Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

BOOM! BOOM!

From outside, the palace could be heard trembling. Even from as far away as the front of the Elf Saint Hall, Mengg Yiren, Beize Sheng, and Feng Yang could hear it.

The sound of the impacts was so intense that they even suspected Ye Wushuang had already met a terrible fate.

Ye Rou and Yangg Qing’er, their faces etched with worry and anxiety, couldn’t hold back and rushed toward the palace as well.

In front of the palace, as the sounds continued without cease, a hint of urgency finally appeared in Dii Qingxue’s otherwise placid eyes.

Before, she had a general idea of Ye Wushuang’s strength. She hadn’t been worried about him dealing with a Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer opponent, confident that he could win.

But...

Now, he was facing four of the strongest disciples of the Spiritual Spring Realm, not to mention a considerable number of Spiritual Spring Second and Third Layers.

’Can he fend them all off alone?’

This time, even Dii Qingxue wasn’t confident.

"He had better be alright. Otherwise, I will not spare any of you."

Dii Qingxue, dressed in robes whiter than snow, levitated before the palace. A Crescent Saber shot out from between her eyebrows, transforming into a clear, bright moon as it slashed toward the palace gates.

’The only option now is to forcibly blast open the palace gates and save Ye Wushuang.’

CRASH!

The terrifying Killing Power that erupted from the bright moon slammed into the palace gates, causing the entire structure to tremble violently.

It even caused the entire Heaven-Reaching Ancient Tree to shake nonstop.

Inside the palace, however, the situation was entirely different.

Dozens of people were sprawled on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, wailing incessantly.

Ye Wushuang stood before the palace gates. Feeling the violent impacts from outside, he had a good idea of what was happening and smiled faintly.

Then, his gaze fell upon the crowd, flickering with murderous intent.

Seeing this, the faces of Ao Wuchang and the others changed drastically. They were now like ants before Ye Wushuang, with death as their only fate.

At this thought, a wave of indignant frustration washed over them.

"Ye Wushuang, you’d better just kill us."

Yuh Yuzhen and the others glared venomously at Ye Wushuang. They knew that after hunting him so many times, their enmity was irreconcilable, and they feared they would surely die today.

"So eager to die? I was originally planning to spare your lives, but it seems you don’t wish to accept my mercy." Ye Wushuang’s gaze swept over the others with a peculiar glint in his eyes.

"We don’t want to die! Spare us, and we’ll give you all our points and treasures!"

some of the other disciples shouted frantically.

"Pathetic!"

Seeing this, Ao Wuchang and his group looked at those men as if they were idiots. ’Release them? As if Ye Wushuang would do that now. How laughable.’

"You want to live? Fine. Submit to me. Not only will I spare your lives, but I will also heal your wounds," Ye Wushuang said, his eyes narrowing.

’Submit?’

Hearing this, the men hesitated.

’We can just submit for now. Once we’re out of this palace, Ye Wushuang won’t be able to do a thing to us!’

With that thought, they all nodded and shouted, "We submit! We submit!"

Ye Wushuang said coolly, "In that case, open your Divine Courts."

"Hahaha, open our Divine Courts?"

Lupao burst out laughing. "Ye Wushuang, are you trying to control us?"

Hearing this, those who had been about to comply suppressed the idea and looked toward Lupao.

"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. This was your scheme all along. You lured us in here just for this moment, didn’t you? To make us open our Divine Courts so you could control us and turn us into your slaves."

"What a deep scheme. I, Lupao, admit I was completely outplayed. But if you think you can control me, you’re dreaming."

Lupao stared venomously at Ye Wushuang, his gaze like that of a viper.

"What? He actually wants to control us and make us his slaves?" Upon hearing Lupao’s words, the crowd’s expressions changed.

The gazes of Ao Wuchang, Yuh Yuzhen, and Tu Qianqian darkened as well.

"But don’t worry! As long as we don’t open our Divine Courts, he can’t do anything to us. It’s better for all of us to die than to be enslaved!" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Lupao sneered, "Your scheme is useless, Ye Wushuang. If you have the guts, then kill us all."

"Do you think saying that will allow you to escape your fate?"

Ye Wushuang walked toward Lupao.

"You want to control our Divine Sense, but if we don’t open our Divine Courts, you can’t possib—"

"AARGH!"

Before Lupao could finish his sentence, he let out a bloodcurdling scream, and everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

They saw Ye Wushuang’s hand slam down on the spot between Lupao’s eyebrows as a seal forcibly entered his Divine Court.

Lupao writhed on the ground, his muscles twitching, as the light in his eyes gradually faded.

A moment later, he stopped.

Then, Lupao stood up. To everyone’s utter disbelief, he prostrated himself at Ye Wushuang’s feet and called out in a daze, "Master!"

"What... what kind of Evil Technique did you use on him?"

A group of disciples stared at Ye Wushuang in terror. Lupao, who had just sworn to die before surrendering, had undergone an astonishing transformation in the blink of an eye. It was too bizarre.

"His consciousness was erased!"

Tu Qianqian’s pupils contracted. He was terrified of Ye Wushuang’s methods. Once their consciousness was erased, it was no different from being truly dead.

They would become just like the Corpse Puppets he refined—mere puppets.

"You have three breaths. Open your Divine Courts, and I’ll let you remain unscathed. Otherwise, you’ll end up like him," Ye Wushuang said coldly. Outside, Dii Qingxue was bombarding the palace gates. It was only a matter of time before she broke through, and once she did, he feared these people would all escape.

Hearing this, Ao Wuchang and the others wore expressions of bitter unwillingness. How could they, the so-called strongest disciples, accept being reduced to Ye Wushuang’s slaves, controlled for the rest of their lives?

But if they didn’t comply, their fate would be the same as Lupao’s.

’It seems we can only accept for now and find a way to deal with this after we get out.’

In the end, Ao Wuchang yielded. Yuh Yuzhen also yielded, though unwillingly. They had been hunting Ye Wushuang ever since the Earth Palace.

They never expected that in the end, they would become his slaves.

How could Ye Wushuang not know what they were thinking? But once he planted the Soul Slave Seal, not even a Nirvana Realm expert could remove it. ’Escape from me? Is that even possible?’

Without hesitation, Ye Wushuang planted the Soul Slave Seal in the Divine Courts of the three of them.

Once it was planted, the fates of all three were his to control with a single thought.

Seeing that their three leaders had all yielded, the remaining disciples also opened their Divine Courts one by one, allowing Ye Wushuang to plant the Soul Slave Seal.

"I know what you’re all thinking. You plan to go back to the Sect and have some expert help you remove this. But unfortunately for you, this Soul Slave Seal cannot be broken."

"If anyone tries to break it by force, it will inevitably backlash and erase your consciousness."

Only after he had planted the seal in everyone did Ye Wushuang offer this reminder.

Hearing this, everyone’s faces fell. A Soul Slave Seal that couldn’t be broken... This meant that from now on, they were completely at Ye Wushuang’s mercy.

BANG!

Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd, the body of a Spiritual Spring First Layer disciple from the Feather Race exploded.

"Trying to send an expert to kill me?"

Ye Wushuang sneered. "You’d all better pray that I don’t die. Because if I die, you all die with me!"

"What?!"

Everyone’s expression turned grim. If Ye Wushuang died, they would be buried along with him. Did that mean... from now on, they had to protect him?