Boom!
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and dark clouds covered an area of ten thousand li.
The two transformed into black and golden-yellow streaks of light, their swords and arms colliding as they plunged into the thunder in the high sky.
They fought for dozens of rounds, causing great Dao phenomena, but neither could gain an advantage over the other.
The Ancient Clan Ye Family's experts were stunned, some hardly believing their eyes.
"How can that Demonic Path scoundrel be evenly matched with the Young Lord?"
"Don't worry, the Young Lord must be toying with him; he hasn't used his true abilities yet."
Old Liu's eyes flickered; as a Half-step Immortal, he could tell at a glance that both were fighting with all their might.
"I didn't expect there to be such a Prodigy, but it's a pity he has fallen to the Demonic Path, and his aura is too strange, and he is a mortal enemy of Ye Yu, otherwise…!"
Old Liu shook his head, making up his mind that no matter the outcome, Nalan Yong must die.
If he could not be used, then he could only be eradicated.
Liu Yan'er didn't understand much, only looking worried for Ye Yu's safety.
"Don't worry, if Ye Yu is no match, I will naturally step in."
Old Liu stood with his hands behind his back, not putting Nalan Yong in his eyes.
…
Mu Changqing had a faint smile on his face; as for this competition, no matter the outcome, he didn't care.
Nalan Yong was merely a Puppet he had casually supported; there could be only one Nalan Yong in the world, and similarly, there could be thousands of Nalan Yongs.
Everything was at his whim.
He acted as he pleased, following his heart.
At this moment, Ye Yu felt a sense of urgency; after one strike, the two hovered in the rolling thunder, several li apart.
"Damn it, I am the Child of Destiny, Affinity Avenue, blessed by all things in heaven and earth, yet I cannot defeat this Demonic Path scoundrel."
Ye Yu felt uneasy, let out a roar, and used his trump card.
He circulated the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and an ancient phenomenon descended; a golden Divine Dragon roared out from the endless Void Realm, its body ten thousand zhang tall, hovering directly above Ye Yu.
"I am destined by Heaven; what do you have to fight me? Go, tear him apart."
Ye Yu roared, and the ten-thousand-zhang Divine Dragon behind him tore through the rolling thunder with its four claws and charged forward.
"An ancient Divine Dragon Legacy? Interesting."
Mu Changqing murmured, but did not intervene.
Seeing this, Nalan Yong's body was enveloped in Devilish Qi for ten thousand li, absorbing the vitality of all things, transforming into a Divine Devil phantom that roared to the sky.
The Divine Devil phantom pressed down on the Divine Dragon's head with its giant arms, striking it with punches.
Immediately, the two once again fought together, black light and golden light intertwining, battling until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were without light.
Bang!
Ye Yu's golden longsword pierced Nalan Yong's body, and Nalan Yong's black Dragon claw also tore open Ye Yu's body.
Pfft!
Blood flew everywhere, both were severely injured, and both knelt in the Void Realm.
Suddenly, the sky changed, and the power of nature descended; strands of colorful Spiritual Qi came down from the Nine Heavens and entered Ye Yu's body.
It healed his exhaustion and injuries, restoring him to his Peak state.
"You interfered; how am I supposed to play? Get lost."
Mu Changqing's expression darkened; the Law of the Great Dao had intervened to help Ye Yu recover from his injuries.
This clearly disturbed his enjoyment.
A cold shout was heard, and the colorful nature quickly receded, not daring to interfere again.
Mu Changqing lightly tapped his finger, and the vitality of all things within a hundred thousand li withered, transforming into rolling Spiritual Qi that poured into Nalan Yong's body.
The power of nature helping the Child of Destiny is why it's so difficult to kill those with Destiny.
No matter how villains pursue them, they always escape death and gain even greater Opportunities.
Mu Changqing was displeased; the saying "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs" was pure nonsense.
Nalan Yong, seeing Ye Yu recover quickly, had initially felt despair.
The next moment, countless Spiritual Qi, mixed with an indescribable, unclear power, surged in.
His body also recovered quickly, becoming even stronger than before.
"My Master has made a move."
Nalan Yong was overjoyed, then looked at Ye Yu with a sneer, surging forward with a burst of power, vowing to trample Ye Yu underfoot.
Ye Yu was utterly bewildered at this moment.
He was accustomed to the Great Dao of nature's help, but Nalan Yong's sudden recovery left him confused.
"Could Nalan Yong also be a Child of Destiny? Impossible, he is a Demonic Path scoundrel; why him? What is he?"
Ye Yu roared, his Dao Heart beginning to become chaotic, no longer possessing his former calm and confident demeanor.
Below, Old Liu's brows were deeply furrowed; he was not surprised by this strange scene.
Children of Destiny, favored by the Great Dao, would always receive help intentionally or unintentionally.
But Nalan Yong also receiving help left him utterly bewildered.
"Could Nalan Yong also be a Child of Destiny?"
"Old Ancestor, what happened?"
Liu Yan'er, seeing Old Liu's gloomy expression, asked curiously.
"Ye Yu… might lose. Nalan Yong is not only powerful, but his Dao Heart is no less inferior to Ye Yu's.
And Ye Yu's Dao Heart is in chaos. Was I wrong?"
Old Liu seemed to be answering Liu Yan'er's question, yet also talking to himself.
Boom!
In the rolling thunder, the Demonic God phantom tore apart the golden Divine Dragon, roaring to the sky, drawing down heavenly thunder and thunder punishment simultaneously.
Under the mighty thunder, Nalan Yong struck with all his might, knocking Ye Yu down from the high sky, sending him crashing to the ground, creating a giant crater several zhang deep.
Nalan Yong slowly descended, enveloped in an evil and strange aura, and stepped on Ye Yu with one foot.
"Child of Destiny, nothing more than this."
Ye Yu's eyes were blank, his Dao Heart in disarray.
He couldn't believe this outcome; since his Family was destroyed, he had never lost to anyone in the same Realm.
He could even easily win against opponents of higher Realms.
All the Prodigies of the Yunyu Realm had been trampled under his feet.
But today, he lost, lost to someone he once disdained, a defeated opponent.
Such a blow shattered his Dao Heart, leaving him utterly unable to accept it.
After their initial shock, the Ancient Clan Ye Family's experts all felt disbelief.
How could someone favored by Heaven be defeated and trampled underfoot by a Demonic Path scoundrel?
"Bastard! Kill him, save the Young Lord!"
Ye Wuyou quickly reacted, giving the order.
Many experts of the Ancient Clan Ye Family transformed into streaks of light and charged towards Nalan Yong.
Nalan Yong pressed down harder with his foot, stomping Ye Yu fiercely into the mud, leaving him in a sorry state.
Seeing the many experts of the Ancient Clan Ye Family charging, he showed no fear.
With Mu Changqing overseeing him, how could he fear a mere Ye Yu?
He turned and stepped into the air, his body condensing a hundred-zhang phantom of Devilish Qi, and with one move, he sent many of the Ancient Clan Ye Family's experts flying, crashing them into the Ancient Clan Ye Family.
Rolling smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the entire Ancient Clan Ye Family was destroyed in an instant.
"Damn Demonic Path scoundrel!"
Ye Wuyou coldly shouted, his Mingdao Realm cultivation bursting forth, terrifying Spiritual Qi sweeping into the clouds.
Bang!
The two clashed with a palm strike from a distance, and the thunderclouds in the ten-thousand-li sky dissipated, neither gaining an advantage.
"Hahahaha, the Ancient Clan Ye Family, nothing more than this."
Nalan Yong hovered in the high sky, his face full of arrogance.
Just then, an even more terrifying aura came from deep within the Ancient Clan Ye Family; the Mingdao Realm Peak Old Ancestor was alarmed.
"Evil Demonic Heretic, how dare you act presumptuously in my Ancient Clan Ye Family? You're seeking death!"
The voice arrived first, followed by a hunched figure appearing in the high sky.
He raised his hand to condense a hundred-zhang palm made of solidified Spiritual Qi, and with one move, he slammed Nalan Yong down from the high sky, crashing him heavily onto the ground.