Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The power of the Thunder Tribulation had yet to dissipate, crackling as it bombarded the void. The space fractured and collapsed unceasingly; before it could repair itself, more lightning tore through it.

Countless bolts of lightning also crashed to the earth. The ground trembled violently upon impact, leaving behind massive craters. The sprawling mountain range was a scene of utter devastation, as if from a world-ending calamity.

High in the firmament, three elders stood with disheveled hair and tattered robes. They roared in fury, violently spewing mouthfuls of blood.

This time, their Di Family had suffered a crushing blow. The mighty Di Family, a Major Influence that even Profound Level ancestors dared not provoke, had been brought low by a single, insignificant junior. The sheer indignation left them speechless.

"Ancestor Di Tai, should we give chase?" an elder at the Rebirth Level Third Layer asked Ancestor Di Tai, who stood before them.

"There is no need. They could be anywhere by now; searching would be futile. The Di Family has suffered a grievous blow. If we were to divide our forces to search for them, I fear it would invite another mishap."

Sharp glints of light flickered within Ancestor Di Tai’s murky eyes. ’With five Yin Yang Realm experts dead, the Di Family is gravely weakened. We cannot afford any more missteps. Otherwise, other powers will seize this opportunity to strike, and our Di Family will be forced onto the defensive.’

"But that boy, Ye Wushuang... he remains a calamitous threat," the elder said, his voice laced with frustration. Ye Wushuang’s ruthlessness chilled him to the bone, and his terrifying talent filled him with dread. ’If we don’t kill him,’ he thought, ’I fear the Di Family will never know peace!’

"Ye Wushuang," Ancestor Di Tai murmured, his voice low. He glanced at the firmament and declared, "It is time for me to break through as well. Once I overcome that tribulation, what would one Ye Wushuang matter? Even ten of him would be of no consequence!"

"Ancestor Di Tai, you mean you’re about to break through to... the Nirvana Realm?" The three elders stared at him, their eyes erupting with ecstatic joy. If Ancestor Di Tai broke through, their Di Family wouldn’t just avoid decline—it would rise to new heights!

Ancestor Di Tai nodded. He suddenly turned and glanced toward the horizon, his expression hardening. "Let’s go," he called out to the others.

With a wave of his hand, a spatial rift materialized. The four figures slipped inside and vanished, as if they had never been there at all.

"They’re gone!"

On a distant, cloud-piercing mountain peak, two shadowy figures stood.

The one on the left was Mengyun Pojun. He looked at the shadowy figure beside him and asked, "Ancestor, you have the power to crush them. Why didn’t you act? Why did you just let them leave?"

"Let’s leave the Di Family to that boy. I trust it won’t be long before he returns."

The shadowy figure spoke calmly. If Ye Wushuang had been there, he would have recognized this person as the supposedly dead Slaying Monarch Ancestor. Not only was he not dead, but he was very much alive.

"Ye Wushuang!"

Upon hearing this, Mengyun Pojun’s brow furrowed. "That boy is indeed terrifying," he said. "Every step he takes is meticulously calculated, as if he controls every outcome. The next time he returns, it will truly be the Di Family’s nightmare!"

From his deliberate entrance into Nanyang City to his actions in the Nirvana Cave Mansion... on the surface, Ye Wushuang appeared arrogant, domineering, and utterly reckless. But in truth, he was calculating every step, with an endless supply of hidden tricks. He nearly brought the entire Di Family to ruin single-handedly before making his escape.

’Even I find that kind of person terrifying!’

The Slaying Monarch Ancestor chuckled. "The bloodline of the Emperor is truly extraordinary. I hope that girl, Wulei, can seize this opportunity. I can only help her this much. What comes next depends on whether she can win him over."

"Ancestor, are you suggesting..."

At these words, Mengyun Pojun suddenly whipped his head around to stare at the Slaying Monarch Ancestor.

"The world is on the cusp of a great transformation. A true Golden Era is dawning, and the heavens themselves will be thrown into upheaval. In the face of this change, all living beings are but specks of dust, struggling to survive. Our Mengyun Family is no exception. We too must prepare to vie for our place in this new era."

The Slaying Monarch Ancestor’s ancient eyes seemed to hold countless secrets. He had never forgotten the Golden Roc’s parting words: the world was changing, the Golden Era would inevitably arrive, sainthood would no longer be a distant dream, and the horn of eternal life would sound.

"A great transformation of the world!"

Mengyun Pojun was utterly stunned. The revelation of such a secret had clearly shaken him to his core.

After a long moment, having suppressed his inner turmoil, Mengyun Pojun finally asked, "Ancestor, why are we staking our future on that boy?"

"Not only is the boy’s talent monstrous to the extreme, but he also possesses the Emperor’s bloodline. He must be connected to that great personage who made it so that no one in the entire Nine Heavens Domain dares to claim the title of Emperor."

The Slaying Monarch Ancestor gazed at the starry sky and uttered.

Mengyun Pojun fell silent. His ancestor had once traversed the starry cosmos; he knew many things that ordinary people couldn’t even imagine. Of course he would know of the great personage who had just been mentioned.

"Of course, those are not the most important reasons."

After a moment’s silence, the Slaying Monarch Ancestor’s voice became faint and distant. "The most important reason... is that I saw an unimaginable confidence and ambition in that boy’s eyes. An ambition so vast that even I find it terrifying!"

Ambition!

Mengyun Pojun frowned. At that moment, he suddenly realized, ’I can’t see through Ye Wushuang at all.’

"It’s a shame he’s gone,"

Mengyun Pojun sighed. How could he not have noticed his own daughter’s unusual behavior? ’It must have something to do with Ye Wushuang!’

Of course, he had no idea that this whole situation was a trap meticulously set by the very ancestor standing before him.

"Rest assured. I have observed the boy. He is decisive, ruthless, and terrifying, but he also values loyalty and affection. He would never abandon her or leave her to fend for herself. Besides," the ancestor added, "I’ve already given him the dowry of forty-nine Earth Spirit Veins. The boy can hardly renege on the deal now, can he?"

"For now, go back and manage the Blood Feather Tower. It may prove very useful in the future. I must make a trip to the Celestial Dome to retrieve something."

His faint words echoed across the mountain peak as the Slaying Monarch Ancestor’s figure vanished without a trace. Even Mengyun Pojun, an expert at the Yang Destruction Level, hadn’t sensed his departure.

...

RUMBLE!

The figure of the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc dove from the firmament, plunging into an endless mountain range below.

PFFT!

The moment they touched the ground, Ye Wushuang spat out another mouthful of blood and his body collapsed forward.

"Young Master!"

Lan Xinyu cried out in alarm, rushing forward to catch Ye Wushuang’s falling body.

"Find... a safe, hidden place," Ye Wushuang whispered weakly. The words had barely left his lips before he collapsed into Lan Xinyu’s arms.

He had already been severely wounded by the earlier punch, and the subsequent attack from Ancestor Di Tai had only worsened his condition. On top of that, the dissipation of the Supreme Transformation True Demon had plunged him into a state of extreme weakness. It was all too much for his body to bear.

"Xiaoo Yue, quickly! Find a hidden place so the Young Master can recover."

Lan Xinyu held Ye Wushuang, her gaze fixed on his pale, handsome face. Her expression grew dazed. ’I never imagined a day would come... when I would be holding this man in my arms.’

Hearing her command, the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc immediately sprang into action, finding a cave halfway up a sheer cliff face.

Lan Xinyu then carried Ye Wushuang inside...