Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

A foot stomped down on his head, and an intense, splitting pain shot through Xuan Songx’s skull. It felt as if it were about to burst, and his ears began to ring.

"You bastard! I’m going to kill you! I’ll kill you!"

It took a moment for Xuan Songx to come to his senses, and then he let out a heaven-shaking roar. He had been careless. To be publicly stomped on by a mere True Essence Third Layer cultivator... It was a disgrace! An absolute disgrace!

BOOM!

However, the only answer to his roar was another stomp from Ye Wushuang.

This stomp didn’t just carry the might of his Pseudo-Treasure Body; it was also infused with surging Dragon Spirit True Essence. As he brought his foot down, the very air trembled and the currents of Qi became chaotic, vibrating at a high frequency.

Xuan Songx was brutal, domineering, and insufferably arrogant.

He hadn’t asked for a reason. He had declared he would kill Ye Wushuang, and that was that. Since that was the case, Ye Wushuang would stomp his arrogance, his brutality, and his domineering nature right into the dirt.

Seeing Ye Wushuang stomp down again, Xuan Songx’s rage blazed even hotter. "You bastard! I won’t give you another chance! I swear I’ll chop off both your legs today!"

With a roar, Xuan Songx kicked off the air and soared upward, like a great bird taking flight.

Kill!

After appearing at Ye Wushuang’s side, he spun around and lunged. The Ancient Sword in his hand swung in a wide arc, unleashing countless streams of Cold Ice Sword Qi that pierced through the air and shot toward Ye Wushuang.

The sole of Ye Wushuang’s foot was inches from hitting the ground.

But in that same instant, he thrust out a large, golden palm and slammed it against the empty air, creating a powerful, resonating shockwave.

Using the force of the recoil, his body spun one hundred and eighty degrees. He shot into the sky like a spinning flywheel.

In that same moment, the large, golden palm clenched into a fist. It instantly condensed, becoming a golden fist that smashed toward the Cold Ice Sword Qi like a Golden Divine Mountain.

BANG!

BANG!

The golden fist shone with brilliant light. Its Fist Seal Killing Power was unstoppable, annihilating one stream of Cold Ice Sword Qi after another as it shot straight for Xuan Songx!

The Ancient Sword in Xuan Songx’s hand hummed as he slashed down viciously. A massive, hundred-foot-long Cold Ice Sword materialized and shattered the golden fist.

At the same time, his body began to move, spinning like a top.

"Position Shifting! Transform into Thousands!"

Xuan Songx barked the command coldly. He began to circle Ye Wushuang, leaving a trail of overlapping afterimages. It became impossible to tell which one was the real Xuan Songx.

Countless streams of Cold Ice Sword Aura shot out from the afterimages in an endless barrage. The chilling Cold Ice Power seemed to freeze the very heavens and earth, sealing the space around Ye Wushuang.

Observing all this, Ye Wushuang showed not a hint of panic. Instead, a cold sneer played on his lips.

’Position Shifting is nothing more than a Blinding Technique. I’ll break it!’

Empowered by his Tai Chi Power, Ye Wushuang located Xuan Songx’s true body in a mere instant. He executed Floating Light and Shadow, using the Thunder Sword to clear a path, followed immediately by the Life-Taking Sword.

BANG!

BANG!

The Thunder Sword blasted forward with destructive force, carving open a channel.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Wushuang empowered his Pseudo-Treasure Body and shot straight through the heart of the explosion.

Die!

The Ancient Sword shot from Ye Wushuang’s hand. His Life-Taking Sword pierced through space, aimed to kill Xuan Songx!

’He... He actually found me!’

At this, Xuan Songx was utterly shocked. Ever since he had mastered Position Shifting through his Cultivation, no one had ever managed to see through it.

’Yet someone so much weaker than him had broken it with ease!’

’Impossible! Impossible!’

Xuan Songx tried to deny it, but the palpable aura of death radiating from the Life-Taking Sword sent a chill through his heart, forcing him to accept the truth.

He moved to dodge the sword, only to find that Ye Wushuang’s figure had vanished.

"This trick again! You damn bastard, I won’t let you get away with it!"

Xuan Songx roared. How could he not be familiar with this bizarre technique? It was the very reason he’d been stomped on before.

The thought made Xuan Songx’s rage burn even hotter. His hands formed a seal, and the ring of afterimages dissolved into streams of light that flowed back into his body.

An aura of frost spread out from him, freezing the space solid in a half-li radius.

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang felt space itself distort, and he immediately stepped out of the void. He finally understood now: Shadow Kill wasn’t omnipotent. Once space was locked down, the technique was useless.

’So this is Shadow Kill’s weakness,’ Ye Wushuang noted to himself. ’It seems I can’t rely on it too much in the future.’

Having found the flaw, Ye Wushuang committed it to memory.

"Damn piece of trash! I’ve broken your trump card. Let’s see what other tricks you have to block my sword!"

Seeing the result, Xuan Songx gloated, a cold taunt on his lips. Then he roared, "Cold Ice Sword Technique!"

Instantly, the Ancient Sword shot into the air, covered in frost. Countless Cold Ice Swords erupted from the Sword Body, forming a Heaven-Reaching Sword River that descended with overwhelming killing intent.

Ye Wushuang held his sword in his left hand and punched with his right, violently smashing into the oncoming swords and shattering them one by one.

But the Cold Ice Swords were endless and relentless. Even after being shattered, they would instantly freeze the space around him, cutting off his escape.

Even Ye Wushuang felt the pressure from such a terrifying sword technique.

Suddenly, to Ye Wushuang’s surprise, the Cold Ice Sword River’s advance was halted. In the next instant, it split into countless smaller blades that swirled around and engulfed him.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Endless Sword Auras shot back and forth, seemingly grinding Ye Wushuang to pieces, their metallic collisions echoing constantly.

"Good! It’s good that he’s dead!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang engulfed, Yinn Su smiled viciously. ’He’s probably been ground to a pulp by now,’ she thought.

She immediately turned to a girl standing far to the side, whose expression had changed drastically. ’She’s next. As long as I kill her, Brother Songg will never find out what happened!’

She was Xuan Songx’s woman, yet she had used her body to seduce other men and steal their treasures.

If Xuan Songx ever found out, he would skin her alive. Therefore, both of them had to die.

"Hahaha! Under Senior Brother Xuan’s Cold Ice Sword Technique, there probably isn’t even a scrap of that kid’s corpse left."

The crowd of Celestial Sword Sect disciples laughed, gloating over his misfortune. Only Liuu Yifei watched on with a frown.

HUMMM!

Suddenly, rays of golden light burst from within the swirling blades. With a loud BANG, the Cold Ice Swords were instantly annihilated. A Golden Immortal Dragon Mountain slowly rose, suppressing all the violent energy.

A figure in white robes, completely untouched by dust, stepped out from the center. He moved like a bolt of lightning, appearing before Xuan Songx in an instant. Before Xuan Songx could even react, his right leg swung high in a sweeping Wind-Thunder Leg.

SMACK!

The sole of his foot connected with Xuan Songx’s face, producing a loud, crisp smack.

Xuan Songx’s head reeled as if it had exploded, and his body immediately tipped over.

Seizing the opening, Ye Wushuang kept his foot plastered to Xuan Songx’s face, driving him down from the sky.

BANG!

Xuan Songx was once again slammed into the ground underfoot. Yinn Su and the Celestial Sword Sect disciples were stunned, the smiles frozen on their faces.

"AAAAAHHH..."

A series of frenzied roars erupted from Xuan Songx’s mouth, seeming to tear the very sky apart.

’Twice. Stomped on twice by the same person in front of everyone. His pride had been utterly trampled. He was going insane.’

"Kill... kill... kill..."

The word "kill" was spat from his mouth again and again through clenched teeth, each one filled with monstrous killing intent.

"You want to kill me? I’ll stomp you to death first!" A cold light flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he brought his foot down from above.

"Bastard! You dare!" two Celestial Sword Sect disciples roared, shooting forward. They rushed in front of Ye Wushuang and unleashed a wave of Sword Light to engulf him.

Trash!

Ye Wushuang coldly spat a single word. His body suddenly erupted with countless beams of Invincible Saber Aura that shattered the Sword Light and engulfed the two Celestial Sword Sect disciples. It all happened too fast for anyone to react.

Their screams had barely begun when Ye Wushuang raised his hand, grabbed them, and threw them directly into the Dragon Blood Divine Cauldron. The screaming stopped abruptly.