Supernatural Insight Eyes

The black-robed figure swept his cloak, causing the void to tremble. Ye Qiu’s Saint’s avatar missed its strike and failed to succeed.

It has to be said, the black-robed figure’s reaction was exceptionally agile. Ye Qiu’s Saint’s avatar was positioned in the void specifically for the ambush, tearing through it in a fraction of a second to attack directly.

Even so, it still couldn’t hit the opponent.

Faced with the Saint’s avatar, the black-robed figure showed only a brief moment of surprise, then took the initiative to strike.

His fists were ferocious; each punch could shatter a piece of the starry sky. The Saint’s avatar had to dodge left and right; if hit, it would definitely pierce through its body.

So strong!

Inside the Saint’s avatar was Ye Qiu’s soul. Ye Qiu felt the strength of the black-robed figure was very potent among saints. Even if he wasn’t the top-tier kind, he was at least a fifth or sixth-level Saint, just beneath the Supreme Saint.

Ye Qiu’s true self stood beside the Saint’s avatar. It would be challenging to kill the black-robed figure with the avatar alone.

Ye Qiu intended to cooperate to eliminate the opponent.

As they faced off, the atmosphere became tense. Neither Ye Qiu nor the black-robed figure spoke, staring at each other.

At a certain point where their gazes met, both sides launched their attacks once more.

On Ye Qiu’s side, it counted as having two saints, even if they weren’t true saints, they genuinely possessed the power of saints.

The entire courtyard was enveloped by a kind of radiance, seemingly a formation that prevented any disturbances from escaping.

Otherwise, the mere power of saints would be enough to destroy the entire courtyard, reducing it to ruins.

The black-robed figure was extraordinarily strong; even with Ye Qiu and the Saint’s avatar cooperating, they couldn’t seriously injure him.

Though Ye Qiu’s blackened state reached the Saint level, he hadn’t endured the Saint’s Heavenly Tribulation. This meant his blackened saint power was at most at the sixth-level Saint stage, achievable only when Ye Qiu reached the late peak of the Void Realm.

Currently, he’s only in post-Void Realm blackened Saint level, fluctuating around the fifth-level Saint stage.

This results in no real advantage for Ye Qiu’s side. On the contrary, the black-robed figure’s power seems slightly at the sixth-level Saint stage, making it dangerous for Ye Qiu given the opponent’s mysterious techniques.

"The curse power of the Dugu clan?" The black-robed figure’s gaze flickered. He had long known Ye Qiu was from the Dugu clan and didn’t expect Ye Qiu could blacken his state, elevating his power to match him.

"No wonder you could kill the Saints of Taiyi God Sect and Demon God Sect; it’s the curse power that makes you strong."

"If the Celestial Palace finds out about you, they’ll be very interested. I suddenly don’t want to kill you anymore. Your value to the Celestial Palace is undoubtedly substantial, and they’d willingly pay with star coins for you," said the black-robed figure. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"You don’t want to kill me, but I want to kill you," Ye Qiu replied nonchalantly, attacking again. His blackened state had a limited time, no space for idle talk; better to kill the black-robed figure sooner.

Immediately, Ye Qiu launched a fierce attack, forcing the courtyard buildings to crumble under the relentless collision of power.

"You can’t kill me," the black-robed figure said with determination. From the moment he fought Ye Qiu, he had largely assessed Ye Qiu’s power and the strength of the Saint’s avatar.

Even with Ye Qiu and the avatar joining forces, he was confident he could hold his own.

Ye Qiu paid no mind, continuing to attack jointly. After hundreds of collisions, Ye Qiu found it indeed challenging to kill the opponent.

"As far as I know, the curse power you use has a time limit, doesn’t it? How much longer can you maintain it? Once the curse’s time expires, just this Saint alone won’t stop me. Do you intend to keep resisting?" questioned the black-robed figure, his words revealing that no matter what Ye Qiu does, he cannot leave.

With a flash of light, the Bahuang Sword appeared in Ye Qiu’s hand. He planned to use it to enhance his battle strength.

Immediately, combat resumed.

The sword light slashed, chilling the world, but still failed to strike the black-robed figure’s clothes, leaving each sword strike futile, merely consuming strength.

"I’ve said it before, your moves are useless against me," the black-robed figure’s voice echoed again.

Ye Qiu’s brows furrowed with seriousness. The current situation was truly unfavorable for him; with his blackened powers and the Saint’s avatar, he could barely match the opponent. To slay him, it was still a bit lacking.

Ye Qiu sensed the energy consumption within him. The time to maintain the blackened state was dwindling.

"If you follow my previous suggestion, my offer remains," the black-robed figure seemed to persuade Ye Qiu to surrender sooner.

"In your dreams." Ye Qiu spat, then once more engaged with the Saint’s avatar to unleash a deadly attack.

This time, Ye Qiu changed his tactics. The Saint’s avatar attacked fiercely, sacrificing itself to drag the black-robed figure down, an ultimately reckless strategy.

It was absolutely an action of damaging the enemy a thousand times, while getting two thousand times hurt.

The change in fighting style indeed brought new developments on the battlefield. The black-robed figure surprisingly took a blow, tearing a piece of his cloak and unable to keep his whole body hidden.

As for the Saint’s avatar, it was pitiful; to hit the black-robed figure, it paid a heavy price, having a chunk of flesh ripped from its shoulder, still bleeding.

The Saint’s avatar didn’t even glance at its injuries because Ye Qiu had already decided to discard this avatar. After all, it was just a holy weapon, broken or not, he could replace it. There were still several saint bodies in the Sumeru bag.

With a flash in Ye Qiu’s mind, the Saint’s avatar attacked again, still employing a stop-at-nothing approach.

The black-robed figure felt disgusted by the Saint’s avatar’s battle tactics but was helpless. At times, he had to confront it, leading to injuries on his body, albeit ten times lighter than on the avatar.

As injuries mounted, the black-robed figure was deeply puzzled. Does the opponent not tire, not feel pain?

Toward the battle’s end, the black-robed figure couldn’t help but feel sickened. The Saint’s avatar was incredibly tenacious, every strike carrying a momentum of pulling others down even in death.

"Damn it, today I’ll bear the injuries just to tear you in two," the black-robed figure spat with rage, this time disregarding his safety to fiercely confront the avatar.

Ultimately, the Saint’s avatar was torn apart by the black-robed figure, at the cost of taking a hit.

Boom.

The Saint’s avatar split into two halves, collapsed onto the ground, with blood gushing out.

The black-robed figure emerged victorious but not in the same manner as before. His cloak was gone, leaving his garments torn and looking slightly disheveled.

With the loss of the cloak, he didn’t appear as mysterious as before, revealing his true face.

Floating in mid-air, the black-robed figure gazed down at Ye Qiu and said indifferently, "This time, do you admit defeat?"

Ye Qiu said nothing, simply clapped his hand to his waist and instantly, another Saint’s avatar appeared beside him, issuing a provocative look at the black-robed figure.

"Hmm?" This time, it was the black-robed figure’s turn to be stunned!

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