“In the shadows, the succubus Bai Shuang couldn’t help but frown.
Just now, she had clearly felt that within a one-hundred–meter radius centered on Ye Yu, all divine power had been completely blocked.
Although it lasted only an instant, it was still unbelievable.
This guy really had something going on!
But why hadn’t he used any divine arts and instead relied on physical strength?
Could he be one of those ancient demon cultivators?
No—that didn’t add up. From the little demon horn on Ye Yu’s forehead, he was clearly a Fallen Demon.
And a Fallen Demon’s physique was only marginally stronger than that of a succubus or a Mind Demon.
He couldn’t possibly cultivate the Ancient Demon Path.
Something about this just felt off.
Moreover, that last move had appeared to consume an extraordinary amount of energy—Ye Yu’s afterimage had even begun to tremble!
Perhaps this terrifying presence really did possess some strength, but it was definitely not as formidable as everyone imagined.
As the center of attention, Ye Yu strove to control his posture, doing his best not to let anyone sense anything unusual.
Seizing an opportunity while rubbing his nose, he slipped two pills and restored his divine power.
There was no other way; all beings were equal in the face of divine power consumption. Without pills, he truly couldn’t hold out!
The effect, however, was immediate and marked.
After instantly defeating that goddess, the Submission Points above countless members of the divine clans began to surge once more.
It seemed his effort had not been in vain!
Ye Yu again set about harvesting those Submission Points like a man possessed, working to raise his cultivation and reach the next tier as soon as possible.
But at that moment, the barrier overhead suddenly shattered!
A figure crashed down with tremendous force—it was Nan Gong Yantian!
At this instant, his two arms were a mass of shredded flesh, and his face was deathly pale; the proud air he once bore had completely vanished.
He murmured over and over, “Impossible. It’s impossible! How could you be of the Ancient God Realm?”
“There is nothing impossible,” Xie Buyu said, hovering in midair as she spoke. “I knew long ago that you were hiding your cultivation level—feigning Early Golden God Realm when you’re actually at the Pinnacle Golden God Realm! Junior Brother, you still like to keep a card up your sleeve.”
While she spoke, she surveyed the terrifying aura surrounding Ye Yu.
In fact, a single incense stick’s time earlier she could have easily defeated Nan Gong Yantian; she had waited until now only to observe Ye Yu.
To be honest, Xie Buyu really could not make sense of this man.
Especially baffling had been his stepping in front of Hong Zhencheng—was Ye Yu not one of the Old Dog’s agents?
Or was this all a play he himself was directing?
Xie Buyu had no clear answer, but now that events had reached this point, there was no turning back—she had been hiding for hundreds of thousands of years and could no longer flee!
As Xie Buyu studied Ye Yu, he in turn observed her.
No Submission Points were appearing above her head. That meant she did not fear him!
Hm—one less target to harvest.
But it seemed this contest for the Divine Alliance had effectively drawn to a close: Xie Buyu had seized final victory.
Would the Infinite Hall now quiet down?
Ye Yu flicked his thoughts and deactivated his special effects.
In his view, now that Xie Buyu had successfully defended her position, matters should be handled by her as Divine Alliance Master.
A hundred or so rebel gods?
Useless—Nan Gong Yantian was defeated, and before absolute strength, mere numbers were a hollow statistic, incapable of stirring a single ripple.
He hoped Dongfang Yelai was on Xie Buyu’s side—or at least, if he intended to stir up trouble, that he would not choose today!
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