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Everyone watched as a loud explosion rocked the world with a devastating amount of power. Energy rippled across the landscape in such large amounts that many of the spectators had to use their soulforce to properly defend themselves.

Hardly anyone could believe their eyes. Above their heads, the giant sword of Dongfang Ming was cutting through every single blade Yang Yao sent at him!

“Bang!!”

A second explosion rocked the world several seconds later. Multiple red and golden rings of light scattered everywhere with such intensity that some of the Crafting School’s students shielded their eyes and looked away in horror.

Yang Yao’s attack had been...overcome!!

“Whoosh...”

A red-gold ball of light shot out from the explosion—it was Yang Yao’s soul armament, but the light wasn’t as bright as before.

Someone shot up after the flying sword. In one fluid motion, the person grabbed hold of the soul armament and then kicked off hard enough against the sky to leave a small crack in the world. Like a bullet, this person went flying away from the explosion.

It was Yang Yao!!

Yang Yao’s expression was exceptionally fierce. His soulforce was spiking rapidly as he clutched his soul armament. Despite the elemental energy in the area in front of him starting to tear holes in space, Yang Yao’s eyes were focused entirely on the other person in front of him.

Dongfang Ming could finally be seen now that the explosion had receded. Yang Yao had managed to escape from it harmlessly, but Dongfang Ming was definitely in a tragic state. Half of his right arm was gone!

That was the result of Dongfang Ming using his right hand and sword to fight Yang Yao. Not only was the glove on his right hand gone, but also half of his entire right arm! This was a devastating price!

Yang Yao was a little surprised to see the damages he managed to inflict on Dongfang Ming, but he wasn’t one to say no to it. Heaving his soul armament up, Yang Yao swung his arms down to strike Dongfang Ming’s head!

But despite his ‘wounds’, Dongfang Ming didn’t look worried at all. He merely leaned his head to the left and brought his left hand up to protect himself.

“Pft!!”

As confused as Yang Yao was, he continued his downward swing so that his soul armament slashed deep into Dongfang Ming’s right shoulder!!

The blade sunk halfway into Dongfang Ming’s body before Yang Yao realized something was dreadfully wrong!

While his blade managed to cut deep into Dongfang Ming’s body, Yang Yao didn’t feel like his sword had cut into ‘flesh’!

His eyes were telling him it was Dongfang Ming’s body he was cutting into, but there was no sensation of ‘flesh or bone’!

The biggest thing to attract his attention was the ‘smile’ Dongfang Ming gave him. Despite the severe wound he had, Dongfang Ming was still giving Yang Yao a mocking sneer!

Dongfang Ming raised his left hand, not toward the soul armament, but to slam it into Yang Yao’s chest!

The feeling of death surrounded Yang Yao at that moment. He couldn’t understand what in the world was going on. Letting go of his soul armament to defend himself, Yang Yao leaped back to gain some distance between him and Dongfang Ming.

“Bang!!”

As fast as he was, Yang Yao wasn’t able to escape without harm. He felt something slam into his stomach before his internal organs began to tremble. One second later...Yang Yao was sent flying away!

“Pcht...”

A fresh mouthful of blood escaped from Yang Yao’s lips. The robes near his belly were ripped away to reveal the palm print of Dongfang Ming’s hand on his armor.

This palm print had clearly struck him deep enough to deal some damage.

“Senior!!”

Zi Jin exclaimed in panic as he watched the man fly. Blinking out of existence, Zi Jin reappeared behind Yang Yao to catch him mid-flight.

Sending some of his soulforce into Yang Yao’s body, Zi Jin stabilized the wound while giving Dongfang Ming a death glare.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were upon Dongfang Ming.

His right arm was gone from the elbow down, his right shoulder had a longsword sticking out from his right shoulder and deep enough in his body to affect the heart. This was a fatal wound that would’ve killed any soul cultivator, a Soul Emperor was no exception.

Everyone thought that they’d be able to see Dongfang Ming drop down from the skies. But he didn’t. His soulforce wasn’t even fluctuating at all! He simply stood there with the same mocking sneer on his face as if he didn’t even feel the pain of his wounds...

Under the confused eyes of everyone, Dongfang Ming brought his left hand back to grab hold of the longsword sticking out from him.

“Clang!!!”

There was a loud vibration as the longsword was forcibly dislodged from Dongfang Ming’s body!

Not even a single droplet of blood fell from the longsword when it was pulled out. The right side of Dongfang Ming’s shoulder trembled a bit when the sword was taken out, but there was a flash of dark-red light that pushed out the Law of Fire and Metal from Yang Yao’s sword out from his body. Simultaneously, the part where the sword had cut into began to meld together. Eventually, the wound was nowhere left to be seen. There was only a single patch of unharmed skin...

Something similar was happening to the right arm of Dongfang Ming. A flash of dark-red light appeared where the stump was as the flesh, blood, veins, and skin began to slowly regenerate into a completely new arm!!

In a matter of seconds, Dongfang Ming managed to recover completely from his wounds!!

Every single person there, both the Wind Lightning School, and the Crafting School, had the same thought then...

Was his body invincible?!