Chapter 1288: Space Storm!

Back when Ye Yuan was still at the Divine King realm, even the three Great Demon Gods working together could not break through his defenses.

Now that he had broken through to the Divine realm, his defenses were many times stronger than before.

But even so, Ye Yuan soon found himself unable to withstand the surging space turbulence coming from all directions.

His divine essence was depleting rapidly, and his physical strength was also draining quickly.

At this rate of consumption, it would not be long before he was completely swallowed by the violent space turbulence.

"Alas, boy, I told you not to come, but you insisted! Now do you realize that Kunwu and I weren't joking with you?"

In his sea of consciousness, Wuchen's voice rang out.

How could the massive drain on Ye Yuan's essence and strength escape his notice?

They had only just started, and Ye Yuan was already struggling to hold on.

If he went any further, he would surely die.

Ye Yuan smiled bitterly. "Senior, if you have time to mock me, why not help me think of a way out!"

"Hey, crossing the space turbulence can only be done by relying on one's own strength. I can barely save myself right now; how could I possibly help you?" said Wuchen.

Ye Yuan had no choice but to grit his teeth and tough it out.

Ye Yuan carefully avoided space fragments while gritting his teeth against the impact of the space turbulence.

At first, Ye Yuan moved very quickly.

But soon, his steps became arduous.

Though the process was painful, Ye Yuan relied on his powerful defenses to slowly advance.

Having cultivated the Profound Martial Body Divine Art to the first layer of the Divine Path, Ye Yuan's defenses were even stronger than those of cultivators at the mid-stage or even late-stage of the Cave Abyss Divine Realm back in the day!

Combined with the Sword Domain, Ye Yuan's defenses were absolutely comparable to a Great Perfection Cave Abyss Divine Realm cultivator!

Ye Yuan had that much confidence.

As time passed, even Wuchen in the Soul-Calming Pearl was amazed by Ye Yuan's perseverance.

By the reckoning of the Divine Realm, Ye Yuan had been walking in the space turbulence for seven days and seven nights.

Logically, Ye Yuan should have reached his limit long ago.

But relying on his willpower and fine control over divine essence, he had managed to hold on for seven days and seven nights.

The Divine Realm no longer had divine-grade spiritual medicines, and Ye Yuan had no divine pill formulas, so he could not refine divine pills at all.

Even Profound-grade pills of the Tongxuan tier were useless to Ye Yuan now.

Without the support of pills, Ye Yuan could only rely on his own strength.

Here, Ye Yuan pushed his advantages as an alchemist to the limit.

His control over the Sword Domain could be described as meticulous.

If he could use half a strand of divine essence, he would never use even a single strand more!

When a person is pushed to the limit, they can unleash tremendous potential.

In seven days, Ye Yuan's fine control over divine essence had improved even further.

Even Wuchen found this secretly remarkable.

However, even if Ye Yuan had lasted seven days and seven nights, it was only the first step of a long march.

According to Wuchen, crossing this sea of space would take two months!

The further he went, the fiercer the space turbulence would become, and the greater Ye Yuan's consumption would be.

So even though Ye Yuan had lasted seven days and seven nights, Wuchen was not optimistic about him at all.

In seven days, Ye Yuan's divine essence had already been depleted by more than half.

For the remaining journey, the consumption would only increase. How could he possibly sustain himself through the rest?

Suddenly, Ye Yuan frowned. The energy fluctuations around him had become even more violent in an instant.

Almost immediately, the pressure on Ye Yuan surged, and the consumption of divine essence and physical strength multiplied several times.

Ye Yuan's face turned extremely ugly. At this rate, he wouldn't last much longer.

"Senior, what's happening?" Ye Yuan asked Wuchen.

Wuchen's expression also turned grim. He said in a deep voice, "You've really hit the jackpot! This... this is a space storm!"

"Space storm?" Ye Yuan's brow furrowed even tighter.

The name didn't sound like hitting the jackpot at all.

Wuchen said, "A space storm occurs when two massive space fragments collide and shatter, completely disrupting the energy in the sea of space. It's like a tsunami in the ocean. The intensity of the space turbulence can instantly increase by tens or even hundreds of times! But such space storms are rarely encountered even once in decades. I can't believe you ran into one! Ye Yuan, retreat! Once a space storm starts, there's no way you can get through the space turbulence!"

Clearly, even Wuchen was extremely wary of this space storm.

Ye Yuan drew a cold breath. An increase of tens or even hundreds of times—there was no way he could withstand that with his strength.

This was truly a case of 'when it rains, it pours.' Ye Yuan hadn't expected to be so 'lucky' as to encounter such a thing.

Ye Yuan's expression shifted uncertainly, and his heart was filled with struggle.

The energy fluctuations around him grew increasingly intense, nearly tearing his body apart.

And this was only the beginning. Further ahead, the space storm would be even more terrifying!

Too terrifying to imagine!

"Ye Yuan, what are you waiting for? A space storm is absolutely not something you can withstand alone! Even a Divine Lord entering the storm's center would be dead!" Wuchen urged anxiously.

He didn't want Ye Yuan to die either, or else he might never have another chance to awaken.

The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Forest World could no longer sustain itself for much longer.

But Ye Yuan was still hesitating.

"Ye Yuan, hurry! Any slower and it'll be too late!"

Suddenly, Ye Yuan gritted his teeth, pushed his essence and physical strength to the limit, and plunged headlong into the storm!

"Ye Yuan, have you lost your mind? You're courting death!" Wuchen roared.

He hadn't expected Ye Yuan to advance instead of retreating, charging straight into the space storm.

Ye Yuan said nothing. His gaze was resolute as he charged into the space storm without looking back.

The space storm was massive, and Ye Yuan had already been swept into it. Even if he tried to escape, he might not make it out.

Turning back now, his essence and strength might not be enough to get him back to the starting point.

So he chose to advance!

Since he had come this far, there was no turning back.

Hesitating would only get him killed faster.

"Madman! You madman! You reckless fool! You arrogant brat! Do you think that just because you've mastered the Heavenly Dao, you can look down on everything? Let me tell you, in the Tongtian Realm, you're nothing but an ant..."

Wuchen roared in Ye Yuan's sea of consciousness, but no matter what he said, Ye Yuan paid him no heed.

He stubbornly pressed forward, pushing his essence and physical strength to the limit.

The violent energy cut into Ye Yuan's body like sharp knives.

Soon, his defenses began to fail.

Ye Yuan's body endured tremendous impact.

Ye Yuan activated the Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art, frantically repairing the damage within his body.

The space storm grew fiercer, savagely ravaging Ye Yuan's physical body.