“Hehe! Kill him, let’s just kill him!!”
“Alright, we’ll go kill him right now!!”
At this moment, Ye Wushuang seemed to them like prey already caught in their trap—something they could dispose of whenever they pleased. And now that they had made up their minds to kill him, they didn’t hesitate for even a second to make their move.
But just as they were saying all that, Ye Wushuang had already taken the initiative to strike first.
His flames shot straight toward the Supreme Realm powerhouses from the Yemotian Universe. In the blink of an eye, three of those Supreme Realm experts were set ablaze.
And at that very instant, their cries of alarm rang out.
“Watch out! Watch out for his flames!!”
One of them tried to warn the others to be careful of Ye Wushuang’s fire, because he could already tell it was no ordinary flame.
Unfortunately, his warning came a step too late—Ye Wushuang’s flames had already caught on their bodies. And that included the very person who had just opened his mouth to warn the rest.
The moment this Yemotian Supreme Realm powerhouse felt the flame ignite on his own body, his first instinct was to extinguish it. But then, to his utter shock, he realized that no matter how he mobilized the spiritual energy within him, no matter what techniques or Dao arts he used, he simply could not put out Ye Wushuang’s fire.
It was as if the flame had taken root in his very flesh—eternal, unquenchable.
That unquenchable nature didn’t escape his notice for long. First came bewilderment, then sheer terror.
“No—no, this is the Undying True Flame! This is his Undying True Flame!!”
“Everyone, be careful! All of you, be extremely careful—this is the Undying True Flame! Whatever you do, don’t let it touch your bodies!!”
He hurriedly shouted at the others, warning them not to let even a single ember land on their skin. Because once it stuck, there was no putting it out.
But no sooner had he finished speaking than an intense, searing pain shot through him—a kind of burning agony he had never experienced in his entire life. It brought with it a deep, profound suffering.
That pain shut him up immediately. He stopped trying to warn the others. He stopped trying to extinguish his own flames. He knew—once the Undying True Flame caught hold, it was nearly impossible to snuff out.
At that moment, his eyes locked onto Ye Wushuang with nothing but murderous intent. He understood that the only way to put out the fire on his body was to kill Ye Wushuang. Otherwise, they would all likely be burned to ash by this very flame.
Driven by that desperate realization, he blurted out urgently:
“Kill him! We have to kill him—or else the flames on our bodies will never go out!!”
Those words jolted the other two Supreme Realm powerhouses awake in an instant. They immediately knew what had to be done.
“Kill him! Once he’s dead, our crisis will be resolved!!”
“He’s a prodigy, a terrifying force on the battlefield—there’s no way we can let him live!!”
They could already see the shadow of the Fire God in Ye Wushuang, and they could even envision the devastating destruction he would cause if left alive. Because of that, the thought burning in their minds was absolute: Ye Wushuang must die.
Driven by that fierce determination, they charged straight at him without a moment’s hesitation—so fast that most onlookers only saw a blur.
Then, the space where Ye Wushuang had been standing was instantly flooded with overwhelmingly powerful attacks.
Many people couldn’t help but cry out loud at that sight:
“Watch out!!”
“Quick, get out of the way!!”
“Be careful of their attacks!!”
The strikes of Supreme Realm powerhouses were not to be taken lightly—especially for a Maharaja Realm cultivator, they were absolutely lethal. So they all shouted, trying to warn Ye Wushuang to stay safe.
But even as those words left their mouths, their hearts sank. They felt that by the time they had finished speaking, Ye Wushuang might already be in grave danger. The enemy’s attacks were simply too ferocious. Under such overwhelming assault, it seemed unlikely that he could survive.
However, the reality was completely different from what they had imagined.
The moment those attacks came crashing down, Ye Wushuang had already long since vacated that area. Even without using the law of speed, his mobility was far beyond what ordinary cultivators could match. To many, it was nothing more than a flash before their eyes—and then Ye Wushuang had already darted past them.
The Supreme Realm powerhouses all fixed their gazes on him, intent on ending his life. Yet their eyes were also filled with utter disbelief—because they could all sense it: his speed was shockingly, almost impossibly fast.
Never before had they seen such speed in a Maharaja Realm cultivator. And that realization made all three of them feel how troublesome this opponent truly was.
They exchanged glances among themselves, and without hesitation, they surrounded him from three directions. Their plan was simple: coordinate their assault and take him down together.
But since they had already made their move, there was no way Ye Wushuang would just stand there and do nothing.
Without the slightest delay, Ye Wushuang mobilized the violet energy within him. In an instant, all three Supreme Realm powerhouses were set ablaze. In the blink of an eye, they had all turned into living torches.
Blazing flames licked at every inch of their skin—and for them, that was absolutely fatal.
One of the Supreme Realm experts completely abandoned his charge and began rolling on the ground, writhing in agony.
“Argh! Help me, please save me! Someone, put out the fire!!”
He could no longer bear the searing pain; he had lost all composure and was begging for help. At this point, he had no strength left to launch any attack on Ye Wushuang.
The other two Supreme Realm powerhouses, though still pressing forward, were clearly hampered as well. The flames tormented them relentlessly, making it nearly impossible for them to bring their full combat power to bear.
By the time they even reached Ye Wushuang’s side, their flesh had already been burned away completely. All that remained were a few charred bones—and in the end, they collapsed beneath the fire.
And so, before everyone’s eyes, they were burned to death—reduced to less than ashes, not even bone fragments left behind.
That sight made the other Supreme Realm powerhouses from the Yemotian Universe look at Ye Wushuang with entirely different eyes. Before this, they had paid little attention to a mere Maharaja Realm cultivator. But now, every single one of them regarded him with the utmost seriousness.
The very next moment, without any hesitation, they charged forward en masse. A rough count showed at least twenty Supreme Realm powerhouses bearing down on him.
