Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Staring at Zong Ming, Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned icy. A bone-chilling aura permeated the air.

Everyone couldn’t help but shiver. It was suddenly so cold!

"Harm her in the slightest, and I’ll sever a limb."

Ye Wushuang stared icily at Zong Ming, who immediately shuddered as if targeted by a terrifying Fierce Beast.

"You care about her a lot, don’t you?" Seeing Ye Wushuang’s reaction, Zong Ming’s expression hardened before he broke into a sinister smile. ’The more Ye Wushuang cares, the more important this woman must be!’

"If you don’t want her to die, kneel before me right now. I might just spare her worthless life," Zong Ming said coldly. He was determined to viciously humiliate Ye Wushuang and pay him back for all the shame he had suffered.

At the sight of this, the black-robed old man and the other Yang Destruction Level expert exchanged a glance. Taking advantage of the moment Ye Wushuang’s attention was focused on Zong Ming, they charged forward with killing intent.

"Shameless!"

Zhuang Hao cursed as well. ’The Zong Family is so shameless!’

"Heh, and you’re just now figuring that out?" Dongfang Youdi, who had been watching quietly, seemed to recall something from the past and chuckled.

Seeing the two attacking, Ye Wushuang’s figure vanished into the void. He disappeared without a trace, his aura completely gone, and no one could sense him.

The black-robed elder and the other Yang Destruction Level expert desperately scanned the area with their Divine Sense.

"Ye Wushuang, if you dare resist again, I’ll kill her right now!" Zong Ming’s sword pierced a little deeper, leaving a trickle of blood on Lan Xinyu’s fair neck.

Lan Xinyu felt a surge of shame and indignation. The pain from her skin being cut wasn’t enough to make her utter a single sound. She didn’t want to break Ye Wushuang’s focus.

’She knew that now, of all times, was the worst time for Ye Wushuang to be distracted. Otherwise, they would all die!’

’Her own death didn’t matter, but she couldn’t bear the thought of dragging Ye Wushuang down with her.’

"You’re courting death!"

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc was filled with rage. Its figure flashed as it charged toward Zong Ming.

"Dare to take another step and I’ll chop off her head right now!" Zong Ming yelled coldly at the charging Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc. The edge of the Treasure Sword in his hand glinted sharply as he prepared to swing it down.

Seeing this, the black-robed elder and the other Yang Destruction Level expert thought, ’This is bad!’ and rushed toward Zong Ming.

Zong Ming’s mind went blank for a moment, not understanding why the two were reacting this way.

But he quickly understood.

SHLICK!

A Life-Taking Light shot out of the void, gone in a flash.

Zong Ming let out a wretched scream. The hand holding the Treasure Sword flew into the air as blood sprayed from the stump.

"Bastard! How dare you harm a member of my Zong Family right before my eyes, the eyes of Zong Hai!" The black-robed elder, now identified as Zong Hai, was furious. He and the other Yang Destruction Level expert from the Zong Family charged down.

Ye Wushuang’s figure emerged from the void. Wrapping an arm around Lan Xinyu’s slender waist, he instantly teleported away.

Hmph!

A cold snort boomed out. A hunched figure stepped out in front of Ye Wushuang. He, too, was a Yang Destruction Level expert.

Everyone was instantly shocked. Yet another Yang Destruction Level expert from the Zong Family had appeared!

RUMBLE!

The hunched old man swiped at Ye Wushuang, his hand looking like a claw. It was as if he were grabbing the very void in his palm. The attack descended from above, and Ye Wushuang felt an intense crushing pressure from over his head.

"Scram!"

Ye Wushuang drew his Dragon Blood Battle Saber and slashed through the air with World Destruction. The crushing pressure and restraints instantly vanished as space itself was cleaved in two.

The hunched old man’s face turned pale with shock as he shot backward in retreat.

"My Lord, watch out!"

Suddenly, Lan Xinyu cried out in alarm again. She wriggled out of Ye Wushuang’s grasp and moved to get behind him.

BAM!

Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a weight on his back as a soft body slammed into him, carrying with it a powerful force.

It was Lan Xinyu!

Ye Wushuang’s heart sank. He turned, catching Lan Xinyu in his arms, and with a flap of his golden wings, soared into the Firmament.

"Cough, cough!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Lan Xinyu’s mouth as she coughed out, "There’s... another one!"

There weren’t just three Yang Destruction Level masters in the Dueling Arena—there was a fourth. He had launched a sneak attack at the exact moment Ye Wushuang was dealing with the hunched old man.

Ye Wushuang’s gaze shifted downward. A small, wiry figure appeared in his sight, a cold sneer on his face.

In an instant, Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned blood-red.

"You... will die!"

The words, spoken in a voice that seemed to rise from the depths of Hell, escaped Ye Wushuang’s lips. Still holding Lan Xinyu, he charged toward the small, wiry figure.

"You think you can get away with this!"

Zong Hai and the other two Yang Destruction Level elders attacked simultaneously from three different directions.

"GET LOST!"

Ye Wushuang roared like a clap of thunder. Three Realms Slaughter erupted from him, and endless, blood-red saber light shot out in all directions.

The terrifying killing power was countless times stronger than before, filling the entire sky above the Dueling Arena with a sea of blood-red saber light.

"This is terrifying! Get back, get back!"

The nobles below were terrified out of their minds, scrambling to get away. The horrifying Killing Power radiating from the blood-red saber light filled them with dread.

The four Yang Destruction Level masters were also horrified, tearing through the void to make a hasty retreat.

"You laid a hand on my friend," Ye Wushuang’s terrifying Divine Sense locked onto the small, wiry figure, "and you think you can just leave?" A beam of golden light shot out from between his eyebrows.

A small sword emerged from the golden light, gradually growing larger as it materialized in the void.

It was a Dragon Blood Killing Sword.

It was golden in color, its blade seven feet long, looking as if it had been bathed in Golden Dragon Blood. It was both resplendent and sinister.

This was the new power he had derived from breaking through to the Yin Yang Realm... the Dragon Blood Killing Sword!

A DRACONIC ROAR!

Nine Golden Blood Dragons burst forth from the sword’s blade. They circled for a moment in the Firmament before charging at the small, wiry figure.

"Get away!"

The figure grew terrified and frantically attacked the nine Golden Blood Dragons.

But it was all in vain.

The nine Golden Blood Dragons encircled him, forming a cage and trapping the small, wiry figure within.

The Dragon Blood Killing Sword split into nine copies that plunged into the cage.

Zong Hai and the other two Yang Destruction Level masters’ expressions darkened, and they prepared to rush forward.

But in the next moment, they stopped dead in their tracks.

"Aaaargh..."

A bloodcurdling, inhuman scream echoed above the Dueling Arena. The nine Dragon Blood Killing Swords, like nine peerless instruments of death, continuously pierced and shredded the old man’s body within the cage.

Clouds of crimson mist sprayed out.

In that instant, everyone was terrified. Even Zhuang Hao and Dongfang Youdi couldn’t help but shudder.

Ye Wushuang paid no mind to the bloody spectacle in the sky. His attention was on Lan Xinyu in his arms. ’She took a heavy blow. Her injuries are severe. I can’t delay.’

"My Lord, I’ve become a burden to you!"

Lan Xinyu looked at Ye Wushuang, her eyes filled with guilt. ’If I hadn’t come with you, I wouldn’t have been used as a hostage by Zong Ming!’

Hearing this, a lump formed in Ye Wushuang’s throat. ’This was the second time Lan Xinyu had taken a blow for him!’

"Xiaoo Yue, we’re leaving!"

Ye Wushuang yelled to the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc.

Instantly, with a shrill cry, the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc transformed into a giant, sky-blotting Great Peng. It rose into the air and landed beside Ye Wushuang, then carried them both away, disappearing into the heavens.

And behind them, not a single person dared to move.

They stared at the void, where the mist of blood was still vividly, brilliantly red.

The bloodcurdling screams echoed through the Dueling Arena for a long time. The sight of the struggling, shrieking figure left Zong Hai and the other two Yang Destruction Level masters utterly powerless, their hearts filled with nothing but profound terror.

"Today, I’ve killed one of your Zong Family. Zong Hai! The Zong Family! I, Ye Wushuang, will come for you soon. It won’t be long!"

And from the distance, his cold and furious voice drifted back.

The voice echoed across the skies of the Holy City, making countless people tremble. Who was this, so audacious as to make an enemy of a powerful Noble Family?

"It’s him, Ye Wushuang. He’s finally here!"

In the Mo Family compound, an elegant, jade-like figure looked up at the sky, a sinister, blood-red light flickering in his eyes.