Outside the Sacred Palace.
Mo Tao shattered the Space Lock Formation with a wave of his hand.
The Boundary Emperors of the human race had suffered heavy casualties. No one was his match.
Only Yang Kun and the pure-blooded Demon King could barely resist.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Yang Kun unleashed all the power in his body and even burned his essence blood to block Mo Tao's attack. He only wanted to buy time for the pure-blooded Demon King.
"Die."
Mo Tao pointed his finger and hit the Void Barrier in front of Yang Kun. There was a deafening sound.
Crack!
However, what made everyone tremble was that Yang Kun actually managed to block it.
There was a flaming token in Yang Kun's hand.
That was … the Heavenly Fire Token.
"I'd like to see how many times your Heavenly Fire Token can block my attacks."
Mo Tao sneered and pointed his finger several times. Each finger contained the power of the Saint Realm.
In the sky, densely packed finger lights crisscrossed together, whistling through the air.
Seeing this, Yang Kun's face turned pale. He shook his head and sighed.
"This is all I can help you with."
Not far behind Yang Kun, the pure-blooded Demon King's body surged with pure blood. In a flash, he transformed into his true form.
A tall and powerful pure-blooded Demon King appeared in front of everyone.
Roar!
A third eye appeared on the pure-blooded Demon King's forehead.
Whoosh!
A terrifying red light shot out from the third eye.
In an instant, the world lost its color. The entire Sacred Realm seemed to be in a scorching storm.
Boom!
The densely packed finger lights landed on Yang Kun's Heavenly Fire Token and instantly shattered it.
As for Yang Kun, he was also shaken by the powerful force and flew backward.
All the bones in his body shattered. He lay on the ground and spat out blood.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the pure-blooded Demon King's transformation, Mo Tao's eyes shone with golden light. He stepped forward and arrived in front of Yang Kun.
"Die."
Yang Kun had stopped him time and time again, which made Mo Tao very unhappy. He wanted to kill him while he was at it.
"Scram."
The pure-blooded Demon King attacked. He unsealed the inheritance memories that had been sealed for countless years, as well as the legendary talent power.
He opened his bloody mouth and spat out scorching flames.
On his forehead, the third eye opened and released a brilliant light.
Two completely different types of energy intertwined, causing everyone to tremble in fear.
Boom!
The pure-blooded Fey Monarch saved Yang Kun from Mo Tao.
He glared angrily at Mo Tao, abnormally furious.
"As I said before, if you become my servant and fight alongside me, I guarantee that you will enter the Saint Realm in the future."
The pure-blooded demon monarch's bloodline made Mo Tao invite him again.
However, he was mercilessly rejected by the pure-blooded demon king.
"You are courting death."
Mo Tao gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.
Whoosh!
He pointed out a finger, shaking heaven and earth.
Crack!
The finger light clashed with the resplendent light and exploded. The pure-blooded Fiend King only took a few steps back.
This scene caused Mo Tao to be a little surprised.
"Interesting."
Mo Tao seemed to have discovered the pure-blooded Demon Monarch's secret. He licked his dry lips and opened his hand, grabbing at the pure-blooded Demon Monarch.
The pure-blooded Demon Monarch had rejected his invitation twice. According to Mo Tao's personality, he would definitely kill him.
But now, Mo Tao changed his mind.
Suppress!
He wanted to capture the pure-blooded Demon Monarch alive.
The two consecutive attacks were blocked by the pure-blooded Demon Monarch.
Finally, Mo Tao became serious.
"Stupid natives, you have completely infuriated me.
Next, I'll let you know how strong a Saint Stage expert is. "
The Saint Realm could not be humiliated.
Especially in a small place like the Primordial Chaos, where a mere Quasi-emperor blocked his attack.
This made Mo Tao lose face.
"Rise."
He opened his hands, and beams of sword light quickly condensed in the void.
The densely packed sword light emitted a deafening sword cry. Within the sword body, there was an unimaginable power.
"Is this the power of the Saint Realm?"
The pure-blooded Demon Monarch was somewhat desperate.
He had unsealed the seal and released the power that he could not control.
He had tried his best.
He could only blame Mo Tao for being too strong.
A Saint Realm expert was not someone he could match.
He turned his head and glanced at the Sacred Palace with his scarlet eyes.
"This is all I can help you with."
The pure-blooded Demon Monarch muttered to himself.
Then, he gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a crazy decision.
Buzz!
He stomped his foot, and his huge body soared into the sky. With an unyielding will, he crashed into Mo Tao.
He chose a method that would hurt both sides and force Mo Tao to retreat.
Bang!
The power of the Saint Realm completely erupted.
He suppressed the pure-blooded Demon Monarch with a casual kick.
At this moment, the entire Sacred Realm, and even every corner of the Primordial Chaos, all living beings felt fear from the depths of their Primordial Spirits.
At the peak of the Human Race's Ancestral Mountain, the Supreme Rule Power appeared and condensed into a huge face.
Buzz!
An invisible pressure came from all directions, trying to force Mo Tao's Saint Realm power back.
"Hmph."
Mo Tao snorted. He was a Saint Realm expert. How could a mere broken Supreme Rule force him back? How ridiculous.
Rip!
The Supreme Rule Power suppressed Mo Tao's Saint Realm power, but it could not completely disintegrate it.
This caused the crowd to feel despair.
Including the Quasi-emperors, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, waiting for death to come.
"You are too weak."
Mo Tao looked down with his hands behind his back, looking down at the living beings below.
"My son died here. Then, all of you will be buried with him."
Then, Mo Tao flicked his finger, and a Quasi-emperor died.
"Let's start with you."
He had cultivated for countless years, and only his son was left.
He valued his son too much, and he even gave him the Coiling Dawn Spear.
But his son died mysteriously.
How could he not be angry?
He sucked with his hand, and the Coiling Dawn Spear suddenly appeared in his right hand.
He held the Coiling Dawn Spear with one hand and kept pointing with the other.
Every time he pointed, a Quasi-emperor would die.
Roar!
This was the unyielding will of all living beings.
They were desperate and angry.
At this moment, no one could save the Primordial Chaos.
"Hahaha."
Mo Tao laughed crazily. He enjoyed the pleasure of killing weak martial artists.
After killing more than 20 Quasi-emperors in a row, Mo Tao targeted the Little Mouse and the others.
The Five Tyrants of Jade Mountain stood in front of the Sacred Palace, their faces twisted in pain.
"Die."
At this moment, Mo Tao pointed with five fingers.
"Not good."
The little mouse cursed inwardly.
Xiao Huang, Xiao Hai, Pangolin, and the old faker were also shocked.
The pure-blooded Beast King closed his eyes in pain.
No one thought that the five of them could survive.
"Damn it, I can't accept this."
"Boss will avenge us."
They couldn't move at all, and they could only face death calmly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Five rays of finger light pierced through the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye and appeared in front of the five of them.
They were only one step away from death.
However —
With a boom, a terrifying aura soared into the sky from the Sacred Palace.
Rip!
This aura was so powerful that it even overturned the indestructible Sacred Palace.
Rumble!
Vast power surged into the sky from the Sacred Palace.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was puzzled and looked up.
In just an instant, a vast amount of energy had gathered in the sky. These energies were fusing at an extremely fast speed.
"Look, what's that?"
It was unknown who cried out in alarm.
Immediately, the others noticed this.
In the sky, the vast black power and white power merged and complemented each other in the shape of a Yin-Yang fish.
Yin and Yang rotated, and there was a thumb-sized hole in the middle.
"Yin-Yang Origin, that's Yin-Yang Origin!"
Yang Kun shouted excitedly.
When Yin and Yang Origin merged, it would condense into Yin-Yang Origin.
Yin-Yang Origin was the symbol of a Yin-Yang Origin Realm expert.
The stronger the Yin-Yang Origin was, the more powerful one was.
"Could it be …"
The pure-blooded Beast King opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
His guess was right. Fang Chen really used the Will of All Demons and Beings to refine the Yin-Yang Origin.
Dong! Dong!
Dong! The huge Yin-Yang fish rotated slowly in the sky, and an aura comparable to that of a Saint spread out.
"This aura doesn't seem like Stage Two. Could it be the legendary Stage Three?"
"Gosh, how powerful is the Yin-Yang Origin?"
Yang Kun was shocked.
At this moment, in the Sacred Palace.
Fang Chen, who was unconscious, suddenly woke up.
Rip!
The moment he woke up, the terrifying Yin-Yang Origin in the sky was instantly absorbed into his body.
Then, he felt a strong pressure around him, which came from the supreme laws.
Weng!
The power in his body gradually calmed down, and his cultivation returned to the level of a Quasi-emperor.
"Although it's incomplete, it still has a strong binding power."
Fang Chen muttered.
Mo Tao was an example. Someone as strong as a Saint was still suppressed to the level of a Quasi-emperor. It was just that the might of a Saint was hard to suppress.
"It's a blessing in disguise."
After being invaded by the Will of All Demons, his Primordial Spirit was almost completely corrupted.
At the critical moment of life and death, a change occurred, and the Will of All Beings evolved, which was the so-called white substance.
The black substance and the white substance complemented each other.
Using Fang Chen's body as a medium, they quickly fused together, helping Fang Chen refine the Yin-Yang Origin.
He looked at his Yin-Yang Origin.
"Stage Four?"
Fang Chen had a certain understanding of the Yin-Yang Origin.
In ancient times, the Yin-Yang Origin was divided into three stages.
The first stage was the most common, the second stage was the prodigy, and the third stage was extremely rare.
However, the Yin-Yang Origin that he condensed from the Will of All Beings and the Will of All Beings was beyond this category.
If there had to be a classification.
Then, his Yin-Yang Origin should be unique and should be at the fourth stage.
Fang Chen clenched his fists, feeling excited.
Stage Four! Even in ancient times, only someone had condensed it.
"Before I fell into a coma, my strength had already reached the level of a Saint. Now that I've refined the Yin-Yang Origin, my strength has skyrocketed. It should be easy to deal with Mo Tao."
Just as he was thinking, he sensed the tragic battle outside the Sacred Palace.
In the square, corpses were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers.
Even his wife, Star and Moon, and three children were injured to varying degrees.
Little Mouse and the other pure-blooded Monster Kings were also suppressed.
He was furious.