The sword users executed various moves in an attempt to defeat the woman in the red dress. Observing the battle, Ye Jingyi comprehended the bear's insight. The confrontation proved highly destructive, decimating the surrounding landscape.
Taking the perspective of a bystander, Ye Jingyi discerned the differences between the two sides. While the lady in red currently held the upper hand, this momentum seemed unsustainable in the long run. Fatigue would eventually set in, revealing a vulnerability that could have dire consequences.
Despite the critical point reached on the battlefield, Ye Jingyi remained indifferent. He had no allegiance to either party and saw no personal gain in intervening. The idea of aiding the lady solely due to her beauty amused him; he prioritized self-preservation over impulsive heroics.
Contemplating the situation, Ye Jingyi reasoned that the battlefield could be a breeding ground for unexpected plans or concealed allies. Maintaining a cautious stance, he refrained from jumping into action.
As signs of exhaustion surfaced in the woman, the tension on the battlefield escalated to a critical point.
Witnessing the woman's signs of exhaustion, her enemies erupted in joy. One of the swordsmen shouted, "She is showing signs of exhaustion. I will attack her with full power and completely exhaust her; then, you guys take care of the rest." With determination, he raised his sword, and a bright white light enveloped him and the weapon.
"Extreme Swordsmanship- Third Stance: The River of Sword Intent!" he declared, executing his most potent skill. A small river made of white light formed on the sword's edge, swiftly moving toward the woman. Recognizing the danger, the woman became serious and controlled her sword, rapidly forming seals.
"Nirvana Fire Technique- Sixth Move: Earth Core Serpent!" she announced, and a burst of flames erupted from her body, shaping a silhouette of a nine-meter serpent. The serpent opened its mouth, launching fiery bites at the six adversaries in front of it.
In that moment, Ye Jingyi was stunned by the appearance of the flame serpent.
The danger in this place was too palpable, prompting Ye Jingyi to decide on a swift departure. The adage held true: when gods fought, mortals suffered. However, as he began retreating, a sudden change seized him, halting his footsteps.
A sensation akin to being engulfed in fire coursed through every inch of his body—veins, skeletons, muscles, internal organs. The experience wasn't painful, but it left him thoroughly uncomfortable, a feeling he couldn't shake. Bewildered, he struggled to comprehend the changes unfolding within him.
"Di...Di...Di... Unknown energy detected in the Master's body. Scanning... Analyzing the body... energy... Analysis Failed... Unknown energy particles detected inside the body... Deploying Med bots... Di... Di....Di... The Med Bots have been destroyed..." The mechanical voice went unheard as Ye Jingyi found himself overwhelmed by the disconcerting sensations, the world spinning around him.
Simultaneously, the flames on the serpent's body intensified, elevating the surrounding temperature to an unbearable level. This trump card came at a cost—the depletion of the woman's spiritual energy reserve. Despite the expenditure, the formidable serpent posed a threat beyond the capabilities of a Nascent Soul Realm practitioner.
Observing her adversaries' paling faces, she concealed a triumphant smirk beneath the veil, uttering with conviction, "Die!" Her intent was clear—to eradicate these pursuers who pursued her like mad dogs.
As the serpent lunged towards its targets, the atmosphere underwent a sudden transformation. Black clouds converged overhead, punctuated by flashes of lightning. A somber gloom settled upon the scene. All present, practitioners of power (excluding Ye Jingyi), recognized this as a Thunder Sanction.
Thoughts raced through their minds—whose fate had drawn the Thunder Sanction? The lightning erupted, and thunder crashed ferociously upon the earth. To everyone's bewilderment, the mighty thunder struck an empty spot.
Confusion reigned until a silhouette materialized before them, a revelation that sent shockwaves through their beings. Someone had been standing there under their very noses? Amidst the perplexed gazes, only the woman in the red dress maintained a composed demeanor, observing the newcomer with keen interest.
As the dust settled, the owner of the silhouette became clear—a young man. Oddly, he bore no cultivation base.
"How is this possible? How can one survive the Thunder Sanction with the body of a mortal?" The previously silent old man voiced his astonishment. He had witnessed numerous Thunder Sanctions, yet never had he seen a mortal endure one unscathed.
Stunned and bewildered, the onlookers were particularly confounded But the most confused person was Ye Jingyi standing there.
'Who am I? Where am I? What happened just now?' He almost has amnesia once again. The revelation of the melted part of his Nano Suit further compounded his distress. Almost half of the Nano Suit was destroyed by the thunder just now.
He doubted whether or not he was wearing a defective product. The company guaranted that this Nano Suit can withstand the attack of Little boy.
"Uh, hello, everyone! I am Thor. The previous Thunder was a special effect for my entry."
However, as he spoke, an intense discomfort surged through Ye Jingyi's body. A cluster of golden flames materialized, consuming the remnants of his Nano Combat Suit. Behind him, a formidable Phantom of the Golden Sun emerged, casting brilliant illumination.
His skin underwent a transformative process, enveloped in a golden fire that assumed the semblance of armor. On his forehead, a mysterious tattoo emerged—an ancient tree with a sun hanging from its branches. These patterns extended across his body, rendering him powerless and incapable of movement.
Wide-eyed stares from the onlookers bore witness to this extraordinary phenomenon. All of the people present looked at him with wide eyes. Seeing this Ye Jingyi thought to himself.
Don't get me wrong, everyone, I am not pretending or stealing your limelight…
"Golden Sun Divine Body!" The old man, flag in hand, exclaimed in surprise. The series of shocks he had experienced left him questioning the very fabric of his existence.