862: Chapter 852 I've been waiting for you, you scoundrel.

"I've been waiting for you, you scoundrel."

Yue Chenyuan smiled contemptuously, her voice tinged with coldness.

She had long anticipated that Wu Guang would try to ambush her during a gap in her fighting—based on her understanding of Wu Guang, he was never an honorable opponent.

The Darkness Power behind her had long been gathering in the shadows, ready to strike.

At this moment, it suddenly condensed into a pair of dark wings that blotted out the sky. The wings were pitch black as ink, each feather formed from the purest Darkness Power, layered densely to protect her Dark Golden Body.

Those dark wings were incredibly sturdy. Wu Guang's Radiant Golden Body fist landed on them and was easily blocked—like waves crashing against a reef, splashing spray into the sky, yet unable to shake the reef in the slightest.

Not good!

Hearing Yue Chenyuan's words and seeing her reaction speed, Wu Guang realized he might have been tricked—the other party was likely waiting for him!

A sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Yue Chenyuan brandished the scythe in her hand, its pitch-black blade slicing through the Void Realm as she attacked Wu Guang!

Her speed was astonishing, leaving behind trails of afterimages in the silver seawater.

Wu Guang hurriedly blocked, but his strength was no match for Yue Chenyuan's.

Although he resisted with all his might, he was still forced into a steady retreat.

His Radiant Golden Body was slashed again and again by the scythe, its golden light constantly dimming under the black blade, leaving behind deep gouges.

"You four, are you not going to attack yet?"

Wu Guang shouted to the four figures in the distance, his voice filled with urgency and anger.

He was being suppressed to the point where he could barely breathe.

If those four did not intervene, he would likely be completely defeated by Yue Chenyuan.

Zhang Taixu's Taixu Sword Intent rose sharply around him. Watching Wu Guang in the distance, who was flustered and in a sorry state before Yue Chenyuan, a look of gravity flashed in his sword-like eyes.

He spoke slowly: "Let us attack. If we wait any longer and Wu Guang is defeated first, our chances of defeating Yue Chenyuan will decrease by a fraction."

The other three figures were silent for a moment, then nodded in unison.

Among these three, one was a giant Kun from the Kunpeng Nest, a super faction of the Monster Realm, named Kunye, whose size was as massive as a mountain.

One was Zhao Zhao, the Saint of the Temple of Light; the other was Liu Qingyan, the Saintess of the Biluo Sect.

The four hesitated no longer, simultaneously transforming into four streaks of light of different colors, piercing through layers of silver seawater as they rushed toward the battlefield.

Yue Chenyuan sensed the four figures approaching from the distance, a ruthless glint in her eyes.

Ignoring the attacks of the four behind her, she focused all her attention on Wu Guang before her—she would finish off this clown before those four arrived!

Over nine thousand patterns on the scythe in her hand shone like black stars, lighting up in unison along the blade.

"Spirit Weapon Skill—Shadow Dance!"

Her Dark Golden Body pushed lightly with its palm, and the scythe left her hand, spinning in mid-air as layers of Darkness Power converged.

Black light gathered toward the scythe like a tidal wave, and as the scythe spun, it formed an increasingly distinct phantom image.

In the blink of an eye, a dark female figure condensed in the Void Realm—she was slender and pitch-black, as if formed from the night itself, with a blurred face that carried a dangerous beauty.

In her hands, she held a massive dark scythe, its blade like a crescent moon, emitting a gloomy radiance.

Darkness Power surged around her, fluttering behind her like a black cloak.

The dark female phantom gripped the scythe, her aura erupting!

Like a Grim Reaper emerging from the abyss, she descended upon the battlefield, carrying an aura of destruction.

In an instant, she vanished from her spot—and when she reappeared, her figure was already before Wu Guang!

Seeing this move, Wu Guang's face turned instantly pale—he had been defeated by this very move back then!

It was like a scar being reopened, like a nightmare being reawakened.

His body froze for a moment, and his pupils constricted sharply.

He knew the power of this move better than anyone—he had once been completely helpless before it, like a candle flame swallowed by the night.

And now, this move had descended before him once again.

The dark female phantom raised the massive dark scythe, her slender and eerie form spinning at high speed in mid-air like a ghost.

The scythe in her hands transformed into thousands of sharp arcs of light, and in just a brief moment, ten thousand dark Qi blades bloomed simultaneously like a rainstorm.

They poured out in layers, landing solidly upon Wu Guang's ninety-five-zhang-tall Radiant Golden Body.

"Boom—!"

A deafening roar exploded violently across this silver sea area.

Wu Guang's Radiant Golden Body could not hold out for even a single breath under the bombardment of the ten thousand dark Qi blades.

The entire Golden Body shattered like glass struck by a heavy hammer, turning into a sky full of golden fragments that drifted away into the seawater.

After the Golden Body shattered, Wu Guang's true form fell out from within.

However, before he could even react, the surrounding dark Qi blades that had not yet dissipated mercilessly sliced across his body.

"Puchi—puchi—puchi—"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Guang had turned into a bloody mess.

He looked at Yue Chenyuan with a face full of unwillingness, his mouth opening as if wanting to say something, but the surrounding dark Qi blades gave him no chance to speak, continuing to frantically slice through his body.

In just a moment, this generation's Saint of the Temple of Light was sliced into a smear of scarlet blood, not even a complete bone left behind.

The Saint of the Temple of Light had fallen.

Just then, the dark female phantom also exhausted her last bit of Darkness Power, slowly dissipating into the Void Realm.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—!"

Four consecutive attacks, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, landed simultaneously on Yue Chenyuan's Dark Golden Body.

Yue Chenyuan's Golden Body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, tumbling several thousand zhang through the silver seawater before she could barely stabilize her figure.

At this moment, the light of her Dark Golden Body had dimmed to the extreme, its surface covered in dense cracks, ready to disintegrate at any moment.

The dark cyan scroll she had been protecting so fiercely was also shaken from her grasp in this round of fierce attacks, spinning a few times in the silver seawater before finally hovering in the very center of the battlefield.

Yue Chenyuan had long since tried; this scroll could not be stored within her body or any storage space, so she could only carry it with her.

A daring Peak Grandmaster Prodigy nearby saw the scroll slip out of Yue Chenyuan's control, and a look of greed flashed across his eyes.