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Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun immediately wielded the weapon in his hand.
His eyes blazed with determination as he charged forward, unleashing his full power.
The two opponents exchanged glances, momentarily taken aback by his sudden ferocity.
“Is he really planning to fight us to the death?” one of them questioned, disbelief evident in their voice.
But Tan Yun was undeterred.
With a fierce roar, he activated the primordial chaos dominance body, his strength surging to new heights.
The ground trembled beneath him as he unleashed his sword aura, filling the air with a sharp, gleaming light.
“Let’s see how long you can last!” he shouted, his voice echoing like thunder.
The atmosphere crackled with tension as the two opponents prepared to counter his attack.
Tan Yun knew this was a gamble, but he was determined to turn the tide in his favor.
He focused all his energy, ready to execute the primordial divine step and evade their counter-attacks.
In the heat of battle, he felt a surge of adrenaline, pushing him beyond his limits.
This was not just a fight for survival; it was a battle for honor and strength.
He would not back down, no matter the odds stacked against him.
As he launched himself towards his enemies, the air shimmered around him, a testament to his unwavering resolve.
“Come at me!” Tan Yun roared again, his spirit ablaze with ferocity.
He was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
“You’re overestimating yourself!”
With a height of eighteen thousand zhang, Zhao Yuanlong flipped his Divine Spear, letting it fly like a nimble poisonous snake, piercing into Tan Yun's abdomen, a crimson trail of blood following as it exited through his back!
“Ah! I’m not willing… I’m not willing!”
Tan Yun was impaled by Zhao Yuanlong's Divine Spear, letting out a deafening roar.
“Die, ant!”
Zhao Yuanlong cruelly twisted the spear that was lodged in Tan Yun's lower abdomen, causing blood to flow profusely.
“Puchi!”
The moment Zhao Yuanlong pulled the spear from Tan Yun’s body, Tan Yun pretended to be weak and fell towards the void.
“Puchi puchi——”
At this moment, Liu Feng, who had been rushing in from behind, unleashed a torrent of sword aura that enveloped Tan Yun's body, instantly turning flesh and blood into a gory spectacle. Except for Tan Yun's head, which remained intact, his neck was cruelly mutilated!
“Puchi!”
Liu Feng suddenly swung her sword horizontally, spraying blood as she decapitated Tan Yun’s head!
As Tan Yun's head fell into the void, Liu Feng instructed, “Zhao Junior Brother, destroy his soul fetus, keep the head. We need it to report back to Sister Mi.”
“Hahaha, no problem.”
Zhao Yuanlong laughed heartily, diving down with his Divine Spear aimed at Tan Yun’s forehead.
At this moment, both Zhao Yuanlong and Liu Feng were convinced the outcome was settled.
However, a horrifying scene occurred!
“Buzz buzz——”
In an instant, the forces of time and space within the Primordial Void shook violently. Tan Yun's blood and flesh that had scattered in the void surprisingly reassembled in reverse time, and the head that had fallen also disappeared!
In the blink of an eye, Tan Yun reappeared, whole as before, in the void behind the diving Zhao Yuanlong.
“Hmm… where is he?”
Zhao Yuanlong stared at the empty void below, his eyes wide in shock. At that moment, from his left side in the void, Liu Feng's horrified voice echoed from deep within her heart, “Junior Brother Zhao is in danger! Get away!”
As Zhao Yuanlong tried to evade, a violent killing intent swallowed him from the void behind, and before he could react, he felt a hammering blow to his back.
It was Tan Yun’s fist striking Zhao Yuanlong’s back!
“Bang—— crack!”
Instantly, the skin on Zhao Yuanlong’s back exploded, and his robust spine shattered into pieces.
“Wow——”
Zhao Yuanlong's internal organs shook violently, blood gushing from his seven orifices. As his spine crumbled, his body deflated like a punctured ball, feeling weak in all limbs. As he fell through the void, the two thousand zhang long Divine Spear slipped from his right hand.