Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

SWISH!

Sword Light bloomed in the air. Ye Wushuang, gripping his Ancient Sword, lunged at the black-robed elder!

The black-robed elder sneered, his figure flickering as he swiftly dodged.

His speed was incredible, leaving only afterimages that seemed unreal to the eye.

Ye Wushuang’s sword struck empty air. The sharp edge of his blade pierced the void, but it missed its target.

"Ignorant fool! A mere Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer practitioner dares to dream of challenging someone at the Yang Destruction Level!" The black-robed elder’s figure had already appeared behind Ye Wushuang, moving like the wind. He thrust out a palm, and a torrent of boiling True Essence surged forward like an overwhelming wave, enveloping Ye Wushuang’s back.

’So this is the Yang Destruction Level... such incredible speed!’

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. Sensing the danger from behind, his body flickered. In the instant he turned, he swept out a sheet of Sword Light.

BOOM!

The Sword Light collided with the massive palm and was steadily ground away. The destructive Yang Destruction Power annihilated the Sword Light and swarmed toward Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang was sent flying by the terrifying energy. The Yang Destruction Power bored into him, seeking to destroy his meridians.

However, the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique activated on its own, tyrannically devouring this Power of Destruction.

’The Yang Destruction Level is truly fearsome!’

Ye Wushuang was inwardly shocked. The Yang Destruction Power was a Power of Destruction, capable of annihilating anything. He hadn’t felt its full force when he used the Supreme Transformation True Demon technique to fight the Di Family’s old monster. But now, facing it at only the Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer, he finally understood that it was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

"Given your age and Combat Power, you might have become incredibly strong in a few years. Even I would have been no match for you. But you just had to overreach yourself and court death."

The black-robed elder attacked with his palm once more, his speed increasing!

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

Wielding his Ancient Sword, Ye Wushuang slashed relentlessly, parrying strike after strike and unleashing his power to its fullest.

"Ye Wushuang... he’s being completely suppressed."

Watching the two lights darting about the cage, the crowd could only see Ye Wushuang in constant retreat, the sky full of Palm Seals overwhelming his Sword Light.

"He’s already drawn his sword, but he can no longer execute that stunning strike. With all his trump cards gone, how can he possibly be a match for a Yang Destruction Level master!"

"His sword is drawn but not sheathed. The one move he relies on most is now useless."

The crowd murmured, their eyes fixed on the figures within the cage.

"Without that one sword strike, you’re utterly powerless to resist. What will you use to fight me in this arena?"

The black-robed elder said coldly, his power intensifying as endless Palm Seals rained down on Ye Wushuang.

"You’re wrong!"

Ye Wushuang stared at the black-robed elder, a cold smile flickering across his face.

Then, he continued to swing his Ancient Sword. It didn’t look like he was fighting so much as simply releasing energy, the Sword Light’s power clashing endlessly with the Palm Seals.

That smile made the black-robed elder stiffen. He had the clear disadvantage, yet Ye Wushuang could still smile!

’He’s wrong? How is he wrong?’

The black-robed elder found it laughable. Where did a mere Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer practitioner get the confidence to refute him?

With a disdainful smile, the black-robed elder’s speed increased yet again. Yang Destruction Power roiled within the cage, and his attacks grew more ferocious. A seemingly casual palm strike now carried immense oppressive force.

A single palm strike locked down the space around Ye Wushuang, leaving him no room to parry. Icy killing intent washed over his face, ruffling the hair at his temples.

But just as the black-robed elder’s Palm Seal was halfway to its target, Ye Wushuang’s figure abruptly vanished.

Hm?

The black-robed elder’s eyes narrowed, a jolt of shock running through him. ’He vanished? Even I didn’t sense it!’

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

The crowd gasped, their eyes widening in shock. Ye Wushuang possessed terrifying speed as well—and he was even faster!

Ye Wushuang’s figure appeared behind the black-robed elder.

A chill ran down the black-robed elder’s spine, and he whirled around.

Ye Wushuang’s face held a mocking expression. "You have speed, but so do I!"

CLANG!

The Ancient Sword rang out. The blade in Ye Wushuang’s hand pierced through the air like a streak of light. It was as if he had achieved Man and Sword Unity; the sword moved as an extension of his body, thrusting toward the black-robed elder.

"You don’t know your own limits. Allow me to show you the true power of the Yang Destruction Level!"

The black-robed elder was dismissive. His body trembled, and as if immolating, a powerful azure light erupted from his form and coiled around him.

TING!

The Ancient Sword struck the azure light, but it was like hitting an iron wall, sending sparks flying!

The Ancient Sword couldn’t advance a single inch!

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. ’This azure light... what a powerful defense!’

"That’s the Zong Family’s Holy Light Guardian!"

Staring at the azure light, Zhuang Hao’s eyes trembled. The Holy Light Guardian was a powerful Secret Technique integrated into the Zong Family’s bloodline.

The formidable Celestial Pride Zong Shuai was able to rank fourth on the Dragon List largely because he possessed the Zong Family’s special constitution and its indestructible Ninefold Holy Light Guardian!

"It’s over!"

The black-robed elder declared the final verdict as a hand emerged from the azure light and struck at Ye Wushuang.

CLANG!

His Ancient Sword trembled, and Ye Wushuang was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!"

Lan Xinyu watched worriedly, her delicate fists clenched tight.

"A peasant is still a peasant. He can’t even take a single blow!" Seeing Ye Wushuang utterly unable to fight back, the noble youth sneered, finally venting his frustration.

"A price must be paid. This is that price!"

Zong Min also watched, a cold sneer spreading across his face.

BOOM!

The azure light moved at high speed as terrifying Palm Seals blasted out one after another!

Ye Wushuang continuously swung his Ancient Sword. His Sword Light crisscrossed through the air, momentarily blocking the Palm Seals before striking the azure light, yet he couldn’t get close to the black-robed elder.

"What a powerful defense! The Zong Family’s Holy Light Guardian is terrifying. It’s practically invincible!"

Some of the other combatants in the arena watched in shock, their gazes filled with dread for that azure light. With an invincible defense, you could attack your enemy at will while all their attacks were blocked. The final outcome was easy to imagine.

Ye Wushuang was forced back step by step, but his face showed not a single trace of panic.

"You have nowhere left to run. It’s over!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang backed into the edge of the cage, the black-robed elder delivered his cold verdict like a Holy Spirit presiding over life and death, about to sentence Ye Wushuang to his doom.

A terrifying Palm Seal was launched with frenzied power, sealing off Ye Wushuang’s escape routes as icy killing intent washed over him.

"It’s time!"

Ye Wushuang suddenly looked up, his face breaking into a joyful expression.

That’s right. In the face of certain death, the crowd saw not despair on Ye Wushuang’s face, but joy!

"Yin Yang Realm... break!"

To the astonishment of the crowd, a divine light shot from Ye Wushuang’s eyes. A vast energy erupted from his body, causing the entire Prisoner Arena to tremble.

The incoming Palm Seal was shattered by this wave of energy.

"How is this possible?"

The black-robed elder stared at Ye Wushuang in utter shock. At this very moment, Ye Wushuang had broken through!

"Nothing is impossible," Ye Wushuang said indifferently. "I was merely using you as a sparring partner. And as a sparring partner, you have not disappointed me!"

A sparring partner!

The black-robed elder’s face froze. Ye Wushuang had treated him as a mere sparring partner, never once taking him seriously.

"And now, just as you said, it’s time for this to end. To show my gratitude, I shall grant you death!"

As his indifferent voice drifted out, Ye Wushuang’s figure blurred into motion!