NOVPUB837: Chapter 472: Yuan Jun, You’ve Pulled It Off, Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, This Punch, Worth A Hundred Million, Reunion, Yuan Jun Was Flabbergasted 𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
837 -472: Yuan Jun, You’ve Pulled It Off, Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, This Punch, Worth A Hundred Million, Reunion, Yuan Jun Was Flabbergasted
In an instant, the lamp emitted myriad auspicious vapors, and its light suddenly swelled, releasing a massive burst of spatial power that began to erode the surrounding space.
“Fuck, it’s gonna blow up.”
Yi Chen hurried under the moonlight, his eyes suddenly changing as the Primordial Star Divine Lamp in his hand began to tremble uncontrollably and emitted a loud buzzing sound.
Left with no choice, he cursed inwardly and then forcefully hurled the lamp into the air.
He had intended to visit other Demon Nations, but now it seemed he had to handle it on his own.
“Let’s go!”
With a roar, the lamp flew over two thousand meters after leaving his hand and then exploded abruptly in the sky, like silk ribbons, the myriad Flowing Fires suddenly descended.
These eerie “Flowing Fires” contained a strange spatial power and almost instantly corroded the space, creating a huge portal.
A spatial corridor that continuously expanded and contracted suddenly appeared before Yi Chen’s eyes, displaying a myriad of colors, bizarre and varied, resembling an oil film on water under the sunlight.
Accompanying it was an endless stream of evil auras.
Just as Yi Chen’s pupils constricted, a familiar female voice suddenly descended from within the spatial corridor.
“Eh, Xiao Lang, how did you end up looking like this?”
“Xiao Lang, run, don’t look back!”
“These guys are so powerful, there are bigger ones behind, the two of us together couldn’t possibly defeat it.”
Who else could this familiar voice belong to if not Yuan Jun?
Yi Chen did not know what had happened to Yuan Jun, but he now found that Yuan Jun’s aura had nearly reached the level of the Blood Dragon Demon Marshal, astonishingly reaching the Breakthrough Limit Double Layer realm, as if she had activated a cheat.
Soon, a silhouette wearing a Peach Blossom Mask and a slim figure emerged slowly from the spatial corridor.
She carried a Crystal Coffin on her shoulder, with gorgeous Peach Blossom Magic Power continuously rising from her feet, and her thin sweat-drenched gown was transparent; her Peach Blossom Mask’s brows knitted together, carrying a hint of anxiety and panic.
Behind Yuan Jun, a huge pink tentacle suddenly appeared, surging through the spatial corridor.
No, not one, many!
These tentacles surrounded a head the size of a house resembling a sunflower, with purple and red fleshy wrinkles at the edges, and densely packed black dots all over it.
To Yi Chen, such a creature could not exist unless it had been fed nuclear waste three times a day and even supplemented with nuclear food at night; just one glance at the monster made one’s skin crawl.
The sunflower monster’s numerous tentacles pushed against the spatial corridor behind it, leaping forward like a kangaroo, covering thousands of meters with each bound, followed by countless of its kind, varying only in size.
Roar!
A furious roar descended, and following the myriad pink sunflower creatures, another huge monster with crimson-purple tentacles followed closely behind.
The reason it fell behind was that the spatial corridor would tightly trap it when shrinking… delaying its journey.
“Fuck, I’m gonna be rich, filthy rich!”
Seeing so many monsters, Yi Chen’s face unexpectedly broke into a smile of delight rather than fear.
Indeed, one does not get rich without windfalls, and a horse does not get fat without grazing at night.
This trip to the Demon Realm, Yi Chengzi had really come to the right place.
If his strength had not increased to the extent it had today, what fell from the sky would not be a pie, but a metal pie capable of crushing him to death.
“Yuan Jun, you run first!”
“I’ll cover the retreat!”
Suddenly, a roar mixed with excitement rose from within Yuan Jun’s heart.
Soon, a pink-haired Yuan Jun, rushing within the spatial corridor, suddenly focused her gaze.
Ahead in the spatial corridor, a Divine Elephant’s roar thundered.
Yi Chen’s height began to rise by leaps and bounds.
His momentum began to increase, surge, and explode.
Behind him, in the void, dots of light suddenly shone, outlining a huge Divine Elephant figure.
“Divine Elephant!”
“Divine Elephant!”
Under the moonlit night, amidst the night wind, a chant gradually began.
Rings of strange purple fire, like spirals or whirlwinds, suddenly emanated around Yi Chen’s Cultivation Body, aiding him, his momentum soared even further by leaps and bounds.
Clearly, under the Soul Ignition Technique, Yichen Sacred Skill Ascension, his cultivation had been elevated to its ultimate level.
Inside the peculiar terrain of the spatial corridor, there was no avoidance, no hiding; very likely, he only had one chance.
If so, then, all-in!
“Yuan Jun, get out of the way, move behind me.”
“Pure Yang Forbidden Fist—Mirror Flower Water Moon·Eternal Tranquility of Celestial Being.”
Void Orifice refines True Law, Divine Elephant attests Pure Yang!
Gyalou, Gyalou, supreme Moyang Gyalou, Holy Skill Ascension, the Supreme Forbidden Move manifests!
In an instant, an unmatched Ultimate Move, a heaven-destroying and earth-shattering Ultimate Move, revealed itself to the world.
The Taoist dares to stand against the heavens, let alone mere Evil Objects.
This is the first move, and also the last!
Yuan Jun’s slender figure flashed, immediately positioning herself behind Yi Chen’s broad back, a strange feeling of security suddenly filling her heart.
Her peculiar Spiritual Sense told her that as long as she stood behind this wall of a figure, she would have no worries for her life, all storms blocked by this stalwart figure.
“Xiao Lang!
Strong and powerful, oh so powerful!”
“The two of us together, we of the Northern Dipper Lord’s Palace are simply invincible!”
Yuan Jun was no ordinary Female Cultivator; in such a perilous moment, she threw the Crystal Coffin she was carrying aside and began to laugh heartily while clapping her hands.
