Chapter 352: Ancient God Emperor Saves the Day

Chapter 352: Ancient God Emperor Saves the Day

"Such a terrifying aura. Even separated by an infinite distance, and even though it was fleeting, it still made me feel a trembling from my very Soul. What kind of powerhouse could unleash such a terrifying aura?"

Blood Emperor punched Li Pangtian, sending him flying. His expression was incredibly ugly. Most crucially, he did not know whether the owner of this aura was friend or foe.

If it were an enemy, he might not be a match for them.

Li Pangtian and the others also began to feel puzzled, involuntarily looking toward the direction from which the aura came, very curious about who the owner of this aura could be.

However, Blood Emperor did not give Li Pangtian and the others a chance. After knocking Li Pangtian away, he struck with lethal intent without hesitation. The next second, countless blood-red beams of light shot out from behind Blood Emperor.

Previously, with the help of the Ancient Desolate Bell, Li Pangtian could barely block them, but now, without the help of the Ancient Desolate Bell, it would be a pipe dream for Li Pangtian to block them.

"I'm finished!"

But just as Li Pangtian desperately closed his eyes, the anticipated pain did not descend.

"What!"

As Blood Emperor's voice of utter shock rang out, Li Pangtian couldn't help but open his eyes. He saw that the long-missing Wu Yifan had arrived in front of him at some unknown time, manipulating the Ancient Desolate Bell to block all of Blood Emperor's attacks.

"Are you alright?"

Wu Yifan turned his head to look at Li Pangtian, his tone carrying a trace of an attitude that even Li Pangtian felt unable to reach.

Although the current Wu Yifan was still Wu Yifan, after Awakening the memories of the Ancient God Emperor, Wu Yifan's own personality would inevitably be influenced, and it was very normal for some slight changes to occur.

However, Wu Yifan did not intend to cut ties with his current life; after all, he quite enjoyed this kind of life. Furthermore, he always felt that the Great-Grandfather in his memories was not simple.

"I'm fine. Holy Son Yifan, have you condensed the Ancient Desolate Dao Body?"

Li Pangtian shook his head, stood up, and looked at Wu Yifan, his tone filled with a trace of excitement.

Hearing this, Wu Yifan's expression remained as calm as before, and he nodded.

"Mm, I luckily condensed the Ancient Desolate Dao Body. So, leave everything that follows to me."

After Wu Yifan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Blood Emperor, whose face was extremely grave not far away.

For some reason, Blood Emperor felt a terrifying threat from Wu Yifan. One must know that Wu Yifan was only at the Immortal Emperor Early Stage. Although he possessed the Ancient Desolate Dao Body, it was only in its juvenile form, and Li Pangtian also only had the juvenile form of the Ancient Desolate Dao Body. How could Wu Yifan possibly be his match?

Li Pangtian also thought of this, so he hurriedly spoke up.

"Holy Son Yifan, you must not force it. Blood Emperor's strength far exceeds your imagination. Only if we join forces might we be able to defeat him."

"No need, Holy Lord, just leave it to me."

Wu Yifan did not turn his head, his tone remained calm, and he did not hold the God Realm Middle Stage Blood Emperor before him in any regard.

Let alone the God Realm Middle Stage, even the God Realm Peak was, in Wu Yifan's eyes, nothing more than an existence that could be killed in one move. Based on Wu Yifan's insights from his past life, unless it was a True God, nothing could pose a threat to the current Wu Yifan.

Upon hearing this, although Li Pangtian wanted to take action, for some reason, a voice came from deep within his heart: trust Wu Yifan, believe he can do it.

Under the temptation of this voice, Li Pangtian could only forcibly suppress the thought of taking action. Regardless, his cultivation was right there; if Wu Yifan was not a match, he could still step in to help at the first opportunity.

As for Blood Emperor, after hearing Wu Yifan's words, he laughed in extreme anger.

"Hahaha, young man, don't be too arrogant. Why not join my Blood Soul Gate? My Blood Soul Gate can be considered one of the top forces in the entire Divine Realm. With your talent, if you can join the Blood Soul Gate, I can recommend you; perhaps I can even make you a Personal Disciple of Lord Blood God!"

Upon seeing Wu Yifan, Blood Emperor was moved. Regarding Wu Yifan's talent, if he could recruit Wu Yifan into the Blood Soul Gate, he himself would receive huge benefits as Wu Yifan's recommender, rising to the top in one step.

Most importantly, he could tell that Wu Yifan was currently less than ten thousand years old. Such talent, I'm afraid, would count as a top Genius even in the Divine Realm.

Not far away, Xue Yuan's expression appeared extremely grave after seeing Wu Yifan. He had not expected that Wu Yifan, whom he could easily crush when they first met, had now grown to this extent. Was even his father going to recruit him into the Blood Soul Gate?

But Xue Yuan did not stand out to speak; after all, the current scene was not something he could interfere with. If he said the wrong thing, he would be the first to die.

As Blood Emperor spoke, Li Pangtian and the others couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

But Wu Yifan shook his head without hesitation and scoffed, saying.

"A mere Blood Soul Gate? Let alone the Blood Soul Gate, even if it were your Sect Leader, the Blood God, I would not agree to let him become my Disciple."

"You are courting death!"

Blood Emperor's expression was extremely furious. Lord Blood God was a supreme, inviolable existence in his heart; he absolutely could not allow anyone to insult Lord Blood God.

In addition, from Wu Yifan's tone, he could also tell that only one kind of relationship could exist with Wu Yifan: hostility. Enemies should be strangled in the cradle.

Most importantly, given Wu Yifan's talent, he was truly afraid. An Immortal Emperor under ten thousand years old, plus the Ancient Desolate Dao Body—if given time, he might truly be able to pose a threat to the Blood Soul Gate.

Thinking of this, Blood Emperor did not say another word and charged at Wu Yifan. In just an instant, he arrived in front of Wu Yifan and brought his blade down toward him.

Li Pangtian and the others saw this scene, their hearts leaping into their throats. But the next second, they saw Wu Yifan calmly extend two fingers, steadily catching Blood Emperor's blade.

"Is this all the strength you have? If you don't use your true ability, then you can be on your way."

"What!"

Blood Emperor's eyes were full of disbelief. If the previous strike had been against an Early Stage God, he would likely have been able to kill them in one blow. Blood Emperor had completely not expected that Wu Yifan would be able to catch it with such a light, indifferent, and even casual attitude.

Then, just how powerful was Wu Yifan's true strength?

Thinking of this, Blood Emperor's heart was already so fearful that he dared not speculate. Li Pangtian and the others, meanwhile, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, their hearts stirred with excitement for Wu Yifan.

It was just that Li Pangtian was a bit puzzled and confused: clearly, both he and Wu Yifan had the juvenile form of the Ancient Desolate Dao Body, so why was Wu Yifan's performance so much stronger than his?