The moment Ye Yu’s image appeared within the flesh phantom, his face went pale. His divine power was nearly exhausted, and only once he truly seized control of Shen Kangren did he realize how monumental the task was. Yet after a single breath’s time, he could hold on no longer. He meant to warn Ying Huo and Yu Buxia again, but he simply had no strength left.
In an instant, the flesh phantom shattered completely, and Ye Yu’s body fell to the ground. At that moment his divine reservoir was empty—no power remained. Attempting to bind an Ancient God–Realm powerhouse with only Great God–Realm cultivation had been far too ambitious.
Freed from restraint, Shen Kangren roared and lunged toward the phantom scale’s projection. But Yu Buxia was prepared. She leapt to the very center of the balance scale, lifted a hand, and pointed at the right pan. She breathed two words: “Balance.” Instantly a white radiance poured from Shen Kangren’s phantom, flowing entirely into Ying Huo’s body. The scale’s tilt eased, slowly leveling out.
Simultaneously, the giant flesh body let out an unwilling howl as it began to shrink rapidly. Ying Huo’s divine power surged in response. Though Ye Yu lay weakened, he watched every motion clearly—such a miraculous divine art! It siphoned Shen Kangren’s strength to empower Ying Huo, evening their might. Even a momentary effect like this was tyrannical.
With a portion of Shen Kangren’s power, Ying Huo’s starred light shimmered more brilliantly. She spread her hands and shouted at the now-shrunken flesh giant: “Starfall Shatter!” At once every star in the sky plunged down, enveloping Shen Kangren in a glowing cascade that shattered him utterly.
In that instant the world fell silent. When the dust cleared, Balance City lay in ruin—reduced to powder. Even the auspicious clouds that had drifted overhead had vanished. For a million li around, the land was an empty void.
Ying Huo collapsed to the ground and looked back reflexively. Ye Yu’s figure stood unscathed not far away. Under such a high–level divine art, a Great God–Realm cultivator should have perished. His survival proved someone had borne the brunt of the attack—and that person was Yu Buxia.
Compared with Ye Yu’s intact state, Yu Buxia looked battered. Her divine robes were shredded, and even her perfect face wore several wounds. Though she was slowly healing, her beauty remained marred. She had shielded Ye Yu from all harm—not out of love, but because she still needed him alive to assist with their fusion. Before that happened, he simply could not die.
All three had unleashed their strongest divine arts and were now utterly spent. Sharing a weary smile, they prepared to rest before departing.
But soon Ying Huo sensed something amiss. In the air, matter was rapidly reassembling. Before long, over a thousand small fragments of flesh coalesced at high speed. A sense of helplessness gripped Ying Huo—had Shen Kangren reached the point of utter immortality?


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