Chapter 104: Zhao Mingyue’s Death

Chapter 104: Zhao Mingyue's Demise

Seeing Zhang Yuhe’s current form, Wu Tian was overjoyed, then gnashed his teeth and said, “So it’s you! This time, let’s see where you can run.”

In his opinion, unexpectedly encountering Zhang Yuhe was definitely a great gain.

They had set up traps many times, wanting to eliminate Zhang Yuhe, this future problem.

However, due to various accidents, they had never succeeded.

Wu Tian didn't believe that Zhang Yuhe could escape again this time.

In the previous few times, Zhang Yuhe had escaped because he had set up temporary teleportation arrays in the wilderness in advance.

Wu Tian thought, now that Zhang Yuhe was inside Dingzhou City, he couldn't possibly be setting up teleportation arrays everywhere outside, right?

As long as there was no help from teleportation arrays, he was confident he could hunt Zhang Yuhe down to his death.

Moreover, they were so close now. Even if there were teleportation arrays nearby, he wouldn't give Zhang Yuhe a chance to teleport away.

Zhang Yuhe completely ignored Wu Tian’s bluster.

He looked at Zhao Mingyue beside him.

Although he had never seen her in person, he could recognize at a glance that this woman, who looked remarkably similar to Ming Yuefei, must be Zhao Mingyue, the Demon God Sect Leader herself.

This beautiful woman was a great disaster; she had to be killed first.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuhe pointed a finger at Zhao Mingyue.

A colossal illusory finger appeared out of thin air, slowly pressing down on Zhao Mingyue, completely immobilizing her.

Zhao Mingyue's face instantly paled, and she was utterly unable to move.

“With me here, how dare you act so presumptuously!”

Seeing Zhang Yuhe ignore his presence and directly attack Zhao Mingyue, Wu Tian became furious.

“This is not putting me in his eyes!”

He struck back with a palm, aiming at the illusory finger.

However, Zhang Yuhe immediately followed up with a punch.

The enormous fist-shadow, emanating nine-colored light, surged like an overwhelming tide directly towards Wu Tian.

Wu Tian’s heart tightened.

Seeing Zhang Yuhe's mighty fist-shadow, he dared not be careless and had no choice but to abandon his rescue of Zhao Mingyue.

At the same time, he flipped his palm, and his palm-shadow met the fist-shadow, instantly resulting in a violent collision.

Boom…

A violent shockwave swept outwards.

The defensive light barrier that had just risen over Dingzhou City was instantly shattered by the impact of their collision.

Not only that, the shockwave raged through Dingzhou City, and a large number of buildings were instantly flattened.

Countless Cultivators in the city were completely annihilated before they even understood what was happening.

At the moment the fist-shadow and palm-shadow collided, Zhang Yuhe continuously retreated.

He retreated several thousand miles before slowly stabilizing his body.

Wu Tian, however, only swayed twice in place and did not retreat a single step.

A Great Ascension Late Stage Demon Race Cultivator, his strength was terrifying.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuhe's heart trembled.

Although he had escaped from Wu Tian twice before, he had never underestimated this person's strength.

However, the result of their first head-on confrontation still greatly surprised him.

Zhang Yuhe had not expected Wu Tian's strength to be so formidable.

Even with his full power, using his self-created Galactic Divine Dragon Fist, he still couldn't withstand a casual palm strike from Wu Tian.

The disparity in their strength was surprisingly vast.

However, thankfully, Zhao Mingyue, that woman, was finally dead.

Because Zhang Yuhe attacked with full force, Wu Tian dared not be careless.

He gave up on rescuing Zhao Mingyue.

The illusory finger pressed directly onto Zhao Mingyue's head.

Golden light completely enveloped her.

Almost instantly, Zhao Mingyue's beautiful face rapidly aged.

Then, her entire being turned into ash and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time,

In various hidden locations throughout Yu Fan Heaven, over a thousand women who resembled Zhao Mingyue also silently vanished.

Zhao Mingyue, the leader of the Demon God Sect, a generation's hero who had dominated Yu Fan Heaven for twenty thousand years, thus fell at Zhang Yuhe's hands.

Who told her to show her face?

Even though Zhao Mingyue had a Body Integration Great Perfection cultivation, she couldn't even withstand a single finger from Zhang Yuhe.

Below Mahayana, all are ants—this saying was not just idle talk.

“Die for me!”

Seeing Zhao Mingyue perish beside him, Wu Tian roared in fury.

It was too humiliating.

He had not expected Zhang Yuhe to dare to kill someone right in front of him, and succeed at that.

Wu Tian’s figure flickered, carrying boundless rage, as he swiftly charged towards Zhang Yuhe.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuhe dared not be careless.

He waved his right hand, and nine Flying Swords spun, rapidly forming layers of Sword Qi light barriers, protecting him in the center of the light barrier.

Boom…

A colossal palm, reaching to the heavens, instantly struck the Sword Qi light barrier, emitting an earth-shattering roar.

The Sword Qi light barrier trembled violently, and it took a while to return to calm.

Zhang Yuhe retreated again.

By now, he was already ten thousand miles away from Dingzhou City.

Seeing that Zhang Yuhe's surrounding Sword Qi light barrier was still intact, Wu Tian was somewhat surprised.

This time, he had attacked with full force, yet he still hadn't broken Zhang Yuhe's defense.

Despite this, Wu Tian remained full of confidence.

His Great Ascension Late Stage cultivation was the source of his self-assurance.

In his opinion,

Although Zhang Yuhe's Sword Qi defense was quite extraordinary, it couldn't possibly withstand his attacks indefinitely.

No matter how hard the turtle shell, he was confident he could smash it open.

Wu Tian conjured a jet-black long rod.

Endless Devilish Qi surged from the long rod.

High Grade Spirit Treasure, Celestial Demon Rod.

This was a heavy-type Spirit Treasure, and once fully unleashed, its power was extremely terrifying, specializing in breaking various defensive Divine Abilities.

As the Devilish Qi was infused, the Hantian Rod rapidly grew, soon becoming like a mountain, obscuring half the sky.

Wu Tian waved his large hand, and the Hantian Rod, carrying endless pressure, swiftly smashed towards Zhang Yuhe.

The Hantian Rod tore through the sky, completely rending the Void Realm.

Seeing such a sight, Zhang Yuhe no longer dared to hold back anything.

Holding back now would be seeking death.

Zhang Yuhe roared loudly, “Primordial Unity!”

As the Primordial Unity Divine Power was activated, Zhang Yuhe's aura rapidly ascended.

A powerful aura swept across several hundred thousand miles.

At this moment, his aura was not inferior to Wu Tian's in the slightest, and was even slightly stronger.

The surviving Cultivators in Dingzhou City were instantly pressed to the ground by this terrifying aura.

“I need to finish this quickly,” Zhang Yuhe muttered to himself.

The Primordial Unity Divine Power not only brought him immense strength, but also caused the magical power in his Dantian to deplete at an extremely fast rate.

Any increase in strength does not come without cause.

The law of conservation of energy is also effective in the cultivation world, just understood differently.

Zhang Yuhe estimated that even with his Dantian like a sea, he might not last half an incense stick of time.

If he couldn't end the battle within half an incense stick of time, then he could only wait for death.

Thinking this, Zhang Yuhe swiftly threw a punch.

The fist-shadow, gleaming with nine-colored light, rapidly smashed towards the Hantian Rod.

Boom…

The colossal sound of the collision silenced the heavens and earth.

Mountains within several tens of thousands of miles were directly flattened by the immense shockwave, like sand sculptures on a beach.

The colossal Celestial Demon Rod rapidly shrunk, returning to its normal appearance.

Wu Tian waved his large hand, catching the Celestial Demon Rod back into his hand.

The Hantian Rod, carrying immense impact, caused him to retreat several thousand miles.