Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

In the blink of an eye, Murong Ye, Bing Yan, and the others had all died. Ye Wushuang’s terrifying combat power was staggering, nearly rivaling that of the strongest disciples.

However, what the crowd didn’t know was that Ye Wushuang had reforged his Dragon Body and undergone a heaven-defying recultivation. His physical body was now as tough as a Third or Fourth-Grade Spiritual Artifact, and combined with his First Generation Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body, it granted him peerless combat power.

Beyond that, the Dragon Blood Divine Cauldron had become his Dragon Foundation, possessing a terrifying World-Burning Power that he had yet to use.

Moreover, there was the mutated golden Qi Vortex. Though he didn’t know how much it had strengthened, the heart-stopping energy it emanated convinced Ye Wushuang that this was the greatest benefit of his recultivation.

Retreat!

Seeing Ye Wushuang’s terrifying combat power, the crowd exploded backward in all directions, scattering far and wide.

Ye Wushuang immediately pressed his attack. He had no mercy for this group. ’If they want to kill me, why should I show them any mercy!’

Kill!

The Spiritual Artifact Giant Saber in his hand cleaved through the air. Dragon Spirit True Qi transformed into small golden dragons that coiled around the blade, causing its golden Inscriptions to flare with light. With an explosive roar from Ye Wushuang, countless blade phantoms merged in an instant, forming a seven or eight-meter-long saber beam that descended from the sky.

BOOM!

A group of people, shrouded in Spiritual Light, tried to resist, but they were instantly overwhelmed.

"We’ll be the ones to kill you!"

In the sky, not to be outdone, the members of the Feather Race seized the opportunity to fire down volleys of glowing arrows. They were aimed straight at Ye Wushuang, radiating a terrifying killing power that was chilling to behold.

Ye Wushuang shot backward. BANG! BANG! BANG! The arrows pursued him, raining down explosively.

Nearby, Yuan Chong’s eyes sharpened. A beam of cyan Divine Light suddenly erupted from between his brows, transforming into a shimmering cyan Spirit Sword that shot toward Ye Wushuang.

A chill ran down Ye Wushuang’s spine. He swung his Spiritual Artifact Giant Saber instantly, unleashing a flurry of chilling saber beams.

But the cyan Spiritual Soldier was like an indestructible ray of divine light. It pierced through the saber beams and struck the Spiritual Artifact Giant Saber itself. CLANG! The giant saber shuddered and snapped in two. Its Inscriptions dimmed, its life extinguished.

’A Ninth-Grade Spiritual Soldier!’

As the cyan Spiritual Soldier lunged at him, Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. His reflexes were sharp, and he leaned slightly to the side. But the Spirit Sword was astonishingly fast, grazing his arm and leaving a bloody line.

Ye Wushuang’s brows furrowed slightly, and cold lightning flashed in his eyes!

"Ye Wushuang’s weapon is broken! Let’s kill him together!" Yuan Chong, invigorated, used his Divine Sense to control the cyan Spirit Sword again, sending it streaking forward like a beam of cyan light.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Luo Xuan, Lan Zhe, Luo Yunjiao, and the others felt their fear subside and charged forward once more.

Just as Ye Wushuang prepared to move, he was locked on to by arrows from the Feather Race.

"Fuck! Just because you have a pair of wings, you think you’re special? Get the hell down here!"

Enraged, Ye Wushuang formed the Seal Technique for the Dragon Emperor Mountain Sealing Stamp. It manifested as a world-shaking Immortal Dragon Mountain that, with a low HUM, crashed down from the void, brutally suppressing the group of young Feather Race members.

"Without the advantage of the sky, you’re nothing! Die!" Seizing the opportunity, Ye Wushuang activated Floating Light and Shadow, weaving through the air like a swimming dragon. He unleashed waves of deadly sword light, and a terrifying killing intent washed over the young Feather Race members, causing their faces to pale.

"Ye Wushuang, how dare you!"

Seeing this, the silver-robed elder in the sky could no longer stand by. He let out a furious roar that was as loud and deafening as the clanging of bells and the beating of drums. A silvery-white beam of light descended from the firmament, pierced through the void, and shot toward Ye Wushuang.

With no other choice, Ye Wushuang’s body flickered like a bolt of lightning to dodge the attack. The silvery-white beam struck the ground, violently blasting a massive cloud of dirt and dust into the sky.

BOOM!

As the silver-robed elder moved, Moo Li and the others also streaked across the sky toward Ye Wushuang.

At this moment, Jian Bufan, who had been cradling his sword, also moved!

He took a single step forward, the hair at his temples fluttering. SHING! The Flying Snow Sword was drawn in an instant. The frigid Sword Intent caused the very moisture in the air to condense and fall as a flurry of snowflakes.

One Sword Flying Snow!

A single glint of its sharp edge pierced through snowflake after snowflake. In an instant, the tip of the blade was before Moo Li and the others, its speed blindingly fast.

Even Ye Wushuang was slightly taken aback. ’So this is a True Essence Realm powerhouse,’ he realized. ’I’m still far too slow compared to them!’

"One Sword Flying Snow! I’ve been wanting to see it for myself!"

Moo Li gave a sinister smile, a sharp glint flashing in his demonic, crimson eyes. A jet-black light burst from his body, forming a long spear wreathed in Demonic Light as he clashed with Jian Bufan.

With Jian Bufan engaging Moo Li and his group, Ye Wushuang felt a sense of relief. He abandoned his plan to kill the other youths and turned his attention to the silver-robed elder in the sky.

"So what if they’re occupied? With your ant-like strength, do you really think you can survive my hand?" the silver-robed elder sneered from above. A silvery-white arrow instantly materialized again, madly devouring the surrounding Essence Qi. That single arrow multiplied into an infinite number, raining down like a meteor shower.

"Even an ant has the strength to kill you!" Ye Wushuang’s expression was unchanged. His eyes flashed, and a streak of blood-red light shot out from his Divine Court, erupting in a dazzling, brilliant crimson flare.

"Dragon Blood Killing Sword, annihilate the heavens!"

The Dragon Blood Killing Sword transformed into a crimson True Dragon that surged through the void, kicking up a storm of destructive Sword Intent. It shot up from the ground toward the firmament, obliterating everything in its path.

The silver-robed elder tried to flee but was instantly shredded. With a final, wretched scream, he exploded into a rain of blood that showered down from the sky. It splattered across the faces of the onlookers, still warm to the touch, yet it sent a piercing chill deep into their hearts.

That Ye Wushuang possessed a way to so easily kill a True Essence Powerhouse was a fact the crowd found difficult to accept.

Even Jian Bufan, who was busy fending off his own opponent, glanced over at Ye Wushuang, his eyes flickering. He finally understood why Ye Wushuang had told him to leave the silver-robed elder to him. It was because he truly had the means to kill a True Essence Powerhouse.

Run!

A moment later, the crowd snapped back to their senses, utterly terrified. They no longer cared about any opportunities. If even a True Essence Powerhouse could be killed so easily, killing them would be a trivial matter.

Terrified, the crowd began to flee out of the Desolate Mountain. The fastest among them were Ouyang Xuan and Ouyang Lin, who had participated the least in the attack and were the first to make their escape.

Ye Wushuang paid them no mind. He glanced toward Jian Bufan’s battle, then reached out a hand, magically pulling the silver-robed elder’s Silver-White Longbow into his grasp. Activating Floating Light and Shadow, he transformed into a streak of lightning and gave chase.

’A moment ago, they relied on their numbers to brand me an Evil Demon and tried to kill me. Now that they’re outmatched, they think they can just run away? It won’t be that easy.’

SWOOSH!

His Divine Sense locked onto a youth at the Qi Vortex Sixth Layer. A golden arrow shot out, guided by his will. THWIP! It pierced through the young man’s body, killing him instantly.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang paused, slightly stunned.

’Not bad. I didn’t expect my talent for archery to be this good!’ He gave a sudden, narcissistic smile and wiped his nose. Gripping the Silver-White Longbow, he locked his Divine Sense onto another figure and loosed an arrow. A perfect hit!

THWIP!

THWIP!

Figures fell one after another, striking even greater fear into the hearts of Yuan Chong, Luo Xuan, and the others. They had underestimated Ye Wushuang’s power. It was as if they had become the prey.

A youth was targeted and screamed in terror, "Don’t kill me! My father is an Elder of the Fiery Sun Sect!"

"And what of it?" Ye Wushuang coldly replied with four words before shooting him dead.

Even the Feather Race members still in the sky were shocked. Ye Wushuang’s archery was even more skillful than that of their own people, who were born with a natural mastery of the bow!

’Can’t let these go to waste!’

Looking at the corpses sprawled on the ground, Ye Wushuang gave a cold smile. He reached out and flung the bodies directly into the Divine Cauldron within his Dantian. The world-burning Golden Flame incinerated them, refining them into one blood-red Elixir after another!

This was the heaven-defying power of the Dragon Blood Divine Cauldron: it could refine anything into Cultivation Resources for him!

Ye Wushuang then aimed his arrow at the Feather Race members in the sky. Their faces paled instantly. They fled for their lives, cursing their parents for not giving them an extra pair of wings.

SWOOSH!

The golden streak of light was even faster, leaving a ripple in the void as it tore through the air. Imbued with Geng Metal Killing Power, the arrow’s sharpness was even more terrifying!

THWIP!

In an instant, it pierced the bodies of several young Feather Race members!

"Bastard! You’re courting death!"

Suddenly, an angry roar like rolling Celestial Thunder abruptly sounded from outside the Desolate Mountain. Immediately after, a fiery red pillar of light, half a meter in diameter, was seen shooting toward Ye Wushuang from the horizon.

Ye Wushuang’s expression changed, and he prepared to dodge. But to his horror, his heart sank—his body felt as if it were being suppressed, and he couldn’t move at all!