Invincible Soul Emperor

The Saint Heir, seeing Ye Qingchen’s breakthrough was complete, waved his hand to dismiss the barrier before him and spoke disdainfully, ”Finished with your breakthrough? Feeling capable again, are we?”

Ye Qingchen sneered back, ”Whether I am or not, you’ll find out once you try me.”

Feeling the surging energy within him, Ye Qingchen was incredibly confident. Although the Saint Heir is at the peak of the Martial King Realm, my goal isn’t to defeat him, but merely to kill Huan Yuehua beside him. Given Huan Yuehua’s weakened state, I believe even the slightest shockwave from our battle will be the last straw that crushes him. As for whether the Saint Heir will fly into a rage after Huan Yuehua’s death… that’s no longer my concern. When facing my mother’s murderer, I would pay any price, even if that price is my own life!

With a single thought, Ye Qingchen fused with the Willow Wood Martial Soul, and his Soul Power instantly swelled. Upon activating the Dual Pupil Martial Soul, he felt a complete sense of control over everything within a thousand-meter radius; even the earthworms wriggling deep underground could not escape his sight. He looked up and, without even needing to probe, could see the chaotic Spiritual Energy raging inside Huan Yuehua’s body and the very path his cultivation technique followed. Ye Qingchen knew this was because his Dual Pupil Martial Soul had advanced again along with his breakthrough to the Martial King Realm, but he had no time to investigate its other new abilities yet.

When Ye Qingchen turned his attention to the Saint Heir, however, he discovered an invisible barrier that blocked his Dual Pupil Martial Soul’s probe. The Saint Heir’s cultivation technique must be extraordinary. Combined with the suppression from his higher realm, it’s understandable that I can’t see through it.

Therefore, Ye Qingchen abandoned the attempt. In an instant, the Spiritual Energy in his body converged, circulating through his meridians along the path of the Wind Blade Sword Technique before erupting outward. The Fen Tian Earth Fire and the Ancient Jade Spiritual Fire also wreathed the attack. Empowered by the Qingfeng Sword, Ye Qingchen unleashed a terrifying sword shadow a hundred meters long.

The moment the sword shadow appeared, it felt as though heaven and earth themselves took notice. Spectators close to the arena immediately felt an overwhelming pressure that made them want to bow down instinctively, a testament to how formidable the sword shadow was. Yet, the Saint Heir remained unmoved, not even shifting his stance as he watched the terrifying sword shadow cleave toward him.

When the sword shadow arrived, the Saint Heir raised his folding fan and tapped it lightly. The sword shadow, which had a moment ago possessed world-destroying power, began to crumble and dissipate in all directions. Wherever the remnants of the sword shadow landed, they destroyed nearly everything in their path, leaving the arena riddled with holes.

Huan Yuehua, lying on the ground, couldn’t help but swallow hard. If Ye Qingchen had used such power during our fight, I would have been killed in a single blow! What’s even more terrifying is that the Saint Heir neutralized such a powerful attack so easily. In fact, the battle’s aftershocks failed to leave even a single mark within a hundred-meter radius of where he stood.

Ye Qingchen frowned. Continuing to brandish the Qingfeng Sword, he instantly unleashed the Leaf Blade Storm. If the Wind Blade Sword Technique was his strongest single-target attack, then the Leaf Blade Storm was the most powerful area-of-effect skill he currently possessed. It was also undoubtedly the most suitable method for killing Huan Yuehua right now.

I understand now. Even though the Saint Heir seemed to block my attack effortlessly, he had to use his Spiritual Energy. This means my current strength is enough to pose a threat to him.

As Ye Qingchen unleashed the Leaf Blade Storm, the entire arena filled with palm-sized Leaf Blades that sliced toward the Saint Heir. He then summoned the Fen Tian Earth Fire from his hand, igniting every Leaf Blade. They transformed into Fire Blades, their temperature soaring to scorching heights as their power ascended to a whole new level.

The Saint Heir chuckled, looking at the sky full of Fire Blades, and said disdainfully, ”Perhaps my earlier mercy made you get carried away. Attack after attack has been futile. I thought you would have recognized reality by now, but you remain so hopelessly stubborn. In that case, allow me to show you what true terror is.”

After speaking, the Saint Heir tucked the folding fan into his robes. He extended his right hand, his palm shifting into a claw. The hand then began to grow in the air, swelling until it was a meter wide before it stopped.

A terrifying suction force emanated from the giant claw, rapidly pulling all the Fire Blades from the sky toward the Saint Heir’s hand. The originally aggressive Fire Blades became surprisingly docile the moment they reached him. Countless Fire Blades ultimately coalesced in his palm into a single, palm-sized fireball.

Ye Qingchen stared at the Saint Heir in horror. Through my Dual Pupil Martial Soul, I saw it clearly. He gathered every last wisp of my attack without letting any of it dissipate. What kind of technique is this? It’s beyond my comprehension... Can this Saint Heir truly be only at the Martial King Realm?

Having done this, the Saint Heir sneered, ”Not bad. You gathered a great deal of Spiritual Energy, but it’s too scattered. I helped you concentrate it. Now, you can test its concentrated power for yourself. Of course, this is merely your own attack. If I were to truly make a move, you wouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow.”

With that, the Saint Heir hurled the fireball at Ye Qingchen. It traveled at an incredible speed, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qingchen knew exactly how much power he had poured into that attack. Facing it now, turned against him, he dared not be careless. After fusing with the Willow Wood Martial Soul, he still felt it wasn’t enough. He then deployed the Willow Curtain Drooping Green to defend himself, but even that felt insufficient. Finally, he held the Qingfeng Sword horizontally before him, hoping its durability as a superior-grade spiritual weapon could help block the oncoming fireball.

Just as he finished preparing, the fireball arrived, slamming heavily into the Qingfeng Sword. Despite being a superior-grade spiritual weapon, the sword held for only a single breath before shattering. The fireball then crashed into the Willow Curtain Drooping Green, continuously consuming the life force within Ye Qingchen’s Martial Soul.

Fortunately, Ye Qingchen had fused with the Willow Wood Martial Soul and his strength had reached the Martial King Realm; otherwise, the Willow Curtain Drooping Green wouldn’t have lasted long. Even so, after just a moment, the Willow Curtain Drooping Green was also shattered, and the fireball slammed heavily into Ye Qingchen’s body.