In this duel, Mu Yu was obviously at a disadvantage. Although he exerted all his power of the sun and tried to resist the attack of the men in black robes, every collision was like a huge wave breaking sand and rocks, causing him to retreat steadily. The power of the sun was like a burning flame in his hands, hot and dazzling, but it seemed pale and powerless in front of the power of Emperor Jun.
The imperial power of the man in black robe is like the abyss of night, swallowing up Mu Yu's power of the sun. Every time they fight, it's like darkness swallowing up light, making Mu Yu's aura gradually weaken. His power of the sun was like a candle swaying under the scorching sun in front of the black-robed man's imperial power, and might be extinguished at any time.
In desperation, Mu Yu could only rely on the mysterious power of the lunar calendar. He recited the incantation silently in his heart, and the aura around him began to change. The originally blazing power of the sun was gradually replaced by the cold power of the lunar yin. A cold aura emanated from his body, like frost in the dark night, biting to the bone.
The man in black robe was not surprised by this change, he just smiled coldly, formed a seal with his hands, and suppressed the emperor's power even more powerfully. The power of Taiyin and the power of Emperor Jun collided together, silently, but like two endless torrents colliding with each other.
Under this power, Mu Yu's figure could hardly remain stable, but he still persisted tenaciously, exerting the power of the Taiyin power to the extreme. The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack. He just used the power of Emperor Jun to firmly restrain Mu Yu and wait for his power to be exhausted.
As time passed, Mu Yu's body began to tremble and his face turned pale. He knew that this duel had reached its final moments. He gritted his teeth, formed seals with his hands again, and a stronger lunar power burst out. However, this power is still insignificant compared to the power of Emperor Jun.
Finally, under this powerful force, Mu Yu's body shattered like broken glass. The moment he was about to fall, a strong golden light shot out from his broken body and shot straight into the sky. The powerful power contained in this golden light made the man in black robe take a step back.
Mu Yu gritted his teeth, knowing that there was no way out now. He closed his eyes, unable to see the scene around him, and felt the powerful power with his heart. His heart was full of firmness and determination, and he understood that only by trying his best could he possibly break through this predicament.
He began to concentrate and mobilize the power in his body. He could feel the power surging within his body, like a violent flood that could erupt at any time. He carefully channeled that power, trying to fuse it together.
However, that power seemed to be alive, stubbornly resisting his control. Mu Yu's heart tightened. He knew that forcibly integrating the power of yin and yang would not be easy. However, he also understood that only by fusing this power together could a powerful explosive force be produced, and only then could it be possible to break through the predicament at hand.
Therefore, he did not flinch and continued to channel that power desperately. His body was shaking, his heart was racing, and his soul was burning. He tried his best to fuse that power together.
Finally, in a violent vibration, the power was finally fused together. In an instant, a powerful explosive force burst out from his body, instantly tearing apart the surrounding air.
Mu Yu felt as if he was thrown out by a huge force, and his whole body flew up. His body was filled with a sense of power, and he knew that he had done it. He successfully merged Yin and Yang to create powerful explosive power.
At this time, although he still cannot achieve the fusion of yin and yang, there is no other way at this time. He can only forcibly fuse yin and yang together to produce huge explosive power. This is also his last trump card.
At that moment, Mu Yu seemed to transform into a giant dragon between heaven and earth, galloping around without fear. Yin and Yang energy surged in his body, and it was this power that made him stand like the sun in the sky, standing between heaven and earth. That force was like a raging wave, setting off earth-shaking power and shrouding the whole place in a mysterious atmosphere.
Throughout the venue, the roar of energy was like thunder, constantly echoing in the ears. It was a soul-shaking loud noise, a thrilling roar. It is like an irresistible torrent, surging in every corner, making it impossible for people to ignore its existence.
In the roar of this violent energy, the man in black robe was like a fragile boat, being instantly swept away by the violent torrent. His figure was tumbling in the air, and his black robe was fluttering in the energy storm, as if it would be torn apart at any time. He was blown away by this powerful force of destruction.
Two powerful forces conflict with each other and cannot be reconciled. This is the power of yin and yang. These two forces are opposite like heaven and earth, and intertwined like the sun and moon. The conflict between them is not only a physical collision, but also a collision of concepts. It is a duel between ancient natural laws and the root power of everything in the world.
When these two forces meet in the air, they create an indescribable energy. This is a hot and cold, powerful and destructive force. It is like a huge whirlpool, constantly devouring everything around it. Any life that comes close to it seems to be swept into it by the invisible wind, and is instantly torn into nothingness.
The energy erupted from this force was like a huge beam of light shooting into the sky. It was a shocking light, bright and hot, like millions of suns shining at the same time. It illuminates the entire battlefield of the gods, leaving those mysterious powers that were once only heard in legends with nowhere to hide under this light.
At the same time, this force also produced a strange and powerful wave, like silent thunder reverberating in the air, instantly spreading to every corner within a hundred miles. This is a wave that transcends sound. It directly impacts people's hearts, making everyone who feels it feel an indescribable shock and fear.
A strong light rose from the center of the conflict, like a pillar of light reaching into the sky, illuminating the battlefield. This light is so intense that even the strongest warriors cannot look directly at it. It illuminates every inch of land, every sky, and even every soul.
This battlefield, the stage for the battle of the gods, was illuminated by this power as bright as day. Every mountain, river, forest, building, and even every grain of sand is clearly reflected. All living creatures appear so small in this light, and behind this light is the endless conflict of the power of yin and yang.
Each collision leaves a crack in space. This crack expanded instantly, swallowing everything, and not even time could leave a trace in it.
