Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

In the sky, three figures clashed relentlessly, unleashing a torrent of resplendent energy as dazzling as fireworks!

On the ground below, sand and stone flew as thorns and shrubs were obliterated. Ancient trees snapped in two. A terrifying killing intent enveloped the area for miles, preventing the disciples of the Demon Abyss from advancing even an inch. They could only watch from a great distance.

BOOM!

BOOM!

The three figures flickered through the void like motes of light, constantly darting about before crashing into one another again.

Chi Ba and Xie Yun were both at the True Essence Fifth Layer, and they were peerless prodigies. Their Combat Power was terrifying and their techniques formidable, far surpassing ordinary cultivators of their level. Every attack they launched was filled with lethal intent.

Chi Ba, in particular, had been thoroughly enraged by Ye Wushuang. His killing intent blazed as his Demon Axe chopped down with ferocious speed. Each strike resembled a black crescent moon flashing across the firmament, forming a dense barrage that descended upon Ye Wushuang.

As his robes fluttered, Ye Wushuang dodged in a flash, his Dragon Blood Battle Saber simultaneously parrying the Demon Axe.

The void around him was torn asunder by the Demon Axe, and a gale-force wind, sharp as blades, swarmed toward him.

Instantly, golden Dragon Scales materialized and formed a suit of Golden Armor over his body. He radiated a brilliant light, resembling a supreme Celestial God.

The fierce winds lashed against his body, producing a series of sharp clangs, but they failed to harm him in the slightest!

The cursing from the people below had gradually faded away, replaced by faces full of shock as they stared intently at Ye Wushuang in the void.

To face two peerless prodigies without a change in expression, utterly fearless... this was simply terrifying!

’Is he really only at the True Essence First Layer?’

In that instant, no matter how much they hated Ye Wushuang, their hearts trembled uncontrollably!

"Damn it, damn it!" Chi Ba roared. The two of them attacking together had still failed to obliterate Ye Wushuang. This was a blow to his pride, and his attacks became even more tyrannical.

"War Demon Eight Axes!" Chi Ba bellowed. His body swelled, his aura surged violently, and Demonic Light enveloped him. Looking like a living War Demon, he fiercely raised his Demon Axe and unleashed eight successive strikes.

Eight axe phantoms, each over a hundred feet long, advanced side-by-side, chopping down from above Ye Wushuang’s head.

Ye Wushuang’s heart tensed, and a cold glint flashed in his dark eyes. He raised his Dragon Blood Battle Saber high. Empowered by his Invincible Saber Intent, he slashed forward fearlessly at the Demon Axes.

RUMBLE! His saber crashed against the Demon Axes, blocking all eight phantoms.

Simultaneously, he executed Shadow Kill, his body vanishing into the void as he shot toward Chi Ba.

Watching Ye Wushuang disappear, both Chi Ba’s and Xie Yun’s expressions darkened.

"Do you think you can escape me just by hiding? Suppress!"

Xie Yun threw caution to the wind. The Blood-Colored Seal above his head trembled and shot forth. As rings of energy poured into it, the seal erupted with a myriad of blood-red rays that shot out in all directions, piercing through the void.

A terrifying suppressive force locked down the void in a ten-mile radius. Even the distant disciples of the Demon Abyss felt a heavy weight press down on their shoulders as they stared in terror at the Blood-Colored Seal above Xie Yun’s head.

It was a Demon Soldier, forged and nurtured with the essence and blood of tens of thousands of Cultivators—an artifact of absolute terror!

RUMBLE!

The void trembled, twisting and tearing.

Instantly, Ye Wushuang’s figure strode out of the void, clearly affected by it.

However, he did not retreat. His objective was clear. He continued his saber strike toward Chi Ba while simultaneously blasting a Barbaric Tyrant Dragon Fist at the Blood-Colored Seal overhead.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

The Golden Tyrant Dragon slammed into the Blood-Colored Seal, causing it to buzz and tremble. The suppressive force weakened in an instant.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Wushuang took another step forward. Eighty-one golden vortexes spun wildly, channeling a vast river of True Essence through his body as he began to manifest the Mad Demon Sword.

At this moment, he was like a living Mad Demon. A frenzied Sword Intent permeated every corner of the void.

"Die!"

He spat out a single word as he used Shadow Kill again, his figure disappearing into the void.

But the Mad Demon Profound Meaning still permeated the void, shaking Chi Ba to his core. A sense of mortal peril washed over him, and he shot backward in terror.

He didn’t dare to block this attack. He could only hack at the empty space before him with his Demon Axe, desperately trying to evade the terrifying sword strike.

However, to his surprise, the sense of mortal danger in his heart vanished in an instant.

Meanwhile, a cold sneer formed on Xie Yun’s lips. He had already seen through Ye Wushuang’s ploy. He immediately shot out beams of blood-red light that merged into the Blood-Colored Seal, directing it to suppress the space around Chi Ba.

’Ye Wushuang’s target is Chi Ba. Once I suppress the space around him, how can Ye Wushuang possibly escape?’

The moment the suppression took effect, a sinister smile touched his lips as he stepped through the air and charged forward.

’The instant Ye Wushuang reveals himself will be the moment he dies!’

But he had only taken two steps when every hair on his body stood on end. He felt as if a monstrous beast from the Primordial Chaos had locked its eyes on him, and his body froze solid.

"Die!"

A single, cold word echoed from the void behind him. A figure strode out, a colossal shadow of a Mad Demon at his back, swinging a massive sword down upon Xie Yun!

The giant sword was swift and tyrannical, landing on Xie Yun’s head in an instant.

"How is this possible?"

The crowd below was stunned. Judging by his previous movements, everyone had assumed he was focusing all his power on attacking Chi Ba. They never imagined he would do the exact opposite, pulling a feint to deceive everyone and assassinate Xie Yun instead.

Xie Yun’s expression contorted in horror as he scrambled to recall the Blood-Colored Seal for defense!

But it was too late.

RUMBLE!

The Mad Demon Sword swiftly slashed down on Xie Yun. All of his defenses were shattered and annihilated, and his body was engulfed.

Xie Yun was dead!

Everyone’s pupils shrank. Of the two peerless prodigies, one was dead in the blink of an eye!

Before, Ye Wushuang was like prey in their eyes. They had even argued over who would get to take his life. But in the blink of an eye, one of them had been killed by Ye Wushuang. Who was the real prey here?

This stark contrast left the disciples of the Demon Abyss unable to even react!

"Slash!"

Ye Wushuang descended into a demonic frenzy, his eyes wild and violent. He slashed the Mad Demon Sword toward Chi Ba once more. Behind him, the colossal Mad Demon shadow unleashed a barrage of Sword Light, like meteors in the night sky, all shooting toward Chi Ba.

Seeing this, Chi Ba’s face contorted in terror. He retreated madly, his speed pushed to the extreme. At the same time, he yelled to the crowd in the distance, "Quick, block him! Kill him together!"

’Kill him together?’

Suddenly hearing these words, everyone’s expressions turned strange, and a sense of irony filled their hearts!

Before, Chi Ba, relying on his great strength, thought Ye Wushuang could be easily killed. He had tyrannically told them all to scram, proclaiming that Ye Wushuang’s life was his to take!

But now, having witnessed Ye Wushuang’s immense power and seeing him kill Xie Yun, Chi Ba was terrified. He fled in a sorry state, all his previous disdain and tyranny toward Ye Wushuang forgotten.

More importantly, he was shameless enough to ask them to act as cannon fodder to help him escape.

The faces of the crowd turned grim. ’Xie Yun is already dead. If we go up there, will any of us survive?’

"Trash!"

Ye Wushuang’s mocking voice followed, piercing deep into Chi Ba’s heart with biting irony.

Immediately, Ye Wushuang gave chase with Floating Light and Shadow. The Mad Demon Sword flashed out, and the terrifying sense of mortal peril that washed over Chi Ba made his blood run cold.

"Little bastard, you’re courting death!" At this critical moment, an enraged voice boomed from the firmament like a clap of thunder. A terrifying pressure, suffused with a vast power, bore down on Ye Wushuang.

BOOM!

The Mad Demon Sword was completely shattered!

’Spirit Dao pressure!’

’It’s a Spiritual Spring Powerhouse!’

Ye Wushuang’s expression changed drastically, and his body immediately shot backward.

"Little bastard, you killed a genius of my Demon Abyss, and you still think you can escape!" An aged figure strode through the air. A terrifying energy slammed down on Ye Wushuang’s body, holding nothing back.

SPIT!

Ye Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood as he plummeted from the sky. His body felt like it was falling apart, wracked with excruciating pain.

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that a Spiritual Spring Realm expert would be so shameless as to launch a sneak attack!

"Damn it, I’ll risk it all!"

Ye Wushuang’s body shot back up into the air. A Demon God Statue appeared in his hand, and he began to frantically pour his True Essence into it. ’The Treasure-Seeking Rat’s grandfather said this contains a terrifying attack,’ he thought. ’It’s my only hope.’

However, the Demon God Statue absorbed his True Essence without any reaction. Even as he frantically poured more and more in, it remained completely inert!

"This is bad!"

Ye Wushuang’s face fell. ’The Demon God Statue isn’t doing anything at all. Where’s this so-called terrifying attack?’

Ye Wushuang’s heart sank to the abyss. His only trump card capable of contending with them was a fake!

RUMBLE!

He reacted instantly, using Floating Light and Shadow to fall back at explosive speed.

RUMBLE!

"Ye Wushuang, you’ve reached the end of the road!"

Suddenly, another Spiritual Spring Powerhouse appeared before him. At the same time, two more materialized to his left and right. The terrifying Spirit Dao pressure from the three of them slammed down on Ye Wushuang.

SPURT!

Gouts of blood sprayed from Ye Wushuang’s mouth, drenching his body as he was sent flying backward.

"A dead end."

Ye Wushuang forced out the two words with a bitter smile. Four Spiritual Spring Realm experts were surrounding him, intent on his death. He was out of trump cards. If this wasn’t a dead end, what was?