Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 1837: Chapter 1837: The Path of the Blood Mirror

Clang...

A crisp sword cry rang out.

Unlike an ordinary clear sword sound, this one carried an extremely sharp piercing intent.

Beneath the sword’s voice was a streak of blood light that flashed and vanished.

Xiao Yi flipped his wrist and slashed back with a sword.

Seeing the sword light sweep in, Holy Moon Elder actually felt such a terrifying sharpness on that sword that it gave him a sense of mortal danger.

Before the sword even arrived, the blood-colored Sword Intent rushing at him already scraped his face raw with pain, forcing him to hastily retreat, hurriedly dodging this strike.

Xiao Yi’s first sword failed to land, the Sword Edge did not withdraw, but instead swept sideways.

The speed of that sweep was fast and fierce.

Within that speed, there was also a savage violence.

The Sword Edge slashed straight toward Elder Shui Yue.

Elder Shui Yue was just about to strike with a palm when he suddenly felt his Qi-Blood churn violently within, nearly causing the Primordial Power he had condensed to collapse.

As the sword arrived, Elder Shui Yue, shocked to the core, likewise hurriedly retreated, not daring to take this sword head-on.

Yet the Primordial Power he had just gathered, under this sudden move and abrupt withdrawal, clashed chaotically inside his body.

Originally, with his strength, this level of internal clash of Primordial Power was nothing at all.

But he was already Qi-Blood surging, and on top of that, he had thought he could easily handle Xiao Yi, only to suddenly find himself unable to gain the upper hand; that pent-up frustration born from this internal conflict made him feel wretched even as he retreated.

Xiao Yi’s sweeping sword then chopped toward Elder Hua Yue.

Elder Hua Yue was clearly stronger than Elder Shui Yue and Holy Moon Elder; squinting slightly, he struck out with a palm.

With his two bare palms, backed by surging Cultivation, he intended first to break Xiao Yi’s sword, then seize Xiao Yi.

But the instant flesh met sword, Elder Hua Yue’s expression changed.

Xiao Yi’s sword, its blood hue shattered by more than half in an instant, its sword body trembling incessantly.

Xiao Yi hastily tightened his grip on the Purple Lightning Divine Sword, forcefully enduring the backlash surging through the sword body.

But Elder Hua Yue pulled his hand back at once.

The instant he withdrew, his palm was already slick with blood.

An aftertaste of fear rippled across Elder Hua Yue’s face; if he hadn’t withdrawn fast enough just now, one of his hands would likely already have been sliced clean off beneath that razor-edged blood-colored blade.

Xiao Yi forcibly endured the backlash in his hand and drove his full strength into a sword strike at Elder Jingz Yue.

Elder Jingz Yue’s expression did not change as he likewise blasted out with a palm.

This time, palm and sword clashed and locked in stalemate.

In just an instant, Elder Jingz Yue was shaken back several steps.

Xiao Yi, meanwhile, had nearly ninety percent of the blood-colored power on his sword shaken away; his body, which had remained unmoving till now, was driven back five or six steps under the tremendous backlash.

From the moment Xiao Yi drew his sword, to the chop, the sweep, and the final strike, it seemed intermittent, but was in fact completed in one fluid motion.

It appeared as though he had faced the Four Great Elders one by one, yet from the moment the sword was drawn it had already encompassed all four, each sword move flowing like drifting clouds and running water.

The exchange with the four of them had essentially taken place in but a single instant.

At this moment, his strength was such that he could cross blades with the Four Great Elders without falling into disadvantage.

”Heh.” A cold sneer flashed across Xiao Yi’s heart.

He had already stirred the Blood Elixir Power in his body, and now his speed and strength had clearly surged.

Moreover, the amplification from the Blood Pill was clearly above that of the Green Flood Dragon Core.

Previously, with the Green Flood Dragon Core, he had only been able to shake back Elder Jingz Yue alone; now, under the Blood Pill’s eruption, he could unleash power not inferior to the Four Great Elders combined, forcefully withstanding all four of them.

The Blood Pill’s terrifying might was evident.

He recalled that this Blood Pill had been formed back when he fought a bloody battle in Black Poison Villa, when he used Fengxu King’s Cold Ice Three Palm, then inexplicably drew in his own Essence Blood and, in some strange way, condensed it.

To this day, Xiao Yi still didn’t understand what exactly the Cultivation Technique cultivated by Fengxu King was.

But he had never denied the Blood Pill’s power.

Within the Blood Pill, there was originally a strand of his Essence Blood infused, and so he was able to control this Blood Pill’s power.

After that, after every battle, the Cold Flame Sword would absorb huge amounts of Qi Blood Power, causing this Blood Pill to constantly grow and continuously strengthen.

Especially back in the Six Dragon Territory, when he absorbed an entire Dragon Form Blood Evil, from then on the Blood Pill grew to a truly astonishing level.

It was precisely because the power contained within the Blood Pill was too enormous that Xiao Yi’s control over it was extremely, extremely low.

This also created many uncontrollable factors, making this Blood Pill incomparably dangerous.

Once the Blood Pill completely erupted, he, Xiao Yi, would likely be buried together with it in a Blood Sea.

Furthermore, although his strength was great under the current Blood Pill eruption, how long he could maintain this state was still unknown.

He also didn’t know how long his body could endure the erosion brought by the Blood Pill’s outbreak, nor how long his mind could remain clear beneath the Blood Pill’s murderous aura.

The Blood Pill held far too many unknowns and uncontrollable factors.

Especially facing Elder Jingz Yue’s unfathomable strength.

With his current strength, dealing with the other three elders was no problem.

But facing Elder Jingz Yue, at best he could only fight to a draw.

To drag this out like this was definitely a bad thing.

As expected, while Xiao Yi and the Four Great Elders were locked in fierce battle, Elder Jingz Yue was also testing the limits of Xiao Yi’s strength.

In less than a moment, Elder Jingz Yue suddenly exploded into action.

On his pair of withered palms, blood-colored cold radiance rapidly condensed.

A blood mirror roared into existence.

Elder Jingz Yue slammed out a punch, and the blood mirror instantly shattered into countless fragments, torn to pieces.

At that same instant, within a radius of several meters centered on Xiao Yi, the space suddenly fractured, turning ragged and broken.

Standing in the midst of it, Xiao Yi’s expression changed drastically.

On the Purple Lightning Divine Sword in his hand, the blood color shattered inch by inch, as if a still image was being forcibly sliced apart.

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword, ranked as a High Grade Peak Holy Artifact, remained completely undamaged.

But Xiao Yi was likewise within this fractured space.

Xiao Yi’s reaction was extremely fast; he immediately drew his sword back to guard before him, shielding all vital points.

Crack crack crack...

Almost in the instant his movement fell into place, the entire space, like a transparent mirror, shattered in an instant.

Xiao Yi staggered back over ten steps.

By the time he managed to stop, his chest, limbs, and face were already crisscrossed with countless fine blood marks.

Those blood marks, dense and innumerable, covered his entire body.

The stabbing pain was like being hacked by thousands of fragments of mirror.

The power of it was such that even his formidable physique, and the strength boosted by the Blood Pill, could not resist it in the slightest.

Xiao Yi had in an instant become a man of blood.

Luckily, he had reacted quickly just now and protected his vital points.

And of course, fortunately, his current strength was ferocious enough; otherwise, he would probably have been dismembered into pieces by that mirror-like cutting in an instant.

”For you to actually block this old man’s Blood Mirror Dao—impressive.” Elder Jingz Yue let out a cold laugh.

Xiao Yi steadied his stance and narrowed his eyes.

His vital points were unharmed, though every other part of his body had been carved with deep wounds, blood streaming down.

But to him, aside from bringing excruciating pain, it meant nothing else.

As long as he did not die, he would not fall.

This was who he, Xiao Yi, was!

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