Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Watching his two fellow disciples charge forward only to be slain in less than an instant, the hearts of the Celestial Sword Sect disciples trembled violently!

Even Liu Yifei’s gaze hardened.

The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were all Sword Cultivators who commanded the Sword Dao of Slaughter. Their combat power far surpassed that of ordinary people.

But he had never expected that Xuan Song, a cultivator at the True Essence Sixth Layer, would be trampled even after unleashing the Spirit-Level Combat Skill, the Cold Ice Sword Technique. Nor had he expected that two of his True Essence Fifth Layer peers would be killed in a single exchange.

And the cause of all this was a mere cultivator at the True Essence Third Layer.

BOOM!

A golden foot descended like an unstoppable mountain, pressing down fiercely on the roaring Xuan Song.

Instantly, the Ancient Sword on Liu Yifei’s back rang out with a CLANG, as if eager to be drawn.

Below, the young woman saw this and her eyes filled with anxiety. She glanced toward a certain direction in the dense forest.

Figures were flickering there, rapidly rushing toward the fight.

Seeing this, a look of joy appeared on the young woman’s pretty face.

In the sky, Liu Yifei also sensed something, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

CLANG!

The Ancient Sword shot from its sheath like a rainbow. Liu Yifei stepped forward, raised one hand to the sky, and grasped the hilt. With a vicious slash, a Sword Aura dozens of feet long cut horizontally through the void, descending upon Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang’s combat power was a testament to his immense talent.

If they were friends, Liu Yifei would have certainly tried to befriend him. But unfortunately, Ye Wushuang had killed his fellow disciples and insulted the Celestial Sword Sect. He could only be eliminated.

Now that someone was coming, regardless of whether they were Ye Wushuang’s companions, he had to take precautions. He would kill Ye Wushuang first and eliminate this major threat.

Ye Wushuang sensed it as well and immediately activated his Pseudo-Treasure Body, raising his guard.

At the same time, the figures in the forest drew closer.

"Senior Brother Feiyu, I’m here!"

Suddenly, the young woman below shouted.

BOOM!

Instantly, a pillar of light as thick as a water bucket shot out from the dense forest.

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it collided with and extinguished Liu Yifei’s Sword Aura.

A figure followed close behind, stepping into the void to face Liu Yifei head-on.

"Zhao Feiyu, this is none of your business. Are you trying to interfere?" Upon seeing the newcomer, Liu Yifei’s expression darkened. The Ancient Sword hovering above his head pulsed with sharp Sword Qi, brimming with killing intent.

Hearing this, Zhao Feiyu turned his head and glanced down at the young woman.

Seeing his gaze, the young woman hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Feiyu, they were trying to kill me, and he’s the one who saved me."

She pointed at Ye Wushuang, clarifying the situation in just a few words.

When Zhao Feiyu turned back to look...

BOOM!

He saw the golden foot, which had paused for half a breath, instantly stomp down again.

"Bastard, if you don’t stop, I will kill you!" Seeing Ye Wushuang’s unwavering determination to stomp down, Liu Yifei was enraged and rebuked him coldly.

However, Ye Wushuang ignored Liu Yifei!

BOOM!

The golden foot accelerated, its force and speed creating a shower of brilliant golden sparks in the void!

"Bastard! Bastard! I told you to stop!"

Below, Xuan Song roared repeatedly. His Ancient Sword shot up, and crisscrossing Sword Auras of ice flew out, but they were all extinguished by the golden foot’s stomp. The Ancient Sword itself then shattered.

Xuan Song’s roars came to an abrupt halt. In a state of mortal terror, he took the opportunity to retreat explosively.

Ye Wushuang’s foot stomped down violently, and the earth trembled. Although it didn’t kill Xuan Song...

...the terrifying energy still slammed into him, sending his body flying. He spewed out streams of blood as if it wasn’t his own.

BAM!

His body then crashed down in front of Yinn Su. Blood splattered across her face, making her turn pale with horror.

’I can’t believe Ye Wushuang is this strong! Even Xuan Song was no match for him.’

However, the matter was far from over. The moment Xuan Song’s body hit the ground, Ye Wushuang, with a cold expression, charged forward again.

"You bastard!"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang was completely ignoring him, Liu Yifei’s rage intensified, and his killing intent grew even stronger. However, with Zhao Feiyu blocking him, he couldn’t spare a hand to intervene.

"Well, this is lively!"

At that moment, a series of mocking voices echoed from the sky as a group of winged youths tore through the air.

Their wings stretched out a full thirty feet, with Spiritual Light flowing over them, looking extraordinary and divine.

The Feather Race!

In the Endless Wilderness, only the Feather Race possessed wings. The moment these people appeared, everyone recognized them.

The group stopped and stood together, watching the two men who were locked in a standoff in the sky.

At the same time, a silver-winged youth stepped out from the group and said indifferently, "I never thought that with the Earth Palace opening, Zhao Feiyu of the Yunlan Ancient Teachings and Liu Yifei of the Celestial Sword Sect would still have the leisure to fight here. Truly admirable."

"Yuh Tian!"

Liu Yifei and Zhao Feiyu looked over at the sound of his voice and recognized him. He was a genius of the Feather Race, at the True Essence Eighth Layer, who often trained in the Endless Wilderness and was a terrifying combatant.

"You want to interfere too?"

Liu Yifei’s expression was ugly. He assumed Yuh Tian also intended to step in and obstruct him.

"I’m just here to watch the show. Please, continue."

Yuh Tian smiled faintly, looking just like a casual spectator.

However, everyone knew that if the two of them ended up mutually wounded, this man would likely not hesitate to kill them both.

"Look, it’s Ye Wushuang!" Just as Yuh Tian finished speaking, someone in the Feather Race group spotted Ye Wushuang’s figure and immediately shouted.

Ye Wushuang!

Suddenly, those two words made the expressions of everyone in the Feather Race turn cold.

’Isn’t this the person the Clan Leader ordered us to kill at all costs? The great enemy of the Feather Race!’

Yuh Tian also looked toward Ye Wushuang, and his gaze immediately turned frosty. "It seems I have to interfere today after all!" he said.

WHOOSH!

Before Yuh Tian had even finished speaking, a young man from the Feather Race, unable to hold back, grabbed a longbow. He violently plucked the bowstring, and a beam of light instantly shot out, flying down to kill Ye Wushuang.

"Kill Ye Wushuang!"

The other youths did the same, loosing terrifying arrows that pierced the void. Like a meteor shower, they covered the sky as they rained down to kill him.

Sensing the killing intent from the sky, Ye Wushuang’s heart went cold. He abandoned his charge toward Xuan Song and explosively retreated.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The dense barrage of arrows engulfed the spot where Ye Wushuang had been standing. The ground instantly exploded, a chilling sight to behold. If those arrows were to land on a person, their body would likely be blown to pieces.

Seeing this, a look of delight appeared on Yinn Su’s face. ’With the Feather Race joining in, is there any way Ye Wushuang can survive?’

Kill!

Seeing Ye Wushuang dodge, the group of Feather Race youths attacked again. A dense volley of beams, filled with sharp killing intent, continuously shot toward Ye Wushuang.

"How shameless, you people of the Feather Race!"

Following close behind Zhao Feiyu, a group of disciples from the Yunlan Ancient Teachings also arrived.

Looking at the sky full of arrows, one of the women shouted. With a wave of her hand, a cyan Spirit Ring burst from her palm. It rapidly expanded, its cyan light flaring brightly, forming a circular membrane of light that shielded the space above Ye Wushuang.

The moment the arrows touched it, they were instantly annihilated.

A Top-Grade Spirit Communication Treasure!

Seeing the Divine Power of the Spirit Ring, Yuh Tian’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately strode forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Feiyu flickered and prepared to block Yuh Tian.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Liu Yifei snorted coldly. "Yuh Tian, you want to kill him? I’ll help you by holding back Zhao Feiyu."

With that, he also strode forward, blocking Zhao Feiyu’s path.

’With Yuh Tian, a cultivator at the True Essence Eighth Layer, going to kill Ye Wushuang, who here can possibly stop him?’

Hearing this, Yuh Tian also drew a longbow of gold and jade. He shouted coldly, "Ye Wushuang is the great enemy of my race! Anyone who dares to interfere will be making an enemy of my race, and we will show no mercy in killing them!"

"Mercy my ass! Big guy, Lord Cat orders you to smash this pretentious piece of trash to death!"

Before Yuh Tian could even nock an arrow, an outrageously arrogant voice called out.

BOOM!

As the voice faded, the earth trembled and countless Ancient Woods were sent flying. A giant was seen striding over. "You dare try to kill my race’s Lord Priest? You’re courting death!"