Yun Yingluo's picturesque face was currently filled with anxiety.
She knew what kind of disaster Ye Junlin, having transformed into the War God of the Disaster Clan, would bring to the Boundary Sea.
Yun Yingluo did not want to see this happen.
Now, having arrived at the battlefield, she was stunned to see the scene of Jun Xiaoyao clashing with the War God of the Disaster Clan.
She had not expected that Jun Xiaoyao would possess such means to block the offensive of the War God of the Disaster Clan.
However, now was not the time to be shocked.
Yun Yingluo needed to assist Ye Junlin in resisting the will of the War God of the Disaster Clan.
As for why Yun Yingluo had this qualification.
It was very simple.
Because Ye Junlin was the Son of Calamity, and she was the Daughter of Calamity.
The power of the two was naturally complementary.
Although Yun Yingluo did not know if the combined power of the Son of Calamity and the Daughter of Calamity could shake the will of the War God of the Disaster Clan.
She believed that she had to try.
This was for the sake of all living beings in the Boundary Sea.
And even more so, for the person she cared about and valued.
Thinking of this, Yun Yingluo did not hesitate in the slightest; her figure vanished from where she stood, dashing towards the War God of the Disaster Clan.
One had to know that in a collision of this level, even the mere shockwaves could shake many powerful Cultivators to death.
In the eyes of others, Yun Yingluo's actions were no different from suicide.
"The Daughter of Calamity, what is she trying to do?"
Some Calamity Clan members saw Yun Yingluo's actions and felt incredibly astonished and baffled.
On this side, Jun Xiaoyao was locked in combat with the War God of the Disaster Clan.
He also caught sight of Yun Yingluo at a glance.
"Little Aunt, what is she trying to do..."
He knew that Yun Yingluo was not an impulsive person.
Her desire to intervene at this moment clearly meant she had some plan in mind.
Could it be that Yun Yingluo had the ability to assist Ye Junlin in resisting the will of the War God of the Disaster Clan?
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao activated his Divine Dharma Body to strike, unleashing vast power as he suppressed the War God of the Disaster Clan.
He wanted to pin down the War God of the Disaster Clan!
Seeing this, the War God of the Disaster Clan's eyes erupted with a shocking, cold gleam.
No one had ever dared to suppress him like this.
Jun Xiaoyao's goal was not to suppress the War God of the Disaster Clan.
He just wanted to temporarily pin him down to create an opportunity for Yun Yingluo.
After all, if the two of them were fighting, Yun Yingluo would be unable to intervene at all.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's action, Yun Yingluo also sensed it.
Her eyes were fixed on that figure in fluttering white clothes.
Jun Xiaoyao knew what she was thinking and knew what her goal was.
This could perhaps be considered a form of tacit understanding.
"Xiao'er, I will definitely bring the other you back... definitely!"
Yun Yingluo vowed in her heart.
She was not of the Yun Clan; she was the foster sister Yun Tianya had picked up.
Although the people of the Yun Clan were all very good to her, and there were no barriers between them.
Yun Yingluo could still feel that sense of alienation in the Bloodline.
The first time she met Jun Xiaoyao was in the Xuanhuang Multiverse.
When she told Jun Xiaoyao that she was picked up from the outside by Yun Tianya and was not a member of the Yun Clan.
Jun Xiaoyao did not show any sign of minding it.
That sincerity from the bottom of his heart could not be faked.
And later, even when Yun Yingluo was used by the Calamity Clan.
And used it to plant the Curse of the Fallen Immortal into Jun Xiaoyao's body.
Jun Xiaoyao did not blame her in the slightest, and even secretly comforted her, telling her he was unharmed.
Jun Xiaoyao was such a person; towards his family, he could be infinitely forgiving.
Even though Yun Yingluo had no blood relation to him at all, being merely the foster sister his father had picked up.
Jun Xiaoyao could treat her with complete sincerity.
How could Yun Yingluo not be willing to risk her life for Jun Xiaoyao?
She directly activated her own power as the Daughter of Calamity, her Soul and Primordial Spirit both resonating!
"What is the Daughter of Calamity trying to do?"
"Could it be that she wants to resonate her Soul with our clan's War God to amplify his power?"
"That must be it. The Son of Calamity and the Daughter of Calamity have powers that are naturally complementary; the Daughter of Calamity must be trying to assist Lord War God."
On the Calamity Clan side, some clansmen saw this scene and speculated.
They would never have guessed that the truth was the exact opposite of what they thought!
At this moment, within the mental space.
Boom!
Ye Junlin's figure was once again smashed heavily onto the ground, splashing up countless blood-stained dust and sand.
If one looked closely, one could see.
Ye Junlin's figure had actually become much more illusory.
It was as if a Dharma Body was about to run out of power.
This was actually the manifestation of his will.
It represented that, right now, Ye Junlin's will had been worn down once again.
This was not because Ye Junlin's will was not strong.
But rather that his opponent, the will of the War God of the Disaster Clan, was too powerful and terrifying.
It could be said that if anyone else had been in his place, their will would have collapsed instantly.
It would have been impossible to persist for such a long time like Ye Junlin.
"You... are quite surprising."
Watching Ye Junlin struggling to stand up.
The War God of the Disaster Clan was silent for a moment, then spoke.
At this moment, Ye Junlin possessed a kind of persistence, a kind of unyielding spirit.
It was somewhat admirable.
Ye Junlin struggled to stand up again.
Honestly, in this situation, anyone else would have fallen into absolute despair.
Because there was simply not a shred of chance of winning.
But Ye Junlin's gaze remained as indifferent as always, as if there were no emotional ripples at all.
Let alone any emotions of pain or despair.
Suddenly, right at this moment, within this mental space.
Another figure appeared once again.
It was Yun Yingluo!
Her will manifested as a projection in this mental space.
And when she saw Ye Junlin, whose figure was somewhat illusory.
She could no longer suppress the anxiety in her heart and flashed to stand before Ye Junlin.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing Yun Yingluo, Ye Junlin was also surprised.
Did she not know how dangerous this clash of wills was?
Yun Yingluo said, "I have a reason that I must come."
"I want to awaken you, to let your true will awaken."
"What do you mean by that?"
Ye Junlin looked at Yun Yingluo.
At this moment, the War God of the Disaster Clan's eyes revealed a trace of coldness.
Ye Junlin suddenly felt his consciousness tremble.
An unprecedented, severe pain, as if it wanted to tear his Soul apart!
The next moment, Ye Junlin's gaze suddenly fell upon himself.
Then, his eyes froze!
Because, on his body, he was wearing mottled, ancient general's armor!
Behind his back, four blood-colored flags were inserted!
"This..."
Even with Ye Junlin's Heart-Nature, his eyes froze at this moment.
His gaze suddenly looked toward the distant sky.
Where was the figure of the War God of the Disaster Clan?
"This... what is going on?"
"I... who am I exactly?"
Ye Junlin was suddenly confused.
From beginning to end, there were never two figures.
There was only his own figure.
He had always been fighting a non-existent will.
Or rather, he was that will.
Then now.
Was he Ye Junlin?
Or the War God of the Disaster Clan?
"Cough..."
Ye Junlin pressed his hand against his forehead, feeling a pain that seemed as if his Soul was about to split apart.
And just at this moment, a pair of jade hands supported both sides of his cheeks.
Ye Junlin looked at the woman before him and murmured, "I, who am I?"
Yun Yingluo looked at Ye Junlin, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness like water.
She parted her lips slightly and said.
"You are Ye Junlin, and also Jun Xiaoyao; you are the person I care about most."
"Jun Xiaoyao?"
Ye Junlin was stunned.
Yun Yingluo raised her jade hand and placed it on the white bone mask on Ye Junlin's face.
Then she slowly removed it!