Immortal Martial Emperor

BZZZ!

The hidden arrow was only ten meters away from Hong Yu.

But Hong Yu remained standing in place, motionless. It seemed he was still lost in the Evil-eyed White Tiger’s spiritual attack.

"No, Hong Yu, get out of the way!"

"Damn it, Hong Yu, snap out of it!"

Feng Xue Xin and Yeban roared anxiously, diving down to try and block the arrow.

But they had just dodged the energy blast and were too far away. They were too late and could only watch helplessly as the arrow pierced through Hong Yu.

In the distance...

Zhao Wushuang and the others wore excited expressions, reveling in the thrill of revenge.

Xiahuang Ba put away a Giant Bow. The arrow had been fired from this Primordial Weapon longbow in his hands. He smiled confidently, his voice rumbling like thunder. "I thought we were in for a big fight, but who would’ve guessed this guy was already busy with an Evil-eyed White Tiger. Tsk, tsk, talk about an effortless prize!"

"Haha, that’s because Brother Xiahuang’s Arrow Technique is godlike! Otherwise, it would be impossible to hit him from such a distance!"

"Is this what they call just deserts? This Hong Yu has ruined our plans so many times. Today, he’ll die with his eyes wide open!"

"This guy is so arrogant, always going against us. He deserves to die!"

"Now we finally have something to report to the Eldest Prince!"

"It’s just a shame I couldn’t kill him with my own hands to vent my hatred!" Zhao Wushuang said, grinding his teeth, his gaze dark.

All of this seemed to happen in slow motion.

In reality, it all took place in an instant.

SWOOSH!

The sharp arrow sliced through the air, about to blow Hong Yu’s head apart.

However, at that critical moment, the dazed look in Hong Yu’s eyes vanished, replaced by clarity and a hint of ecstatic joy.

The moment he regained his senses, he detected the arrow right behind him.

But it was obviously too late to dodge.

Hong Yu’s gaze darkened. A cyan light enveloped him as the third form of the Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique—the Dragon Spirit Sacred Body—emerged.

A cyan dragon tail instantly rose.

It swept toward the hidden arrow, attempting to block its force.

Unfortunately, it was still too late. Just as the dragon tail coiled around the arrow, it had already struck his back.

BANG!

The cyan light on Hong Yu’s back exploded.

Countless Dragon Scales shattered and flew apart. The hidden arrow’s force didn’t vanish; it slammed directly into Hong Yu’s back, tearing his flesh to a bloody, mangled pulp. The wound was so deep that bone was visible as blood gushed out.

Fortunately, the dragon tail coiling around the arrow had constantly pulled back, neutralizing a significant amount of its power.

Even so, the immense power contained within the arrow still sent Hong Yu hurtling forward. With a BOOM, he shattered a ten-thousand-jin boulder, and with a BANG, he slammed into a mountain a thousand meters away, blasting straight through the three-hundred-meter-thick peak and leaving a human-shaped tunnel.

The tunnel ran straight through, its rocky walls scorching hot—the high-speed friction had nearly melted the stone.

PFFT!

Hong Yu finally managed to stop himself in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.

He felt a searing, intense pain on his back, as if a billion red-hot steel ants were crawling over his wound.

The power behind that arrow was simply too immense.

If not for the resistance from his Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique and the dragon tail, that last arrow would have definitely pierced his body through, perhaps even blowing him to pieces and extinguishing his life completely.

Even so, Hong Yu was severely injured.

"Hong Yu, are you alright?"

"Junior Brother..."

Yeban and Feng Xue Xin finally reached him, their faces filled with anxiety.

Hong Yu shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Not dead yet."

"Damn it, which bastard was it that shot a hidden arrow?" Yeban’s eyes were bloodshot as he ground his teeth.

"Tsk, tsk, to think that even that couldn’t kill you. Hong Yu, you’re as resilient as a cockroach!" a detached voice slowly drifted over.

The three of them turned toward the voice.

The approaching group consisted of about a hundred people, all of them powerful experts whose vitality flowed like a rainbow. Their formation was coordinated, marking them as an extremely formidable group among the four thousand-plus people who had landed on Demon Island.

What especially caught their attention was Zhao Wushuang, who was leading the pack.

He carried a Big Saber on his back, a mocking and ferocious look on his face—though it was also tinged with a hint of regret and pity.

Clearly, he was lamenting his failure to kill Hong Yu.

To Zhao Wushuang’s right, the brothers Zhang Weilong and Zhang Weihu stood quietly, their gazes deep and flickering with a cold light.

To his left, Xiahuang Dun, dressed in magnificent martial attire, had a frosty glint in his eyes.

There was also a figure who stood like an iron tower.

It was the number one Unparalleled True Dragon, the Overlord Body Walker, Xiahuang Ba!

Xiahuang Ba sized up Hong Yu coldly, spat on the ground, and said indifferently, "You really do have the life of a cockroach. Even my Killing Arrow couldn’t take you out."

"You were the one who shot that arrow?" Feng Xue Xin glared at him, his voice a low growl.

Yeban’s brow furrowed with gravity. His dark gaze swept over Zhao Wushuang’s group, his thoughts unreadable.

"Hmph, so what if it was me?"

Xiahuang Ba’s aura was as domineering as a dragon’s. He met their glares with cold eyes, showing no fear.

Although he was ranked first among the Unparalleled True Dragons, Xiahuang Ba already possessed the combat strength to challenge an Unparalleled Genius. He had an arrogance and wildness that were all his own.

His cool gaze scanned Hong Yu as he said domineeringly, "To be able to withstand the Killing Arrow, your physical body isn’t weak. It should be comparable to an ordinary Level 5 Dominator. I heard you’re also skilled in Spiritual Attacks? Tsk, tsk, to be a Martial Artist who can also use a Spirit Cultivator’s Spiritual Attacks, while still possessing the physical strength of a Level 5 Dominator... you’re quite the Demon Fiend!"

The physique of an Overlord Body Walker is incredibly powerful.

A First-level Dominator is comparable to an Earth Soul Realm Martial Artist.

A Second Level Dominator corresponds to the Celestial Soul Realm, and so on, meaning a Level 5 Dominator has the combat power of a Primordial Spirit Realm expert.

Of course, this comparison is with ordinary Martial Artists. When it comes to a Heaven-Transforming Realm genius, it’s a different story.

Keep in mind that Xiahuang Ba focused solely on cultivating as an Overlord Body Walker, and even he was only at the Level 5 Peak, just short of advancing to the Sixth Level. This was enough to make him the number one Unparalleled True Dragon. In contrast, Hong Yu was able to cultivate as both a Martial Artist and a Spirit Cultivator while still possessing such a formidable physique.

How could he not be shocked?

Hong Yu cracked a grin and sneered, "It’s not that I’m a Demon Fiend; it’s that you’re too much of a waste."

"Hm?"

Xiahuang Ba froze. The smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a grave and sinister expression. He took a deep breath. "Good. Very good. Excellent. Just as Zhao Wushuang and Xiahuang Dun said, you have a very annoying mouth. You’re unbearably arrogant and reckless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an ant trying to shake a tree. Today, I will show you the immense gulf that separates you from a true genius."

"An insurmountable one!"

Xiahuang Ba said, enunciating each word, and took a step forward, making the ground tremble.

Seeing Xiahuang Ba about to make his move, Feng Xue Xin and Yeban took an Arrow Step forward, shielding Hong Yu behind them.

Xiahuang Ba said coldly, "You think you two can stop me?"

"So what if we’re no match for you?"

"We will never abandon our friend."

Their gazes were resolute.

Xiahuang Ba laughed heartily. "Friends? How naive. To think you’d sacrifice yourselves for a so-called friend. Fine. In honor of this rare display of loyalty, I promise that if you step aside and pledge allegiance to me, I will spare your lives!"

"Get lost!"

Feng Xue Xin barked.

Yeban slowly raised his middle finger.

"Fine, fine, fine! Since you want to do this the hard way, don’t blame me for being discourteous!"

Xiahuang Ba let out a low roar. The muscles all over his body writhed like the body of a Flood Dragon, erupting with immense power.

The mere ripple of his muscles could make the air tremble and crackle.

What terrifying power was this?

However...

Just as Xiahuang Ba was about to strike, Zhao Wushuang, who was standing to the side, reached out a hand to stop him.

His face was filled with a sinister and venomous expression. He stared at Hong Yu and said lightly, "Brother Xiahuang, please wait a moment."

"Hm?"

Xiahuang Ba looked at Zhao Wushuang in confusion.

Throughout their journey, Zhao Wushuang had constantly radiated resentment and killing intent toward Hong Yu.

’Why is he stopping me now?’

Zhao Wushuang chuckled sinisterly. "Brother Xiahuang, you know I have a grudge with Hong Yu. My worthless little brother died at his hands. For all this time, I’ve dreamed of killing him myself. I ask Brother Xiahuang to do me the honor of letting me have him. How about it?"

Xiahuang Ba gave Zhao Wushuang a long, deep look.

Their eyes met.

He could clearly see the grim and chilling resolve in Zhao Wushuang’s eyes.

He immediately smiled. "Fine. I’ll watch you slaughter him!"

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Zhao Wushuang offered a cupped fist salute. He took a step, walking toward Hong Yu.

The Big Saber on his back sensed the grim Evil Qi surging from its master and began to tremble, letting out a series of hums from within its sheath as if to vent its thirst for blood.

"Brother Feng, Yeban, you two step back for now!"

Hong Yu had already taken a Pill, stopping the bleeding from the wound on his back.

Though still weak, his voice carried an undeniable resolve.

Feng Xue Xin and Yeban exchanged a glance and then retreated to the side.

However, they both gripped powerful Primordial Weapons, ready to intervene the moment Hong Yu faltered.

"Hong Yu, I bet you never thought you’d see this day, did you?" Zhao Wushuang sneered.

Hong Yu looked up at him and nodded. "You’re right, I didn’t. I thought it would be a while before I could kill you to avenge Little Chenxi and the others. I never imagined you’d serve yourself up on a silver platter so quickly!"

"Hmph, you arrogant bastard."

Zhao Wushuang’s face darkened, and then he let out a vicious grin. "Don’t you worry, I’ll take good care of you today. I’m going to rip that disgusting mouth of yours to shreds and cut off your head as an offering to my little brother. Oh, right, aren’t you worried about that little brat named Chenxi?"

"Chenxi?"

Hong Yu’s whole body trembled as he roared, "What did you do to Chenxi?"

Zhao Wushuang waved his hand dismissively and said with a mocking smile, "Don’t be so anxious. We won’t do anything to her... before we kill you!"

"If a single hair on Chenxi’s head is harmed, I won’t just kill you. I will march on your Sword God Kingdom and Blood Slaughter your entire Sword God Royal Family." Hong Yu gritted his teeth, his gaze so chilling that no one dared to meet it.

This level of coldness and determination made Zhao Wushuang’s expression tighten.

He could sense that Hong Yu was not joking.

A strange sense of panic fluttered in his heart.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhao Wushuang muttered to himself, ’What are you thinking, Zhao Wushuang? There’s no way Hong Yu is leaving here alive today. He will definitely die by your hand!’

At that thought, a flash of cold electricity shot through Zhao Wushuang’s eyes.

Without any warning, a blue Big Saber suddenly shot forward with a SHINK!

This time, Zhao Wushuang was not as careless or contemptuous of his enemy as he had been in the Imperial Capital.

He opened with a peerless killing move.

Furthermore, Hong Yu was severely injured, his strength greatly diminished.

Under such circumstances, the outcome of this battle naturally became uncertain.

But Hong Yu was fearless.

He raised his Godslaying Spear and charged forward as well...

"Today, I will kill you!"