Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 561 - 571: The Terrifying Ye Ling

At this moment, Ye Ling was at the most critical moment of his transformation, like a butterfly about to emerge from its chrysalis and freely soar through the heavens and earth.

The Divine Infant Realm is the last realm before becoming an immortal. This realm is full of mysteries. Even in his past life when Ye Ling was an Immortal Emperor, he could only grasp a fraction of it.

What's more important, Ye Ling possessed Nine Great Golden Cores, which meant he needed to condense nine Divine Infants—that was truly an unprecedented and terrifying event.

As each Golden Core shattered, an incomparably terrifying power began to coalesce into a Divine Infant, and at this moment, Ye Ling's strength surged dramatically.

Ye Ling's Nine Great Golden Cores contained the power of faith, the evil body of the Demon Race's Long Emperor, and the profound foundation accumulated by the Dark Council over countless years—varied, complex, and endlessly wonderful.

Meanwhile, in the sky, the battle between Xiao Hei and Old Hai Wei had reached an impasse where neither could gain the upper hand.

Xiao Hei, a noble True Dragon, endowed with terrifying innate divine skill immunity, was not at a disadvantage despite facing Old Hai Wei, whose cultivation was slightly weaker.

The terror of its massive body, with every movement, sent Old Hai Wei reeling with tumultuous blood and qi, and Old Hai Wei dared not resist Xiao Hei's formidable offensive directly.

The Demon Race naturally possessed an extraordinary physical advantage, and faced with Old Hai Wei, Xiao Hei was even more ferocious and relentless, never taking a step back.

Old Hai Wei felt a bitterness that he could not express; Xiao Hei's strength was so great that he couldn't use many of the tactics he originally could have employed.

Overwhelming force defeats intricate skill; that must be what they mean, Old Hai Wei thought to himself, feeling very frustrated.

No, this couldn't go on, Old Hai Wei suddenly decided, glancing at Ye Ling, who was nearby making a crazy breakthrough.

Waves of energy shocked Old Hai Wei; every breakthrough Ye Ling made felt like a huge pressure, as if Ye Ling wasn't just breaking through to the Divine Infant Realm but was becoming an immortal.

Nine Great Golden Cores transforming into Infants was something unheard of, not just for Old Hai Wei, but even for the Immortal Realm's Three Purities Ancestral Master or the ancient Qing Emperor. It was an extremely rare sight.

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"A sword to banish demons, Annihilation!"

With a roar, Old Hai Wei's body charged forward, thrusting his longsword frantically at Ye Ling. His longsword flicked lightly, and in mid-air, a crescent moon-like sword light silently formed.

The rumbling sword light then struck towards Ye Ling, and in the moment it swept through, the whole world seemed to change color, everything dimmed except for the sword light.

All those within Prince's garden were shocked, trembling as they watched the terrifying sword light in the sky, praying for Ye Ling.

This sword could inflict unimaginable injuries on even a Divine Infant Early Stage powerhouse confronting it head-on, resulting in death or serious injury.

"Bastard! How dare you, I shall devour you for this!"

Xiao Hei also felt a jolt of fear. The power of this sword was full; it wasn't afraid, but that was because it possessed a terrible immunity to divine skills. Ye Ling, however, might not be able to withstand it.

After all, no matter how strong Ye Ling was, he was still human and a Martial Artist who had not yet broken through to the Divine Infant Realm. In contrast, Old Hai Wei was a widely recognized strong warrior at the Divine Infant Middle Stage.

But, just as the terrible sword light touched Ye Ling's body, a strand of profound and mysterious energy suddenly burst forth from within him.

With a pop, the terrifying energy, as if shattering a spatial barrier, directly blasted the sword light to pieces.

Seeing this, Old Hai Wei's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. His body, like a bolt of lightning, reached Ye Ling in an instant, and he raised his longsword fiercely.

Whoosh, a spark of cold light a thousand zhang long, emerged from the tip of the sword, a flicker of sword light silently bursting forth with the intent to completely devour Ye Ling.

However, Ye Ling, who originally had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and an almost invincible aura, unstoppable, burst forth as if it had exploded.

Old Hai Wei, who had rushed to Ye Ling's side, suddenly trembled, and before he could react, he saw Ye Ling's eyes radiant with a terrifying cold light.

Whoosh, Ye Ling made his move, his hand clenched suddenly, and an unparalleled force directly grasped Old Hai Wei's longsword.

Power, an indomitable force, filled Ye Ling's eyes with coldness as his face turned iron blue. At this moment, six Divine Infants had condensed within him.

The six Great Divine Infants, like six miniature Ye Lings, sat cross-legged within Ye Ling's Dantian, their palms supporting the heavens, and terrifying auras slowly emerging from within him, flowing through his limbs and bones.

"Get lost! How can your body possibly be stronger than my Divine Artifact!"

Old Hai Wei, seeing that Ye Ling had grabbed his longsword with his hand, shouted furiously, grinding his teeth as the terrible power within him burst out even more at this moment.

Clang clang clang, the sword body that Ye Ling was gripping tightly twisted violently, the long blade actually twisted into a corkscrew shape by this tremendous force.

Under normal circumstances, even a Martial Artist in the Divine Infant Middle Stage who dared to grab this divine weapon would have their palm ground into bone dust at this time.

But now, Old Hai Wei watched in shock as the sword, twisted into a corkscrew shape by himself, was still tightly clenched in Ye Ling's hand, undamaged.

"Roll the hell away from this young master!"

Boom, within Ye Ling's body, the seventh Divine Infant burst forth, and a terrifying force exploded in an instant.

With a loud bang, Ye Ling's fist smashed onto Old Hai Wei's longsword, the enormous power making Old Hai Wei's hand go numb, almost causing him to lose his grip on the sword.

It was terrifying. In terms of sheer strength alone, Ye Ling could be considered the strongest person Old Hai Wei had seen in so many years, without any question of an equal.

Even Xiao Hei, a fearsome creature existing only in legend, was not as physically strong as Ye Ling, otherwise, how could he have submitted to Ye Ling? He would have devoured this guy long ago.

Old Hai Wei looked at the longsword clutched tightly in Ye Ling's hand, his heart filled with ruthlessness, and his other hand abruptly slapped down, suddenly erupting in terrifying flames.

Flames spread, distorting even the space itself, showing how high the temperature of the flames was.

"Divine Extinguishing Palm, Annihilation of All Gods!"

Old Hai Wei went mad and fiercely slapped his palm onto Ye Ling's chest. A terrifying wave of air burst forth, rippling from Ye Ling's chest.

But, to Old Hai Wei's disbelief, Ye Ling didn't move back even a step; his face was cold, still staring intently at him.

"Old thing, it's time for you to die!"

Ye Ling suddenly roared, and in that instant, his eighth Divine Infant condensed into being, his whole body bursting forth with an incomparable aura that kept bombarding Old Hai Wei's body.

Afterward, Ye Ling suddenly threw a punch, a fierce one, directly hitting Old Hai Wei's cheek, with such a great force that he used up all his strength.

With a thud, the once dominating Old Hai Wei was directly smashed to the ground by Ye Ling's punch, unable to get up, spitting out blood.

Watching Ye Ling approach slowly, Old Hai Wei finally felt a thread of fear rising in his heart.