Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

”What a pity!”

Seeing Yang Xiao sent flying by his palm strike, Yanm Changqing let out a soft sigh. But his hands showed no mercy as he sent another palm hurtling toward him.

’This boy’s talent is outstanding, and he possesses a Secret Skill, but he’s far too arrogant. To meet my Palm Seal directly... isn’t that just asking for death?’

As he unleashed another Palm Seal, Yanm Changqing was certain.

Yang Xiao’s death was certain.

Once struck by his Palm Seal, one’s mind would be invaded by his True Martial Intent.

It would seize control of their Heart Spirit.

Plunging them into an inescapable state of gloomy despair.

Yang Xiao was just a boy.

He would surely find it difficult to break free.

If he were to be hit by this second palm, it would be a miracle if he survived.

And in truth, just as he predicted, Yang Xiao had indeed suffered grievous injuries to both body and mind.

The strike had battered his physical body and damaged his internal organs.

If that were all, it wouldn’t have been so bad.

With Yang Xiao’s abilities, as long as he didn’t die on the spot, he could eventually recover.

But now, afflicted by Yanm Changqing’s True Martial Intent, his Heart Spirit was being flooded with an endless stream of sorrowful memories.

If he were just an ordinary boy, it might have been manageable.

The most tragic thing in his life would have been his inability to cultivate at a young age.

But he was not.

He possessed the memories of two other lifetimes.

In his first life, he’d had no choice but to take his own life, leaving behind a tangled web of love, hate, gratitude, and vengeance.

In his second life, he had been plotted against and Sealed. After finally comprehending the supreme principles of the Medicine Dao and refining an Unparalleled Divine Pill, he had been forced to self-destruct.

All these regrets, all this hatred.

Permeated his Heart Spirit.

Forming a cage.

From which he could not escape.

He was so lost that he didn’t even notice Yanm Changqing unleashing his second palm strike.

Just as he was about to be struck by this second palm.

Deep within Yang Xiao’s body.

The Heaven and Earth Origin Flame gave a sudden throb.

With that single throb.

A crack appeared in the hold the Gloomy Soul True Intent had on his Heart Spirit.

Yang Xiao.

Finally snapped back to his senses.

Instantly, an immense sense of crisis washed over him.

Without a second thought.

He threw himself toward the safest spot his instincts could find.

He had narrowly escaped disaster.

”That was too close! I was almost done for!”

Yang Xiao cried out in alarm.

Yanm Changqing, too, was somewhat surprised.

He hadn’t expected Yang Xiao to actually break free from his True Martial Intent at the final moment and escape his doom.

The Palm Seal contained Yanm Changqing’s True Martial Intent and could be controlled by his will.

But because he had never imagined Yang Xiao would break free.

He had missed the window of opportunity to pursue him.

As a result, the palm strike landed heavily on a distant rockery.

Instantly, it sank into the rockery.

It was like a red-hot iron brand plunged into a block of ice.

It silently bored a large hole through it.

Even more terrifyingly, a moment later, a light breeze swept by, and the entire rockery disintegrated, scattering on the wind as if it had never been there at all.

Reduced to nothing.

This showed the power of the palm strike.

This showed just how terrifying the palm strike was.

In truth, if Yang Xiao hadn’t tempered his skin and reinforced it with his Qilin True Body, increasing his defense by an untold magnitude...

...he likely would have been splattered into a bloody pulp by the first palm strike.

Even so, his internal organs had all been severely damaged.

The arm he’d used to meet the strike had been snapped in two.

His injuries were not minor.

An ordinary person, even if they had managed to escape the cage of the Gloomy Soul’s True Intent, would have been too weak to dodge.

This was why Yanm Changqing was so astonished.

Yang Xiao.

Had been in a situation of certain death.

Yet he had miraculously escaped.

”Good. Truly, heroes emerge from the younger generation. I have already delivered two palm strikes. There is one left. I hope you can withstand it.”

Yanm Changqing’s expression turned serious.

He was the one who had set the three-palm-strike agreement.

Naturally, he had to honor it.

Likewise, avenging his grandson was a vow he had to fulfill.

Therefore, this third palm strike...

...would be one where Yanm Changqing held nothing back.

Yang Xiao knew this just from the change in his expression.

Bitterness filled his heart. ’Can I really not escape this fate today?’

He was filled with unwilling resentment.

He still had great vengeances to enact.

He had not yet reached the Peak.

How could Yang Xiao die like this?

But he truly no longer had the strength to fight.

Even if he used the Nine Revolutions Concentration Spirit Technique...

...his chances of survival were slim.

Just as Yang Xiao hesitated, wondering whether to risk everything for one last struggle, a flicker of joy suddenly crossed his face.

Then, without even glancing at Yanm Changqing...

...he turned and looked directly into the distance.

There was nothing there.

But Yang Xiao knew someone was standing there.

Watching him.

”Help me!”

Yang Xiao roared. He then condensed his qi into a focused beam, hastily sending a sound transmission into that person’s ear. Whatever he said, it instantly shocked the mysterious figure, who had only intended to observe without interfering, into action.

Immediately, Yang Xiao saw three terrifying beams of light rise up from that direction.

They were three massive Light Arrows.

With a WHOOSH, one of them shot toward them.

Its target seemed to be Yang Xiao.

No, not him.

It was Yanm Changqing, who was behind him.

This Light Arrow.

It shot forward with incredible menace, its power no less than one of Yanm Changqing’s own full-force attacks.

Even he dared not meet it head-on.

He could only dodge.

But an arrow this powerful was not so easily dodged.

Clearly, it was being controlled by its wielder.

It relentlessly pursued Yanm Changqing.

Leaving him no time to deal with anything else.

”A perfect chance!”

Yang Xiao smiled faintly. Iridescent, crystalline light surged from his back once more as two enormous wings materialized from thin air. With a single beat, he prepared to take to the sky.

”Damn it! The boy is trying to escape!”

Seeing this, Yanm Changqing was naturally unwilling to let Yang Xiao get away.

He raised his hand and slapped a palm strike toward Yang Xiao.

The palm strike was immensely powerful.

And surprisingly fast.

It caught the unprepared Yang Xiao, who was already halfway into the air, and brutally smacked him back down to the ground.

But, perhaps because he’d gained some experience from the previous palm strike, Yang Xiao recovered quickly this time. With a beat of his wings, he vanished from Yanm Changqing’s sight in an instant.

Immediately after.

The attacking Light Arrow also dissipated.

For miles around, all fell silent again.

This left Yanm Changqing’s face contorted with rage.

’That little bastard, he got away again! And he even has an accomplice. It seems that person was also involved in my grandson Yanm Kuan’s death.’

Yanm Changqing could sense that a certain aura within the Light Arrow was extremely similar to Yang Xiao’s own.

He instantly assumed that this helper had also been involved in the killing of Yanm Kuan.

His heart sank.

He felt as if a web of conspiracy was closing in on Medicine King Valley.

He became even more determined to investigate Yang Xiao.

For it seemed there was a massive conspiracy afoot.

One that threatened to shake Medicine King Valley to its foundations.

Or perhaps even destroy it entirely.

This was something Yanm Changqing would never, ever allow.

As for Yang Xiao, who had narrowly escaped with his life...

...he had no idea his desperate cry for help would lead Yanm Changqing to such an outrageous conclusion.

Of course, he had no time to worry about that now.

His internal injuries were severe.

He was in urgent need of treatment. But before that, there was someone he needed to see.

No sooner had he stopped moving...

...than a figure appeared.

The figure looked at him with an expression of horror, tinged with a faint hostility.

It was none other than Lu Fangliang.

Who else could it be?

(PS: Chapter 3 is here, and Chapter 4 will be out later. Please continue to add this novel to your collection!)