Primordial Divine Emperor

Chapter 572 - 254: Drawn Swords, Unprecedented Standoff

Beside Yi Bo Yuntian, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Demon Sect immediately asked those around them, their eyes sweeping across the scene, yet no one responded.

Obviously, among the extraordinary figures at the level of Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Demonic Dao Sects, none recognized that silhouette, at least based on the unfamiliar face.

Upon these words, even Yi Bo Yuntian’s expression changed slightly, but it was merely a tiny ripple on the calm surface of a lake, disappearing instantly without a trace.

Just as everyone was left without an answer, at a certain moment.

"Holy Son Yuntian."

A very inconspicuous ’small fry’ of the Demonic Dao Sect below the group of extraordinary figures suddenly spoke, timidly raising his hand to indicate he had something to say.

Upon hearing him, Yi Bo Yuntian slowly glanced down, and all the extraordinary figures of the Demonic Dao Sect instinctively followed the voice, looking towards the tentative True Self Realm cultivator below.

Seeing Yi Bo Yuntian looking at him, the latter timidly spoke, fearing any delay, cautiously and carefully saying, "Holy Son Yuntian, I have seen this person before, I know who he is."

"Oh?" Before Yi Bo Yuntian could speak, a Demon Sect’s Holy Son beside him questioned in slight astonishment, "You say you’ve seen this person. Do you know this person’s origins?"

Unexpectedly, those capable of pursuing Yunmo Wentuo were all renowned extraordinary figures, yet someone that neither Yi Bo Yuntian nor others had seen, a True Self Realm cultivator, actually recognized that silhouette, which momentarily surprised many Demon Sect’s Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

The former, hearing the queries, dared not pause and immediately replied, "Answering the Holy Son’s question, he is Ye Xiaofan."

Clatter——!

Boom——!!!

"What? This person is Ye Xiaofan?"

Upon these words, countless extraordinary figures of the Demonic Dao were struck with sudden surprise, their eyes filled with infinite astonishment.

And amongst the endless extraordinary figures of the Demonic Dao, there was utmost shock.

At this moment, Ye Xiaofan and Yunmo Wentuo had already entered the sky above the ultimate battlefield, constantly exchanging blows, the former pressing the sword against heaven and earth, slashing the winds and clouds, while the latter was in utter disarray, coughing blood repeatedly, his aura drastically diminishing, clearly nearing exhaustion.

After another fierce clash, Yunmo Wentuo was grievously wounded, his hair flying wildly in the void, completely becoming a defeated opponent.

Countless strong figures of the Righteous and Demonic Dao watching from the peak of ten thousand feet were astounded, their eyes filled with shock.

Under the gaze of the myriad eyes, that silhouette relentlessly hunted Yunmo Wentuo, making him flee in terror, seemingly extremely fearful and uneasy.

Until he ventured deep into the vast realm of the ultimate battlefield, Yunmo Wentuo turned pallid with urgency, perceiving the feeling of impending death, realizing he simply couldn’t withstand the relentless slaying from the pursuer behind, possibly falling under his sword at any moment.

Upon witnessing the silhouettes of countless extraordinary figures of the Demonic Dao appear at the horizon’s edge, Yunmo Wentuo clasped on to them as if they were a lifesaving straw, finally glimpsing a hint of dawn, frantically crying for help.

"Yuntian, save me—, save me—, Holy Son Yuntian, please save me—!!!"

Yunmo Wentuo was drenched with sweat, his heart practically leaping into his throat, though he was a disciple of the Demon Sword Sect and a scion of the Yunmo clan, even a relative of Yunmo Xi, yet at this moment the Demoness was not in the ultimate battle, leaving Yi Bo Yuntian as his sole hope for rescue, or perhaps one of the other extraordinary figures comparable to the ’Divine Mountain.’

The frantic scene of Yunmo Wentuo begging for rescue stirred a massive uproar among the countless cultivators, especially those familiar with Ye Xiaofan, leaving them all dumbstruck.

To have forced such a renowned figure like Yunmo Wentuo to relinquish his dignity and beg for help, the strength of that silhouette must have grown to an astoundingly monstrous level!

The better one knew that silhouette, the more terrifying the surging emotions became, indescribable in their magnitude. After a few short months, witnessing that man once more, he had astonishingly grown to such a level, what an incredible speed indeed!

Within the ’Temporary Rest Area’ of the Divine Sword Sect, amidst an endless sea of people.

Two enchanting figures were also gazing dumbstruck at the scene above, their delicate faces filled with shock and joy; these two figures were none other than Mu Xin and Mu Yan, those twin sisters from the Divine Maiden Sect.

Of course, at this moment Mu Xin and Mu Yan were no longer disciples of the Divine Maiden Sect, but had been taken into the Divine Sword Sect by Luo Qingxian due to Ye Xiaofan, now wearing the attire of the Divine Sword Sect.

"Sis, is that really Ye Xiaofan?" Mu Xin stared at the heaven-shattering chase at the pinnacle of ten thousand feet, her delicate face bearing joy and disbelief.

Mu Yan, upon hearing her sister, was breathing rapidly, her beautiful eyes filled with shock yet lacking her sister’s joy and excitement, instead showing a great worry.

Her voice hadn’t even faded when Mu Yan, feeling conflicted, shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Why did he have to return? He shouldn’t have come back here, shouldn’t have returned to the ultimate battle."

Now, his return to the ultimate battle was undoubtedly entering the lion’s den, with far too many wanting to slay him, a number so great that even Mu Yan felt terrified.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the horizon, numerous Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the Demonic Dao Sects were moved beyond measure upon hearing Yunmo Wentuo’s desperate plea for help.