Chapter Eighty-Three: Heavenly Dew and Earthly Mirage Fragrance

  As Yun Taiyu's hand clenched in the air, Chen Ye suddenly felt that with himself as the center, the surrounding area seemed to solidify, and all matter within this range became static objects!

  "It's every man for himself now!"

  Chen Ye took a deep breath, and from the depths of his pupils, a ferocious gaze emerged like that of a wild beast. At the same time, the small knife slowly rose, with all his life's strength, as well as the energy he could borrow from the knife, forming a single slash...

  "Zhen Ye, you were indeed exceptional, but what about now? I won't even give you the chance to fight desperately!"

  Not far away, Yun Taixu let out a loud shout, his hand grasped tightly, suddenly moved, instantly, an unmatched power, pierced through the sky and earth, broke through the air and came, whistling, directly rushed into that solidified void, immediately, before Chen Ye's knife had fallen, it had already heavily struck his chest.

  "Plop!"

  Fresh blood gushed out like water, and the unstoppable surge came out. The shadow of Chen Ye fell, just like a bird with broken wings, falling further away.

  "Hah!"

  Yun Taiyu's body shot out like lightning, and before he even arrived, his palm was already facing downwards, heavily pressing down on the figure below.

  A gigantic palm emerged from nowhere and descended from the sky, transforming the land around Chen Ye into a dark zone!

  "Yun Taiyu, you rely on the emperor's power to control all the major families with an iron fist, but do you know the true strength of my You Ming Iron Guard?"

  Before the massive palm had even descended, the five Ghostly Iron Guards had already appeared on Chen Ye's body. Looking up at the sky, the five of them burst out laughing, and from their bodies, chaotic streams of mysterious energy surged forth into space.

  In this chaotic and mysterious energy, there was a hint of death in every strand. The pupils of the five members of the Netherworld Iron Guard suddenly turned icy cold, as if they had become gods of death.

  "But isn't it just wanting to self-destruct? What's so special about that?"

  Although that's the case, Yun Taixu's expression also became more serious, obviously, he was apprehensive about facing a direct confrontation with the five great initial-stage seventh-order experts' self-destruction, and with his strength, he had some misgivings.

  "Self-destruct?"

  Yu Ming Iron Guard sneered coldly and turned his head to glance at the heavily injured Chen Ye, before turning around and shouting sternly: "Brothers, are you afraid?"

  "It doesn't matter, as long as young master can leave safely, everything is worth it."

  "Good, this is my good brother!"

  The man laughed loudly again: "We brothers, our emotional connection in this life has come to an end. Let's look forward to the next life and become inseparable brothers who share life and death!"

  "Come on, big brother!"

  "Good!"

  As soon as the good character fell, the five people's bodies were filled with increasingly turbulent and chaotic energy, while the dead energy became more and more intense. In an instant, they suddenly sensed that the five paths of dead energy had converged above their heads to form a single entity.

  A thick, deadly aura condensed into a single entity, not only was it more intense, but from within, one could feel the ultimate destructive power. Under this, the space around the five people began to shatter like glass, faintly cracking open.

  "Is this move clear to you?"

  Yun Taiyu's face changed color!

  "Five uncles, you haven't reached the end of your road yet, what's the point of this?"

  The five of them trembled with fear, and suddenly, the Chen Ye who had been lying on the ground, seemingly dead or alive just a moment before, walked into their midst as if nothing was wrong.

  Even Yun Taixu's gaze was slightly stunned at this moment.

  Just that one move from him, and he was confident that even if it were Chen Ye or the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Initial Void Stage, or even a master of the Middle Void Stage, they would not have a good outcome.

  The reason Chen Ye didn't die was that he relied on the powerful physique brought about by the Jiaolong body, and during the four years of the blank period, he persisted in his cultivation. Although he hadn't accumulated any Xuan Qi, all the Xuan Qi he had refined was used to strengthen his physical body.

  Recently, with the help of Xiao Dao's energy, Jiao Long's body has gradually deviated from its original direction, naturally, physical strength and toughness have become even more robust.

  While Chen Ye himself understood that the previous blow had a small knife that had dissipated more than half of the impact for him.

  At this moment, Chen Ye was still severely injured, otherwise his breathing wouldn't be so disordered and labored. But that head of hair, at this moment, was completely white, as if covered with a layer of snow.

  Even his pupils had lost their black color at this moment, leaving only a snowy white like his hair.

  "Little master?"

  That faint smile now seems to have an air of infinite desolation: "I once said that I would live and die with you, if you were to die, wouldn't that also mean that I would have to die with you?"

  "Little master..."

  "Alright, get ready. I'll drive him back and then you take me away. Don't hesitate, don't waver."

  As soon as the words fell, Chen Ye's figure appeared ten meters away from Yun Taixu, with his knife in front of him, shining brightly with a dazzling white light that covered his entire body. In an instant, a sharp and fierce aura appeared, causing the space to be split into two halves.

  "Yun Taiyu, take another blow from me!"

  Visible to the naked eye, the knife in Chen Ye's hand suddenly changed from a small knife to a sharp blade, and then a knife cut through the air.

  A sharp blade sweeps through the air, nothing can withstand its cut!

  "Hey! No matter how many aces you have up your sleeve today, you're done for!"

  Faced with this sword, Yun Taixu still had unparalleled confidence, his fist strength was like a mountain, and he smashed it heavily.

  "Boom!"

  A terrifying wave of energy surged out, sweeping away everything in its path like a mad storm. When it burst out of this area, the buildings that were covered by it immediately collapsed and became ruins!

  A sweet taste in his mouth, and another gush of blood came out. He seemed to have exhausted all his energy, and he fell down softly. However, when he saw that even Lian Yun Taixu didn't dare to take a step further beyond the chaotic isolation, a smile appeared on his face.

  The five Youming Iron Guards had long been prepared, and they flew up, holding Zhenye who seemed to have lost his skeleton at this moment. The five of them shed clear tears in their eyes, not daring to ask more, not daring to think more, and hurriedly flew towards the location of the Zhen family.

  "Ten Thousand Swords Ancient Formation!"

  As Yun Taixu's angry roar echoed, the five Iron Guards of Youming suddenly saw that in the sky above, a vast expanse of blackness instantly appeared, with countless sharp auras, like a tidal wave, continuously pouring down from the sky. In an instant, the blackness not only sealed off the space above them but also enveloped their surroundings, left and right, front and back, shrouded in countless metallic sounds.

  Ten thousand long swords, like venomous snakes, with their sword tips pointing at the five people wrapped up, spewing out their fierce sword energy!

  "Lao Wu, we'll clear the way for you, you must send Young Master back!"

  "Four elder brothers!"

  "Stop wasting words, charge!"

  Five figures emerged, four in front and one behind, carrying an aura of fearlessness, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, charging straight at the countless long swords before them!

  "Hum!"

  At this moment, a thick fragrance suddenly rose in the space where the five people were, and soon the fragrance became stronger and stronger, until finally it seemed to permeate every corner of the long street.

  As the fragrance wafted out, the ten thousand long swords seemed to be smoked by the fragrance and were about to fall asleep. That sharp feeling suddenly weakened a lot afterwards.

  In the distance, Yun Taixu, who was controlling the sword array, stumbled slightly and shouted "Tian Lin Di Huan Xiang!" after a moment.