CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 176: THE TABLES ARE TURNED_1

"Purification of the Gods!"

The Divine Emperor of Light manipulated his Dharma Idol, fluttered his pristine wings, and radiated a dazzling brilliance that illuminated the attacks of Zhao Yun and Yue Fei.

The sharp spear Qi became sluggish instantly!

Suppressed by the power of light, the strength of the two was reduced by at least thirty percent!

In a fight between formidable opponents, even a sliver of strength could determine victory on the battlefield, let alone thirty percent. It could be said that the scales of victory had tipped entirely in favor of the Divine Emperor of Light.

BOOM!

Waving his scepter, the Divine Emperor of Light generated a burst of energy that effortlessly repelled Zhao Yun and Yue Fei. They tumbled over a dozen times in the air before regaining stability.

They stood up, their faces grave as they watched the Divine Emperor of Light.

"Death be upon you!"

Persistent interference ignited the Divine Emperor of Light’s killing intent; he decided to deal with these pesky little ants first.

He raised his scepter of light high. A continuous surge of power flowed into the scepter, forming a white beam of light that pierced the heavens and earth, radiating a frigid temperature.

Suddenly, two beams of white light shot down from the Ninth Heaven, aimed at Zhao Yun and Yue Fei.

The Power of Laws of Light swirled around!

The killing intent drew near!

Zhao Yun and Yue Fei’s expressions changed slightly. Their Spiritual Energy operated at its limit, forming layers of spear aegis in front of them in a desperate defense.

Even so, they both felt the threat of death!

"Power of Darkness, Reverse!"

Just as the Divine Emperor of Light’s attack was about to hit its target, Nie Feng, hidden in the Imperial Palace, began to reverse his Cultivation Technique. Countless strands of black Spiritual Energy erupted, turning the Void within the room black.

A mysterious power broke through space.

In mid-air, the Divine Emperor of Light’s expression changed dramatically, showing utter disbelief. Concurrently, his attack weakened, its power only half as potent as before.

Reversed Cultivation Technique? How does he...?

The Divine Emperor of Light was terrified. Hadn’t he sealed the complete Yin-Yang Scripture in the scripture vault? So how could Nie Feng reverse the Cultivation Technique? Could it be that he saw the Yin-Yang Scripture from the start? Is that why he hid his cultivation, unwilling to return to the Holy City?

The Divine Emperor of Light speculated, all his inner suspicions unraveling. At the same time, a sense of fear rose within him. His journey to find Nie Feng was clearly a trap.

At this very moment, he was trapped!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun and Yue Fei glanced at each other and launched attacks from two directions. They activated the power of their army souls, their spear gleams radiating like rainbows, smashing the two beams of white light.

They had been weakened by thirty percent!

The Divine Emperor of Light had it worse, directly weakened by fifty percent!

The gap in strength between the two sides had once again widened.

"Damn it!"

The Divine Emperor of Light cursed, unleashing the immense power of his soul to envelop the Imperial Capital. As long as he could locate Nie Feng, he could activate the Scripture of Light and devour the latter’s cultivation.

Hmm?

As a Profound Level Alchemist, Qin Wudao possessed formidable soul power. He immediately sensed the unfamiliar soul power and furrowed his brows slightly.

Just as he was about to make a move, an even more powerful soul force swept over the world.

"A mere Profound Level soul dares to run wild here?" Gan Jiang said coldly. The power of his Heavenly Level soul was like a god descending, roaring like massive waves, shattering the soul power of the Divine Emperor of Light.

PFFT!

With his soul power damaged, the Divine Emperor of Light spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face turned deathly white, and a stinging sensation pierced his mind. His body swayed, almost falling from the Void. Soul power was an essential part of the body; once damaged, it was incredibly hard to recover.

While the Divine Emperor of Light was dazed, Zhao Yun and Yue Fei’s attacks drew closer. One from the front and one from the back, they pierced his chest. The sharp spear Qi completely destroyed his internal organs.

Even his Dantian could not escape unscathed; numerous massive cracks spread across it.

The Divine Emperor of Light trembled, his face twisted in agony. He looked up at Zhao Yun and Yue Fei, his eyes full of fear, shaking his head continuously in a plea for mercy.

Zhao Yun and Yue Fei’s expressions remained cold. They forcefully pulled out their war spears. A large amount of blood gushed out, dyeing the Void red, every drop incredibly vivid.

PFFT!

The Divine Emperor of Light spewed another large mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes dimming. Like a bird with broken wings, he fell into the city, battered and bruised.

His Dantian was crippled!

His internal organs were shattered!

His meridians were in chaos!

At this point, he was completely devoid of combat power. Any Heavenly Boundary Martial Artist could obliterate him.

Zhao Yun and Yue Fei looked at each other, seeing the intense murderous intent in each other’s eyes. They nodded slightly and abruptly charged, preparing to eliminate the threat completely.

"HAHA..."

"I’ve finally waited for this day! Die!"

However, a figure in a white robe tore through the Void, arriving before the two. He exuded a black glow, and the surrounding hundred-zhang radius was consumed by darkness, turning into pitch-black night.

This figure was Nie Feng!

He slowly extended his right hand; a black vortex radiating immense suction force appeared in his palm, which he then placed on the Divine Emperor of Light’s head.

"Don’t... Don’t devour my cultivation!"

The Divine Emperor of Light scrambled backward, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground, his voice trembling.

It had to be said, the Saint King’s body was truly powerful!

If it were an average person, they would have long since perished from such severe injuries. Even a Saint might not last long, given that the wounds were still infused with Zhao Yun and Yue Fei’s spear Qi.

"You want me to spare you? Ridiculous! Do you have any idea how I’ve lived all these years? For the Yin-Yang Scripture, your father sent men to find me. They slaughtered my entire family—six hundred and thirty-two people—and then he adopted me. Nominally, I was his Disciple, but in reality? I was nothing more than a pig or sheep for the slaughter, mere fodder for your cultivation!"