Chapter 1543: Do You Take Me for a Three-Year-Old?

Chapter 1543: Chapter 1543: Do You Take Me for a Three-Year-Old?

Yang Yan looked at the scene before him, his expression solemn. Suddenly, a thick Wish Power rose around him, and a black soul shadow evaded Yang Yan’s perception and reached his side.

Fortunately, Yang Yan had Wish Power protecting him, which naturally was the nemesis of all evil entities, so he remained unharmed.

Yang Yan smashed the bones in front of him, attempting to leave this basin.

He had already obtained the Source of Law, and there was no need to fight and kill here.

Soul Wuyou naturally noticed Yang Yan’s subtle actions and let out a cold laugh.

The body of the God and Demon that tore apart nine Divine Dragons transformed into a remnant shadow and charged madly towards Yang Yan.

A sudden roar came from around Soul Wuyou: "Soul Wuyou, have you forgotten my existence?!"

At the sound of the voice, a pale golden long spear swept towards Soul Wuyou.

Soul Wuyou’s body paused, and after only resisting slightly, his body suddenly exploded.

An identical Soul Wuyou, indistinguishable from the one that was blown up, appeared not far away.

Yang Yan frowned. ℴ

This is...

Mirror Image Law!

Moreover, the opponent’s proficiency in using it was just as adept as his own.

Soul Wuyou sneered: "I’ve been anticipating you for a long time and prepared a special gift for you! Enjoy it!"

A faint black soul shadow appeared beside Soul Wuyou.

Soul Wuyou ignored the angry expression on Celestial Venerable’s face and spoke crazily: "My luck is quite good; I found a fallen clan member of your Post-Immortal Race in this basin. Are you satisfied with this gift?"

"Oh! Almost forgot to tell you, he retained his combat experience from his lifetime. So, enjoy it well!"

Celestial Venerable’s eyes filled with blood, and he furiously slammed a palm towards Soul Wuyou.

But that clan member of the Post-Immortal Race forcibly stood in front of him.

Soul Wuyou casually glanced at Celestial Venerable and then crazily started collecting blood from the Ten Thousand Races.

Just then, Yang Yan’s figure appeared beside him, and simultaneously a blade light appeared in front of Soul Wuyou.

"Did you underestimate me?" Yang Yan said coldly, his aura suddenly escalating.

Soul Wuyou’s face changed dramatically and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

However, the blade light adhered like a bone-corroding affliction, constantly following his movements, impossible to shake off.

Ultimately, the sharp blade light landed on him, and his soul shattered in an instant.

Yang Yan’s expression changed slightly, forcibly shifting his body.

In just a moment, the Demon God reappeared, having already shattered his two avatars.

The World-Ending Demon Spear flashed in gold and returned to Yang Yan’s true form.

The Soul Body of Soul Wuyou once again reformed here.

Looking at Yang Yan, madness flashed continuously in his eyes.

"Excellent, you human ant are quite impressive. But still, prepare to fall here and become a part of me!"

As soon as his words fell, the soul light on his forehead flickered continuously, condensing into a small battle spear flying toward Yang Yan.

Yang Yan stirred, activating his Soul Attack Technique, employing the God Explosion Technique, and the Godslaying Halberd, flying toward the power-full battle spear.

The two collided in an instant.

Boom—

Yang Yan turned pale, with an unusual flush appearing on his face.

The body opposite Soul Wuyou also swayed, becoming phantom-like.

Roar—

Yang Yan shouted explosively, once again conjuring two avatars to combat the God and Demon body.

Simultaneously, Yang Yan’s true form stowed away the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber and, holding the World-Ending Demon Spear, charged at Soul Wuyou.

Soul Wuyou’s figure retreated rapidly; he felt a deadly danger from the spear in Yang Yan’s hands.

The World-Ending Demon Spear was crafted by the Demon God from unknown heavenly materials, and once injured by it, one would be enveloped by a peculiar force, continually consumed, and fall within a short period.

Moreover, this spear can annihilate Divine Souls; once pierced, survival is impossible.

Soul Wuyou shouted in fear and anger: "Human cultivator, I’ll let you leave, can we call it quits?"

Yang Yan did not slow his pace, yet spoke indifferently: "You let me leave first, then I’ll call it quits."

Soul Wuyou didn’t think twice, allying: "Fine."

He was genuinely scared.

Without any pause, the space around him twisted abruptly, revealing a space passage, vaguely glimpsing the outside scenery.

Yang Yan snorted coldly, and the Night Vision Demon Spear in his hand shone brightly as he continued to kill towards Soul Wuyou.

Soul Wuyou roared in anger: "Human cultivator, why do you not keep your word?"

Yang Yan replied coldly: "The one who breaks the promise is you! Did you really think I am so easy to fool, like a three-year-old child, believing this was just a scam?"

Soul Wuyou no longer spoke, his aura bursting, ceaselessly driving the below bones and corpses to crazy encircle Yang Yan.

Yang Yan transformed into a Godslayer, with sharp spear lights appearing on the World-Ending Demon Spear.

Meanwhile, around Yang Yan, shadows of stars appeared, encircled by tiny Sword Qi.

Bringing a thunderous killing momentum, flying towards those puppets, at once the entire world filled with bone fragments and shattered flesh.

Seeing these bones unable to halt Yang Yan’s advancement, Soul Wuyou abruptly halted his dodging body.

Behind him appeared a virtual shadow, feet on star river, holding a Demon Saber.

That shadow moved, slashing in the direction where Yang Yan was located.

This slash severed Yang Yan’s grasp over space and time.

Yang Yan’s expression changed drastically, with vitality in his body constantly pouring into the World-Ending Demon Spear, instantly forming a shadow to rival it.

At the same time, the virtual shadow moved its long spear, forming a World-Ending spear shadow in this space.

Spear light and blade light collided, emitting a sound like thunder.

In that moment, at their point of collision, stars sank and floated, the world decayed, with countless evil spirits howling in hell... many terrifying phenomena arose in this space.

In an instant, blade light shattered, spear shadow vanished.

With a bleeding body, Yang Yan wielded the World-Ending Demon Spear, tearing through the void, stabbing towards Soul Wuyou blown into the distance by the aftershock.

On Soul Wuyou’s original face, Zhou Hanyun’s face suddenly appeared.

Zhou Hanyun wept, crying: "Yang Yan, why are you so relentless? Do you want to kill me?"

Yang Yan’s pace briefly hesitated, then he stabbed towards Soul Wuyou again.

Seeing Yang Yan unyielding, Soul Wuyou created a small black round shield in front of him.

Yang Yan’s spear tip struck the round shield, sparking fire but leaving it unbroken.

The round shield tilted slightly, sliding the World-Ending Demon Spear aside.

Yang Yan’s expression tightened, transforming a thrust into a sweep, applying indescribable force upon the round shield, breaking a piece of space and sending it flying far away.

Just as Yang Yan was about to stab Soul Wuyou, he suddenly sensed impending danger, urgently abandoning the attack and withdrawing.

Where Yang Yan originally stood, the Void fractured instantly, with chaotic Void rules appearing from the space fissure.