Immortal Martial Emperor

Hong Yu’s figure tore through the air, suddenly appearing at Xu Wudi’s side.

At this moment, Xu Wudi’s eyes were shut tight. Searing flames blazed around her body—the Phoenix Nirvana Flame, ignited by her own Blood of Life.

It was her most fundamental flame.

The moment the flames extinguished would be the moment of her death.

Gazing at the stubborn, pale-faced young woman, Hong Yu sighed softly. "Stop. I’m here now. No one will hurt you!"

Xu Wudi’s entire body trembled slightly.

She kept her eyes closed, not daring to open them.

Just a moment ago, she had truly believed she was going to die. Her limbs were bound by Tang Rui and Cheng Hao’s Primordial Gang, leaving her completely immobile.

Now, the young man’s voice echoed in her ears, striking the softest part of her heart like a firing pin.

She didn’t dare open her eyes, afraid that hot tears would immediately stream down her face.

’What a foolish woman!’

Hong Yu sighed again. He moved his hand and pressed his palm against Xu Wudi’s smooth forehead.

SSSSS!

The Phoenix Nirvana Flame tried to scorch Hong Yu. Even with his Eight Desolates Dominating Body circulating, the searing flames still produced the smell of something burning.

Hong Yu’s expression didn’t change, as if he felt nothing. He gazed calmly at Xu Wudi as he channeled his Pupil Technique, Mysterious City, into her.

Xu Wudi’s taut nerves suddenly relaxed. An image appeared in her mind: Xu Rongchang, Xu Wanrong, and the rest of the Xu Family, all eagerly waiting for her to come home. The furious, self-destructive determination burning within her was extinguished by the warmth of family.

The supposedly irreversible Phoenix Nirvana Flame gradually receded back into her body.

"I... I’m not dead?" Xu Wudi opened her eyes.

Looking into her clear but weak eyes, Hong Yu smiled faintly. "Don’t worry. With me here, you couldn’t die even if you wanted to!"

Xu Wudi looked dazed.

The young man’s smile was so brilliant, like the warm sun on a winter day, giving off a gentle feeling.

Hong Yu grinned, revealing his white teeth. "You rest on the side for a bit. I’ll take care of these annoying flies!"

"Okay!"

Xu Wudi wanted to warn Hong Yu that Blood Cyan Robe was very strong, but seeing the confidence on the young man’s face, she swallowed her words. She nodded obediently and retreated to the side.

Only then did Hong Yu turn to face Tang Rui and Cheng Hao.

He didn’t confront Blood Cyan Robe first.

As Hong Yu’s gaze fell upon them, both Tang Rui and Cheng Hao felt their hearts tremble, as if they were looking at a demon lord.

But the thought that they were both True Dragon Geniuses gave them the courage to glare back. Tang Rui said coldly, "Well, well, Hong Yu. You dare to ignore Brother Blood’s warning and come to the Sixth Layer? You’re courting death!"

Cheng Hao nodded in agreement, his voice fierce but his heart trembling. "Hong Yu, since you’re here today, don’t even think about leaving!"

Hong Yu raised his eyes slightly. Instead of answering, he retorted, "A moment ago, you two restrained Wudi, letting her get nearly killed by that broken hat, right?"

Blood Cyan Robe: "..." ’You bastard! That’s a Fifth-Grade High-Level Primordial Weapon, the Life-taking Blood Drop, not some broken hat!’

Although furious, Blood Cyan Robe didn’t speak.

From the moment Hong Yu appeared, he had keenly sensed that this Hong Yu was very different from the one he’d met outside the Ice Tower.

Or rather, he gave off an unfathomable feeling.

Blood Cyan Robe hated this feeling of being out of control, so he decided to observe for the time being.

Tang Rui and Cheng Hao glanced at each other, then frowned. "So what if we did? What can you do about it?"

Hong Yu grinned. "Not much! I’m just going to let you experience what it’s like to be restrained while waiting for death!"

"Huh?"

The two looked at each other in confusion.

They didn’t understand what Hong Yu meant.

Even Landy and Blood Cyan Robe were puzzled by his words.

But they would soon find out...

BZZZ!

A blue light bloomed in Hong Yu’s eyes.

It flashed and vanished, impossible to defend against, shooting into their minds before they could even react.

"Hm?"

Tang Rui and Cheng Hao’s expressions froze for a moment. Their eyes became dull and vacant.

Soon, that dullness turned to surprise, then shock, and finally, outright terror and fear.

"No, no, don’t! Let me go! Let me go..."

Tang Rui and Cheng Hao were gripping each other’s hands, yet they struggled desperately, trying to break free from the other’s grasp.

To an outsider, it looked like the two were just wrestling with each other.

But...

In their minds, they were each facing an eight-limbed demon. Two of its Ghost Hands gripped their arms and legs, making escape impossible.

Its other Ghost Hands held weapons like sabers, spears, and spiked clubs, and it was bearing down on them with a ferocious, demonic grin.

Faced with the terror of death, they found that no matter how much they struggled, they couldn’t break free.

Staring at that hideous demonic face, they were both terrified.

"Get away! Get away from me!"

Tang Rui was the first to attack.

His dense Primordial Gang condensed into a soundwave that blasted out, rupturing Cheng Hao’s eardrums and causing blood to flow from his seven orifices.

In Cheng Hao’s mind...

...the Evil Ghost let out a deafening roar that nearly shattered his sanity.

"You monster! Even if I die, I’ll take you down with me!" Cheng Hao roared.

The Primordial Gang in his body surged wildly, emitting waves of extremely powerful energy. The monstrous power grew even more terrifying as his body suddenly began to swell.

BOOM!

Cheng Hao’s arms suddenly exploded.

Tang Rui, who was holding him tightly, had his own hands blown off. The terrifying explosion snapped him out of the illusion.

Ignoring the excruciating pain from his arms, he looked up in horror to see not a life-stealing Evil Ghost, but a swelling Cheng Hao, who was about to take him down with him.

His eyes looked ready to split. "You madman! Cheng Hao, you lunatic, what are you doing?!"

"What? Tang Rui? How can it be you?"

Cheng Hao’s face also filled with horror.

At that moment...

The two of them finally understood: they had fallen into Hong Yu’s trap!

The regret!

The hatred!

Cheng Hao’s face was deathly pale. He wanted to stop his body from swelling, but he had activated a self-destructive Secret Technique in a moment of utter desperation. How could it possibly be stopped halfway?

He stared at Hong Yu with venomous eyes and roared in fury, "Hong Yu, I won’t let you go even in death!"

Tang Rui tried to flee, but Hong Yu raised a hand and sent out a Primordial Gang Lock Chain that bound him tightly to Cheng Hao.

A look of despair crossed Tang Rui’s face. He didn’t roar, but instead said with a bitter expression, "Unbelievable, just unbelievable... To think that I, a dignified Heaven-Transforming Realm True Dragon Genius, couldn’t even withstand a single glance from you!"

Then, with a deafening BOOM...

Cheng Hao’s entire body, like a highly compressed Energy Cannonball, exploded. The terrifying force swept out, mercilessly tearing Tang Rui to pieces along with him.

Blood flew through the air as a rain of flesh and gore tumbled from the sky.

The thick stench of blood filled the air.

Silence!

Dead silence!

An absolute, deathly hush!

All the experts stared, dumbfounded. The expressions on their faces froze as if cast in cement. They even stopped breathing without realizing it.

Two Heaven-Transforming Realm True Dragon Geniuses.

Even masters like Blood Cyan Robe, Landy, and Xu Wudi would have had to expend some effort to kill them.

But...

Hong Yu had merely glanced at them once.

And then, the two of them bizarrely killed themselves.

Annihilating True Dragons with a single glance!

How domineering was that? How utterly inconceivable?

GULP!

A Royal Family expert gulped loudly. Even someone like him, who had seen his fair share of grand scenes, couldn’t help but pinch himself hard. "Goddammit, I’m not dreaming, am I?"

"Terrifying. That was utterly terrifying."

"This guy, Hong Yu... we must never, ever offend him!"

The three Royal Family experts looked at each other and nodded in agreement. As they looked at Hong Yu, who wore a calm smile, they all felt a chill in their hearts.

Crown Prince Landy stared at Hong Yu with a complicated expression. After a long while, he let out a soft sigh, his mouth filled with a bitter taste. ’Father was right. This world is vast, and our Ice Kingdom is but a drop in the ocean. There is always someone stronger, a higher heaven beyond the heavens. Hong Yu, oh, Hong Yu... to think you are this powerful...’

Xu Wudi, who had been recuperating in the rear by taking Spirit Pills, opened her eyes.

Her expression was one of extreme excitement.

She gently pumped her fist, but the movement pulled at her injuries, making her grimace. Gazing at the young man’s back, her face was filled with pride. ’Hong Yu is so amazing!’

If Landy was shocked and emotional, and Xu Wudi was excited and amazed...

Then...

...among everyone present, only Blood Cyan Robe was truly enraged.

"Trash. Those two pieces of trash. Getting themselves killed so easily. Utterly useless." Blood Cyan Robe’s face was frigid, and a sharp, cold glint flickered in his eyes.

When he looked at Hong Yu, his gaze held a new trace of apprehension and gravity.

Hong Yu’s method of killing Tang Rui and Cheng Hao was simply too bizarre, too inconceivable.

Just one look. He glanced at them once, and they turned on each other, resulting in their deaths. How terrifying was that?

’This Hong Yu must be extremely skilled in Spiritual Power attacks.’ Blood Cyan Robe’s eyes flickered as he recalled the signs just before Tang Rui and Cheng Hao died. He had come to a conclusion.

’Only a powerful Spiritual Power attack that caused them to hallucinate could have created such a bizarre scene.’

’Either that, or Hong Yu has a way to control the consciousness of others.’

However...

Blood Cyan Robe was more willing to believe it was the former.

’Hmph. It’s just some unorthodox trick using Spiritual Power to create illusions. Tang Rui and Cheng Hao relied on their family’s resources to advance their realms quickly, which left their foundations unstable. Their Spiritual Power levels weren’t that strong. That’s why it was so easy for Hong Yu to exploit them. But I am different...’

Blood Cyan Robe had his own confidence.

He wasn’t just a genius at cultivating Demon Skills; he also possessed an unshakeable heart of the Demon Dao.

For others, perhaps after killing too many people, falling into an Illusion Realm would cause them to be haunted by Evil Ghosts, leading to a collapse of their will.

But Blood Cyan Robe definitely would not.

In his eyes, human lives were like weeds. He felt not a shred of pity or guilt, and he feared neither ghosts nor gods.

He had an unshakeable heart of the Demon Dao.

’If the world insults me, laughs at me, or curses me, I will kill them all without a shred of guilt!’

This was Blood Cyan Robe!

A born master of the Demon Dao, who lived and breathed for his Demon Skills.

Blood Cyan Robe slowly raised his head to look at Hong Yu, his eyes glowing with a bloodthirsty red light. "Good! Good! Good! Hong Yu, it seems we all underestimated you. But even if you had three heads and six arms, you will not escape death today!"

"Is that so?"

Hong Yu also erupted with intense battle intent.

The fires of war between the two clashed in the void. The jumble of rocks and trees beneath them was completely pulverized by the impact of their powerful momentums, turning into fine dust.

Suddenly, with a simultaneous roar, the two charged at each other...

"Die!"