Grumble!

A terrifying pressure covered Qiao Yu, causing his bones to creak.

This pressure from Ye Xingcheng was forcing him to kneel, but Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and struggled to resist.

This was the second time he had faced the terror of a pseudo-god tier existence head-on. The first time was in the Third Universe, facing Shao Shou.

This time, it was facing Ye Xingcheng, who had just experienced the pain of losing his daughter.

Even though his strength had improved a lot since the Third Universe, Qiao Yu still clearly felt his own insignificance when facing a pseudo-god tier.

Seeing that Qiao Yu could withstand the pressure he was releasing, Ye Xingcheng raised an eyebrow.

Then, he put the jade flute to his lips and began to play softly.

The starry sky trembled, and a dark red, terrifying hand suddenly emerged from the darkness. The hand had no skin, only knotted red muscles.

The dark red hand looked extremely eerie, as if it had reached out from hell. Even the void was torn apart as it headed straight for Qiao Yu with terrifying fluctuations.

The Purgatory Corpse King didn't hesitate at all and took the initiative to attack.

After all, Qiao Yu getting beaten was the same as him getting beaten.

Terrifying corpse energy rose up, turning into a terrifying corpse dragon that roared towards the stars and collided with the dark red hand.

The two attacks collided, and a vast aftershock of energy spread out.

The aftershock of the battle between the man and the corpse alone was enough to easily kill a Saint tier.

"Is this the pseudo-god tier? How terrifying!"

Many small forces who had never seen a pseudo-god tier in action were dumbfounded.

This kind of power was simply unimaginable to them. If a pseudo-god tier expert was willing, they could probably easily destroy a second-rate force on their own.

Even a first-rate force would find it difficult to resist the full force of a pseudo-god tier expert.

After the collision, Ye Xingcheng only had his black hair blown back from his forehead.

On the other hand, the Purgatory Corpse King couldn't help but retreat hundreds of feet.

However, the Purgatory Corpse King was already thick-skinned. After advancing to the pseudo-god tier, his defense was even more astonishing.

He shook his head and charged up again as if nothing had happened.

Ye Xingcheng frowned. His realm was two levels higher than his opponent, yet the other party had taken a hit from him and was completely fine.

What kind of monster was this thing?

Seeing this, Ye Xingcheng immediately changed his strategy.

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot shines!"

Ye Xingcheng played the jade flute again. This time, the sound of the flute turned into a translucent, crystal-clear jade pot, directly enveloping the Purgatory Corpse King.

The Purgatory Corpse King waved his fists, and corpse energy, like a dragon, frantically bombarded the jade pot, but the jade pot remained motionless.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't break my jade pot with your strength."

Ye Xingcheng's voice was cold, and then he turned his gaze to the kind Qiao Yu.

"Now there's no one to protect you, die!"

Ye Xingcheng stretched out a finger, which turned into a towering jade pillar hanging down from the starry sky.

With Qiao Yu's strength, Ye Xingcheng didn't even need to use the jade flute. Just a finger was enough to display supreme power.

The jade pillar formed by the finger tore through the void and pressed directly towards Qiao Yu, as if crushing an ant.

Qiao Yu's entire body was blasted backwards like a cannonball.

"Qiao Yu!"

Bai Shi Yan's eyes turned red, and he punched the Azure Dragon in front of him away.

Li Sheng Tian retreated without continuing to block Bai Shi Yan. Instead, he took the initiative to undo the Four Symbols Sky-Supporting Formation.

Ye Xingcheng and the Purgatory Corpse King's actions meant that this place had become a battlefield for pseudo-god tiers.

Unless their four major sects also called out the pseudo-god tiers from within their sects, there was nothing for them to do here.

Ye Xingcheng frowned even more deeply.

According to his estimation, Qiao Yu would definitely be reduced to ashes under his finger. How could he have been blasted away instead?

At the same time, the Purgatory Corpse King, trapped in the jade pot, spat out a large mouthful of brown blood, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

"Qiao Yu, you son of a b****, you should have dodged! If you couldn't, you could have run away!"

The Purgatory Corpse King was actually not afraid of Ye Xingcheng at all. Even if he couldn't beat Ye Xingcheng, it would definitely not be so easy for Ye Xingcheng to kill him.

However, Qiao Yu's existence was like the Purgatory Corpse King's weakness.

All the damage that Qiao Yu suffered was transferred to the Purgatory Corpse King.

The Purgatory Corpse King wanted to cry but had no tears. Was he going to die again just after being resurrected?

Bai Shi Yan also rushed in front of Ye Xingcheng at this moment and threw a punch.

However, Bai Shi Yan had wasted twenty years of his life after all. As a demigod tier peak, he was still a little lacking when he clashed with Ye Xingcheng, who was at the third level of the pseudo-god tier.

Ye Xingcheng waved his jade flute, and Bai Shi Yan was directly knocked back.

Then, Ye Xingcheng looked at Qiao Yu again.

"I'd like to see how many times you can block me!"

Ye Xingcheng pressed out another finger, and a terrifying towering jade pillar descended from the sky.

However, before it could fall on Qiao Yu, an icy cold voice rang out from the depths of the starry sky.

"Bullying the weak, bullying the descendants of my Bai family, Ye Xingcheng, you have a lot of prestige."

As soon as the words fell, a huge fist that blotted out the sky and sun rushed out from the depths of the starry sky.

In front of that dazzling fist, even the stars paled in comparison.

The sound of rushing water resounded throughout the entire starry sky, making everyone's scalp tingle.

Ye Xingcheng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly placed the jade flute to his lips, but before he could play it, the fist shattered the jade pillar formed by his finger and directly slammed into Ye Xingcheng's body.

"Pfft!"

Ye Xingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and the purple jade flute in his hand shattered in response, turning into a pile of fragments.

A punch from afar, severely injuring Ye Xingcheng!

Who exactly was this person who had such terrifying strength?

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

When Bai Xin Weng stepped out of the starry sky with his hands behind his back, everyone was taken aback.

The person who came was actually the patriarch of the Bai family!

However, after thinking about it, they felt somewhat relieved. If such a super genius appeared in their family, their family's patriarch would definitely rush out immediately.

Ye Xingcheng's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he also knew very well.

With Bai Xin Weng here, if he dared to act fierce in front of Bai Xin Weng again, he would be courting death.

Bai Xin Weng carried his hands behind his back, his face expressionless. His pair of old and deep eyes swept across Ye Xingcheng's face and the faces of the other forces' leaders.

Anyone who was stared at by Bai Xin Weng's eyes couldn't help but feel a chill.

Then, Bai Xin Weng spoke in a loud voice.

"The Tianhe Star Trial is all about relying on one's own abilities! If you don't like my Bai family's Qiao Yu, the people of the same generation can attack as they please!"

"Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, if someone of the same generation can kill Qiao Yu, then it's just that he, Qiao Yu, is not skilled enough."

"But if you want to bully the weak, then don't blame my Bai family for being impolite!"

As soon as Bai Xin Weng's voice fell, a terrifying power soared into the sky.

The void cracked open, and black cracks appeared. Bai Xin Weng's power seemed to be about to destroy the entire Ninth Universe.

Feeling this power, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

Was this the aura of the head of the Bai family?

Then, Bai Xin Weng swept his gaze over everyone present again and shouted.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

His voice was like thunder, rolling and spreading out.

Ye Xingcheng and the others glanced at Qiao Yu, who was so old that he was unrecognizable. They knew very well that they definitely had no chance to kill Qiao Yu today.

But seeing Qiao Yu's aged appearance, they no longer took Qiao Yu to heart.

After all, the value that a 20-year-old genius and a 70-year-old genius could create was completely different.

Looking at his appearance, even if they didn't kill him, this kid wouldn't have many years left to live.

If Qiao Yu hadn't been so old, it was estimated that many top forces would not have given up so easily.

"Let's go!"

Ye Xingcheng's expression changed for a while, and then he led the Ye family away directly.

After that, the remaining top forces also tacitly activated their starships and left.

In a short while, most of the top forces outside Tianhe Star had retreated.

Bai Xin Weng turned his head with a cold face and began to search for Qiao Yu.

But after looking around, he couldn't find that familiar figure.

But when he saw the elderly version of Qiao Yu, the uninformed Bai Xin Weng couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship. He stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said,

"This brother, have you seen my Bai family's Qiao Yu? His eyes are the same azure blue as yours."