Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

At this moment, Anx Shijie was overjoyed. He never expected to see Ye Wushuang kill Lee Tongtian the moment he returned to the Sect.

’This is a perfect, heaven-sent opportunity to kill Ye Wushuang, and there’s no way I’m letting it slip by. Ye Wushuang will die today without a doubt. Not even another Elder can save him now.’

Recalling all the times Ye Wushuang had wronged him, Anx Shijie’s old face twisted with viciousness, his killing intent flaring intensely.

’I need to deal with this little bastard as quickly as possible. If the Sect Master and the other Elders arrive, things could get complicated,’ Anx Shijie calculated. He immediately took out his Spirit Communication Treasure, the Blood Soul Tower.

Waves of terrifying True Essence poured into it, pushing the Blood Soul Tower’s Inscriptions to their limit as it blazed with a crimson light.

The Blood Soul Tower not only had the ability to suppress and seal, but its Blood Soul Light also possessed terrifying Killing Power.

The Blood Soul Tower descended from the sky, expanding hundreds of times in size until it resembled a soul-devouring tower from Hell, aiming to crush Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang’s expression was fearless. Not only was his icy demeanor intensifying, but his Battle Intent was also surging.

’Old grudges and new, we’ll settle them all today. You’ll be the first true Spiritual Spring Realm expert I kill.’

A cold glint flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. He brought his hands together in a seal, and a majestic, golden Immortal Dragon Mountain materialized, crashing toward the Blood Soul Tower.

Anx Shijie dove down, firing a beam of Spiritual Light from his hands into the Blood Soul Tower.

BOOM!

The Blood Soul Tower immediately unleashed a crimson ring of light that shattered the Immortal Dragon Mountain.

"Ye Wushuang, you murdered a fellow disciple! Not only do you refuse to admit your guilt, but you dare to defy your superior! Your insubordination is treasonous! Dying ten thousand times over wouldn’t be enough! I, as an Elder, sentence you to death by a thousand cuts!"

Anx Shijie roared. With the Immortal Dragon Mountain destroyed, the Blood Soul Tower continued its rapid descent to crush him.

Ye Wushuang couldn’t be bothered to respond. This was a fight to the death with Anx Shijie. Either he killed Anx Shijie, or Anx Shijie would kill him. There was no third possibility today.

Since that was the case, he held nothing back.

BOOM!

He smashed a Barbaric Tyrant Dragon Fist upward, striking the Blood Soul Tower. Seizing the moment, Ye Wushuang’s knees bent low before he shot up from the ground, launching himself into the sky.

The Dragon Blood Battle Saber appeared in his hand, and he slashed down at Anx Shijie.

"How does Ye Wushuang dare...?"

Seeing Ye Wushuang fighting a Spiritual Spring Realm Elder in mid-air, the disciples watching from a safe distance were all stunned.

Not just anyone could challenge a Spiritual Spring Realm Elder. Ye Wushuang was being far too audacious.

「Meanwhile.」

Inside the main hall of Fengtian Peak.

Nangong Liuyun and the other Elders were gathered there.

Also present were the four strongest disciples—Dii Qingxue, Mo Wentian, Yunn Xiao, and Yee Qianmo—along with Ye Rou, Qianling, Yangg Qing’er, and Jian Bufan.

The Ancient Spirit Sect had reaped the greatest rewards this time.

Not only had they acquired many fortunate opportunities and the disciples’ strength increased significantly, but a new top disciple had also emerged: Jian Bufan.

However, Nangong Liuyun showed no hint of joy.

Ye Wushuang!

He murmured the two words, his brow furrowed as he sighed inwardly. ’How am I going to explain this to the Star Elder?’

Nangong Liuyun knew that Ye Wushuang was the only disciple the Star Elder had ever taken a special interest in.

To have been chosen by the Star Elder was a testament to his extraordinariness, and Nangong Liuyun himself had also held high hopes for him.

But to his surprise, Ye Wushuang had not returned from the expedition to the Earth Palace, a fact he deeply regretted.

Moreover, on the way back, Nangong Liuyun had heard one shocking story after another about Ye Wushuang from the other disciples, stunning even him.

Heaven-defying Destiny and immense Combat Power!

All of this was the potential of a top disciple. He even believed that with such heaven-defying Destiny, Ye Wushuang could have gone much, much further.

Upon learning all this, he had even wanted to charge into the Earth Palace to rescue Ye Wushuang.

Unfortunately, even at the Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer, he lacked the power to do so and could only lament his helplessness.

’I wonder if the Star Elder will be able to accept this reality?’

Nangong Liuyun thought to himself, his gaze drifting outside the hall for a long moment before returning to the crowd. "You may all return for now," he said. "Consolidate your Cultivation and prepare for the Barbarian God Battle Platform."

"Yes, Sect Master."

The disciples bowed in unison and turned to leave.

Ye Rou trailed at the very back, her beautiful eyes lifeless and ashen with despair. She was utterly devastated.

Only now did she realize just how important Ye Wushuang was to her. He was practically half of her existence, a feeling that no one else could possibly comprehend.

The blow of knowing Ye Wushuang was buried in the Earth Palace was more than she could bear.

It wasn’t just her. Yangg Qing’er felt the same, her round eyes swollen from crying.

"Sect Master, a fight broke out!"

Just as the group reached the entrance of the hall, a disciple at the True Essence Sixth Layer rushed inside in a panic.

The group merely frowned, paying it no mind as they stepped out of the hall.

Nangong Liuyun, already in a foul mood, scowled and snapped, "What is it? What’s the rush?"

"Sect Master, it’s Ye Wushuang! He’s fighting with Elder Anx!" the disciple said, gasping for breath.

"What is that Anx Shijie up to now, fighting with... What did you say?" Nangong Liuyun, who had almost missed it, suddenly froze. A brilliant divine light erupted from his eyes.

It wasn’t just him. Ye Rou and the others, who had just stepped out of the hall, stopped dead in their tracks and spun around.

"Sect Master, as soon as Ye Wushuang returned, he started fighting with Elder Anx."

The disciple repeated himself.

"Ye Wushuang is back!"

The words washed over them. The first time, they might have misheard, but the second time was so clear they knew it couldn’t be a mistake.

"Xiaoshuang!"

A divine light ignited in Ye Rou’s desolate eyes, and she shot forward in a blur.

"This is bad!"

Suddenly, Nangong Liuyun’s expression changed. With Anx Shijie’s strength, he feared Ye Wushuang would not get off easy.

At that thought, Nangong Liuyun took a single step out of the hall and shot away like a bolt of lightning. He was afraid that if he was too late, Ye Wushuang would meet a disastrous end.

Dii Qingxue followed close behind, soaring through the air.

The others also departed from Fengtian Peak with great speed.

BOOM!

At the foot of Broken Sword Peak, the sky roiled with energy. The shockwaves battered the surrounding mountains, snapping countless Ancient Trees.

The longer Anx Shijie fought, the more shocked he became. Ye Wushuang’s strength was simply unbelievable. He remembered how powerless the boy had been when he’d chased him before.

But now, it was a completely different story. The boy could actually stand against him.

’This little bastard is terrifying. If I don’t kill him today, I’ll have to live the rest of my life in constant fear!’

Anx Shijie roared inwardly, his resolve to kill hardening.

Sensing the auras approaching from Fengtian Peak, he knew the Sect Master was almost upon them. He had to kill Ye Wushuang before they arrived.

Anx Shijie became frenzied. His entire body surged with Blood Qi as he roared, "Blood Soul Devouring Heaven! Reverse my bloodline, devour and kill all under heaven!"

BOOM!

Terrifying waves of blood essence poured from his withered body, flooding madly into the Blood Soul Tower.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

The Blood Soul Tower trembled violently, appearing as if it were bathed in blood—an eerie, demonic red. Its grade had risen by a whole level. The peerless killing aura it radiated was so terrifying that even the distant Nangong Liuyun could feel it. He bellowed, "Anx Shijie, stop this at once!"

"Stop? Impossible! Ye Wushuang must die today!" Anx Shijie’s face was a mask of savagery as he allowed his blood to continue flooding into the Blood Soul Tower.