Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The Chaos Dragon Tomb seemed intent on killing Ye Wushuang right then and there. It had already devoured sixty percent of his bloodline and showed no signs of stopping. Even with his Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body and Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique, Ye Wushuang was helpless and could only let it happen.

This made him burn with fury!

In just a few short moments, seventy percent of Ye Wushuang’s blood had been devoured.

Ye Wushuang felt a wave of despair, a hopelessness he had never known before. If this continued, he would truly bleed to death here today.

"Damn it, why is this happening?"

Ye Wushuang roared in his heart. ’My path to invincibility has just begun, yet it’s about to end here. How could I possibly accept this!’

BUZZ!

Following Ye Wushuang’s furious roar, perhaps the Chaos Dragon Tomb had a sudden pang of conscience, as it finally stopped devouring him.

Without the Devouring Power, Ye Wushuang suddenly felt his body go hollow. He shuddered violently, on the verge of collapse. If not for the resilience of his Treasure Body, he probably wouldn’t even have the strength to stand.

Moreover, the loss of his bloodline had significantly impacted his strength. His face was pale and completely devoid of color, like a sheet of white paper.

RUMBLE!

Not only that, but to make matters worse, the Chaos Dragon Tomb inside his Divine Court began to tremble violently, as if something had awakened within it. A terrifying pressure suppressed Ye Wushuang’s Divine Sense.

Only the Tai Chi Pattern continuously radiated its Yin Yang Divine Light, attempting to quell the turmoil in Ye Wushuang’s Divine Court.

However, it didn’t last long. A vast and immense pressure directly shattered the Tai Chi Pattern.

The Tai Chi Pattern, as if it knew how formidable the Chaos Dragon Tomb was, obediently hid off to one side.

RUMBLE!

RUMBLE!

The Chaos Dragon Tomb trembled again and again, causing the Chaos Space to shake along with it. Even the outside world—the Flame Mountain, the Earth Palace, and even the Grand Emperor Domain—began to tremble slightly.

At the same time, Yang Dingtian’s meditation was interrupted once again. He stared anxiously at the mountain’s peak.

He thought the commotion was caused by that thing on the summit. His expression darkened, and he muttered to himself, "Ye Wushuang, you can’t escape. That thing belongs to me, Yang Dingtian! A piece of trash like you is unworthy. I’ll take it back along with your life."

After speaking, Yang Dingtian closed his eyes again.

RUMBLE!

After one final tremor, the Chaos Dragon Tomb, like a mischievous child who had thrown a tantrum, finally quieted down.

Ye Wushuang’s Divine Sense was also released.

Immediately, Ye Wushuang sent his Divine Sense to investigate, preparing to forcibly expel the Chaos Dragon Tomb from his body. He had narrowly survived this disaster and didn’t want the same thing to happen again.

If a situation like this occurred again, he wouldn’t be able to endure it.

However, what made Ye Wushuang’s heart sink was that the Chaos Dragon Tomb seemed to be one with him, fused together, and wouldn’t budge an inch.

’Calm down!’

’Calm down!’

Seeing that he couldn’t get rid of the Chaos Dragon Tomb, Ye Wushuang repeated the words in his mind, forcing himself to calm down. Then, after a moment of hesitation, he sent his Divine Sense into the Chaos Space.

The Chaos Space had undergone a significant change. As his Divine Sense probed the area, he discovered that it had expanded by more than ten times.

Not only that, but a ball of fire had appeared in the sky.

No, it shouldn’t be called a ball of fire now. It was a miniature sun, blazing with a dazzling light that stretched for ten thousand zhang, illuminating the entire Chaos Space.

When Ye Wushuang’s Divine Sense probed it, a stream of information flooded his mind, making him understand. The "Little Sun" above his head was the very flame from the Ancient Seal he had seen earlier.

The Ultimate Yang True Fire!

That Ancient Seal was the single character mentioned by the stooped figure from before: Dao!

The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao!

A single character, "Dao," controlled the terrifying Celestial Fire Seed—the Ultimate Yang True Fire!

At this moment, the "Little Sun" in the sky shed its light. The Ultimate Yang True Fire enveloped the character for "Dao," which in turn enveloped a mass of golden blood, as if it were nurturing something.

This mass of blood had a connection to Ye Wushuang’s own bloodline, as if it were his very own blood.

’Could this be the blood it devoured earlier?’

Ye Wushuang’s expression was grim. ’What in the world is this Chaos Dragon Tomb trying to do? It devoured my bloodline, and now it’s nurturing something in here?’

One question after another surfaced, and the more Ye Wushuang thought about it, the colder his heart grew. He wished he could expel the Chaos Dragon Tomb from his body immediately. He didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse, but it was like a ticking time bomb he had to guard against.

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, a tremor came from outside, from below the mountain’s peak.

Ye Wushuang immediately withdrew his Divine Sense, casting all other thoughts aside. He knew that Yang Dingtian was probably about to finish absorbing the Dao Charm of the ninth Holy Text.

With his bloodline devoured and his strength greatly diminished, Ye Wushuang had yet to recover. Once Yang Dingtian was free, it would be his death sentence.

At this thought, Ye Wushuang took out the Healing Treasure Pills Qianling had given him and swallowed several in a row, no longer caring whether they were precious Treasure Pills or not.

The Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique began to madly devour the surrounding flames, and the Ultimate Yang Technique also started circulating to speed up his recovery. Not only that, but Ye Wushuang consumed every Spirit Medicine he had on him to restore his vitality.

Having only recovered forty percent of his vitality, Ye Wushuang shot down the mountain.

At that very moment, Yang Dingtian finished absorbing the Dao Charm. "Ye Wushuang, your time has come!"

RUMBLE!

A ruthless glint flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. From his superior position, he activated the eighty-one Qi Vortexes he could still control, unleashing the Barbaric Tyrant Dragon Fist, the Dragon Emperor Mountain Sealing Stamp, and the Thunder Sword down upon his foe.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Wushuang’s body shot down the Flame Mountain.

Yang Dingtian stood up joyfully, about to let out a triumphant shout, when a barrage of attacks suddenly descended upon him. The words he was about to yell caught in his throat, and his face turned purple with rage!

BOOM!

BOOM!

These were followed by a series of explosions.

Yang Dingtian continuously blocked the sneak attacks, his heart swelling with fury and killing intent.

"Ye Wushuang, I will kill you! I’ll definitely kill you!"

His boundless fury and killing intent transformed into a heaven-shaking roar. Not only had Ye Wushuang stolen his prize, but he had also attacked him before sauntering off. Even with his good temperament, he was so furious his lungs felt like they would explode.

"Get Ye Wushuang!"

Gazing at the white-robed figure who had already reached the foot of the mountain, Yang Dingtian let out a bellow. The rolling sound waves traveled down the Flame Mountain, exploding in the ears of the Fiery Sun Sect disciples below.

"Get Ye Wushuang? That’s the Senior Brother’s voice!"

The people below grew serious and looked toward the Flame Mountain, where a white-robed figure was suddenly rushing down.

"Get Ye Wushuang!"

Heaven-shaking echoes reverberated through the Endless Desert.

"It’s him! Ye Wushuang! The person who went up earlier was Ye Wushuang!"

Seeing the white-robed figure again, Luo Yunjiao and Luo Xuan immediately shouted, "Quick, get him!"

RUMBLE!

The moment Yang Dingtian’s voice rang out, several of the quicker-witted disciples had already charged forward.

Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed. He had only recovered forty percent of his vitality, which was not enough to deal with the group of Fiery Sun Sect disciples.

"Ye Wushuang, stay where you are!" Two disciples at the True Essence Sixth Layer flew through the air, launching an overwhelming wave of fire that surged toward Ye Wushuang.

"Get back!"

Ye Wushuang roared as he slashed his Dragon Blood Battle Saber through the air. A blood-red saber light tore through the sky, sweeping forward with the force of an entire army to collide with the flames.

The two forces collided and then dissipated.

Seizing the chance, Ye Wushuang’s body shot backward in retreat.

"He’s only at the True Essence Third Layer. What kind of trouble can he possibly cause? Surrender to us!" Seeing Ye Wushuang retreat, two disciples at the True Essence Fifth Layer sneered, flying through the air to block his path.

Meanwhile, behind him, Wentao, Huo Zheng, and several other disciples at the True Essence Eighth Layer were also flying over.

Ye Wushuang’s heart sank once more. He locked his gaze on the two men blocking his path and charged straight at them.

"Hmph!"

The two men snorted coldly. Forming hand seals, they thrust out their palms. One conjured a long rope of fire that snaked toward Ye Wushuang, while the other created a net of fire that fell from the sky to trap him.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

The two men sneered as they watched Ye Wushuang being instantly suppressed.

"Break!"

The moment the word left their lips, Ye Wushuang let out a fierce shout, spread his arms, and directly tore the fire rope and fire net apart.

"Even if my strength has diminished, my body alone is enough to crush trash like you!"

With a thunderous roar, Ye Wushuang charged forward. He threw a punch with one hand, and with a BANG, one of the disciples’ bodies exploded.

This made the other man’s expression change. Before he could dodge, Ye Wushuang’s arm shot out and grabbed him.

At the same time, Ye Wushuang took a step forward, a savage light glinting in his eyes.

RRRIP!

He ripped the disciple’s body in two, spraying blood everywhere!

"Trash!"

Spitting out the word coldly, Ye Wushuang’s body shot away, retreating into the distance.

"Ah! Ye Wushuang, we will kill you! We’ll definitely kill you!"

A series of furious voices sounded from behind him.