"Indeed, no one can withstand this blow, a supre demonic artifact, too powerful, even if only one ten-thousandth of its strength is activated, it's not sothing a Divine Transformation Cultivator can resist," said a genius watching the battle in this Heavenly Domain, shaking his head.
"Eh, him!" Suddenly, soone cried out in surprise.
"No one can kill , a supre demonic artifact is nothing more than this; is this all you can muster?" A stern voice ca from within the blood fog, and in an instant, the blood fog gathered, revealing Yang Ji's figure completely unhard.
Having withstood that strike, he felt greatly assured, knowing that though Mo Wudao could suppress him, he couldn't crush him.
"This is, the fully-realized Immortal Body, my God! He actually possesses a fully-realized Immortal Body, without a split-second gap, capable of instant restoration!" Everyone was shocked once again.
The Immortal Body, also known as the Great Dao Body, requires endless Dao energy, infinite ti to nourish, and slowly refine to form.
Typically, only those in the Mahayana Realm can possess a fully-realized Immortal Body.
Divine Transformation Cultivators absorb Dao energy and transform their physical bodies into the Great Dao Body. Although they also initially possess the Immortal Body, compared to the fully-realized Immortal Body, the difference is like heaven and earth, the gap too vast, too imnse.
To end up as blood fog like this, typically, a Divine Transformation Cultivator can only face a tragic death, how could they still stand and talk?
"Immortal Body? Insects!" Mo Wudao's expression was as cold as it could be, as he swung the Bridge of Life and Death down again.
Yang Ji roared angrily, exerting all his might, and threw another punch, but with a bang, he was violently blasted apart again.
"Ghosts summon souls wavering, on the Bridge of Life and Death is the path of reincarnation!" Mo Wudao once again activated the Bridge of Life and Death, its light flashed, and on its body, the black and white colors transford into two figures wearing tall hats with ferocious faces and skeletal forms, the black-and-white judges of Hell.
Wielding ghostly whips, before Yang Ji could regenerate, they lashed towards his blood fog, and astonishingly, they locked onto his soul.
Right after, the Bridge of Life and Death extended beneath the feet of the ghostly judges, as they sought to push Yang Ji onto the bridge and send him into reincarnation.
"Who can grasp reincarnation and life, who can determine life and death destiny? My Primordial Spirit is undying, my body is indomitable; dare you decide my life and death, judge my rebirth?" Yang Ji let out a low howl.
Suddenly, behind his Primordial Spirit, eighteen Undying Holy Lights manifested, bursting forth with endless pure Yang power, instantly shattering the ghostly whips and scattering the ghostly judges.
As his body regenerated in an instant, his eyes even shot out Yin Yang Energies, a Primordial Spirit Killing Move fully activated by his Primordial Spirit, causing even Mo Wudao to slightly change color.
Yet, when the Yin Yang Energies invaded his sea of consciousness, they were blocked by a semi-transparent ancient bell. With a clang of the bell, they dispersed.
"A Superior Dao Artifact, the Soul-Protecting Bell?" Yang Ji's pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but sink in mood.
Mo Wudao, truly a descendant of the Demon Ancestor, possessed such profound resources, even had an ancient bell to protect his soul; Yang Ji's Primordial Spirit Killing Move was utterly futile against him.
"Insects, you've surprised !" Mo Wudao's expression shifted briefly, showing a trace of agitation, then his killing intent surged greatly, "Insect, let's see how many tis your body can recover!"
"Kill!" Yang Ji had no more words, knowing Mo Wudao had used up all his trump cards and was now out of options against him.
Although he was in harmony with the Bridge of Life and Death, his ability to wield such power from a supre demonic artifact with the cultivation of a Divine Transformation, was already at its limit.
At this mont, Yang Ji's heart was steadfast, confirming that Mo Wudao couldn't kill him or suppress him.
With this, even if he couldn't achieve the first true inheritance, but this true inheritance...
He, Yang Ji, had it set in stone, even if an Immortal King ca, they couldn't stop him!
"To death!" Mo Wudao roared furiously, driving the Bridge of Life and Death, locking down vast expanses of space and ti, fiercely bombarding Yang Ji.
Bang!
Explosion!
Bang!
Another explosion.
Ti and again, the two collided.
Their ferocity shook heaven and earth, attracting more and more geniuses who heard the sounds and gathered around.
"This, damn, is really twisted. Even the big guy can't kill him? How can his Primordial Spirit and body be so strong? If we were to withstand such a hit, wouldn't we be imdiately soul-shattered? Deader than dead?" Xing Xiong and others, coming out of nowhere, were greatly alard upon witnessing the scene.
"Freak! This guy is a real freak, and he's gotten stronger!" Xu Yan rushed over from the horizon, seeing Yang Ji battling with Mo Wudao, his eyes nearly popping out.
"This guy, I thought he was too timid to go in just now, how co he's so ferocious now? Whose subordinate is he, no, which world's genius?" The burly giant holding the Overlord Hamr was speechless with shock.
The other geniuses from various clans, upon seeing this scene, felt not only shock but also a sinking feeling.
The power of both Yang Ji and Mo Wudao exceeded their expectations.
"Many Dao friends, this person is a Heavenly Demon, a common enemy of all the forces of the Myriad Clans. Please join hands to slay him," Yang Ji said while battling, also sensing the powerful presences around him.
"Hmph! You expect us to help? What a clever sche. Although Mo Wudao is strong, he has sworn on his Demon Soul that his purpose here is not to achieve the true inheritance, but specifically to hunt down the geniuses of your Taichu World. We have no conflict of interest with him," said the genius of the Yaksha Clan coldly.
"No conflict of interest? He has monopolized an inheritance of the Quasi-Imperial Monarch, isn't that a huge conflict of interest? Let's join hands to slay him, and I swear on my Primordial Spirit, we will all comprehend the inheritance together," Yang Ji said solemnly.
"Insect! You're courting death!" Enraged by these words, Mo Wudao lifted the Bridge of Life and Death and fiercely smashed it down on Yang Ji, blasting him apart three tis in a flash; utterly invincible, hardly anyone could withstand his attack.
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