wangyou later took him in and constantly suppressed the demonic energy within him.

Not long after, Yueqing found him and told him that Yi Wenjun was pregnant.

At that moment, he fell into demonic possession once again.

As time passed, on that day, Luo Qingyang and Tianwaitian rescued Yi Wenjun together.

Afterwards, he and Yi Wenjun lived in a thatched hut in Nanzhao, and Yi Wenjun even gave birth to a son for him.

That period was the happiest time of his twenty-two-year dream.

However, this happy period did not last long. Yi Wenjun was bewitched by Yue Qing and returned to the Jingyu Prince's Mansion.

After he fell into demonic possession, he followed Yueqing to the Outer Heavens, where he unexpectedly absorbed the inner power of Yuefeng City, becoming a Ghost Immortal and eventually the leader of the Demonic Sect.

Finally, there was the Demonic Sect's eastern expedition, in which he sought to reclaim Yi Wenjun.

However, in that battle, he was defeated by Baili Dongjun by half a move and finally committed suicide in his thatched cottage in Nanzhao.

"Fortunately, it was just a dream," Ye Dingzhi murmured.

At that moment, a mechanical electronic voice rang in his mind.

[The host has spent twenty years in a deep dream, comprehending the cause and effect of past and present lives. Reward: Immortal Book perfected, Heavenly Condensation Sword Technique perfected!]

As the mechanical electronic voice sounded, a tattered and ancient scripture suddenly appeared in his mind.

[The Immortal's Book: The most powerful cultivation technique in the Nine Provinces, containing the secret to immortality and enabling breakthroughs to the Divine Travel Realm!]

"Boom!"

A vast, ocean-like surge of true energy flowed into Ye Dingzhi's entire body's meridians.

When Ye Dingzhi stepped into the Divine Realm more than 20 years ago, in a sense, he had already reached the end of the cultivation system in this world.

However, this immortal book is not just about achieving immortality; it also contains the secret to transcendence, enabling him to further enhance his strength.

In that instant, the immense power of blood and qi within Ye Dingzhi's body transformed into a continuous stream of spiritual energy, reaching the most mysterious realm of the human body, penetrating the brain, and breaking through the gate of supernatural powers!

At this moment, in addition to Ye Dingzhi's physical body cultivation reaching a terrifying peak, his divine soul had also reached an extremely terrifying level. The combined strength of the two was even more than ten or a hundred times greater than before!

"Boom!!!"

Undoubtedly, unprecedented power will inevitably bring about unprecedented transformation.

Meanwhile, Mo Yi, Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng, and others, who were not far away, witnessed this astonishing transformation firsthand.

As the powerful spiritual energy within Ye Dingzhi's body transformed, it became an endless source of magical power.

The moment the magic was formed, his mind underwent a dramatic transformation.

This is a surging power, born with his breath and extinguished with his will. This is a primordial energy, no longer an intangible spirit, but a real existence, surging and ever-changing.

Instantly, the ground within a radius of several kilometers shook, as if the whole world was about to explode.

No, it doesn't look like it!

Instead, as he continued to transform, the ground was instantly lifted up and he floated into the air.

Ye Dingzhi was suspended in mid-air, his demonic energy radiating out in a circular shape.

In an instant, with a deafening boom, the earth itself could no longer withstand the pressure of such terrifying power, and the ground cracked, with fissures spreading in all directions.

The worst off was the golden hand high in the sky. Ye Dingzhi merely waved the Blood Black Demon Sword in his hand, and the golden Buddha hand, which was as big as a mountain, instantly broke in two. Half of the severed arm fell to the ground, and the entire ground trembled a few times.

At the same time, an incredibly terrifying voice came from high above the clouds, sounding as if filled with shock and anger.

However, the next moment, Ye Dingzhi once again unleashed a soaring black sword aura. After that, there was no more movement from the clouds, only a torrential rain of blood that fell and spread for thousands of miles.

Faintly visible above the clouds, a blood-red cloud seemed to be rapidly disappearing.

The terrifying figure in the void was actually afraid at this moment!

"This is..." Mo Yi felt the terrifying aura of Ye Dingzhi's constantly transforming body, and his expression was full of shock.

Even though he was in the realm of divine travel, he couldn't help but feel a gap in their levels of life.

That terrifying pressure, even if it wasn't directed at him, made him feel as if his whole body was about to explode, forcing him to resist with all his might.

"A state of transcendence?"

Ye Dingzhi looked at his palm and could feel an extremely powerful force within him, a force that was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than that of the Divine Ascension Realm.

Even the sword energy he unleashed was terrifying.

Previously, his sword energy was only activated by sword techniques, but now he can attach his spiritual will to the sword intent, and the sword energy he emits is far superior to that before. A single sword strike chills nineteen provinces, and the sword energy can traverse thirty thousand miles.

"You've broken through to a higher realm? Above the Divine Travel Realm?" Mo Yi asked incredulously.

This scene is truly unimaginable. Despite being sealed for over twenty years, he broke through the Divine Realm upon his emergence and entered a realm comparable to the peerless powerhouse atop Kunlun Mountain.

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Ye Dingzhi didn't speak, but only glanced at Mo Yi indifferently.