Ye Yu immediately sensed Yancheng Daoist’s divine soul and sought to seize it, using the Soul Search Technique to unravel his secrets.
But at that moment, he saw a trace of amusement flicker across Ye Yu’s lips.
Instantly, Yancheng Daoist realized something was very wrong!
A purple light flashed!
Looking down, he saw that on the very spot where Ye Yu had stood lay a talisman—purple to the point of black—and it was now fully activated.
The next second, the once-brilliant Divine ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Realm suddenly dimmed!
Endless Karmic Flames erupted, enveloping Yancheng Daoist completely, and then over a thousand streaks of purple Soul-Extinguishing Divine Lightning descended.
They tore through the array barrier and the flames, plunging into Yancheng Daoist’s body unimpeded.
Moments later, as the light and fire faded, the handsome, proud figure of Yancheng Daoist was gone. In his place stood a humanoid shape, arms severed, body blood-red, like a vengeful demon.
Indeed, only “humanoid” could describe him now—his flesh had been reduced to tatters by the flames, his face unrecognizable.
Worse still was the damage to his divine soul!
Flames Scorch the Body, Lightning Destroys the Soul—those were no idle words. Under the strike of the Soul-Extinguishing Divine Lightning, Yancheng Daoist’s soul was like a cracked porcelain vessel, on the verge of shattering completely!
He had never imagined he would be driven to such a state by a Celestial God–realm Ye Yu.
Nor had he expected this unfamiliar talisman to wield such terrifying power.
What talisman was this? Why had he never seen it before?
Everything went black.
Ye Yu slowly opened his eyes. Back in the familiar room, he exhaled.
The power of the Divine Lord Realm was indeed overwhelming—no Celestial God could rival it.
But even in death, Ye Yu would not die in vain. If a sheep entered a tiger’s mouth, it would still fight back!
He wondered how much damage his talisman—Yao Ni Ming Ba Qian (“Eight Thousand Lives for You”)—had dealt.
It could not kill a Divine Lord outright, but it would be far from pleasant.
He had named it Yao Ni Ming Ba Qian because he had fused the power of eight thousand high-quality talismans into it—an endeavor of long preparation.
He had never tested its full might: the fusion of quantity must bring a qualitative leap.
Why hadn’t he used it sooner?
If he could have, he would. But activating a divine talisman took time, and Divine Lords reacted in an instant—they might vanish a million li away with a thought.
In such a case, using it would be futile.
Moreover, Yao Ni Ming Ba Qian was a huge killing weapon; its area of effect would be vast. Once unleashed, he would die too.
Better to save it for the final moment, when Yancheng Daoist least expected it.
There was another reason: he wanted Little White to survive.
When Ye Yu’s punch had blasted Yancheng Daoist from Little White’s belly, Little White had spat two mouthfuls of blood.
At the moment he kicked Yancheng Daoist away, Ye Yu had used divine power to bury that blood beneath the mountain, along with some of Little White’s fur—meant to give Little White a chance to revive.
Ultimately, survival would depend on fate.
Just then, the system’s voice rang out:
“Dream sequence complete!
Age: 55.
Divine age: 1.
Dream evaluation: Perfect.
You have received two dream rewards!
“When dream evaluations reach Excellent or above, two items manifest at random:
– Divine-Beast Little White!
– Ten Thousand-Flower Dao Robe
“Dream commentary: Your talent for fusion has opened new possibilities. Whether fusing divine arts, artifacts, or talismans, you have achieved a new level. You might have gone further, but the Divine Realm is fraught with danger. Host, be more cautious in the future as you ascend to higher realms.”
Ye Yu curled his lips. “Be more cautious? That’s a bit imprecise.
Only if a thief kept watch for a thousand days could he prevent a thief for a thousand days. After all these dream battles, my tactics are already meticulous: when I strike, I leave no root intact.
Who knew Taishi Xiaxin would have a Divine Lord senior brother? If I’d known, I would have kept Yu Buxia at my side and activated the Fate Scales on everyone I met—practically sweeping the Divine Realm clean.
Well, maybe not entirely—there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Divine Realm, and some divine arts can counterbalance Yu Buxia. But ninety percent domination should be possible!
Ah, it’s too late for regrets. Let’s see these rewards.
“Late Immortal Emperor Realm cultivation, inactive—what does that mean? I’ve never encountered this trick before!
Truly, one must forge one’s own path to enter the Immortal Emperor Realm. So granting inactive cultivation makes sense in a way.
As for All Beings Equal, that’s definitely practical—an absolute bug in both the Celestial and Divine Realms.
“But Little White? Where is it?
Ye Yu looked around. Apart from the Ten Thousand-Flower Dao Robe at his side, nothing else remained. Little White must have manifested over on Yinghuo Mountain. That made sense: as a divine beast, it belonged in the Divine Realm—ideally with Shen Kangren’s flesh-and-blood regeneration ability too.
Ye Yu rose and donned the Ten Thousand-Flower Dao Robe.
It still smelled delightfully fresh—excellent.
Now he must ponder the Way once more, lest his realm stagnate!
Meanwhile, in the Divine Realm:
After recovering some divine power, Yancheng Daoist immediately chose to flee. He could not let his enemies see him in this state—it would be dangerous. He did not notice a slight rise in the ground in the distance...
