Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"Demon-Suppressing and Heaven-Sealing Fist!"

"Holy Origin Flame!"

boom!

The two attacked almost simultaneously, striking each other from behind.

In the void, four spiritual techniques clashed, flashing with dazzling flames. However, the clash did not last long. Wang Ben was the first to be repelled. His giant fist was shattered upon contact with the Holy Source Flame, and his body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the nearby woods.

This time, Ye Mo's Sacred Source Flame was several levels more powerful than the last time, and its intention to kill Wang Ben was very clear.

Although the Holy Source Flame currently only possesses the power of the Primordial Realm, it is still enough to overwhelm Wang Ben, who is only at the Condensation Realm.

After all, the Sacred Flame is a celestial technique with the added function of burning the soul, and for a martial arts expert like Wang Ben, the soul is his greatest weakness.

Generally speaking, physical training and soul cultivation cannot be practiced simultaneously. Judging from Wang Ben's explosive muscles, he is clearly a master of physical training. If that's the case, then he must have significant deficiencies in his soul.

He could taste the soul-refining pain of the Holy Source Flame, which would be a way of repaying the price for his earlier sneak attack on her.

After dealing with Wang Ben, Ye Mo immediately turned around to look at the entanglement between the demonic fist and the wind blade in mid-air, and relaxed her body slightly.

Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual energy, those wind blades were clearly no match for the demonic fist. All that's left is to wait for them to collide and dissipate.

However, the one who unleashed this wind blade is probably only at the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, just like Jiang Yueming, so there's not much to worry about.

However, it seems that the second-grade alchemist has a good relationship with the one who sent the message. What if we anger that second-grade alchemist?

If it were a fight, Ye Mo wouldn't be afraid of anyone present, but what about the needs of these people?

One troublesome question after another flooded into Ye Mo's mind. Her brows furrowed slightly, and when she looked up at the void again, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and an incredulous look crossed her face.

The wind blades in the air were shattered by the demonic fist and turned into wisps of green mist that condensed and finally formed a huge green venomous snake. The snake opened its bloody mouth and hissed, twisting its body and attacking the demonic fist like a spring ready to be released.

Click!

The green venomous snake lunged down, piercing through the demonic fist with a single bite. Its scarlet beastly eyes locked onto Jiang Yueming, and then its snake body thrashed wildly, unleashing two large blood-red fangs as it charged straight at him.

"This...this is a spirit beast transformation!" Jiang Yueming's eyes widened rapidly as the snake shadow in his pupils grew larger, his expression tense and slightly surprised.

The so-called "spirit beast transformation" is a technique outside of independent spiritual arts, and is called a spiritual skill.

The ranking system is the same as that of spirit arts, except that at the same level, spirit arts are much more powerful than spirit spells, and they can also summon spirit beasts to fight. Under normal circumstances, the combat power of spirit beasts is higher than that of the host.

After all, they are beasts, and are naturally much stronger than ordinary humans.

However, in order to possess a spirit beast, one must open up a Soul Sea Illusion, and only the Soul Sea Illusion can accommodate spirit beasts or demon beasts.

Generally speaking, as long as a spiritual cultivator reaches the Primordial Realm, they can open up the Soul Sea Illusion.

In other words, the sable-man who made the move was already at the Ancient Realm!

"Damn it! Looks like I have no choice but to take a gamble!"

Jiang Yueming acted decisively, stomping his foot and frantically channeling his spiritual energy into the sky. His hands constantly shifted shape as he shouted, "Golden Light Realm! Holy Golden Seal! Demon-Suppressing Heaven-Sealing Fist!"

boom!

With each sharp shout from Jiang Yueming, his spiritual energy desperately condensed into various killing moves, and an extremely heavy wave of spiritual energy swept outwards.

Ye Mo noticed Jiang Yueming's actions and suddenly stopped, staring intently at the spiritual battle in mid-air.

She knew that Jiang Yueming's all-out attack was necessary because he was facing the Primordial Realm, a realm she had not yet reached. Although she had saved the girl, she had also caused a great disaster.

She wasn't confident she could escape unscathed from an opponent in the Primordial Realm. If that Primordial Realm expert found them in the way and decided to kill them, she would have a hard time protecting Jiang Yueming.

boom!

Just as Ye Mo was deep in thought, a loud bang came from beside her ears. She saw a green venomous snake, tens of meters tall, break through all of Jiang Yueming's moves in one bite and rush straight towards him. In an instant, a huge mushroom cloud rose up like a hydrogen bomb explosion, and the smoke and dust in the sky instantly obscured the view.

"Jiang..." Ye Mo's eyes quickly searched the center of the smoke and dust but she couldn't sense any trace of Jiang Yueming's presence. Her beautiful face immediately turned cold as she turned to look at the sable man not far away.

Zhao Hao immediately sensed an extremely cold and murderous aura, but when he learned the source, he was slightly taken aback and chuckled softly, "Oh, I didn't expect to find such a beautiful woman in this remote and impoverished place."

His gaze had been fixed on Ye Mo ever since it landed on her, and he couldn't take it off. Some unknown desire was driving his filthy thoughts, making his mouth dry and his patience simmer.

Beautiful! Absolutely gorgeous!

Even though her face is covered up by a dress, her sculpted features and full figure make one want to tear off the covering and admire her properly.

And those eyes, so captivating! So alluring and charming!

Zhao Hao muttered to himself for a while before suppressing his lewd smile and saying, "I heard that kid call you Ye Mo, right? Miss Ye is really beautiful."

It was rare for Zhao Hao to praise a woman, after all, given his background, what kind of woman hadn't he seen?

Upon hearing this, Huang Yuyuan became interested and turned his gaze to Ye Mo. In just a moment, he couldn't help but stand up abruptly, his eyes filled with lingering shock.

However, the strange look in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he pretended to stretch his muscles and then sat down again.

But a glint of starlight flashed in his shrewd eyes, as if he were plotting something.

Zhao Hao's praise reached her ears, but Ye Mo remained indifferent, unmoved and even inwardly giving up.

She gently raised her jade-like palm, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A blazing fire lotus slowly bloomed, and she extended a delicate finger, coldly declaring to Zhao Hao, "Since ancient times, a life for a life has been the law. Today, you will go down and confess your sins to him!"

"Oh? You're going to confess to that good-for-nothing?" Zhao Hao grinned, looking at Ye Mo with an arrogant expression.

That kid couldn't even withstand one of his moves, what else could he be but trash?

People like him, who are just troublesome ants at the bottom of society, should all die. Even if they live, they can only wash the feet of the powerful and wealthy above them.

Now that the young master has killed a mere old servant, does anyone still dare to ask the young master to go down and apologize to the old servant?

What a joke! What a huge joke!

"Enough talk, my beauty, let's see how your husband conquers you!" Zhao Hao twisted his head, stretched his body, and stood still, spouting vulgarities.

Ye Mo didn't care about Zhao Hao's suicidal words. Her red lips curled up in a rare way, with a hint of mockery in the curve: "You fatso, you're pretty brave, daring to take the Holy Source Flame head-on."

"You are the first."

"Holy Source Flame, Fire Lotus Style, Netherworld Flame Annihilation!"