Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

BOOM!

A jolt ran through Ye Wushuang’s consciousness, nearly shattering it and drenching him in a cold sweat.

If his consciousness had been scattered, the damage would have been fatal.

Fortunately, however, he was fine.

’I was careless. I can’t let my guard down for even a moment. If that had been someone’s scheme just now, I’d be dead for sure.’ Ye Wushuang let out a heavy breath, admonishing himself internally.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Wushuang gave up on inspecting the items inside the True Dragon Space. Instead, he focused on the information that had just appeared in his mind. After reviewing it, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy.

"Spirit-Level Low-Grade Combat Skill: Mad Demon Three Swords!"

"First Sword, the Life-Taking Sword. Note: Exceptionally fast with a small attack range. A single strike is fatal, making it a surefire killing blow."

"Second Sword, the Thunder Sword. Note: Immense explosive power with a wide attack range. It contains the fury of a thunderbolt, a truly berserk sword."

"Third Sword, the Mad Demon Sword. Note: Contains the Mad Demon Profound Meaning. One must become a mad demon to survive. It offers the ultimate sublimation, allowing one to kill enemies of a higher realm. It is the invincible sword."

This information described a Spirit-Level Combat Skill cultivated by the Evil Moon Thunder Monarch.

At first, Ye Wushuang was overjoyed. After all, a Spirit-Level Combat Skill was a peerless treasure, something even the Ancient Spirit Sect had few of.

However, the description stated that to practice the Spirit-Level Combat Skill, Mad Demon Three Swords—even the weakest Life-Taking Sword—one needed to reach the Body Tempering Tenth Layer or the Qi Vortex Realm.

This was because cultivating the Mad Demon Three Swords required True Qi to control. Cultivators below the Body Tempering Tenth Layer only wielded Blood Qi Power. If they tried to use Blood Qi Power to execute the skill, it would drain their body of all strength.

Understanding this, Ye Wushuang didn’t rush into cultivation, deciding to investigate it more thoroughly first.

’But to think I’d find so many treasures here... this trip to the Fierce Demon Cave was truly worth it. With these treasures, I can quickly advance to the Qi Vortex Realm. Dealing with the likes of Chen Kun will be no problem at all.’

Having come across these treasures unexpectedly, it would be a lie to say Ye Wushuang wasn’t excited.

But amidst his joy, he didn’t forget the task of cultivation at hand. He quickly took stock of the treasures in the True Dragon Space before his consciousness withdrew from the Chaos Dragon Tomb.

"Brother Cheng, they’re in this cave."

At that very moment, in the valley outside the cave, a young man led Yuncheng and his followers to the entrance.

"You few, guard the entrance."

Yuncheng ordered a few of the young men before leading the rest into the cave.

"Yuncheng!"

Qiu Mo, who was standing guard for Ye Wushuang inside the cave, frowned as he watched Yuncheng and his group walk in.

"Qiu Mo, since you’re here, Ye Wushuang must be here as well."

Yuncheng let out a sinister smile.

"What are you planning?" Qiu Mo’s expression changed.

"Nothing much. Just want to ask Ye Wushuang for a little something. Now, get out of the way," Yuncheng said coldly.

"In your dreams." Qiu Mo knew that the "something" Yuncheng mentioned must be the Demon Pill from the Demon Beast Ye Wushuang had obtained. Yuncheng wanted to reap the rewards without any effort and snatch the Demon Pill.

Thinking about how Ye Wushuang was still in the middle of his cultivation, Qiu Mo immediately blocked Yuncheng’s path.

"Bastard! You’re just a lowly prisoner, how dare you block my path? You’re courting death!" Yuncheng’s eyebrows shot up as he unleashed his True Qi, striking out at Qiu Mo with his palm.

Qiu Mo’s expression turned grave as he channeled all his strength into a punch to meet Yuncheng’s attack.

However, the difference in their realms sealed the outcome of this battle.

BAM!

Qiu Mo was sent flying backward, unable to stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Let’s go. Kill anyone who stands in my way!"

With a ferocious expression, Yuncheng stepped forward and savagely kicked Qiu Mo, sending him flying again. In an instant, Qiu Mo landed beside Yang Qing’er, his face covered in blood.

"Brother Qiu!"

Yang Qing’er’s gaze shifted from Ye Wushuang to Qiu Mo, and she helped the injured man to his feet.

"Ye Wushuang, get out here! Hand over—!"

Yuncheng and his men charged in aggressively, appearing beside the Thunder Pool. But when they saw Ye Wushuang inside the pool, their steps came to an abrupt halt.

"Th-That’s Ye Wushuang?"

Staring at the figure engulfed in thunderbolts, the pupils of the young men beside Yuncheng contracted. "H-How does he dare?" one of them stammered.

Yuncheng’s eyes also narrowed, his heart shaking with shock. ’He actually dares to cultivate amidst the thunderbolts? What kind of cultivation method is this?’

However, this was not the time for such thoughts. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes as an idea struck him. ’Since you’re cultivating, I’ll make you suffer from cultivation deviation.’

"Ye Wushuang, wake up!" Yuncheng roared. The sound wave rolled out, deafeningly loud, causing even Yang Qing’er and Qiu Mo’s eardrums to ache.

"Shameless!"

Yang Qing’er was furious, not expecting Yuncheng to try to interrupt Ye Wushuang’s cultivation.

"Shameless?" Yuncheng laughed sinisterly. "After I kill Ye Wushuang, I’ll show you what truly shameless is."

"That’s assuming you live long enough to kill me."

Just as Yuncheng’s words fell, a violent, furious voice suddenly rang out. At the edge of the Thunder Pool, Ye Wushuang’s eyes snapped open, shooting out cold bolts of lightning.

"Yuncheng, I hadn’t come for you, yet you deliver yourself to my doorstep."

Ye Wushuang stepped out of the Thunder Pool like a destructive Thunder God. He had been aware of Yuncheng’s arrival all along and was completely unaffected.

"Kill you?" Yuncheng sneered. "I am a dignified Body Tempering Tenth Layer master. Even someone at the Qi Vortex Realm might not be able to kill me. What do you think you are? Hand over the Lightning Eagle King’s Demon Pill, and I’ll leave you with an intact corpse."

"The Demon Pill?" Ye Wushuang scoffed. "I really don’t know where you get the audacity to ask me for it. When we were killing the Lightning Eagle King, you were ungrateful enough to push others toward it while you escaped alone. And now you have the nerve to come back and ask for it?"

"Hmph. So you’re not going to give it to me," Yuncheng said sullenly.

"If you want it, you’re welcome to try and take it yourself," Ye Wushuang sneered.

"Kill him."

Hearing this, Yuncheng shouted, and the young men with him charged forward, swords raised.

"I wonder if you’ve all gone mad with greed. You know we were able to kill the Lightning Eagle King, so dealing with trash like you will obviously be a piece of cake."

Ye Wushuang scoffed as he watched them charge.

At these words, Yuncheng suddenly came to his senses. It was a point even he had overlooked.

’Retreat!’

Thinking this, he reacted quickly.

But it was too late.

Ye Wushuang strode forward, grabbed two of the Body Tempering Seventh Layer youths, and flung them directly into the center of the Thunder Pool.

"AH!"

SPLAT!

Two screams had just rung out before the lightning in the center of the Thunder Pool obliterated them into a bloody mist, leaving not even a scrap behind.

Yuncheng and the remaining Body Tempering Eighth Layer youth stared at the Thunder Pool, their faces pale with terror. Their lips trembled, but they gathered their True Qi and struck at Ye Wushuang with a palm, looking for a chance to retreat.

"Since you came, it must mean you have an affinity with this place. Why don’t you stay here forever?"

After dealing with the two youths easily, Ye Wushuang’s agile figure moved, grabbing the arms of the two who were about to turn and flee.

"Ah! Let go of me!"

The Body Tempering Eighth Layer youth screamed in terror, struggling with all his might, but Ye Wushuang’s hand gripped him like an iron vise.

Then, with a sudden pull, Ye Wushuang sent the youth’s body flying into the center of the Thunder Pool, where he was swallowed by the thunderbolts.

"Get off me!"

Caught by Ye Wushuang, Yuncheng also started to panic. He hastily circulated his True Qi to his arm, trying to forcibly blast Ye Wushuang’s hand away.

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. ’I didn’t expect True Qi to be this powerful.’ But the more Yuncheng struggled, the harder Ye Wushuang squeezed.

RIP!

The strength of both sides was immense. In the end, one of Yuncheng’s arms was brutally torn off, flying through the air trailing blood before being swallowed by the sea of lightning.

"AHHH...!!!"

Clutching his arm as blood gushed from the wound, Yuncheng thrashed on the ground, letting out a bloodcurdling scream. Having an arm ripped off by Ye Wushuang caused such intense pain that even the True Qi inside his body began to fall into disarray.

"There was no feud between us, but since you wanted to kill me, I can only send you to your grave."

Ye Wushuang walked toward Yuncheng with a savage look.

"Ye Wushuang, it wasn’t me! It was Chen Kun! He’s the one who wants to kill you! Please spare me! I’ll give you all the Elixirs and Spirit Medicines I have!"

Seeing the murderous intent in Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he approached, Yuncheng, amidst his screams, hastily begged for mercy while continuously pulling out treasures from his person.

’So much?’

Ye Wushuang was stunned. He hadn’t expected Yuncheng to be so filthy rich. These Cultivation Resources were quite a small fortune. Without a hint of politeness, Ye Wushuang scraped them all up, then walked over to Yang Qing’er and Qiu Mo without giving Yuncheng a second glance.

"Thank you for sparing my life!" Seeing this, Yuncheng was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed while shouting his thanks.