Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 485: Chapter 485 The Young Master Has Returned

At this moment, atop a mountain peak outside the Imperial Capital, Yan Ping, the Son Nether God, watched countless Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts surge over the city walls of the Imperial Capital. He smiled coldly, his eyes brimming with the color of bloodlust.

“Spread the word, after breaking through the Imperial Capital, the first to be eradicated shall be everyone from the Divine Residence!” Yan Ping told his subordinates from the Nether Sect.

“Yes, Sect Leader!”

The Yin Souls Sound continued to penetrate the minds of the people in the Imperial Capital, causing them to suffer splitting headaches.

More and more Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts swarmed over the city walls of the Imperial Capital.

Just as the city walls seemed on the verge of being overrun by the Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts, suddenly, a heaven-shaking roar of a dragon pierced through heaven and earth.

It was the sound of the dragon’s roar that formed ten huge dragon-shaped soundwaves.

Wherever the dragon-shaped soundwaves passed, countless Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts were scattered, blown into fragments.

From a distance, ten massive paths were plowed through the army of millions of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts.

Hearing the earth-shattering roar of the dragon, everyone turned in amazement.

A colossal flying ship was seen crashing into the midst of the millions-strong army of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts.

Under the fearsome power of the ship’s collision, waves of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts were sent flying and exploding.

At the bow of the ship stood an exceptional youth about fifteen or sixteen years of age, and by his side was a tall figure in black.

Upon seeing this youth, Yan Ping’s face changed as if he had seen his nemesis, his previous smugness and arrogance vanishing completely.

The newcomer was none other than Yang Xiaotian.

In the Imperial Capital, the appearance of the flying ship and Yang Xiaotian brought joy and surprise to the people.

“It’s Brother!”

“Father, Mother, Brother has returned!” Yang Ling’er exclaimed joyfully as she saw Yang Xiaotian, her face beaming with happiness.

Yang Chao and Huang Ying, too, were filled with delight upon seeing Yang Xiaotian.

“The Young Master has returned!”

“Kill! Slay these damned curs!” bellowed the Heartfelt Demon Ape, its shout reverberating through the sky. The Black Crystal Iron Chains in its hands whooshed and swirled, smashing wave after wave of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts to pieces.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

At that moment, Yang Xiaotian leaped into the air from the flying ship, letting out a mighty cry. He activated the Primordial Dragon Art with all his might and instantly, a hundred thousand True Essence Dragons flew out, coiling around him.

The united roars of the hundred thousand True Essence Dragons resonated, blasting away all nearby Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts.

Within a hundred miles around Yang Xiaotian, a vacuum was formed.

Immediately afterward, Yang Xiaotian threw his fists forward.

Bang bang bang bang!

A series of dense explosive sounds erupted as the Power of Time accompanied his punches, striking toward the ends of the sky. Wherever his power passed, the Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts were turned into granules of time.

The people of the Imperial Capital were shaken as they witnessed this scene.

“Excellent!”

“Divine Yang of the Myriad Gods Empire!”

Some family disciples cheered, waving their arms in enthusiasm.

But at that moment, an endless horde of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts lunged towards Yang Xiaotian.

These Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts let out mournful howls as a boundless sea of death and ghostly energy formed, seeking to devour Yang Xiaotian.

Watching the approaching Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts, Yang Xiaotian’s eyes flashed with an icy sheen. Twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty miles of his Primordial Heaven Destiny flew out, spinning around his body as he continuously unleashed punches.

In that instant, Yang Xiaotian threw hundreds of punches.

In all directions.

The power of the Primordial Heaven Destiny roared outwards.

All the Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts that lunged toward him were obliterated, reduced to dust.

Everyone who saw the twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty miles of the Primordial Heaven Destiny above Yang Xiaotian’s head were astounded.

Even the Great Emperor Myriad Gods Wan Guangfeng, the Ancient Ancestor of Myriad Gods Wan Shiwei, and the Medicine God Feng Yiming were startled.

Yan Ping, the Son Nether God, the Corpse Demon, the Blood Demon, the Evil Buddha, and a host of experts were incredulous at the sight of Yang Xiaotian’s heaven-sent destiny.

“Nine hundred li of Heavenly Fate, what kind of Heavenly Fate is this! How could it be so immense!”

One after another, peerless powerhouses were all stunned.

“This is the Primordial Heaven Destiny! Above the high heavens, the Primordial!”

An extremely ancient Ancient Ancestor was so excited he was speaking incoherently, “The Divine Tome of Creation states, when Primordial emerges, it is unrivaled under the heavens!”

“The Primordial Heaven Destiny has appeared!”

As the voice of this extremely ancient Ancient Ancestor rose excitedly, everyone was shaken.

“Primordial Heaven Destiny! There really is a Primordial Heaven Destiny in this world!”

Wan Shiwei was also so excited that he was teary-eyed as he howled, “It’s the Primordial Heaven Destiny, heaven bless our Azure God Continent!”

“Heaven bless our Azure God Continent!” One after another, clan ancestors and Sect Ancestors were shouting excitedly.

“Kill!”

“Kill these bastards for me!”

“The young master is invincible!” The Heartfelt Demon Ape roared even louder.

Yan Ping and others of the Nether Sect, who heard that Yang Xiaotian had cultivated the Primordial Heaven Destiny, were scared out of their wits.

“Primordial Heaven Destiny, this, this!” The Corpse Demon felt its mind buzzing.

This kid was already abnormal enough, and now he has even cultivated the Primordial Heaven Destiny.

If he continued to grow, how could this be allowed?

“Kill, at all costs, kill him!” Son of the Nether God, Yan Ping, suppressed the shock in his heart and furiously commanded the experts of the Yin Souls Sect to use the Yin Souls Sound specifically to deal with Yang Xiaotian.

Suddenly, the invisible and immeasurable Yin Souls Sound formed billions of invisible needles, stabbing towards Yang Xiaotian’s soul.

However, the terrifying Yin Souls Sound had absolutely no effect on Yang Xiaotian, as he continued to bombard the surrounding Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts.

His fists kept pounding out.

Furthermore, Yang Xiaotian activated the True Essence Power from his Dantian and all acupoints.

One thousand two hundred ninety-six golden pillars soared into the sky, turning the world into a golden hue, such that not even the deathly aura and ghostly qi from billions of Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts could obscure these pillars or the golden light they emitted.

Within dozens of breaths, Yang Xiaotian had already punched out tens of thousands of times!

It was clear that Yang Xiaotian’s punching speed was so fast, from afar one could only catch glimpses of the afterimages of his punches.

Fast!

Unbelievably fast!

Strong, incredibly strong! No Death Spirits or Yin Ghosts could withstand the power of Yang Xiaotian’s Primordial Heaven Destiny, nor could they withstand the Power of Time of Yang Xiaotian’s Eternal Divine Body.

The Dark Dragon kept guard beside Yang Xiaotian, also throwing punches non-stop, each one inevitably reaching the ends of the sky.

The terrifying waves of the Dark Dragon’s punches formed a boundless Dark Sea.

The experts in the Imperial Capital were all shocked by the Dark Dragon’s strength.

Yang Xiaotian, tired of the killing, directly summoned his Martial Soul and Soul Ring.

Suddenly, the heavens and earth darkened, and a black golden flame Giant Dragon Martial Soul, many times larger than the Ancient Divine Mountain, flew out, emanating a Supreme King’s aura that overwhelmed the world.

“This is, the Supreme King, the Supreme King Martial Soul!” The Medicine God, Feng Yiming, stammered.

“It’s actually the Supreme King!” The Great Emperor Myriad Gods, Wan Guangfeng, was shocked.

About Yang Xiaotian’s Martial Soul, the experts from all sides of the Myriad Gods Empire had been speculating these days, but now everyone finally saw Yang Xiaotian’s Martial Soul.

With that, around the body of the black golden flame Giant Dragon, a Golden-red Soul Ring appeared.

Within the Golden-red Soul Ring, the immense dark form of the Abyssal Master materialized.

The innumerable Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts seemed endless, but at that moment, the figure of the Abyssal Master appeared in the sky, almost completely obscuring the innumerable Death Spirits and Yin Ghosts.

The boundless power of the Abyssal Master, causing the earth to crack and everyone to suffocate.

It even made the walls of the Imperial Capital tremble.