Peerless God Emperor

The people of Nine Heavens City did not understand Gan Yin and Yan Zheng that well. After all, they were different from Ye Ling, the Ye Clan was a part of the Nine Heaven Immortal Country, thus, they were very familiar with each other.    

But even so, judging from their conversation just now and the powerful aura they were emitting, it was obvious that they were extraordinary characters. This was going to be a tough battle.    

Worry also cast his gaze towards the ring. It was obvious that he'd grown a bit interested in this match.    

"Bang!"    

An explosive sound reverberated as a huge pair of black wings extended from Gan Yin's back. He took to the skies, transforming into a gigantic Celestial Demon Marten, staring down at Yan Zheng. His eyes were filled with a domineering, arrogant aura, as though he disdained everything.    

"Celestial Demon Marten, a member of the Gan Clan?" Worry's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange look as he instantly recognized Gan Yin.    

"Kill!" A shrill voice came out from Gan Yin's mouth, it was as though it wasn't a human's voice, as he transformed into a black ray of light, shooting towards Yan Zheng's body. His huge black wings swept across the air, causing a wave of ice-cold astral wind, it was extremely sharp, and wherever it went, everything was torn apart.    

A black scepter appeared in his hand, as he emitted an extremely sinister aura. The scepter in his hand flew out as a dark hurricane brewed in the air, before abruptly rushing forward.    

"Boom …"    

Bang! A loud noise came out, both the black tornado and the astral wind exploded at the same time, following that, a terrifying shockwave swept out, the weaker people all had pale faces, unable to withstand the pressure.    

With a wave of his hand, a beam of divine light descended from the skies, enveloping the entire arena, isolating it from the outside world.    

"Dark Scepter, are you from the Dark God Hall?" The Darkness Palace was a great power of the Changyang Realm. It was on par with the strength of the Heavenly Demon Valley.    

And all the origin soul in the Dark Hall are Dark Scepters. As long as one sees the Dark Scepter, they would be able to guess that the person came from the Dark God Hall.    

"That's right." He was indeed a member of the Dark God Hall, but his talent wasn't that great, a bit worse than Gan Yin's. However, his cultivation time was much longer than Gan Yin's, so he was not afraid of Gan Yin.    

"I have long heard of the dark scepter's power, today I will experience its power!"    

A sharp glint of light flickered in Gan Yin's eyes. His wings were trembling, as a peerless demonic divinity directly soared through the air, appearing in front of Yan Zheng. His talons slashed apart space, aiming for Yan Zheng's body, as though he wanted to tear him apart.    

A 'chi chi' sound rang out, as a pair of pitch-black claws grabbed onto Yan Zheng's body, only to see Yan Zhen's silhouette gradually becoming illusory, before finally dissipating into thin air.    

"An afterimage?" Gan Yin's expression froze. His speed was even slower than his opponent's?    

The next moment, Yan Zheng's body appeared in another direction. The dark scepter in his hand pointed out once again, and an endless stream of dark energy, like countless dark lances, roared, all simultaneously striking out towards Gangyin. Each of these dark lances were extremely terrifying, as though they could pierce through everything.    

The entire area was covered by that black lance, and an extremely terrifying aura of darkness circulated about it. It was as though the Infernal Realm was about to completely bury Gongyin within it.    

"It's actually a dark attributed martial arts cultivator!" Qin Xuan's heart trembled. Before this, he already felt that Yan Zheng was different from the others. So it was because he cultivated his strength.    

However, as a member of the Heavenly Demon Marten tribe, how could Gan Yin be an ordinary person?    

His body turned into a black ray of light and shot into the sky, a pair of wings rotated in the air, his speed was inconceivable, immediately a violent wind blew in the sky, forming an indestructible wind wall, many of the dark lances were directly shattered in the wind, unable to harm Gan Yin's body.    

The thunder rumbled through the sky as the endless Divine Darkness Lightning descended. Every single bolt of Divine Lightning contained a terrifying power, and right now, Gan Yin's expression was extremely sharp. A black spear appeared in his hands, and wherever the spear was aimed at, rays of light would bloom out, extinguishing everything in its path.    

"Boom …" Gan Yin's silhouette flickered, the long spear in his hands danced in the air, blasting one lightning bolt after another towards Qin Wentian.    

However, the divine lightning seemed to be endless, and it was growing more and more powerful. At the same time, a majestic aura descended from the sky, causing Gan Yin's expression to become even more unsightly.    

As the divine thunder continued to fall, Gan Yin's body was gradually being pushed downwards, showing signs of being suppressed.    

"Gan Yin, I'm afraid he's going to lose." Many people silently remarked in their hearts when they saw this scene. They all knew that Gan Yin was extremely powerful, but unfortunately, his opponent was much stronger.    

"Gan Yin …" Yin Rong clenched her fists tightly as she stared at Gan Yin. He had paid a huge price to convince Gan Yin to lend him a hand. If he lost, wouldn't he be in a terrible situation?    

Yan Zheng's body appeared in the air above him, while Gan Yin was below him. He suddenly stomped downwards, and a terrifying Dao-might pierced through space. Gan Yin raised his head and stared up at the skies, his long spear blasting downwards.    

A thunderous sound rang out as the long spear broke apart into pieces. A stuffy groan came from Gan Yin's mouth as his body was sent flying out of the arena by the tremendous force.    

In this battle, Gan Yin had lost!    

Looking at Gan Yin's flying figure, the crowd was filled with regret. In the end, they were still lacking a little bit.    

"Let me live?" Yan Zheng looked at Gan Yin, who had collapsed in the distance, and said with a disdainful tone.    

When Gan Yin heard this, his face turned even uglier. He felt like his face was burning as if someone had slapped him, but he couldn't refute.    

Ignoring Gan Yin, Yan Zheng returned to the Mu Palace crowd and smiled at Mu Jinyu, "Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you."    

"You've worked hard." Mu Jinyu nodded. She already knew that Yan Zheng was from the Temple of Darkness and his status was not low. With her many years of experience in cultivation, it was normal for her to be stronger than Gan Yin.    

"I've done my best. Now it's up to you!" Yin Rong sent a voice transmission to Zhao Junye with a rather dissatisfied tone. He had lost a great general, one could well imagine how terrible his mood was.    

"Don't worry." Zhao Junye nodded, then looked towards Ye Ling and said, "Didn't Brother Ye want to prove it just now? Now we have a chance."    

As she spoke, Zhao Junye intentionally glanced at Qin Xuan.    

When Ye Ling heard Zhao Junye's words, his gaze froze for a moment. Then, as if he had realized something, an ice-cold look appeared in his eyes. Was he finally going to fight?