As expected, Wang Yang once again used the ’Qi Transforms into Three Purities Technique’.
A surge of Pure Qi spewed out from Wang Yang’s mouth, and then three Wang Yangs appeared.
Wang Yang explained: "Of course, I will delay it alone, but I can’t guarantee that no collision will occur. Once a collision occurs, it won’t just be the formation at risk; even the surrounding space will shatter. This is a very risky thod."
If everyone delays together, it might cause losses.
However, it will be more stable, as more people an more ways to delay, but this also makes sacrifices more likely.
With Wang Yang taking action alone, sacrifices will be greatly reduced, but it may lead to more unexpected situations.
"No way!"
Chen Lin was the first to refuse, "How could we let you take the risk alone? Now that he has absorbed the Force of Destiny, he has strengthened again. Even if you are adept at Spatial Law, I’m afraid you can’t deal with him easily."
Chen Lin feared that Wang Yang would be in danger alone, so he would never agree to Wang Yang’s plan.
Wang Yang stepped forward: "Rest assured, I won’t be in danger. What’s more worriso is not being able to stop in ti, which might cause devastation throughout the Capital City and even affect the Imperial Dynasty."
Ignoring everyone’s obstruction, Wang Yang stepped forward, while his Three Pure Ones Incarnations spread to the four directions, representing the power of the Sun, Moon, and Stars.
Three invisible forces directly sealed the Demon Clan’s Holy Son, as Wang Yang and the Demon Clan’s Holy Son gazed into each other’s eyes.
"Do you really think you can stop all by yourself? Aren’t you too arrogant?"
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son laughed heartily and roared, as the power within him exploded suddenly.
The Demonic Qi behind him transford into a Demon Dragon, and the Demon God’s Figure appeared stern and majestic.
Wang Yang smiled faintly, "Certainly relying on alone, Holy Son. Please return to The Demon World. After all, this place isn’t your territory."
"Fine, today I will see by what ans you defeated the think tank!"
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son didn’t waste any words, as Demonic Qi surged into his body, seemingly transford by the Demonic Qi.
The Three Pure Ones Incarnations separated into three directions, locking all the power within.
Outside, Chen Lin and Emperor, along with others, couldn’t help but furrow their brows.
Emperor sighed: "Can you really handle the Demon Clan’s Holy Son by yourself? Such power is unprecedented..."
"Trust him. He must have his own confidence by entering. We must guard the formation as Wang Yang said, or it will lead to a catastrophe."
Wang Siyun wasn’t thinking too much; since he chose to trust Wang Yang, he didn’t hesitate any longer.
Leading the group, Wang Siyun went to the location of the formation.
The Ancestors of the Wang Family were anxious: "Emperor, are we really going to watch idly?"
Emperor looked at Wang Yang in the distance, with a hopeful gaze: "Right now, there is no better option. The Demon Clan’s Holy Son isn’t soone we can handle; we can only hope for Wang Yang."
The Ancestors of the Wang Family, seeing Emperor say this, naturally had no choice but to follow everyone in guarding the formation.
Inside the Three Talents Great Array, Wang Yang began the first direct confrontation with the Demon Clan’s Holy Son!
Their initial attacks shook the heavens and earth, and even with the Three Talents Formation guarding, the external world could still feel the imnse power.
Fortunately, the formation wasn’t the only one; besides the Three Talents Formation, there was also the formation guarding the Capital City.
Elsewhere, the masses were being driven away from the Capital City to prevent unforeseen incidents.
In the distance, the Demon Clan was rampaging.
Seeing the overwhelming Demonic Qi within the Capital City, they beca even more confident.
"Follow and charge into the Capital City. Once we occupy the Capital City, the world will belong to our Demon Clan!"
All the Demon Clan mbers knew that this Demonic Qi was brewed by their Holy Son.
As long as their Holy Son succeeded in defeating the Emperor and others, the Demon Clan could regain control of the world.
"Roar!"
The Demon Clan shouted like beasts, fueled with endless drive.
Even if they suffered countless losses, they wouldn’t easily give up this opportunity. They must seize the Imperial Dynasty!
"Wang Yang, why you, why you!"
While launching his attack, the Demon Clan’s Holy Son muttered to himself.
"Holy Son, it’s ti to end this farce. Since your think tank is gone, you should accompany him."
Wang Yang retreated a few steps, changing the seal gesture in his hand.
"You killed my think tank, so you shall be buried with him. Want dead? You are millions of years too early!"
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son pushed his Demonic Qi to the extre, directly engaging his Daoist Divine Power.
But Wang Yang had already made preparations, as the Supre Divine Power of Daoism was re-engaged.
"Yin-Yang Confluence, Celestial Star Fall!"
Suddenly, countless teors appeared in the sky.
These teors carried an imnse destructive force and fell straight into the Three Talents Great Array.
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son’s Demonic Qi had already transford into longswords, which charged at the teors.
After the collision, the ensuing power was imnse.
"Boom!"
The strong impact caused great turbulence in the Three Talents Formation, yet it did not lead to its annihilation.
Wang Yang chuckled: "Holy Son, indeed a good thod. Didn’t expect even this couldn’t break your defense."
"Wang Yang, you’re stalling for ti, trying to exhaust my power!"
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son realized Wang Yang’s strategy, while Wang Yang indeed intended to do just that.
If they drained the Demon Clan’s Holy Son’s power, he would no longer be a threat, but unfortunately, this idea seed sowhat unrealistic.
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son sneered: "Trying to exhaust my power, Wang Yang, can you really endure?"
Then the Demon Clan’s Holy Son retreated, and his Demonic Qi surged again.
Clearly, he had lost patience and didn’t want to be embroiled with Wang Yang here.
"You are strong, but not my match, Holy Son."
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son’s eyes revealed dark clouds that shot out, covering all light.
"This is bad, can’t see anything. What does the Demon Clan’s Holy Son intend?"
Emperor and others furrowed their brows. These clouds blocked all light and their Divine Sense exploration.
Invisible to the naked eye, even Divine Sense could not explore.
Thus, they could not know what was happening within.
"Why is the Holy Son doing this? Is he afraid his body would weaken and thus be discovered by outsiders?"
Wang Yang chuckled, even while saying this, he didn’t know why the other party acted this way.
"Haven’t you realized I have one technique I haven’t used yet?"
The Demon Clan’s Holy Son subtly smirked.
Wang Yang had already anticipated and surely knew what the opponent hadn’t used, it’s the Blood Spirit!
Symbiotic Blood Spirit holds irreplaceable importance for the Demon Clan, being the most crucial aspect of their divine power.
If a Demon Clan mber doesn’t use the Symbiotic Blood Spirit, it’s not their pinnacle.
Dragging until now was because the Demon Clan’s Holy Son knew the Symbiotic Blood Spirit must be used at the most crucial mont. Otherwise, it would simply increase consumption.
"Looks like the Holy Son is planning to get serious, but I hope he understands that since I dared to enter, I’m also confident to... execute the Holy Son!"
Flas appeared in Wang Yang’s eyes, which was the Daoist Sect’s Supre Fire Technique, the Samadhi True Fire!
These flas erupted from his eyes, swirling around the Demon Clan’s Holy Son, but behind the Demon Clan’s Holy Son suddenly appeared a figure.
This figure had two horns on his head, standing five yards tall!
Most importantly, it was ethereal and carried a bloody scent.
This was the Demon Clan’s Holy Son’s Symbiotic Blood Spirit, the Mara celestial Phenonon, also the Holy Son’s trump card.
Using the Symbiotic Blood Spirit at this mont clearly indicated a resolve for the kill.
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