Chapter 1537 Who dares to hurt my brother Ye!

“As expected of our Divine Court’s Sacred Artifact, it’s truly too powerful…”

“Long live the Divine Court! Long live Lord Divine Emperor!”

“May the Lord God protect us! Long live the Divine Court!”

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Divine Court was overjoyed, continuously letting out excited shouts.

Meanwhile, those from the Blood Clan felt the dense Holy Light from the Crown of Thorns, and each of them trembled, their eyes filled with fear.

The Divine Court before was already something they couldn't contend with, and now with an additional Sacred Artifact, it was likely that the Dark World would truly be annihilated in the future.

The most crucial point was that the two sides were completely irreconcilable; even if they wanted to surrender or yield, it would be impossible. The final outcome could only be death.

“Ignorant Huaxia people, do you see the Lord God’s power now?” Adams said with an arrogant expression, “Surrender now and tell me the secret of the Holy Light, and I can spare your life.”

Ye Bufan, however, shook his head, “You’re thinking too much. A broken hat like yours cannot make me surrender.”

“Young man, how dare you insult my Divine Court’s Sacred Artifact.”

Adams was furious. He raised his hand and gently waved it, and a ball of Holy Light immediately roared towards Ye Bufan.

At this moment, his cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Emperor Rank, a significant increase in Rank compared to before. He could harm people with every move.

Moreover, he had noticed earlier that this Young man was immune to Divine Court spells, and the simpler and more direct methods were more effective.

“Then let’s do it again!”

Ye Bufan’s figure flickered, using Instant Movement again, and the Dragonfang in his hand brought forth a sky full of blade light as it slashed down.

On the other side, Situ Dianmo did not hesitate and also launched an attack. The two once again fought together.

“Overestimating yourselves!”

Facing their attacks, Adams’ face flashed with disdain, and he casually sent out two Holy Light Orbs.

Due to the close distance and the large diameter of the Holy Light Orbs, which were tens of meters in size, the two were completely unable to dodge and could only confront them head-on.

Ye Bufan consecutively punched the Holy Light Orb several times, then used the反震 (recoil) force to retreat. Even so, he was still shaken, his Qi and blood churning, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Having reached the Late Stage of the Emperor Rank, the density of the Holy Light was dozens of times stronger than before. The true Qi in his body couldn't be absorbed quickly enough, and its power was not something his current cultivation could contend with.

Situ Dianmo on the other side was even more miserable, directly sent flying hundreds of meters away. Moreover, due to the conflicting attributes, the Holy Light directly caused a mist of blood to appear on her body surface, clearly indicating that she had been fundamentally injured.

Seeing their miserable state, Adams looked arrogant, “How about it? Still want to fight?”

“Of course, we’ll fight!”

Ye Bufan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. That last blow had ignited his Battle Intent.

He once again summoned the Heavenly Thunder Pearl, and dozens of lightning bolts intertwined, forming a large lightning net that descended over them.

Then, the Dragonfang in his hand blazed with light, and he directly charged forward.

On the other side, Situ Dianmo let out a sharp cry and also unleashed her full strength, launching a heaven-shaking strike.

Feeling the power in mid-air, the onlookers retreated one after another, all trembling and terrified.

“Don’t struggle, it’s useless.” Adams said with a look of disdain. He extended his right hand, and instantly a huge Holy Light Prison appeared, enclosing Situ Dianmo within it.

Then he waved his hand again, and two balls of Holy Light flew out. One blocked the lightning net overhead, while the other once again sent Ye Bufan flying tens of meters away.

In his opinion, the victory was now completely secured. To obtain the secret of the Holy Light, he had not delivered a killing blow.

Situ Dianmo was trapped within the Holy Light Prison. According to her past experience fighting against the Divine Emperor, she only needed a full-strength strike to break open the prison.

But this time was different. With the support of the Crown of Thorns, Adams’ cultivation had surged, and the Holy Light contained within the Holy Light Prison was simply too strong. She had struck one of the light pillars more than a dozen times in succession, yet couldn't move it even a bit.

Not only that, the Holy Light Prison was continuously shrinking, and the dense Holy Light was continuously devouring the blood Qi within her body.

If this continued, it wouldn't be long before she would be completely purified by the Holy Light.

“Dianmo…”

Ye Bufan, who had stabilized his body, instantly moved to the Holy Light Prison. He threw a punch, and his fist passed directly through the cage without any obstruction for him.

He even effortlessly entered the prison, moving in and out freely, but Situ Dianmo could not. She was firmly trapped inside, suffering immensely under the erosion of the Holy Light.

“Release her quickly!”

Ye Bufan’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared at Adams.

At this moment, he regretted it a little. He should have just killed this guy with one strike earlier, and then there wouldn't be this trouble now.

Adams had a smug look on his face, “You want me to release her? You can, but hand over the secret of the Holy Light.

Otherwise, just wait to collect her corpse!

No, I misspoke. Under the Holy Light, these dark creatures won't even leave a speck of dust, let alone a corpse.”

He now had Ye Bufan’s weakness, and he was completely fearless.

“You won’t release her, huh? Then I’ll kill you.”

Ye Bufan himself hadn't fully understood how he had drained the Holy Light on Angel Mountain, let alone explain such a thing clearly.

In the current situation, the only way to save Situ Dianmo was to kill Adams, or rather, to make him stop this spell.

Ye Bufan’s killing intent surged. He instantly moved in front of Adams again, and the Dragonfang in his hand slashed towards the top of the opponent’s head like lightning.

This time, he was truly anxious. Every second he waited, Situ Dianmo would suffer for another second. If it took too long, her life would be in danger.

“You don’t know what’s good for you!”

Adams’ expression turned cold. He raised his right hand, and a Holy Light Slash immediately shot out.

Compared to before, his Holy Light Slash this time was incredibly powerful, like a giant blade of light, carrying immense power that even caused the surrounding space to subtly tremble.

Although Ye Bufan was immune to Holy Light, the power of this Holy Light Slash was still present, and it was completely beyond what his current cultivation could withstand.

And just then, a furious roar suddenly came from the sky.

“Who dares to harm my Ye Dage!”

As soon as the voice fell, a figure had already arrived nearby. The golden staff in his hand flashed, and a golden light shot out like lightning, then transformed into a rope that tightly bound Adams.

Adams was greatly shocked. After this light lock缠绕 (entwined) him, the circulation of his Holy Light was actually affected.

He quickly and frantically activated the Crown of Thorns above his head, injecting Holy Light into his body, trying to release the light lock on him.

And Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't give him this chance, using the Divine Soul Blade again.

Although Adams had made some preparations after the last time, he still couldn't contend with the power of the Divine Soul Blade. He felt a sudden explosion in his mind, instantly losing his Divine Soul, and all the spells he had cast vanished into thin air.

At the same time, Ye Bufan instantly moved behind him again and pulled the Crown of Thorns from his head.

Everything was completed in a flash. Although Adams regained his consciousness, having lost the Sacred Artifact, the Crown of Thorns, his strength immediately reverted to its original state.