Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

On the seventh floor, the Tower Spirits were roaring incessantly!

In the center of the area, four figures were locked in a fierce battle. Rings of energy surged outwards like a flood bursting from a dam, spreading in every direction.

The surrounding space hummed from the impacts. Vicious gales raged, forcing back the hordes of Tower Spirits.

On one side, Ye Rou fought Ouyang Hao. Armed with the terrifying weapon, the Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction, her strength was in no way inferior to the so-called number one genius, Ouyang Hao. She was even suppressing him.

On the other side, Ye Cheng was also using his Profound Spirit Warhammer to suppress Luo Tong.

However, the four were too evenly matched for anyone to land a killing blow. They were locked in a stalemate.

BOOM!

As Ye Rou and Ye Cheng unleashed their power, Ouyang Hao and Luo Tong were both sent flying back by a wave of energy!

The moment he was knocked back, Ouyang Hao said to Luo Tong, "There are two from the Ye Family. If they team up, they can kill us one by one and take the City Lord Token. How about you and I join forces to eliminate them first?"

"Eliminate them both?" Luo Tong was tempted. After all, the Ye Family duo currently had the upper hand. If this dragged on, he wouldn’t have any chance of seizing the City Lord Token.

"What’s your plan?" Luo Tong asked.

"Ye Rou’s foundation is unstable. She probably broke through recently. We’ll kill her first, then Ye Cheng." Ouyang Hao’s eyes blazed with scorching greed as he stared at the Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction in Ye Rou’s hands.

’Destroying a beautiful flower? I like the sound of that!’

Luo Tong smiled coldly.

BOOM!

The words had barely faded when they both shot forward, charging at Ye Rou.

"Flame Saber Technique!"

Wielding the Fierce Lion Battle Saber, Luo Tong slashed out, creating a boundless sea of fire.

Crimson flames churned within the fiery sea as a flaming, frenzied lion charged out, roaring at Ye Rou. The four- to five-meter-tall blaze made the very air SIZZLE. It was hard to imagine the terrifying destruction it would cause if it landed on a person.

Ye Rou’s eyes narrowed, her gaze as sharp as an arrow. A beam of blue light shot from the Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction like a ray of starlight, instantly piercing through the flaming lion!

Annihilation Finger!

Seizing the opportunity, Ouyang Hao pointed a finger. A gray ball of light rapidly expanded at his fingertip and shot out a terrifying beam, filled with annihilating Killing Power, straight for Ye Rou.

Ye Rou’s expression changed. She hadn’t expected them to abandon their fight with Ye Cheng and target her alone!

SWOOSH!

In her haste, she fired another blue arrow to counter Ouyang Hao’s attack.

But at her side, Luo Tong was already closing in for the kill.

If she blocked Ouyang Hao’s attack, Luo Tong’s would land on her. She was caught in a pincer attack, in danger of being severely wounded or even killed at any moment!

Of course, this fatal predicament could be avoided if Ye Cheng stepped in to block Luo Tong.

But Ye Cheng was single-mindedly focused on seizing the City Lord Token. Why would he care about Ye Rou’s life? Instead, he said coldly, "Ye Rou, hold them off for a bit. I’m going for the City Lord Token!"

With that, he seized the chance to rush toward the eighth floor, completely disregarding Ye Rou’s life—even though she was his own kin!

Seeing this, despair flooded Ye Rou’s heart.

BOOM!

Ye Cheng stepped onto the eighth floor. Ouyang Hao didn’t try to stop him; he knew an Elder was waiting up there.

Get lost!

The moment Ye Cheng set foot on the next level, a voice as cold as if it had come from Hell itself, filled with boundless fury, roared out from the eighth floor.

BANG!

Ye Cheng, who had just set one foot on the eighth floor, was suddenly sent flying back by a swift kick.

"You’d abandon your own family for a mere Token! Are you even human?!" Ye Wushuang charged out from the eighth floor, his furious voice exploding in the air.

Having witnessed Ye Cheng’s cold-hearted betrayal, a nameless rage burned fiercely within him!

Using Floating Light and Shadow, he crossed the void in an instant and slapped Ye Cheng across the face. The force was astonishing. SMACK! Ye Cheng’s body shot away like a cannonball, straight toward Luo Tong.

His speed was so incredible that he knocked Luo Tong back as well, sending them both crashing hard against the tower wall.

BOOM!

The stream of blue light also collided with the terrifying beam. The resulting shockwave, like a tidal wave, slammed into both Ye Rou and Ouyang Hao.

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang shot forward, reaching Ye Rou’s side in a flash. He instantly wrapped an arm around her slender waist as his Dragon-Shaped Qi flared out to shield them from the incoming blast.

Ouyang Hao, however, wasn’t so lucky. He was knocked back by the shockwave and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible? How..." Ouyang Hao steadied himself, staring at Ye Wushuang as if he’d seen a ghost. His mind was in turmoil.

’The Elder was at the True Essence Ninth Layer, yet he didn’t kill Ye Wushuang? How could I possibly believe this?’

Ye Wushuang ignored the other three and looked at Ye Rou with extreme concern. "Sister, did they hurt you?"

"I’m fine. Not a scratch on me."

Feeling Ye Wushuang’s concern, Ye Rou’s heart filled with bliss.

She knew just how important she was to him. She had no doubt that if she had been even slightly injured, Ye Wushuang would have gone on a murderous rampage.

"That’s good." Hearing her words, Ye Wushuang finally let out a breath of relief. He released Ye Rou, and his cold gaze turned to Ouyang Hao.

"You’re not dead!" Ouyang Hao stared back, his shock still not subsiding.

"Your Elder is dead. Why would I be?"

Ye Wushuang walked toward him, his expression cold as ice.

"The Elder is dead?" Ouyang Hao’s pupils shrank. He immediately shook his head. "Impossible! He was at the True Essence Ninth Layer! How could he possibly die?!"

"Ahem! Damn it all, this old geezer is heavy for his age!" Just as Ouyang Hao finished speaking, the Dragon Cat appeared, struggling down from the eighth floor while carrying Elder Ouyang’s body.

"You’re a cruel one, kid. Making the supreme Lord Cat carry a corpse."

The Dragon Cat looked up, giving Ye Wushuang a resentful stare.

However, when it noticed Ouyang Hao staring wide-eyed, it immediately shouted, "Hey, you! What are you looking at? Get over here and give Lord Cat a hand with this."

"It’s the Elder!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Hao’s mouth twitched. But when he saw who the corpse was, his heart lurched. The Elder of their Ouyang Family... was really dead!

"I’ll kill you!"

After a long moment, Ouyang Hao snapped back to his senses. Killing intent flared as he charged forward.

"Hand over the City Lord Token!"

At the same time, Ye Cheng and Luo Tong also roared and charged at Ye Wushuang. Since he was alive, the City Lord Token must be in his possession. They had to take it.

BOOM!

Seeing this, Ye Rou immediately stepped forward, ready to fight alongside Ye Wushuang.

"It’s just three idiots. No need."

Ye Wushuang smiled coldly and stopped Ye Rou.

"You dare call us idiots? You’re courting death!" Luo Tong roared. He swung the Fierce Lion Battle Saber, unleashing his Flame Saber Technique to cover Ye Wushuang in a boundless sea of fire.

"Speak of the devil. I’ll be taking that saber, idiot." His eyes fixed on Luo Tong’s Fierce Lion Battle Saber, Ye Wushuang stepped into the air, his speed like lightning. At the same time, he thrust a hand out with brutal force, passing right through the flames to grab the flat of the saber’s blade.

Luo Tong’s expression turned vicious. He changed his slash to a thrust, channeling all his strength into the blade and stabbing toward Ye Wushuang’s Dantian.

Die!

Ye Wushuang’s arm muscles bulged with immense power. With a sudden twist, he spun the Fierce Lion Battle Saber one hundred and eighty degrees and sliced it across Luo Tong’s neck. A blood-stained head flew into the air.

At the same time, Ye Cheng swung his Profound Spirit Warhammer, attacking with killing intent. He had to seize the City Lord Token today, or he and his father would be expelled from the Ye Family.

Idiot. Get lost!

Ye Wushuang gripped the saber’s hilt and swung, sending both the Profound Spirit Warhammer and Ye Cheng flying.

Seeing this, Ouyang Hao was terrified. He finally realized—Ye Wushuang had killed a True Essence Ninth Layer expert, yet they had charged at him. What were they if not idiots?

WHOOSH! He immediately shot backward, frantically fleeing toward the lower floors.

"You think you can escape?"

Wielding the captured Fierce Lion Battle Saber, Ye Wushuang chased him down to the sixth floor.

"Kill Ye Wushuang! He has the City Lord’s Order!" Ouyang Hao shrieked in terror as he landed on the sixth floor. All the battling cultivators looked over at once, only to see Ye Wushuang charging down after him, wielding a Flame Battle Saber.

Seize the City Lord Token!

Two young men, one from the Ouyang Family and one from the Luo Family, exchanged a look and rushed toward Ye Wushuang.

PFFT!

PFFT!

In an instant, two strange flashes of the saber cut them down. Their bodies fell to the ground.

Die!

Ye Wushuang caught up to Ouyang Hao and swung the saber. A streak of fiery light shot out, streaked through the void, and vanished.

But Ouyang Hao felt an intense sense of mortal danger. He roared in terror, "Ye Wushuang, I am the number one genius of the Ouyang Family! If you kill me, my father will not let you go!"

"But if I don’t kill you, I won’t be able to forgive myself!"

Ye Wushuang smirked. The fiery saber light abruptly reappeared in front of Ouyang Hao and sliced him in two. Blood splattered everywhere, like rain.

The disciples from the three families stared, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets. The number one genius of the Ouyang Family had been cleaved in two with a single strike!