Ye Feng's figure, as he was leaving, was once again aggressively squeezed by the Sky Pillars coming from all directions, their speed even faster than before.
During this, the Curse Power on Ye Feng's body grew increasingly stronger. When his cultivation was forcibly suppressed to the Lord First Rank by the Curse Power, he was imnsely worried.
The techniques displayed by the Mad Dragon left him utterly shocked, yet there was little he could do.
Currently, he knew that he needed to quickly escape from that oppressive atmosphere, as he realized that if he did not leave imdiately, the fate awaiting him might be even more terrifying.
Therefore, the mont that sensation appeared, Ye Feng made a very wise decision.
Thanks to Ye Feng's fast movent technique and speed, those Sky Pillars did not manage to pursue him at first.
Upon seeing Ye Feng escape his deadly strike, the Mad Dragon, now transford into a black mass, was enraged beyond asure.
"Ye Feng, no matter how you escape, today you are destined to die. I will show you the extent of my power now, and how pitifully weak you are in my eyes."
From the endless blackness, the Mad Dragon's voice reached Ye Feng, bringing an earth-shattering aura with it.
The instant this aura appeared, a thunderous roar arose in Ye Feng's heart.
The mont this roaring exploded within Ye Feng's body, his steps faltered, and he began to stagger.
This transformation allowed the Sky Pillars from behind to catch up again, bringing with them an even more formidable force than before, crushing towards Ye Feng.
When all these changes unfolded, Ye Feng beca acutely aware of the Mad Dragon's true cultivation.
"Lord Sixth Rank."
Ye Feng's voice was filled with gravity, expressing his current shock.
"Indeed, it is Lord Sixth Rank. Your strength is comndable, but here, I am the King. While I cannot fully utilize the rules here, with my command of the Curse Power, supported by a portion of the Rule Power, this is my domain. By coming here, you are surely dood to die."
Declared the Mad Dragon, with unmatched arrogance.
His voice carried deep-seated resentnt and unprecedented arrogance, viewing Ye Feng as an ant waiting to be crushed to death.
For such an ant, a re pinch would suffice to seal its fate.
Just as Ye Feng was about to press forward, the blackness surrounding him, that was the Mad Dragon, quickly coalesced.
A gigantic fist erupted from the ground, piercing the sky and ferociously descending upon Ye Feng.
As he sensed the force on that fist, Ye Feng tensed up. He grabbed the Black Incense Burner, which imdiately appeared in his hand.
He cast a deep glance at the incense burner and gritted his teeth as all the black energy on it flashed out, rging perfectly with the darkness of the Dark Abyss.
The two types of blackness were perfectly integrated at the mont of contact.
Instantly, the Rule Power and Curse Power pressing on Ye Feng significantly weakened, and his cultivation, which was confined to the Lord First Rank, began to rise again, although only to Lord Second Rank, before it abruptly halted.
But this was not the end.
Ye Feng squeezed with his left hand, and a cluster of Seven-colored Flas shot out from his body, swirling above his head.
The fla was tiny, its light extrely faint, yet as it unfolded, it illuminated this Dark World, revealing its purity.
All the blackness, under the light of this fla, seed to reveal its most pristine essence.
Additionally, between Ye Feng's fingers flowed a black light, trickling out.
As this black flow appeared, the entire Dark Abyss quaked, as if its presence triggered so kind of resonance within these pure blacks.
This phenonon occurred because the black flow was Chaotic Energy that Ye Feng had extracted from the Dark Abyss.
When the power from this Chaotic Energy fully rged with the other two forces, Ye Feng's aura began to change once more.
In the blink of an eye, his cultivation returned to the previous Lord Fifth Rank.
With his entire cultivation restored, the pressure on Ye Feng was significantly reduced.
The transformation on Ye Feng made the Mad Dragon's eyes narrow, his killing intent towards Ye Feng surging.
The fist from above, now only three zhang away from Ye Feng's head, was about to descend upon him.
Though it hadn't struck yet, the force from it made Ye Feng extrely uncomfortable.
Under such oppressive power, Ye Feng's heart skipped, and he sank downwards, his body following suit.
The pain in his chest and abdon caused him to vomit three mouthfuls of Lifebound Blood.
After vomiting the Lifebound Blood, Ye Feng's face paled, and he looked very grim.
His body also started showing signs of weakness.
Yet this was far from over. The blackness that was the Mad Dragon around Ye Feng surged with flashes and rumbles, like celestial thunder, overturning Ye Feng completely.
The perfectly black Sky Pillars pursuing from behind also arrived at this ti.
All these assaults, arriving simultaneously, left Ye Feng deeply exhausted both in body and mind.
Under this relentless siege, he began to exude a sense of defeat.
He watched as his body continued to sink, feeling the lethal intent from all directions, he abruptly lifted his head and looked up, fixating on the fist that pursued his every move.
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