Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

”Who dares touch her!”

A cold voice rang out as several figures rushed up from below, appearing behind the woman. Their auras were incredibly powerful, exuding an intense pressure.

The crowd’s eyes narrowed, all gazes focusing on the newcomers.

A middle-aged man strode up the stairs from the first floor with a powerful, commanding gait. His eyes swept across the crowd, flickering for a moment when they landed on the Baihua Fairy before returning to normal.

Then, his gaze fell upon the woman’s face. Half of it was red and swollen, the bloody, five-fingered handprint starkly visible. His brows furrowed, and his expression turned frigid.

”Second Uncle!” Seeing the newcomer, the woman’s face lit up with joy. ’He’s here. Someone from the Zong Family is finally here!’

She turned to walk toward the middle-aged man, but the moment she moved, an utterly frigid intent locked onto her. A terrifying chill spread through the air, as if a single step would mean her death.

The woman’s pupils shrank, and her body froze in place.

”Insolent!” The middle-aged man’s gaze shifted to Ye Wushuang. He took a step forward, a coldness spreading across his face as a terrifying aura erupted from him, rolling out like a monstrous tidal wave.

BOOM!

Instantly, the Baihua Tower shuddered as if it couldn’t bear the strain and was about to collapse. The sheer force of his presence was overwhelming, suffocating.

The crowd in the tower retreated to a safe distance, their faces etched with apprehension. There was no doubt that this middle-aged man was a powerhouse—a Yang Destruction Level expert.

The pressure around Ye Wushuang was even more intense. It felt like a great mountain bearing down on him, growing stronger by the second.

”Do you regret it now?” the Baihua Fairy asked coolly as she watched events unfold. She stared at Ye Wushuang, wanting to see a hint of remorse on his face.

She had warned him before that the woman was from the Zong Family and should not be harmed. But Ye Wushuang had insisted on his own way. He should be regretting it now.

”You’re so self-righteous,” Ye Wushuang shot back coldly, causing the Baihua Fairy’s eyes to narrow. ’At a time like this, he still dares to call me self-righteous? What gives him the right?’

”A man only lives once. To live without compromise is to live without regret. Some things must be done, even if you know they’re wrong, just to prove a point. So what is there to regret?”

Ye Wushuang declared frankly, his sharp aura flaring. What’s done is done; he had no regrets.

”Even if you regret it now, it’s useless. You must pay the price,”

the middle-aged man said coldly. The young lady of his Zong Family had her face slapped swollen in front of so many people. It was a slap in the face to the entire Zong Family. Even if Ye Wushuang regretted it, it was useless.

BOOM!

The middle-aged man took another step toward Ye Wushuang, his terrifying aura pressing down once more, locking the very space around Ye Wushuang and seemingly imprisoning him.

A mountain-like pressure bore down on Ye Wushuang.

”To live is to be unrestrained, to settle scores as I please! Who can possibly bind me? Get lost!”

Ye Wushuang roared coldly, also stepping forward as a powerful ripple of his own aura erupted forth!

BOOM!

An even more vast and majestic aura swept over everything, instantly shattering the confining pressure. The mountain-like weight vanished without a trace. How could one destined to be unrestrained ever be bound!

An Emperor’s aura descended upon him, an Emperor’s bearing that could shake the world and sweep across the heavens and earth!

Now *this* was a true aura!

The crowd’s eyes trembled. They stared at the Ye Wushuang of this moment—so wild and untamed. To live a single life, unrestrained, settling scores as one pleased... was this not what every other man secretly yearned for?

So what if he was shackled? He would just break them. Even to a Yang Destruction Level expert, he would just say: ”Get lost!”

This young man was so wildly domineering!

The crowd praised him in their hearts, but they were also utterly shocked. To so easily shatter the aura of a Yang Destruction Level expert made them realize that this young man’s strength was terrifying!

He looked to be no more than twenty, yet he could contend with the aura of a Yang Destruction Level expert. This alone was enough to make them see him in a new light!

”Second Uncle, kill him.”

The woman’s face twisted with malice. She shouted and began to crawl toward the middle-aged man.

BOOM!

Seizing the opportunity, the few figures standing behind the woman also charged at Ye Wushuang.

”Get lost!”

A cold glint shot from Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he strode forward. With his sword in hand, Sword Light raged and Sword Qi burst from his body, sweeping out and sending the charging figures flying.

”You are a dead man!”

The middle-aged man struck out with his palm, and the Power of Destruction enveloped the area.

”If I’m a dead man anyway, then what’s there to hold back for!” Ye Wushuang said coldly. His Ancient Sword gleamed with deadly light as he thrust it straight toward the woman. If they wanted to kill him, he’d kill her first!

”I don’t want anyone dying here!”

At the same time, the Baihua Fairy’s gaze hardened. A Cailing, like a dancing dragon-snake, shot out from the side to block Ye Wushuang’s Ancient Sword.

’Doesn’t want anyone to die?’

’If he, Ye Wushuang, hadn’t fought back and had been killed by the middle-aged man, would this Baihua Fairy have uttered those words?’

The answer was no. Without hesitation, Ye Wushuang drew a Battle Saber with his other hand and slashed out. The whistling saber light tore through the air and struck the Cailing.

”You, get lost too!”

With a cold shout, he sent a shockwave through the Battle Saber, instantly shattering the Cailing!

”This is my tower! Why should I get lost!”

The Baihua Fairy’s expression darkened, and she did not back down.

”So what if it’s your tower? From the very beginning, when have you ever shown me a shred of respect? Since you don’t respect me, I don’t give a damn whose tower it is!”

A cold aura flared from Ye Wushuang. He took a step, a terrifying power erupted from his body, and his Heaven-Soaring Sword Intent was unleashed.

BOOM!

With Ye Wushuang at its center, the entire tower was blown apart. Terrifying Sword Intent raged, and everything collapsed, annihilated, destroyed!

BOOM!

From within the tower, countless people flashed away, retreating and landing outside.

On the street next to the tower, countless pedestrians stopped in their tracks, stunned. They stared as the Baihua Tower was instantly blown apart. A terrifying Sword Intent soared into the sky, as if to pierce the very heavens!

”What happened?”

”The Baihua Tower was destroyed! Who would be so bold?”

The crowd stared in amazement toward the Baihua Tower, while those who had just fled from inside stared at Ye Wushuang, their eyes trembling.

Domineering. *This* was true dominance. So what if it was the Baihua Fairy’s tower? He destroyed it with one move!

However, this also meant that Ye Wushuang had provoked the person behind the Baihua Fairy!

BOOM!

Amidst the flying debris above the annihilated tower, a wretched figure fell from the sky, crashing onto what was left of the second floor with a miserable cry.

At the same time, a figure in green robes, holding a Jade Fan with his other hand behind his back, also drifted down from above, landing behind the Baihua Fairy.

Young Master Xie Qing!

Instantly, the crowd’s pupils shrank. They stared at the figure in green. He was Young Master Xie Qing, a Celestial Pride from the Dragon List!

He had been in the Baihua Tower the entire time!