Immortal Martial Emperor

"Come at me together!"

Hong Yu regarded Blood Cyan Robe and Landy, his voice calm and detached.

He showed no regard for the two True Dragon Demon Fiends. This wasn’t arrogance or blind conceit, but an immense confidence and poise that came from his own power.

"Hong Yu, you’re too arrogant!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Blood Cyan Robe’s and Landy’s faces turned grim as they both roared in anger.

To them, Hong Yu’s confident display was a silent form of contempt and insult.

They were the top geniuses in the Ice Kingdom. Even powerful experts from the older generation typically treated them as equals, their words laced with caution. This respect wasn’t due to their status or background; Blood Cyan Robe and Landy had earned it with their own strength, talent, and a long list of victories!

But now...

To be so thoroughly disregarded by Hong Yu... How could they possibly tolerate it?

"Landy, I don’t care if I get the True Dragon Martial Fortune today or not."

Blood Cyan Robe licked the corner of his mouth, a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. He grinned menacingly. "If I don’t kill Hong Yu today, he’ll become a lifelong nightmare that will hinder my cultivation!"

"Heh heh, Brother Blood, you’ve spoken what’s in my heart!"

A cold glint appeared in Landy’s eyes.

Just moments ago, he had felt a trace of guilt for ganging up on Hong Yu.

But now, that guilt had completely transformed into chilling murderous intent.

’In his mind, killing Hong Yu had now become an absolute necessity!’

"Brother Blood, let’s do it!"

"Kekeke, my thoughts exactly!"

They exchanged a glance and struck simultaneously.

The two powerhouses from the Royal Family followed close behind. They were completely loyal to Landy, so they acted without a moment’s hesitation.

All four experts attacked at once.

Hong Yu remained unperturbed, his expression placid. He took a deep breath, and the Nine Feather Flying Knives hovering around him suddenly shot forward with a WHISTLE.

As they flew, the Nine Feather Flying Knives left nine trails of cold, blue light in their wake, tearing through the void like meteors.

"Your Highness, we’ll block these flying knives!"

One of the Royal Family’s experts snorted.

As soon as he spoke, the two of them charged forward. Light erupted around them, a dazzling, ice-blue divine radiance. They were like two frozen warriors leaping through the void as they proudly struck out with their palms.

Their coordination was seamless, and their attacks contained boundless power.

One saber and one sword. The light from their blades pierced the heavens!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Tens of thousands of sword images washed over the area, converging into a curtain-like barrier. The other man brandished a long saber, each slash an attack of ultimate power. The afterimages of his blade multiplied, making him seem like a Saber God. Each brilliant arc of saber light seemed powerful enough to sunder a mountain peak.

Light from sword and saber filled the air in a chaotic flurry.

RUMBLE!

The charging force of the Nine Feather Flying Knives was stopped dead by the canopy of light from the sword and saber.

Hong Yu was not at all surprised by this outcome.

If two Primordial Embryo Realm powerhouses working together couldn’t stop his Nine Feather Flying Knives, now *that* would be a real joke!

"Haha, let’s see what you can do against us now that you’ve lost these flying knives!" one of the Royal Family’s experts sneered.

Hong Yu rubbed his nose and gave a wry smile. "Are you sure about that?"

"Hm?"

The two men froze.

A strong sense of unease washed over them.

And then...

They discovered that the moment the nine Nine Feather Flying Knives were knocked aside, they reversed direction with a series of WHOOSHES. They shot upward, charging at the two men from below.

"Hmph, using the same move again? Have you run out of tricks?"

The two Royal Family experts sneered.

However...

Their smiles quickly vanished.

The Nine Feather Flying Knives, which they thought they could deal with as easily as before, suddenly erupted with golden light and vanished with a SWOOSH!

"What’s going on?" the two of them wondered, stunned.

"Watch out!"

Landy, who had been about to attack Hong Yu, was suddenly alarmed and shouted over his shoulder.

"Huh?"

The two men stared blankly at Landy.

They saw Landy’s face was grave, his mouth open as if trying to warn them about something.

But strangely, they couldn’t hear what Landy was saying at all. Moreover, everything before their eyes was growing increasingly blurry.

They glanced at each other, their faces suddenly filled with horror and disbelief...

They saw each other’s heads falling from the sky.

"Your... why is your head falling off?"

"We’re dead? H-how is this possible..."

Their consciousness faded into oblivion.

Where their headless bodies now stood, the Nine Feather Flying Knives hovered, slowly circling. At each of their necks, two of the knives were stained with fresh blood.

These were clearly the weapons that had decapitated them!

"Damn it, you actually killed them? Damn you, damn you to hell..." Landy’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared again and again.

Primordial Embryo Realm powerhouses were top-tier experts, even for the Royal Family of the Ice Kingdom.

Even in a nation as mighty as the Ice Kingdom, there were barely ten powerhouses who had reached the Primordial Embryo Realm.

And now, because of him, three had been lost in one fell swoop.

After he left the Ice Tower, how could he possibly explain this to his father, the King, and the rest of the Royal Family?

At this thought, Landy turned his crimson eyes to Blood Cyan Robe. "Brother Blood, I want Hong Yu’s head."

"Killing him is no problem, of course, but he *is* the honorary Vice Chairman of the Spiritual Craftsman Guild, you know," Blood Cyan Robe said wryly.

Landy said coldly, "Don’t worry. Once he’s dead, if the Guild comes after you, I’ll have my Uncle Wang intervene!"

"Hahaha! With your word, Your Highness, I can finally go all out!"

Blood Cyan Robe roared with laughter.

No sooner had he spoken than he produced a jade bottle from his robes. Blood Cyan Robe seemed to cherish its contents, opening it with extreme care. A thick, metallic stench of blood instantly filled the air.

The stench of blood was so overpowering that even Landy couldn’t help but frown.

"What the hell is that?" Landy asked with a frown.

Blood Cyan Robe chuckled, a ferocious look in his eyes. "This is a real treasure—a few drops of our founder’s Essence Blood that I obtained from the Sect’s Forbidden Land. You must have wondered how I couldn’t defeat Xu Wudi, even after reaching the Fourth Layer of the Celestial Blood Demon Scripture, right? Kekeke... The truth is, without the founder’s Essence Blood, my Celestial Blood Demon Scripture can’t unleash its true power!"

"The founder’s Essence Blood? I’ve long heard the Celestial Blood Demon Scripture was bizarre, but I never imagined it was this sinister," Landy said with a frown.

Blood Cyan Robe chuckled without explaining. Instead, he tipped out two drops of Essence Blood and swallowed them.

GULP.

With a ripple of his throat, Blood Cyan Robe swallowed it down.

An intoxicated expression appeared on his face as he murmured, "Tsk, tsk. As expected of the founder’s Essence Blood. This flavor is simply divine!"

As he spoke, he looked up at Hong Yu. "Hong Yu, Hong Yu... I had planned on saving the founder’s Essence Blood for the Ancient Kingdom’s True Dragon ranking tournament. I never thought I’d have to waste it on you."

Licking his lips, Blood Cyan Robe said sarcastically, "But... you should be proud to die at the hands of the Celestial Blood Demon Scripture, empowered by the founder’s Essence Blood!"

Watching Blood Cyan Robe’s face flush and his eyes deepen to a rich crimson, Hong Yu felt his own eyebrows twitch.

He could feel a powerful threat emanating from Blood Cyan Robe.

It was an aura that could threaten his very life.

’What is going on? What exactly did Blood Cyan Robe just consume?’ Hong Yu’s expression grew heavy.

BOOM!

Blood Cyan Robe charged forward violently.

The bloody light around him intensified, coalescing into a suit of blood-red Battle Armor that enveloped his body.

A blood-red, skull-like mask covered his face, and his crimson eyes seemed to be a gateway to the Nine Netherworld Hell.

Blood Cyan Robe threw a vicious punch.

The punch was immensely powerful. Condensed, blood-red light pulsed with endless resentment and a corrosive force.

Hong Yu’s arm shot forward, thrusting the Godslaying Spear. With a WHOOSH, it erupted with a razor-sharp glint.

This thrust was enough to render a powerhouse at the Peak of the Primordial Embryo Realm helpless.

But a terrifying, formless power within the bloody light caused the Godslaying Spear’s fearsome momentum to slow abruptly, its thrust becoming utterly ordinary.

"Get lost!"

Blood Cyan Robe sneered. The impact from his fist’s afterimage actually sent the Godslaying Spear flying backward.

Hong Yu’s arm was thrown back from the jolt, and the webbing of his hand went numb.

’Such immense power!’ Hong Yu was astonished.

Blood Cyan Robe laughed heartily. "The real power is just getting started!"

"Hm?"

Hong Yu froze.

Staring at Blood Cyan Robe’s savage expression, he suddenly felt a terrifying wave of energy rush toward him, threatening to envelop him completely.

’What the hell is this?’ Hong Yu’s expression changed.

He felt his movements becoming sluggish.

"Hahaha, this is the true power of the Celestial Blood Demon Scripture—Blood Prison!"

Blood Cyan Robe sneered. "Within my Blood Prison, even a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse would be enveloped and restrained by the endless resentment, their movements severely hampered. You might have been as fast as lightning before, but within my Blood Prison, you’re no faster than a turtle! Hong Yu, let’s see you escape death this time!"

The Celestial Blood Demon Scripture was a cultivation technique focused on one’s bloodline, but more than that, it was a method for bringing negative emotions and resentment to their absolute peak.

Blood Cyan Robe used the founder’s Essence Blood as a catalyst, channeling the resentment his founder had accumulated over centuries of cultivating the Celestial Blood Demon Scripture to amplify the power of his Blood Prison.

Forget Hong Yu...

Even a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse would be severely affected.

"Landy, what are you waiting for? Let’s attack together and send our dear honorary Vice Chairman on his way!" Blood Cyan Robe cackled.

A vicious light glinted in Landy’s eyes. "Fine! Together, we’ll send him on his way!"

The two True Dragon Geniuses struck simultaneously. Even Xu Wudi, who was watching from the sidelines, was unable to intervene in time to help.

As Blood Cyan Robe and Landy simultaneously launched their strongest attacks, which were about to envelop and execute Hong Yu, there was no one who could possibly help him at this critical moment of life and death.

Trapped within the Blood Prison, facing the lethal attacks from Blood Cyan Robe and Landy, Hong Yu slowly exhaled.

At this crucial juncture between life and death, what could he possibly do to escape?

[I’m currently organizing the outline. Two Chapters today!]