Immortal Martial Emperor

"I want you dead!"

Hong Yu roared, his voice booming like rolling thunder.

As he roared, he thrust his fists forward like an incomparably mighty Peak War God.

Golden light flooded his body as rings of radiance stacked upon each other, coalescing into a pair of gauntlets that resembled golden armor.

He did not use a Martial Skill or a Primordial Weapon.

It wasn’t because he underestimated Senior Brother Qi’s strength. Rather, Senior Brother Qi’s act of treating human life as worthless had thoroughly violated his principles and crossed a line!

Even when Senior Brother Tian had planned to slaughter civilians to create a Soul-Refining Blood Pool for his Blood Demon Scripture cultivation, Hong Yu hadn’t felt such a resolute urge to kill.

However...

When he saw that Senior Brother Qi wouldn’t even spare a three-year-old child.

He hadn’t just absorbed the child’s Essence Blood, snuffing out a vibrant young life; he had also tossed the body into the Soul-Refining Blood Pool, leaving no trace behind.

What a vile and vicious act!

How could Hong Yu possibly tolerate such an act?

BZZZZ!

The wind from his punch was deafening.

It sounded like millions of bees buzzing in unison, a sound that made one’s scalp crawl.

But this was merely the sound of Hong Yu’s fist colliding with the air.

Faced with such a powerful Fist Momentum, a trace of surprise flickered in Senior Brother Qi’s eyes, quickly replaced by a disdainful sneer. ’Your strength and speed aren’t half bad... a pity your cultivation is still far too weak. You’re merely in the Mid-stage Primordial Core Realm. How could you possibly compare to me?’

’You poor fool. You probably still don’t even know who I am!’

Senior Brother Qi paused.

He slowly spread his hands, palms turned up toward the heavens, like a monarch reigning over the earth.

"My name is Qi Tian. I am the second True Disciple of the Ice Kingdom’s Blood Demon Palace, and my master is its Grand Elder, Qi Kun."

He took a deep breath and continued, "I began my cultivation as a child. I first killed a man with my own hands at the age of five. I took his heart, stir-fried it, and shared it with my master over wine. Twenty years have passed, and that little boy has grown into the seventh-ranked True Dragon Prodigy in the Ice Kingdom."

"Once I absorb the Soul-Refining Blood Pool and shatter the shackles of the Primordial Embryo Realm, I will rank among the top four True Dragon Prodigies!"

Senior Brother Qi’s frost-cold gaze fell upon Hong Yu. "You dare attempt to disturb my cultivation today. That is an unforgivable crime. You poor fool. You may have the pride of a genius, but you lack the brains. Of all the mistakes you could have made, you absolutely should not have provoked me!"

To this day, not a single person who provoked him had ever survived!

With a sudden, cold shout, Senior Brother Qi’s eyes turned blood-red. Two Tusks suddenly jutted out from his mouth.

Then...

Senior Brother Qi abruptly struck out with his palm.

The palm strike condensed a blood-red light, making the very air tremble in its wake. His cultivation had already reached the verge of the Primordial Embryo Realm.

Furthermore, as a Second Transformation Heavenly True Dragon, his combat strength was comparable to that of an expert at the Mid-stage Primordial Embryo Realm.

Thus, in the clash against this palm strike, Hong Yu was at a clear disadvantage.

BOOM!

Hong Yu was blasted backward.

The powerful blast of energy was like a terrifying storm, whistling as it kicked up a cloud of dust and debris.

SCREEECH!

Hong Yu’s feet dragged across the ground as he was forced back.

The two deep gouges he left in the ground were a chilling sight.

’Just how strong is Hong Yu now?’

’Even with my current combat strength, I’m still no match for Senior Brother Qi. It just goes to show how terrifyingly powerful he is.’

"Heh heh... kid, your strength isn’t half bad. If you kowtow in apology right now and swear to follow me as my slave from now on, I’ll spare your worthless life."

Senior Brother Qi spoke with unshakable confidence.

It was as if he could already see Hong Yu’s future: trapped, with no choice but to either die or submit to him.

Unfortunately for him...

his fantasy didn’t last long.

With a SWISH, the Godslaying Spear appeared in Hong Yu’s hand.

A brilliant golden light flared, dazzling to the eye. With its First Layer Seal released, the Godslaying Spear was countless times more powerful than before.

The moment the Godslaying Spear appeared, it immediately captured Qi Tian’s attention.

"What a fine Divine Weapon!" A burning, greedy light flared in Qi Tian’s eyes.

He shot off the ground, his palm open as a sinister, bloody claw lunged viciously toward Hong Yu.

The bloody claw was wreathed in a hazy, crimson light.

Streaks of blood-colored light, laced with sinister blood-red patterns, gathered with a strange and terrifying aura, reaching for the Godslaying Spear.

Hong Yu let out a cold, disdainful laugh. "Break!"

A pinpoint of golden light condensed on the tip of the Godslaying Spear. Then, with a BOOM, it exploded. A globe of roaring golden light forcefully blasted the bloody claw away. The violent aftershock radiated outward, causing even Qi Tian’s heart to skip a beat.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

His figure dissolved into a blood mist, drifting away on the wind.

He reappeared several dozen meters away.

"Tsk, tsk. With your strength, you must also be a True Dragon Genius of the Heaven-Transforming Realm. Your talent might even be greater than mine..."

Qi Tian licked his lips, a bloodthirsty red glint in his eyes. "I’ve never tasted the Essence Blood of a Heaven-Transforming True Dragon Genius before! Hahaha, today, you’ll be my first!"

"Blood Demon Scripture, Demon Blood Divine Techniques—Blood Demon Mad Saber!"

Qi Tian’s eyes flooded with red light.

Streaks of crimson light gathered on his arm. As they surged, they coalesced into a ferocious, blood-red saber.

The saber appeared to be formed from blood-red Primordial Gang.

But Hong Yu could see it with perfect clarity.

’The blade and hilt... it’s a spine!’

"Heh heh, you see it, don’t you? That’s right. This Blood Demon Mad Saber in my hand was forged from the spine of a dead Primordial Spirit Realm expert. It’s one with my body, and it grows stronger as my cultivation increases. As of now, it’s an Earth-level Extreme Primordial Weapon."

Qi Tian stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked the Blood Demon Mad Saber, and said coldly, "My Blood Demon Mad Saber does not kill the nameless. State your name!"

Hong Yu snorted. "I’m your grandpa!"

"My grandpa?"

Qi Tian froze for a second, then flew into a rage. "Fuck! All talk and no action! Now die!"

"Blood Demon Mad Saber, Eight-direction Slash!"

Qi Tian casually swung his arm.

A red light, like a long rainbow, shot out, Piercing the Void. He slashed eight consecutive times.

Eight streams of saber light surged toward the heavens!

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The terrifying Blade Gangs rained down in layers.

Faced with the descending Blade Gangs, a sharp glint flashed in Hong Yu’s eyes, like ripples in a dark, ancient well. A Spirit Storm erupted from him in an instant.

As he unleashed the Spirit Storm, Hong Yu surged forward, his feet moving with the unpredictable steps of Gale Fury, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The fierce, swirling dust was enough to disrupt the incoming Blade Gangs.

Before the Blade Gangs could even reach Hong Yu, the gusts generated by his Gale Fury forced them off course.

The slightest deviation makes all the difference!

Though the deviation was minuscule, it was just enough for Hong Yu to narrowly dodge the attacks as they scraped past him.

Meanwhile...

The Spirit Storm had already struck Qi Tian. He grew dizzy and disoriented, letting out a sharp scream as if his very Soul were being torn apart. His face twisted into a pained, ferocious mask.

Running into Hong Yu was the worst possible luck for Qi Tian.

Because those who cultivate the Blood Demon Scripture have malicious Heart Spirits, their Spiritual Power and Spiritual Cultivation are inherently lacking.

Although he was at the Half-step Primordial Embryo Realm, just one step away from the Primordial Embryo Realm itself, his Spiritual Power was only as strong as someone at the Mid-stage Primordial Core Realm.

How could he possibly withstand Hong Yu’s Spirit Storm, which was on par with the Late-stage Primordial Core Realm?

"Aargh! Damn it, what is this..."

Qi Tian clutched his head in pain.

The Spirit Storm was an irresistible attack; the more one fought it, the more painful it became. Unless one’s Spiritual Power was several Levels higher than Hong Yu’s—strong enough to simply overwhelm the Spirit Storm—the only possible outcome was agony!

Looking at Qi Tian in agony, Hong Yu felt not a single shred of pity.

A single punch.

A simple punch landed squarely on Qi Tian’s face.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The sound of shattering bone was horrifying.

Qi Tian tried to scream, but as he opened his mouth, his throat filled with blood, and all that came out was a pained, gurgling roar.

His body was sent flying backward.

He tumbled through the air for several dozen meters before crashing down hard on the edge of the Soul-Refining Blood Pool.

GASP! GASP!

Qi Tian gasped in agony, his ragged breaths sounding like those of a wounded lion.

Hong Yu slowly advanced, the Godslaying Spear held in one hand. He dragged its tip along the ground, carving a deep trench in his wake.

"Damn it, who the hell are you?" Qi Tian roared.

’Ever since I was a child, I’ve never been so miserably defeated by a peer. The only exception was that unfathomable Eldest Senior Brother of mine.’

Hong Yu’s expression was grim. He spoke calmly, "A monster like you, who treats human life like dirt—something worse than a beast—is not worthy of knowing my name!"

Qi Tian shuddered.

He could feel the cold, sharp killing intent in Hong Yu’s words.

’Recalling that bizarre Spirit Storm... it was an indefensible, insidious attack. I have no way to deal with him.’

Qi Tian looked around.

He saw the Blood Robe Powerhouses, who had been in charge of the bloodletting, gathering around.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he abruptly swung his arm, unleashing a wave of blood-red light.

Hong Yu subconsciously took a step back.

Using the opening created by that single step, Qi Tian suddenly spun around and dashed toward the Soul-Refining Blood Pool. He shrieked at the dozens of Blood Robe Powerhouses, "What are you all standing around for like idiots? Stop him! If any of you retreat a single step, even if I die here, you won’t escape our master’s punishment."

"Damn it!"

Hong Yu’s gaze turned cold.

Just as he was about to give chase, the dozens of Blood Robe Powerhouses charged forward, fearlessly blocking his path.

Watching Qi Tian slowly sink into the Soul-Refining Blood Pool, a cold, hysterically crazed smile on his face, Hong Yu’s heart pounded in his chest.

Qi Tian’s sinister laughter, as piercing as a phantom’s shriek, drifted over. "Heh heh heh... I don’t care who you are. Just wait. Once I absorb the Essence Blood in this Soul-Refining Blood Pool, I’ll break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm. When that happens, you can run to the ends of the earth, but you won’t escape death!"

The sheer venom in Qi Tian’s words made Hong Yu’s heart race.

A resolute look flashed in his eyes...

’This is the only way!’