Chapter 1961: Chapter 1961: Ye Chenfeng? Who Said He Was Dead?

Under the oppression of the Emperor of Night, Ye Chenfeng’s body was like a sharp sword, piercing into the earth for over a hundred meters.

And he continued to penetrate without slowing down!

This momentum seemed as if he was going to pierce straight into the core of the earth!

"Young Master Zhao, you’re doomed! This kind of power is absolutely something you cannot withstand!"

A cold voice issued from the mouth of the Emperor of Night.

"Is that so?"

But a cold snort sounded by his ear, and he saw the corner of Ye Chenfeng’s lips deepen into a smile.

Suddenly, the Emperor of Night felt as if he was being imprisoned, body and soul alike.

He was in a mysterious state, with every part of his body slowly separating, exposed to others for analysis.

"What is this?"

The Emperor of Night exclaimed in surprise.

"You know far too little about your opponent, Return to Simplicity!"

All along, Fan Jingfeng’s Near-God Technique targeted people, but this was the first time Ye Chenfeng used it to analyze an object, specifically the Special Battle Armor.

"It works!"

Ye Chenfeng was delighted to find that all the elements of the battle armor were exposed.

"Break!"

Soon, a method of breaking formed that directly dismantled the Emperor of Night’s punch, forcibly dispelling this earth-shattering punch, with the force dispersing around, marking the formal start of a terrifying destruction.

"Boom..."

A sound sufficient to shake the heavens and earth rang out, and everyone witnessed a terrifying scene.

The commercial district centered around the Tower of Light abruptly collapsed into a massive sinkhole hundreds of meters wide, forming instantly, resembling an abyss of darkness.

Destruction!

Utterly destructive might!

Everyone’s faces turned pale, eyes filled with disbelief.

That a human possesses such power comparable to nuclear weapons, creating a massive sinkhole hundreds of meters wide, is truly terrifying.

"Who won?"

This was the question on everyone’s minds as they looked toward the sinkhole in confusion.

But inside, dust billowed, completely dark, with nothing visible.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the sound barrier was heard.

A shadow flew out from the sinkhole, unmistakably the Emperor of Night.

His body, like a kite with a broken string, flew back, filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Young Master Zhao, you can’t defeat me!"

The purple gas on the Emperor of Night’s Special Battle Armor intensified, the Heavenly Demon wreaking havoc, threatening to destroy heaven and earth.

Even more terrifying was the power emanated, condensing into a punch, an even more terrifying punch.

"Unity of Heaven and Earth!"

Ye Chenfeng’s figure erupted angrily from the sinkhole, pointing a finger.

This finger contained countless changes, merging numerous techniques into one, along with Master Hui Wen’s trump moves, One Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers, and other techniques all integrated.

Several times stronger than what Fan Jingfeng had used.

"Bang!"

A finger and a punch collided, yet no sound came out, or rather, the sound had transcended the range of human ears.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the Emperor of Night’s power shattered.

Ye Chenfeng did not stop, pointing again at the Emperor of Night’s Special Battle Armor.

"Boom!"

With an explosive sound, the Special Battle Armor rapidly shifted from a gaseous state to liquid, and finally solidified.

"Crack..."

Countless fine cracks appeared on the Special Battle Armor, before completely shattering.

The Emperor of Night’s Special Battle Armor was really destroyed.

The previously noisy arena instantly quieted down, and Ye Mingtian, who had been waiting for Young Master Zhao to fail, turned ashen: "Impossible! This can’t be happening! How did he destroy the Emperor of Night’s fighting spirit?"

"Clang!"

"Ah... it hurts!"

The weapon of a strong figure dropped on the ground, hit his foot, and elicited an exclamation.

The Wine God observing from the shadows tried to remain calm, wanting to sip from his jug to steady himself, but his trembling fingers betrayed his shock inside.

Everyone present appeared utterly dumbfounded, their bodies couldn’t stop trembling.

Sounds of gasping for air resonated, each person wide-eyed in astonishment.

The scene was unnaturally silent, everything before them completely overturned their understanding.

The experts of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion in the shadows displayed unbelievable expressions on their faces.

"After this battle, Young Master Zhao could be the foremost of the younger generation, couldn’t he?"

"Younger generation? You’re underestimating Young Master Zhao, aren’t you? He could easily enter the top three of the Dragon Ranking, becoming a mighty powerhouse like Feng Wuqing, dominating an era!"

"Isn’t this way too terrifying? Young Master Zhao is even more frightening than we thought!"

Then, a different opinion emerged: "You think it’s over? No, it’s just the beginning. The Emperor of Night is yet to unleash his real power! His true trump card is about to be forced out."

"Young Master Zhao, today, I will kill you for sure! You have truly enraged me!"

The Emperor of Night shouted angerly from mid-air.

The Emperor of Night wore a ring on each of his hands.

In that instant, an ancient, vast aura exuded, enveloping the heaven and earth.

"Is this your true self? But you’re still not my match!"

Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly.

"Divine-Annihilating Demon Realm!"

The Emperor of Night’s eyes turned crimson, his Magical Power surged, and with a mighty roar, a surge of Demonic Qi tore through the sky.

Simultaneously, he and Ye Chenfeng vanished...

"Hmm? Where are they? How did they disappear all of a sudden?"

Everyone asked in surprise.

The crowd was stunned, for they had disappeared from sight.

"The Emperor of Night has opened a Domain Space, Young Master Zhao is trapped inside, we can’t see them."

Ye Mingtian said calmly.

"Ah? Can’t see? Is there a way to watch?"

Someone asked unwillingly.

"Either use a Secret Technique or surpass their cultivation, at least Human Immortal Cultivation!"

Ye Mingtian replied.

"Ah? How are we supposed to know the outcome of the battle?"

The audience initially anticipated witnessing an earth-shattering battle, only to find it shrouded in Domain Space.

"Wait, whoever doesn’t emerge in the end loses!"

Ye Mingtian said coldly.

Meanwhile, a few people could still see the figures of the Emperor of Night and Ye Chenfeng.

They were the Military God and others, including Madam Feng Qiuhuang.

They continued to watch the battle.

"Pa!"

Suddenly, their vision of the scene vanished.

"Did Young Master Zhao open a Domain Space too?"

The crowd was shocked.

No one could see the battle scene anymore, no one knew what was happening now.

Ye Mingtian was taken aback, muttering to himself: "Double Domain Space, even I can’t see it now."

Inside the Domain Space.

Ye Chenfeng and the Emperor of Night were confronting each other.

"Young Master Zhao, I admit you are absurdly powerful, all of this including the Special Battle Armor’s ultimate form was meant for Feng Wuqing! Didn’t expect to use it on you first."

The Emperor of Night sneered.

"Then how were you originally planning to deal with me?"

Ye Chenfeng asked.

"Originally, I intended to handle you like Ye Chenfeng, with the Special Battle Armor’s junior and intermediate states being sufficient. But alas, Ye Chenfeng is dead, so I had to use it on you! Truly didn’t expect this..."

The Emperor of Night sighed deeply.

"Ye Chenfeng? Who said he was dead?"

Ye Chenfeng’s mouth suddenly showed a mysterious smile.