"Not good, these eight-winged angels are about to fuse their base form!"
Watching the two eight-winged angels almost simultaneously summon a gigantic statue from a ring, Ye Haochuan imdiately shouted in alarm.
Ye Haochuan had witnessed the power after the fusion with the angel’s base form; when Mason fused, his power jumped directly from the Immortal Transformation Mid-Stage to nearly reach the Immortal Transformation Peak level.
Now, it’s the eight-winged angels that are about to fuse, already existing in the True Immortal Realm. If their fusion succeeds, they might at least reach the True Immortal Mid-Stage level.
Although the Director and Xu Linglan have both successfully broken through to the Immortal Transformation Mid-Stage, two fists fighting against four hands cannot possibly be a match for six eight-winged angels fused with their base form!
"No, I must stop them!" Ye Haochuan was anxious, and without caring about exposing his position, he rushed forward instantly.
Since fusing with the angel’s base form requires an extensive spell, while the two angels were fusing, the other four eight-winged angels were desperately blocking the Director and Xu Linglan’s attacks.
The Director and Xu Linglan obviously also noticed the two eight-winged angels fusing their base form, wanting to stop them, but were unable to break through the desperate defense of the other four in a short ti.
In their urgency, a beam of light flashed from a distance, heading straight for one of the eight-winged angels fusing their base form.
"Ye Haochuan?" Xu Linglan, recognizing the person coming, felt a surge of joy.
But imdiately, the joy turned into worry, and she grumbled in her heart, "Isn’t this guy overestimating himself? He actually dares to provoke an eight-winged angel, is he courting death?"
Her attacks grew even more urgent under the anxiety.
On the other side, the eight-winged angel targeted by Ye Haochuan instinctively felt alard seeing soone charging at him.
However, after seeing Ye Haochuan’s cultivation level, he imdiately relaxed, then beca furious.
A re Immortal Transformation Mid-Stage cultivator dared to attack him, which was simply an insult!
While continuing to chant spells, he reached out a hand towards Ye Haochuan and clenched fiercely.
Instantly, Ye Haochuan felt as though an invisible mountain was collapsing down, about to bury him alive.
"Space-Breaking Halberd!"
Ye Haochuan murmured an unfamiliar na, then thrust the Halberd of Heaven and Earth forward mightily, its aura as if capable of tearing space, instantly piercing that invisible collapse, charging rapidly towards that eight-winged angel.
The Space-Breaking Halberd, bearing the power of space fragnts in a mighty thrust, contained the savagery of the Long Family Technique, and the wondrous ability of space fragnts to tear space. Although the na was newly chosen by him, it had successfully broken the Dark Church’s defensive shield before, and helped him fend off Xierui’s attacks several tis, proving its notable battle achievents.
This was his first self-created technique, without a professional grading, but he believed that the power of the Space-Breaking Halberd was at least not inferior to a Pseudo-Immortal Peak technique.
Moreover, as his understanding of the Space Law deepened and his control over the Power of Space strengthened, the power of this technique would continue to increase, and its ultimate stance was currently beyond his imagination.
The eight-winged angel obviously hadn’t expected that this seemingly ordinary Immortal Transformation Mid-Stage cultivator in front of him could shatter his thod with one strike.
The earlier contempt caused him to miss the best opportunity to stop Ye Haochuan, and in a mont, that strike arrived. How could he dare to be careless again? He quickly ceased chanting and summoned a round shield to block with all his might.
Screech~
The Halberd of Heaven and Earth made an unpleasant sound as it struck the round shield. The shield was evidently not of Mortal Grade, but under this strike, it was penetrated rapidly.
Seeing the Halberd of Heaven and Earth break through the shield, the eight-winged angel felt a chill down his spine.
However, as an eight-winged angel, he clearly had more than a few tricks up his sleeve; the earlier predicant was just due to being caught off guard.
Having witnessed the power of the Space-Breaking Halberd, he no longer tried to block it. With a fierce flap of his four pairs of wings, he retreated swiftly while a gust of wind blew in, deflecting the halberd’s tip.
Passing Ye Haochuan by, the eight-winged angel put away his contempt for Ye Haochuan, gripping a long, slender hook spear in hand, like a fierce eagle fixating on Ye Haochuan.
Despite his first strike failing, Ye Haochuan did not get discouraged. Without turning back, he unleashed another strike aid at another eight-winged angel fusing their base form.
At this mont, his charge was not to slay any enemy but to prevent the two eight-winged angels from fusing their base form.
However, just as he released this strike, a figure suddenly appeared before him, diverting his halberd with a spear.
"Kid, aren’t you underestimating this god too much?" The one blocking Ye Haochuan was precisely the eight-winged angel he had just interrupted from fusing.
Glaring at Ye Haochuan with angry eyes, he snorted, "You rely rely on a fierce attack, but in other aspects, you simply can’t withstand my blow. Now, perish!"
Ye Haochuan heard this and furrowed his brow deeply.
A True Immortal expert indeed lived up to the na; in just a mont, he exposed the paper tiger’s reality.
Speaking of strength, Ye Haochuan was invincible below the True Immortal, but against True Immortal experts, it was evidently far-fetched.
The Space-Breaking Halberd had considerable power, but it only strengthened his assault capability, and in terms of defense, speed, and reflexes, there were still significant gaps compared to True Immortal experts.
As expected, the eight-winged angel soon launched an attack, not confronting Ye Haochuan directly, but maneuvering around, waiting to strike. Soon, he caught a flaw in Ye Haochuan’s defense, and launched a spear, swift as lightning.
In that critical split second, the attack arrived, and Ye Haochuan hadn’t even turned around. Despite having summoned a protective shield, it was utterly inadequate under that swift, fierce attack.
The protective shield shattered quickly, and Ye Haochuan barely had ti to employ other thods before the spear neared, piercing his left chest.
At this mont, a delicate figure suddenly appeared in Ye Haochuan’s view, as she seemingly softly swung a fair white fist.
The eight-winged angel couldn’t evade it, getting struck in the chest and spitting blood as he retreated swiftly.
"Rescued... rescued?" Ye Haochuan stared blankly at the blood oozing from his chest, a surreal feeling welling up from within.
In that mont earlier, the spear had already drawn a trace of blood on his heart’s outer wall. In one-thousandth of a second more, his heart would have been pierced through by the spear.
At that mont, the scythe of death had already brushed against his neck. Yet, right at the last mont before beheading, soone pulled him back from the edge of death.
Boom~
A formidable pressure swept through, crushing nurous innocent plants and beasts below to death instantly.
The still-shocked Ye Haochuan was forcibly brought back to his senses, staring blankly at the towering eight-winged statue coming to life nearby. Subsequently, he suddenly recalled sothing, glancing at the solemn-looking Xu Linglan again, finding a mix of gratitude, emotion, and confusion in his gaze.
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