Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Ye Wushuang, die!

Blood Ghost’s skull rose into the sky. A torrent of ghostly apparitions poured out of it, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they lunged for Ye Wushuang.

The disciples of Demon Abyss below took the opportunity to surround Ye Wushuang, cutting off his escape.

’It’s over!’

Qianling sighed internally. ’It seems we’re not getting out of this after all.’

”Junior Brother Ye, you have to go! I’ll hold them off for you.”

Qianling looked up and urged Ye Wushuang.

How could Ye Wushuang not understand Qianling’s worry? He smiled. ”We’ll leave together.”

”Still thinking of leaving? Dream on.”

Mo Li gripped his Demon Spear and thrust it forward.

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. He whipped his head around, his gaze as sharp as two saber glints.

With one arm around Qianling, he stood firm in the void. With his other hand, he drew his Dragon Blood Battle Saber and slashed through the air.

Instantly, a brilliant, blood-red saber light flashed into existence.

The sanguine light blotted out the Firmament. The World-Destroying Saber Intent filled the void, and the very heavens and earth seemed to tremble in fear.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The blood-red saber light shot out horizontally, spreading toward Mo Li and Blood Ghost.

A massive fissure split the void, gradually extending as if it would slice this part of the world in two.

Seeing this casual slash from Ye Wushuang, the smiles on Mo Li and Blood Ghost’s faces froze.

BOOM!

Everything in the blood-red saber light’s path was annihilated. The skull disintegrated!

Tens of thousands of fierce ghosts were reduced to ash!

The Demon Spear in Mo Li’s hand was torn in two.

At the same time, it was as if their bodies were splitting apart. BANG! BANG! BANG! Blood erupted from them as they were sent flying, crashing to the ground.

Although they weren’t killed, they were gushing blood!

As for the disciples on the ground, they weren’t so ”lucky.” Their bodies were torn apart by the saber light, exploding into a bloody mist with a POP.

And the slash didn’t stop there.

It continued to spread, cleaving a distant river in half before finally dissipating.

The World-Destroying Slash. One slash to sunder a realm!

Looking at the first form of his World-Destroying Slash, World Destruction, Ye Wushuang wasn’t entirely satisfied. He had seen the Breaking Realm Demon Monarch use it before.

That kind of power was terrifying to the extreme—truly one slash to sunder a realm!

However, Ye Wushuang was unaware that Qianling, in his arms, was staring at him dumbfounded, her mouth agape in an ”O” shape.

’Two experts at the True Essence Eighth Layer, taken down in a single slash!’

’He even wiped out half of the disciples from Demon Abyss!’

’His... his power... how did he get so strong?’

It felt unreal to Qianling. How long had it been since they last met? Ye Wushuang’s power had grown to the point where he could instantly defeat cultivators at the True Essence Eighth Layer.

”Damn it, how is he so powerful?!”

”A monster, he’s a monster!”

Mo Li and Blood Ghost spat up blood, terrified beyond measure.

They had felt that last slash and had tried to block it.

But to their horror, they found they couldn’t block it. It was impossible to block.

That slash was too terrifying!

BOOM!

The two scrambled to their feet in terror. The only thought in their minds was to flee as fast as possible.

As they fled into the distance, their bodies continued to break down, blood gushing from them without end. The feeling of death spurred them to run even more frantically.

SWISH!

Suddenly, in the distance, a black-robed youth shot into the sky, his blood-red eyes filled with hatred!

”Even if you run to the depths of Hell, I’ll still flay you alive.”

The hateful words spilled from the black-robed youth’s mouth.

He brandished a silver Battle Saber, slashing through the air toward Mo Li.

SCHLICK!

Mo Li was already severely injured, his Combat Power plummeting. He was utterly unable to resist as one of his arms was lopped off, ground into a bloody pulp by the terrifying Saber Intent.

AHH!

Mo Li shrieked as his body plummeted downward.

Seeing this, Blood Ghost was struck with terror and fled even more frantically into the distance.

”Feng Jue, I regret not exterminating you completely!”

Mo Li roared.

The black-robed youth was none other than Feng Jue, the one with the Saber Demon Body.

Back at the Demon Abyss, he had failed to kill Mo Li and Blood Ghost, so he had followed the two of them to the Earth Palace.

”A debt of blood must be paid in blood!”

Feng Jue’s voice was hoarse, deep, and bloodthirsty. He could never forget that it was these bastards who had dismembered the person dearest to him right before his eyes.

This hatred was carved into his very bones!

Repaying it ten million times over would not be enough!

BOOM!

Feng Jue descended from the sky. His silver Battle Saber fell, and Mo Li’s head went flying. The furious roar was cut short.

Staring at the falling corpse, Feng Jue felt an intense urge to hack it to pieces.

But in the end, he held back.

’I’m not like those bastards,’ he thought. ’I just want revenge.’

”Father, Mother, I’ve finally killed one of our enemies!”

Gazing at the dead Mo Li, Feng Jue let out a hoarse cry, shedding tears of blood.

Ye Wushuang watched silently. He knew that Feng Jue bore a burden that most people could never endure.

In the world of Cultivators, the Rules favored the strong, and justice always sided with the powerful!

The weak could only be forced to accept their fate, forced to endure.

Feng Jue wiped away his Blood Tears and walked toward Ye Wushuang. ”That’s one down, one to go. Once I’ve killed him, my life is yours!”

With that, Feng Jue turned and gave chase once more.

Below, the terrified disciples of Demon Abyss tried to flee, but a wave of saber light descended, and their bodies exploded!

Ye Wushuang didn’t stop Feng Jue as he chased after Blood Ghost.

”Junior Brother Ye, let me go too. Blood Ghost must be fleeing toward Giant Spirit Mountain,” Qianling said, finally snapping out of her daze.

”Giant Spirit Mountain?”

Ye Wushuang’s interest was piqued. He looked down at Qianling, about to ask something.

But just then, a flash of snowy white entered his vision, and the words caught in his throat.

Qianling was in a sorry state. Her clothes were tattered, revealing tantalizing glimpses of skin.

Her skin was whiter than snow and impossibly delicate.

Especially a certain something peeking through, which made Ye Wushuang’s heart stir and a fire rise within him.

Ever since his Cultivation with Dii Qingxue, he’d found that his body had developed a strong... reaction to women. Every time, his blood would boil for no reason. Moreover, as his Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body advanced, this desire grew stronger and stronger. It was quite strange!

Noticing Ye Wushuang’s fixed gaze, Qianling realized something and glanced down at herself.

With a small shriek, her fair, pale face instantly turned red, as if it had been dusted with rouge.

She hastily tried to cover herself with her torn clothes and squirmed, trying to escape Ye Wushuang’s embrace.

But she didn’t realize that this only made her more alluring!

Ye Wushuang was no perfect gentleman. Full of youthful vigor, how could he resist? His emotions were in turmoil.

However, he suppressed the feeling with all his might.

He didn’t understand the matters between men and women, nor did he know what to say. So, ignoring Qianling’s struggles, he simply tightened his grip on her domineeringly and chased after Blood Ghost.

Qianling was both embarrassed and annoyed.

But she found herself unable to struggle against his domineering strength.

”Ye Wushuang is over here!”

”Ye Wushuang obtained the supreme inheritance!”

”Kill him!”

”Kill him!”

Up ahead, Blood Ghost let out a series of heaven-shaking shouts, yelling nonstop as he fled.

Ye Wushuang!

Hearing those two words, terrifying auras immediately began to converge from all directions!