Doomsday Roulette

Except for his mental strength, Ye Zhongming was in peak condition at this moment.

Such a Ye Zhongming, King Ling Kun was unaware of, but at least King Hongxiang would have to concede defeat.

This was partly due to Hongxiang just recently entering level eight and also related to the lack of level eight warriors' capabilities in the secret realm, but it at least indicated Ye Zhongming's strength to a certain extent.

Faced with the level eight Holy Maiden or Yangos, Ye Zhongming did not feel fear at all.

As soon as he made a move, the Dawn Holy Maiden sent a strong deterrent towards Ye Zhongming and the three representatives of the posthumous child.

The Holy Maiden raised her scepter, symbolizing her status, and tilted it towards the sky.

Immediately, a shower of starlight fell from the heavens.

At the same time, the voice of the Evil Dragon in dragon language flew out of its throat; obviously, a skill exclusive to the Dragon Race was brewing.

“Kill!”

Right from the start, King Hongxiang unleashed his ultimate technique, transforming his body into a beam of light that charged directly at the Holy Maiden, disregarding the falling starlight.

The Guardian of the Sacred Pool reacted quickly, his body, which was originally moving forward, strangely shrank back, and then he swung out a palm.

Ye Zhongming was familiar with this battle technique; when he first entered the secret realm and utilized the Sacred Pool to leave, the Guardian had used this move against him.

This was the Guardian's — Void Shock Battle Technique!

The Guardian of the Sacred Pool had been somewhat hasty back then, not fully unleashing its power, which allowed Ye Zhongming to survive seriously injured. But now, with the Guardian fully prepared, his palm shadow almost connected in a series, reaching the Holy Maiden instantly.

“Falling stars have emerged; I wonder when the moon will rise!”

King Ling Kun did not attack, but rather looked at the falling starlight. He pulled out something and threw it into the sky, which exploded upon contact with a starlight, forming a picture of mountain peaks.

Soul Artifact!

King Ling Kun practiced soul techniques, and this was a Soul Artifact he had created himself.

The starlight fell upon the mountain picture, silently, but it exploded into dazzling light, though temporarily blocked.

Ye Zhongming passed beneath the picture, and the Ten Thousand Layers Seal Blade Slash came crashing down.

The Holy Maiden moved, while one of the posthumous child’s members broke her attack, the other three launched a simultaneous assault, and in an instant, the Dawn Holy Maiden fell into a disadvantage.

Yet in her eyes, there was not a hint of tension, only a trace of mockery.

“Open!”

She gently uttered a word, and the previously harmless liquid, which had only dampened their clothes a little, began to explode in rapid succession.

The explosion's force was not large, but all four of them trembled almost simultaneously, their assault collapsing.

The palm shadow of the Guardian of the Sacred Pool vanished, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Following the tradition of the Guardian, he wore only a hemp robe and pants without any protection. When the liquid exploded, it was like dealing two-tier damage; the moisture that had condensed on his clothing turned into solid form again, striking the Guardian's body like bullets.

The previously exploded liquid was too much; the others were all soaked to varying degrees. These numerous wet spots were initially thought to merely delay their attacks, but who would have thought they were actually a type of damaging skill?!

King Ling Kun's Soul Artifact was also destroyed, after all, Soul Artifacts relied on the user for control. Although he wore the green battle armor gifted by Ye Zhongming, the second-tier damage from the liquid did not hit his body directly, but the shockwave still caused him to lose his balance, staggering to one knee before regaining his footing.

Looking down, he saw the green battle armor had dimmed significantly, with many dents appearing and some fine cracks forming around these depressions. A piece of green-grade battle armor was actually damaged in one hit.