The next instant, Tu Shang’s figure vanished from where he stood.
At once, a dense aura of death descended, and the world turned a blood-red hue.
Ye Yu could clearly feel countless invisible threads binding his whole body, slowing his movements and even suppressing the flow of divine power.
By contrast, Tu Shang seemed to melt completely into the environment; divine sense could not probe his position at all.
This fellow was clearly adept at concealment.
Ye Yu looked around and said in a carrying voice, “Friend, what do you mean by this?”
“What else could it mean? I’m going to eat you, of course. It’s been a long time since I tasted fresh flesh. Today I’ll finally eat meat again—starting with you.”
Tu Shang’s voice came from all directions, oppressive to the extreme.
Ye Yu wasn’t surprised by the sudden turn.
So many dream-borne experiences had taught him: when a stranger approaches you with friendly words, that’s a danger signal.
And a greedy vulture like this—how could he possibly share his food?
Even so, Ye Yu would not submit.
“You want to eat me? Let’s see if your teeth are up to it.”
He raised one hand before him and assumed the opening stance of an ancient demon body-tempering art.
In an instant, countless violet demonic patterns flared and sped around his body.
Seeing this, Tu Shang’s interest spiked.
“Tsk, tsk—how amusing. After a few hundred years away, has the God Realm turned upside down? A beast god using a demon-god technique!”
“Perfect. If I eat you, everything you have will be mine.”
Excitement colored Tu Shang’s voice.
A piercing screech split the air.
Within the dense death aura, hundreds of figures surged forth.
Their expressions were wooden, their eyes blood-red. After encircling Ye Yu, they attacked at once.
There was no doubt—these were all god-level powerhouses who had fallen here.
Though their divine bodies had been devoured, their remaining souls had been preserved by Tu Shang’s secret art.
They might not match their peak strength, but they were not to be underestimated.
As the many god-souls charged him, Ye Yu showed no fear; in fact, a faint smile appeared.
The divine power fluctuations Tu Shang stirred while casting his art shone in Ye Yu’s perception like a bright beacon—impossible to miss.
Once he fixed the position—
Ye Yu’s figure became a streak of light and flashed southwest.
Demonic energy roared skyward; the god-souls were flung back before they could even approach.
“Found you.”
With a low shout, Ye Yu arrived before Tu Shang, hidden in shadow.
A flicker of surprise crossed the latter’s eyes.
Clearly, he hadn’t ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) expected Ye Yu to find him so quickly—much less to dare face him head-on.
“So eager to die?”
Tu Shang reacted fast and snapped his jaws wide.
A colossal vulture phantom appeared before him and mimicked the motion.
Judging by the posture, it meant to swallow Ye Yu in one bite and end the fight.
But that notion was far too naive.
Without slowing, Ye Yu reached the phantom and unleashed the divine art All Beings Equal.
In the next second, everything within thirty zhang turned gray.
The colossal vulture vanished, and for the first time in the God Realm, Tu Shang felt what it was like to lose divine power.
With late Great God cultivation, he could extend All Beings Equal to about a breath and a half.

Could he also possess the Heaven-Defying Comprehension talent?
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