The Seven Luminaries Envoys are renowned throughout the world; each one is an outstanding individual, so naturally they would not take a mere Celestial Star warrior seriously.
Even martial artists at the Transcendent Realm are nothing more than slightly stronger ants in their eyes.
Liu Jinlin fixed his gaze on the Purple Wind Envoy, his aura surging, and said, "Since that's the case, I must declare myself emperor today and let you know that the times have changed!"
In an instant, streams of blood-red light surged from Liu Jinlin's body, condensing into a phantom image of a nine-zhang-tall bull-headed giant god.
"Whoosh!"
The entire body of water turned blood red, and an incomparably powerful force erupted from Liu Jinlin's body, shooting into the sky and shattering the clouds.
"Purple Radiance Spear".
The Purple Wind Envoy's gaze turned serious, and he abandoned his contempt.
The spear on his back flew up and landed in his hand.
The Purple Wind Envoy raised his arm, pointing his spear towards the sky. A burst of true energy shot out from the spear tip, transforming into a purple pillar of light.
In an instant, countless bolts of lightning condensed between heaven and earth, converging at the tip of the spear.
The Purple Wind Envoy immediately rushed out and thrust his spear at Liu Jinlin.
At the same time, Liu Jinlin also threw a punch, carrying the power of the Blood God Shadow, which struck the Purple Wind Saint Envoy below.
"Bang!"
In a single exchange, the Purple Wind Saint Envoy was sent flying backward by the Blood God Shadow's fist.
However, the Purple Wind Envoy was unharmed; on the contrary, the radiance of the Purple Radiance Spear in his hand became even more dazzling. His fighting spirit surged.
Liu Jinlin was surprised and said, "Impressive. As expected of the leader of the Seven Luminaries Saint Envoy, he is not even seventy years old, yet he has such great strength."
The Purple Wind Envoy said, "Your strength is what truly surprised me."
The Purple Wind Saint Envoy had already used all his strength, yet he was still repelled by the lightning tribulation. If the battle continues, the outcome is hard to predict.
Yin Yi stepped forward, appearing calm and collected, and stretched out a hand to stop the Purple Wind Envoy from making another move.
Yin Yi said, "Today, this is a battle between me and Wang Hao. You all step back."
The Seven Fiends retreated simultaneously.
With a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, the Crimson Saint Envoy stared at Wang Hao standing opposite him, somewhat unwilling, and said, "I still have some ultimate techniques that I haven't used yet. If we fight again, I might not lose."
Wang Hao simply smiled faintly and did not argue.
Who doesn't possess unique skills?
Liu Jinlin frowned slightly, looked at Wang Hao, and said, "Are you and Yin Yi really forced to fight?"
"We must fight. I've heard there's another curtain and oath on the other side of Tianxing. After I kill him, Old Liu, you'll have to tell me what all these things are."
Wang Hao spoke half-jokingly and half-seriously, vaguely sensing that Tianxing was no ordinary person.
“These ancient remnant souls descended suddenly, and there are many mysteries behind them. Moreover, Yin Yi is not an ordinary remnant soul; his soul body is relatively intact. You must not be careless,” Liu Jinlin said.
If Liu Jinlin hadn't witnessed the battle between Wang Hao and the Crimson Saint Envoy, he would never have agreed to Wang Hao dueling with Yin Yi.
As for now, although Liu Jinlin still doesn't think Wang Hao is a match for Yin Yi, he believes that the gap between Wang Hao and Yin Yi is not large. Even if Wang Hao can't defeat Yin Yi, he still has the ability to save his life.
Liu Jinlin and the old drunkard stepped back and stood at a distance, leaving space for Wang Hao and Yin Yi to fight.
The old man's eyes gleamed, his expression quite serious. He said, "Based on Wang Hao's performance in that battle with the Crimson Saint Envoy, it's enough to make him famous throughout Tianxing and even behind the scenes, making him a leading figure among the younger generation. You shouldn't have sent him to fight Yin Yi. If something goes wrong, those old guys in the academy will definitely blame us."
Liu Jinlin stood proudly with his fist tucked into his sleeve, and said, "Wang Hao is still very young. He should experience some setbacks. Even if he loses to Yin Yi, it will be a test for him. If I stop him from fighting Yin Yi now, it will only affect his martial arts aspirations."
Wang Hao's defeat of the Crimson Saint Envoy did indeed cause a great shock to the major forces of Tianxing. However, no one was optimistic about his chances in his battle against Yin Yi.
It should be noted that Yin Yi possesses the Holy Body and is an ancient powerhouse who has descended to earth, making him virtually invincible among his peers.
Moreover, Yin Yi is currently at the same level as Wang Hao. At the same level, a Saint Body has an overwhelming advantage when fighting against a non-Saint Body.
Yin Yi reached his hand towards the back of his neck, grabbed a piece of the spine, dug his fingers into the flesh, and pulled hard, slowly dragging the spine out of his body.
Each bone was like a piece of white jade, radiating a dazzling holy light.
Yin Yi completely pulled the spine out of his body, held it in his hand. It was five feet long, with a total of nineteen sections, and shaped like a white bone sword, emanating a very powerful aura.
It seemed as if the phantom of a disheveled saint appeared above the white bone sword, enveloping it.
From a distance, one can see array patterns rising and falling on the white bone sword, emanating a chilling aura.
Before Yin Yi could even infuse his true energy into the white bone sword, the chill emanating from it had already caused water droplets in the void to condense into ice and snow, which then drifted down from the sky.
Yin Yi gently stroked the white bone sword with his fingers and said, "This sword is called Snow River. It was forged by a master forger who removed the spine of the half-saint Snow River and used the Earth's core fire. It is just a sword, but it carries the holy power of the half-saint Snow River, so it can be called a human sword."
Using the bodies of powerful warriors and savage beasts to forge weapons is not a strange thing.
Some people can use a martial artist's meridians to forge a whip; some can use a half-saint's leg bone to forge a holy staff; and some can use a saint's head to forge an evil jar.
The more powerful the martial artist and the savage beast, the higher their value for refining weapons.
"I used this sword to defeat all my opponents in Tianxing before. All my peers on both the Yin and Yang sides were my defeated opponents. But I never expected to meet you. You plan to use a stone sword to fight me?" Yin Yi laughed.
Wang Hao looked at the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo in his hand and said, "With this, that's enough."
The Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo seemed to sense Wang Hao's will, and it trembled violently, emitting a dazzling light. The stone skin peeled off again, revealing a bit of the sword body.
It could be vaguely seen that the sword was black and white. Although only the three-inch tip of the sword was visible, the sword aura it emitted made even extraordinary beings tremble.
"The Blade of Hades".
With a wave of his arm, Yin Yi unleashed a chilling sword aura that shot into the sky, transforming into a black cloud of sword energy.
Within the clouds, streaks of sword energy seemed to converge into the phantom of a Hades, emitting a shrill "whoosh" sound, its enormous ghostly eyes glaring as it attacked Wang Hao below.
This is a low-grade spirit-level sword technique, the Hades Sword Technique.
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