27: Chapter 27 Breakthrough in Battle

Ye Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying toward Wu Kui like a kite with a broken string.

A sharp pain came from his back, and his Mystic Power flowed sluggishly; he had clearly sustained no light injury.

"Hahaha! Excellent!" Ecstasy flashed in Wu Kui's eyes as he swung the scimitar in his hand, slashing toward Ye Yun's neck.

"Ye Yun, your time has come!"

At this critical moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ye Yun's eyes as he forcibly suppressed the injuries within his body.

The Mystic Power in his body suddenly erupted, and he instantly executed the Yellow Grade High Grade Martial Skill, Qingfeng Step, his figure shifting eerily like a gentle breeze.

He evaded Wu Kui's fatal blow.

At the same time, he struck back with a palm, condensing all the remaining Mystic Power in his body to strike Wu Kui's chest.

"No!"

Wu Kui's eyes were filled with terror; he wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

"Puchi!"

The palm force passed through his body, and Wu Kui's chest instantly caved in as blood sprayed wildly.

He looked at Ye Yun in disbelief, his lips trembling, wanting to say something, but only making silent sounds.

Finally, he slowly collapsed to the ground, his breath completely gone.

"Wu Kui!" Zhao Tianheng cried out in alarm, his face full of shock and anger.

He hadn't expected that Ye Yun, after taking a palm strike from Enshrinee Li, could still counter-kill Wu Kui!

Li Mo stood to the side, looking at Ye Yun with a flash of surprise in his eyes, which then turned into deep disdain.

"Not bad. At the Martial Master Realm Seventh Level Peak, to be able to take a palm strike from me without dying and even counter-kill Wu Kui of the Martial Master Realm Fifth Level, you indeed have some skill. Unfortunately, before my cultivation of the Martial Master Realm Peak, this bit of strength of yours is still not enough!"

Ye Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Mo with cold eyes, a cold sneer hooking the corner of his mouth.

"So what if you are at the Martial Master Realm Peak? Today, none of you should think about leaving alive!"

As his voice fell, Ye Yun charged forward again. Although he was heavily injured and his Mystic Power was sluggish, his gaze remained firm and his killing intent remained intense.

He knew that if he couldn't break through the encirclement today, not only would he die, but Liu Ruyan would also fall into Zhao Tianheng's evil clutches.

Li Mo's eyes turned cold, and his figure flashed as he met the attack.

His Mystic Power at the Martial Master Realm Peak erupted fully, his palm winds howling with a world-destroying Aura, every strike aimed directly at Ye Yun's vital points.

Relying on the exquisite combination of Wind Shadow Step and Qingfeng Step, Ye Yun struggled to dodge between the gaps of Li Mo's palm winds while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

But the gap in their cultivation was simply too large. Although Ye Yun's explosive power was astonishing, he still found it difficult to withstand Li Mo's aggressive attacks.

"Pu! Pu! Pu!"

Ye Yun was hit repeatedly, with new wounds appearing on his arms, chest, and thighs, blood staining his clothes red.

He looked wretched, yet his gaze remained sharp, like a wounded beast exuding a heart-palpitating ruthlessness.

Seeing Ye Yun covered in blood and struggling to hold on, Liu Ruyan felt as if a knife were cutting her heart, and tears couldn't stop falling.

She struggled desperately, wanting to break free from the ropes, but to no avail, only able to make muffled whimpering sounds, her eyes full of worry and despair.

"Hahaha! Ye Yun, why don't you try being arrogant again!"

Seeing Ye Yun's pathetic state, the anger and jealousy in Zhao Tianheng's heart instantly exploded.

"You think you can save her? Dream on! Look at the ghostly state you're in now; how can you still save her?"

Seeing the unconcealed worry and concern for Ye Yun in Liu Ruyan's eyes, his jealousy grew even stronger. He reached out to grab Liu Ruyan's chin and said in a sinister tone.

"Beauty, do you see? Your man is about to die! Once he's dead, you'll obediently submit to this young master. I guarantee I'll make you as happy as an immortal!"

Liu Ruyan's eyes were full of loathing and anger as she glared at Zhao Tianheng, her body trembling violently, yet she was unable to speak.

Seeing Zhao Tianheng manhandling Liu Ruyan, the killing intent in Ye Yun's eyes grew even more intense, and the potential within his body was stimulated by anger and worry.

It actually erupted again, and the speed of his Mystic Power circulation quickened by a few points.

"Zhao Tianheng! I will kill you!"

Ye Yun roared, ignoring his injuries, and charged at Li Mo once more, his palm shadows flying with an Aura of burning his bridges.

A flash of surprise appeared in Li Mo's eyes, followed by a cold sneer.

"Just a deathbed struggle!"

The two fought fiercely again, palm winds howling and weapons clashing, making the entire Earth God Temple tremble violently.

Ye Yun was covered in blood, yet he still resisted tenaciously. His figure appeared exceptionally determined under the light, with only one thought in his mind.

Fight his way out and rescue Liu Ruyan!

Ye Yun was bathed in blood, his wounds still constantly seeping, but his gaze became increasingly sharp, like stars burning with a raging fire.

Li Mo's palm force crushed down like a mountain, every strike making his internal organs vibrate.

But he gritted his teeth hard, not retreating half a step.

Liu Ruyan was still waiting for him; he absolutely could not fall!

"Kid, give up! You are no match for me!"

A hint of impatience flashed in Li Mo's eyes. His Mystic Power at the Martial Master Realm Peak erupted without reservation, and his palm wind, accompanied by the sound of breaking air, struck toward Ye Yun's chest again.

"If you keep holding on, you'll only end up with your body smashed to pieces!"

Ye Yun forcibly turned his body to avoid his vitals. The palm wind grazed his shoulder, taking a piece of flesh with it. The intense pain made his vision go dark.

But in this moment of extreme pain and desperation, the stagnant Mystic Power in his body suddenly surged violently!

The barrier of the Martial Master Realm Seventh Level Peak was as if split open by a thunderclap.

A majestic power gushed out from his Dantian, flowing rapidly through his Meridians. Wherever it passed, his injuries actually began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

[Desperate Breakthrough! Host's cultivation has advanced to the Martial Master Realm Eighth Level!]

[Critical Hit Physique triggered. Total Mystic Power has doubled, and Physical Body strength has significantly increased!]

The System's notification sound exploded in his mind. Ye Yun felt his entire body filled with inexhaustible power, and the previous fatigue and pain were instantly washed away by more than half.

The Aura of the Martial Master Realm Eighth Level swept out like a tsunami, more than several times stronger than before, even making the surrounding air vibrate violently!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Li Mo's expression changed drastically, his eyes full of unbelievable horror.

He had seen with his own eyes that Ye Yun was heavily injured and on the brink of death. How could he suddenly break through?

Moreover, the Aura after the Breakthrough was actually so terrifying!

A bloodthirsty smile hooked the corner of Ye Yun's mouth, his gaze cold as a blade.

"Impossible? Today I'll let you witness what it means to find life in a desperate situation!"

As his voice fell, Ye Yun's figure flashed. He executed both Wind Shadow Step and Qingfeng Step simultaneously, his speed several times faster than before, appearing in front of Li Mo as if teleporting.

He no longer defended, attacking with all his might, his Flowing Cloud Palm carrying the Mystic Power of the Martial Master Realm Eighth Level.

With a world-destroying Aura, he bombarded Li Mo wildly!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Their palms collided, the loud crashes deafening. Li Mo was actually forced back repeatedly by Ye Yun, waves of shock surging in his heart.

He could clearly feel that Ye Yun's Mystic Power was not only majestic and overbearing but also recovered at an astonishing speed, as if it would never run dry.

What kind of ghostly thing is this? Simply a monster!

"You... how on earth did you do it?!"

While struggling to resist, Li Mo roared out, his heart full of wariness.

He had cultivated for decades to reach the Martial Master Realm Peak, yet this youth before him had broken through to the Martial Master Realm Eighth Level at such a young age.

And he even possessed such eerie recovery power. If given time, he would surely become a titan in the future!