222: Chapter 222 The Buddha's Wrath Lotus, formed by the fusion of seven blue lotuses

Ye Yisong agilely withdrew from the battle. In an instant, seven Green Lotuses drifted lightly, circling his body. They swayed gracefully like dancers, naturally forming an invisible barrier.

In the past, when facing enemy ambushes, Ye Yisong only needed to use the Fusion of three Green Lotuses to handle them; the power of a three-lotus Fusion already reached the combat strength of a Seven-Star Martial Sect.

During the battle with Wei Shulun, to ensure success, Ye Yisong directly used a Fusion of five Green Lotuses, blasting Wei Shulun into unconsciousness, allowing Ye Yisong to easily finish him off.

This was the first time Ye Yisong had attempted a Fusion of seven Green Lotuses. He glanced at Wei Chenghe in the distance, who was treating Boss Ye like a ball, his eyes growing sharper. He hoped Wei Chenghe would still be this arrogant in a moment.

"Get lost!"

As Ye Yisong performed the Fusion, Wei Chenghe grew increasingly restless. He struck Boss Ye's chin with a palm, knocking out two of his molars. Even so, Wei Chenghe still could not get past Boss Ye, who blocked him five hundred meters away from Ye Yisong.

Li Fire Bagua Palm!

Shadow Kill Sword!

Neither side would yield, fighting with their lives on the line. Wei Chenghe's crimson palms evaporated all the surrounding Qi of water. Palm after palm struck Boss Ye's body. There was almost no intact part left on Boss Ye's upper body; seventy percent of his ribs were sunken into his chest, crushing his organs and causing lumps of flesh to protrude.

Although Boss Ye's strength was not equal to Wei Chenghe's, under this desperate fighting style, his longsword managed to strike Wei Chenghe two or three times out of every four or five attempts, piercing countless bloody holes in Wei Chenghe's body. Blood gushed out, splashing onto the solid rock beneath their feet and instantly corroding it into residue.

The white-hot battle caused Boss Ye's longsword to shatter. He had no choice but to trade palm strikes and punches with Wei Chenghe. The two were like wild beasts, roaring and fighting for their lives on this sheer cliff.

Ye Yisong skillfully fused the three Green Lotuses into one, then carefully added the fourth and fifth Green Lotuses to the resulting three-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus.

When adding the sixth Green Lotus, the five-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus trembled slightly, but fortunately, there was no danger, and it was successfully fused in the end.

Feeling the explosive energy within the Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus that had fused six Green Lotuses, Ye Yisong hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to continue adding the seventh Green Lotus and whether he could control this energy.

"Screw it!"

To live to this age and reach the Peak of the Martial Ancestor realm, it was inevitable to have some unknown trump cards for self-preservation. If he couldn't kill him with one blast, there would be no second chance.

Ye Yisong pulled the seventh Green Lotus, slowly bringing it closer to the violently burning six-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus. However, instead of Fusion, he guided the six-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus to devour the seventh Green Lotus.

Although they were of the same origin, Ye Yisong was still unsure if he could fully master this seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus. If it went out of control and he ended up blowing himself up instead of Wei Chenghe, that would be a joke.

However, devouring was different. It didn't require Ye Yisong to fully master it, and he didn't intend to control it. He only needed it to explode later to achieve his goal.

As soon as the six-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus touched the seventh Green Lotus, the flames within became even more turbulent. Ye Yisong didn't know if it was an illusion, but the six-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus seemed extremely excited, swallowing the seventh Green Lotus in one gulp and actively evolving into a seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus.

"Old Uncle."

The moment the seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus formed, Ye Yisong secretly sent a voice transmission to call out to Boss Ye, signaling him to move closer.

But this subtle movement did not escape Wei Chenghe, who was entangled with him. That old guy's Mental Energy was too powerful; not even the slightest movement in the surroundings escaped his perception.

He turned his palm into a claw, digging his five fingers into Boss Ye's flesh, refusing to let him retreat even a step.

"Hmph, brat, if you have the ability, then blow us both to death."

"Shisan, don't hesitate! Blow me up! If I can take this old guy's life in exchange, it's worth it for your old uncle!" Boss Ye, being tightly gripped by Wei Chenghe, could not break free. Seeing that Ye Yisong was about to lose control of the seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus, he immediately shouted.

"Old Uncle, go well!"

Ye Yisong said with teary eyes and grief, but secretly, he sent another voice transmission to remind him: "Old Uncle, don't be stingy with your belongings. If he likes your pectoral muscles, just give them to him."

Ye Yisong carried the seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus across hundreds of meters, secretly attaching nine rays of red light to it. Only when he was less than a hundred meters away from the two did he throw the seven-colored Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus toward them.

The moment the Buddhas Fury Fire Lotus was thrown, Boss Ye acted with the resolve of a warrior cutting off his own wrist, turning his fingers into a sword to slice away the flesh that Wei Chenghe was gripping. He pushed off with both feet and quickly reunited with Ye Yisong.

"Boom! Boom!"

Wei Chenghe's lips curled up slightly. He did not pursue Boss Ye, who had escaped, but instead allowed the shockwave of the explosion to consume him. At such a close distance, Ye Yisong and Boss Ye could hardly avoid this incomparably violent energy.

If we're going to die, we'll all die together!

The moment before the explosion, Ye Yisong reached out and pulled Boss Ye to his side, then immediately activated the Formation Plate in his arms. A blinding golden light erupted from the Formation Plate, forming a metallic sphere of light that protected the two.

Not only that, Ye Yisong and Boss Ye were frantically stacking armor on themselves, desperately slapping fourth-tier Low Grade Diamond Body Protection Talismans onto their bodies.

The shockwave of the explosion spread ruthlessly, instantly engulfing the three of them. The jade pendant hanging at Wei Chenghe's waist shattered after lasting only a single breath.

The golden light in front of Ye Yisong and Boss Ye did not last long either; it only held on for two more breaths before shattering into fragments.

After the first layer of golden light shattered, a second layer of golden light immediately appeared, blocking the remaining shockwave for the two.

Although the surface of the second layer of golden light was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, it ultimately held on and did not shatter.

"Phew, that was close."

Ye Yisong and Boss Ye looked at each other and let out a long sigh of relief; in the end, they had won.

The Formation Plate given by the Zhao family was truly powerful. Now it seemed that this marriage alliance wasn't completely unacceptable; it would be even better if they had a few more.

When the dust settled, a blood-drenched old man stood alone at the bottom of a deep crater. One of his hands and one of his feet were gone, and only a few rags remained on his body. As the wind blew gently, they turned into dust and scattered in all directions.

"You... no..."

Wei Chenghe struggled to spit out two words, his body fell backward, and he took his last breath.

Even though the old man had fallen to the ground, his finger remained pointed directly in Ye Yisong's direction, showing his unwillingness to accept defeat.

Until his death, Wei Chenghe could not understand how his protective jade pendant, which could withstand a strike from a Martial King, had shattered.

"Interesting!"

A faint voice came from above their heads.

Ye Yisong and Boss Ye looked in horror at an old man standing above the cliff.

When did he get there!