What If I Can't Die?

Hearing that the two of them were actually discussing how to divide him up, Ye Wenzhong's eyes instantly darkened.

He knew that he was at a dead end and that no one would be able to help him in a short period of time. Fury appeared in his eyes. "Alright, I really didn't expect my Ye Family to be worthy of the siege of the two demonic sects. However, it won't be so easy to kill me."

Pointing at his heart, the golden blood in his body boiled. He formed a seal with both hands and shouted with a solemn expression, "Golden-armored Heavenly God Possession!"

The golden light on his body shone brightly, and the Nomological power barrier appeared again. It quickly thickened, and a terrifying aura brewed.

A golden Axe divine pattern appeared between his brows. A mysterious, dignified, and domineering aura spread out. The surrounding Void distorted, and the poisonous insects that entered his body were forced out one by one.

"Hmph!"

With an angry snort, Ye Wenzhong's old hair danced in the air as his body rapidly expanded. With a crack, Lu Jiu's chains were actually broken.

"This old man is going all out!"

Lu Jiu's expression changed. After raising his hand, another chain shot out and wrapped around Ye Wenzhong to stop him from erupting.

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons waved his robe and three sharp and poisonous flying daggers shot out at an even faster speed.

Ding, ding, ding!

The Dharma treasures and flying daggers were actually blocked by the energy barrier released by Ye Wenzhong and could not advance even an inch.

At this moment, his eyes were golden. A giant figure appeared out of thin air behind him. It was more than a thousand meters tall and stood among the cultivators like a huge mountain.

This figure was covered in golden armor and held a huge axe in his hand. His eyes were like the sun, without any emotions. He looked down at all living beings as if he was looking at ants.

A terrifying domineering might enveloped the world. For a moment, the wind and clouds changed, and the sun and moon lost their color. Only the Golden Armor Heavenly God reigned supreme in the world.

The hearts of the two demonic sects sank, and their souls trembled. They felt insignificant and they even lost their fighting spirit when facing the Golden Armor Heavenly God.

The Ye Family members' blood boiled and their aura surged. They shouted fervently, "Heavenly God, Heavenly God!"

"This thing is quite cool. It looks even more powerful than the evil god projection."

Song Shi looked up at the phantom of the god that possessed Ye Wenzhong. Could this be the so-called summoning of a god?

"There must be a generous reward for being killed by this thing, right?"

His gaze shifted, and he had a thought.

"What a joke. He's just a phantom. How dare he call himself a Heavenly God?"

As many people looked up at the Golden Armor Heavenly God, Lu Jiu, whose dharma treasures he had broken free from, sneered. He condensed a huge amount of Nomological power into a ghost claw that was more than ten feet long and grabbed at the Golden Armor Heavenly God.

"An ant dares to touch a god?"

The Golden Armor Heavenly God spoke in a buzzing voice, as if it had a certain level of consciousness. This was similar to the projection of the evil god that Song Shi had encountered back then.

However, the difference was that the Heretic God's projection relied on a blood sacrifice and an Array Formation. This phantom God should have used Ye Wenzhong's bloodline to unleash some power.

However, after careful observation, he realized that the mastermind was still Ye Wenzhong. It was not the true consciousness of a god.

In the face of Lu Jiu's attack, the Golden Armor Heavenly God's axe gently lowered. With a loud bang, Lu Jiu's ghost hand shattered and he was forced back.

The huge axe paused for a moment before slashing down at Lu Jiu. The void in its path was vaguely broken.

Lu Jiu dodged with fear. With a bang, a canyon-like Fissure was split open in the ground.

The Golden Armor Heavenly God's hand descended and grabbed at the Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons. The latter immediately turned into a ball of colorful poisonous fog.

The golden hand squeezed casually and the air exploded. The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons grunted and revealed his physical body, suffering some losses.

"I'm going to slay a god today!"

Ghost Butcher, who was blocking the reinforcements, roared when he saw that the sect master was at a disadvantage. His Nomological power transformed into a huge evil spirit that rushed over and knocked the Golden Armor Heavenly God back.

As he attacked this phantom, the other people from the Demonic Sect also came back to their senses. They were no longer too afraid and continued to attack.

"Piss off!"

The Golden Armor Heavenly God swung his axe. With a deafening sound, the giant phantom's body was sent flying. Blood flowed from the corner of Ghost Butcher's mouth.

There was fear in his eyes. "This old dog already has the strength comparable to the Soul Transformation realm after being possessed by a god. I can't fight him head-on."

The difference between the Soul Transformation realm and the Nascent Soul realm was huge. It was like the difference between the Golden Core realm and the Foundation Establishment realm. There was an obvious qualitative change.

In fact, the Soul Transformation realm should be called the Essence Soul realm, which refers to cultivating the Essence Soul. As for why it was called the Soul Transformation realm, it was because this realm could mobilize the power of some gods and transform one into gods.

Ye Wenzhong had relied on his special bloodline to achieve this in advance. For the time being, no one was his match.

At the same time, the Golden Armor Heavenly God's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Lu Jiu and the other two saw this, their eyes lit up.

"Haha, this old dog can't hold on for long with the strength of a Nascent Soul."

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons laughed out loud. "After exhausting his strength, he will be as weak as a dead dog by the roadside."

He activated his poisonous fog Dharma treasures and rushed forward, preparing to deliberately consume Ye Wenzhong's Dharmic powers.

Ye Wenzhong, who had just enjoyed the pleasure of his sudden increase in strength, was shocked. Even with his Nascent Soul cultivation and bloodline power, he could not withstand such a level of consumption.

He did not dare to tangle with the three Nascent Souls anymore and walked towards the reinforcements.

He waved his huge axe and blocked the attacks of Lu Jiu and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators. At the same time, he forced the nearby cultivators of the Demonic Cults to retreat with the Ye Family.

Song Shi saw that Ye Wenzhong was retreating and thought for a moment. He maintained Ye Jingtian's appearance and followed the Ye Family members closer to Ye Wenzhong.

The latter's strength was rapidly depleting. After moving a dozen times just now, its body had already shrunk by more than half and was now less than a thousand feet.