Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The twenty of them were brought to a stop, ensnared by the Thousand Demon Trees. An endless barrage of thorns assailed them, and despite their formidable techniques, they struggled to fend off the attacks from every direction.

Even Dii Qingxue was in the same predicament. She destroyed countless thorns, her moonlit radiance annihilating everything in her path.

However.

The Thousand Demon Trees had innumerable thorns. As long as their roots were intact, they could not be truly destroyed.

The others were also in a sorry state, and a few were already wounded.

With a cold sweep of his eyes, Ye Wushuang landed, holding Yuann Qingmeng.

"Go help them."

After speaking softly to Yuann Qingmeng, Ye Wushuang stepped into the air toward the Thousand Demon Trees. His eyes blazed with a fiery light, radiating a destructive and tyrannical aura.

The scorching Little Sun in his Chaos Space was not just for show. It was connected to his very consciousness, allowing him to command its terrifying Sun Power at will.

’True Sun Flame, come forth!’

He roared inwardly. A crimson-purple flame appeared between his palms, radiating a heat so intense it seemed capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas. The air filled with an extremely volatile, scorching presence.

BANG! BANG!

Sensing the threat, the Thousand Demon Trees launched a volley of thorns that filled the sky, piercing toward him from every direction like sharp needles.

"Get lost, or I’ll destroy you!"

Ye Wushuang advanced, his voice a cold rebuke. These Thousand Demon Trees possessed intelligence, so they could naturally understand his words.

But unfortunately for them, the Thousand Demon Trees did not relent.

’They just had to try me.’

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed as he descended through the air. Just as countless thorns pierced toward him, the True Sun Flame erupted from his palm and spread across the void.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

The True Sun Flame was the very essence of fire. No matter how hard or sharp the thorns were, they were instantly incinerated upon contact, turning to worthless cinders.

RUSTLE! RUSTLE! RUSTLE!

Witnessing the terror of the True Sun Flame, the Thousand Demon Trees began to shake violently, as if in surrender. The thorns besieging the others all withdrew back into the ground.

’Admitting defeat only after you’ve lost? Too late.’

He strode forward and slammed his palm against one of the massive, blood-red trees. The True Sun Flame poured from his hand and rapidly spread across its surface, an unquenchable fire that would not die until the Thousand Demon Tree was utterly incinerated.

Nearby, with the immediate crisis averted, Feng Yang and the others turned to watch Ye Wushuang.

"I never knew the Captain had a technique like this!" Meng Fanx was stunned. The terrifying crimson flame made even his own heart pound with fear.

It wasn’t just Meng Fanx. The Thousand Demon Trees were also terrified. Other flames couldn’t destroy them, but the True Sun Flame could.

As they watched one Thousand Demon Tree after another get incinerated in an instant, the remaining trees began to emit terrified, pleading fluctuations of Spiritual Sense.

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

The sound of earth breaking apart echoed once more.

Countless thorns erupted from the ground, but this time, they held no killing intent.

Each thorn hovered in the air, encased in a ball of blood-red light that pulsed with life force and energy.

The balls of blood-red light, like a swarm of lanterns, drifted toward the group.

The group’s expressions grew taut, and they prepared to destroy the objects.

"Those are Hearts of a Thousand Demons. Each one contains half of a Thousand Demon Tree’s essential energy."

Ye Wushuang explained.

To appease Ye Wushuang’s wrath, the Thousand Demon Trees had offered up their own Hearts of a Thousand Demons. From this point on, their strength and lifespans would be greatly diminished.

’You brought this on yourselves.’

Ye Wushuang felt no pity. He had warned them, but they hadn’t listened. Now they had to pay the price.

Hearing Ye Wushuang’s explanation, everyone’s eyes lit up. They hurried forward to collect the Hearts of a Thousand Demons. With this aid, their strength would surely increase significantly.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Suddenly, before the group could take more than a few steps, the sound of objects tearing through the air came from above. A surge of killing intent instantly washed over them.

An ambush!

A sweep of his Divine Sense revealed a rain of arrows, seemingly endless, blanketing the sky as they shot down toward the group.

Dii Qingxue’s eyes turned icy. She pressed her palms together, formed a hand seal, and then abruptly spread her hands apart. A white barrier of light materialized in the air, blocking the shower of arrows.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Streaks of light shot through the air as figures flew toward them.

The approaching figures made a beeline for the Hearts of a Thousand Demons. "Ye Wushuang, we’ll take these off your hands!"

"Piss off!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Wushuang’s narrowed eyes. His Dragon Blood Battle Saber sliced through the air, and an endless wave of saber light cut off the intruders’ advance.

The charging figures’ expressions immediately darkened as they hastily dodged.

"The Feather Race!"

Recognizing the intruders, a cold light flared in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. He raised his saber and advanced.

"Ye Wushuang, die!"

A familiar voice echoed from the sky as a Heaven-Reaching Light Pillar shot down, piercing through the air toward Ye Wushuang with terrifyingly sharp power.

Yuh Yuzhen!

The moment he heard that voice, Ye Wushuang knew who had arrived.

World-Destroying Slash!

Facing the incoming attack, Ye Wushuang swung his Dragon Blood Battle Saber. The World-Destroying Slash collided with the Heaven-Reaching Light Pillar.

Seizing the opportunity, the other members of the Feather Race lunged for the Hearts of a Thousand Demons floating in the air.

"Who do you think you are, trying to take our things?"

Feng Yang, Meng Fanx, and the others charged out.

From the sky, Yuh Yuzhen descended with two of his team members, both at the Spiritual Spring Third Layer.

"You two, keep Dii Qingxue and Feng Yang busy. I’ll deal with Ye Wushuang first," Yuh Yuzhen said coldly. The two figures charged toward Feng Yang and Dii Qingxue.

Yuh Yuzhen’s gaze was locked on Ye Wushuang, his killing intent naked and undisguised.

Not only was Ye Wushuang an enemy of the Feather Race, but he had also embarrassed Yuh Yuzhen multiple times. The grudge ran deep. ’Ye Wushuang must die!’

Looking down from his superior position, Yuh Yuzhen released his power. He drew his silver bow taut, gathering energy, and in the next instant, unleashed an explosive shot.

The arrow shot forth, frantically drawing in Essence Qi from all around it and transforming into a pillar of destructive light with an unimaginably wide range.

Ye Wushuang watched coldly, feeling immensely disappointed.

"Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer? Strongest Disciple? The Feather Race’s number one genius? With such pathetic techniques, I can only call you one thing: trash!"

With that pronouncement, he took the Seven Steps of the Reversed Dragon. The saber in Ye Wushuang’s hand swung out unpretentiously. As it neared the pillar of light, it transformed into a blood-red Divine Dragon, which then executed a Divine Dragon’s Tail Swing, smashing into the pillar.

Instantly, the pillar of light shattered inch by inch, like a popping bubble.

Yuh Yuzhen’s expression changed, horrified by Ye Wushuang’s power.

His last attack was something even a Spiritual Spring Third Layer expert couldn’t have blocked, yet Ye Wushuang had neutralized it with a single slash. Just one slash.

But when he heard Ye Wushuang call him trash, he instantly flew into a rage.

If Yuh Huatian hadn’t come out of nowhere and stolen his glory, he would be the number one genius of the Feather Race! But now, he was being humiliated by Ye Wushuang, called nothing but trash.

"Ye Wushuang, for your arrogance and for humiliating me, you will die a miserable death!"

Yuh Yuzhen’s eyes were filled with venom, his killing intent flaring even hotter. No longer holding back, his aura surged once more. The silver bow in his hands began to glow with a brilliant light that illuminated the heavens and the earth.

"Sky-Illuminating Arrow!"

An arrow pierced the sky, so bright it illuminated the world and temporarily blinded everyone. The peerless killing intent it carried made even Dii Qingxue and Feng Yang turn their heads, their expressions grim.

Dii Qingxue’s eyes sharpened. She turned her gaze on the Feather Race member who was tying her down. From between her brows, an exquisite, crescent-shaped dagger shot forth.

Like a crescent moon rising into the sky, it appeared before the eyes of the Spiritual Spring Third Layer Feather Race member in the blink of an eye.

PFFT!

Before he could even react, the crescent blade flashed. His head went flying. Even in death, he never understood how he could have been so fragile and insignificant.

Having dealt with one opponent, Dii Qingxue turned, preparing to rush toward Yuh Yuzhen.

But then, she stopped.