Immortal Martial Emperor

"Hahaha, Hong Yu, oh Hong Yu, who would have thought you’d see a day like this?"

A mocking voice exploded in the void.

Hong Renjie’s figure shot over from the distance, wreathed in fiery red light like a Blood God, and in an instant, landed before Hong Yu and Meng Tian.

The one who had just intervened to ruin Hong Yu’s final, fatal strike was none other than Hong Renjie!

Behind Hong Renjie, Feng Xue Xin followed close behind.

He glanced at Hong Yu. Though his face was cold, a flicker of worry flashed in his eyes.

Hong Renjie seemed to sense the turmoil in Feng Xue Xin’s heart. He snorted coldly and said with a mocking laugh, "Ah, Feng Xue Xin, take a look at your Junior Brother Hong. He’s actually ended up in such a sorry state. As his senior brother, it would be inexcusable not to show him some concern at a time like this, wouldn’t you agree?"

Feng Xue Xin’s eyes flickered for a moment before he said flatly, "This subordinate does not know this person!"

"Hahaha, did you see that, Hong Yu? Feng Xue Xin, the man you considered a brother, actually said he doesn’t know you!"

Hong Renjie laughed with wild abandon.

Hong Yu, however, remained silent.

He could feel the struggle in Feng Xue Xin’s heart and the pain in his eyes. More than that, he knew Feng Xue Xin was trapped by a Blood Curse, his body not his own to command.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Hong Renjie with a sharp, cold gaze. "Hong Renjie, you’ve come here... don’t tell me you’re also here to kill me?"

"Jiejie, that bounty from the Zhui Yang Ancestor is truly something! Even though I am now the honorable Sect Leader of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect, I can’t help but be tempted!" Hong Renjie shrugged.

"You? I’m afraid you’re not worthy!"

Hong Yu snorted, showing no weakness.

Hearing this, Hong Renjie’s expression changed slightly.

Even though Lord Owl had seized this body and was now its master, it was difficult to erase the deep-seated shadow Hong Yu had cast upon the original Hong Renjie during the battle at the Cyan Nether Sword Sect. It was too ingrained to be eliminated.

Hong Renjie snorted in anger and said coldly, "Such a sharp tongue. You’re nothing but fish on a chopping block right now. I can do whatever I want with you. Don’t tell me you think you can survive against the three of us combined?"

In Hong Renjie’s eyes, Hong Yu was already a spent arrow, nothing to worry about.

Plus, on his side, he had Wild Beast Mengtian, himself, and Feng Xue Xin, whom even he found difficult to see through.

All three of them had the strength to contend for a True Dragon Position.

Hong Renjie refused to believe that three True Dragons working together couldn’t take down a single Hong Yu!

Wielding the Godslaying Spear, Hong Yu stood as proud as an undefeated War God. "It’s true, I can’t fight the three of you together. But if you push me too far, even if it means my own death, I’ll take a bite out of you and drag you down with me. Do you think I can do it?"

Hong Yu’s gaze was like a torch.

His eyes burned with unwavering resolve.

It left no room for anyone to doubt his words!

Hong Renjie’s heart skipped a beat. He had witnessed Hong Yu’s madness before.

If they truly pushed Hong Yu to the edge, given the enmity between them, he was afraid Hong Yu really would disregard everything to fight him to the death.

He had already died once; naturally, he cherished his life more than ever.

At this point, even though the advantage was entirely on his side, Hong Renjie couldn’t help but waver.

Wild Beast Mengtian finally turned back around. He gave Hong Yu a deep look, also feeling a trace of apprehension.

His physique was indeed powerful, but his Power of Soul was only at the Late Stage Celestial Soul Realm Level.

This was his weak point.

He was now deeply stunned by Hong Yu’s Ice Divine Blade and dared not act rashly.

Just as Hong Renjie and Meng Tian were hesitating, four more sounds of something tearing through the air came from the distance.

The speed of these four was in no way inferior to Hong Renjie and the others. In fact, one of them far surpassed everyone present. His identity was self-evident: the number one genius of the Southern Ten Nations—Yao Yueye!

"Even Yao Yueye is here? Hahaha, Hong Yu, you’re dead for sure this time!" Hong Renjie exclaimed excitedly.

Hong Yu frowned and looked toward the void.

Yao Yueye strode through the void with a longsword on his back. His long, cyan robe fluttered in the wind, and he invisibly resembled a sharp sword piercing through heaven and earth.

His gaze swept over to Hong Yu and he nodded slightly, but he didn’t descend to the ground.

Seeing this, Hong Yu breathed a small sigh of relief and turned his gaze to the other three.

Besides Yao Yueye, the other two great True Dragon Demon Fiends, Ling Bingxin and Ziyan Wuhen, were also among them. They too remained standing in the void, seemingly observing the situation.

As for the last person, he looked somewhat unfamiliar.

He wore a Sword Robe, carried a cyan longsword on his back, and had a handsome, jade-like face with a trace of boyish youthfulness.

He stood on his cyan longsword, hovering in the air not far from Yao Yueye, watching Hong Yu with great interest.

Clearly, he was also very curious to see just who this person was that could make the Zhui Yang Ancestor issue such an astronomical bounty!

Seeing that the four of them seemed to have no intention of joining the battle, a glint flashed in Hong Renjie’s eyes. He said in a low voice, "Everyone, this Hong Yu is in a weakened state right now. If we join forces, we can definitely kill him without suffering any injuries. We’ll split the astronomical bounty afterward. What do you say?"

His gaze fell upon Yao Yueye.

Hong Renjie was playing his own selfish game. If Yao Yueye joined the fight, he wouldn’t even have to lift a finger, and Hong Yu would surely die!

Yao Yueye, however, couldn’t even be bothered to waste time glancing at Hong Renjie.

He looked at Hong Yu calmly, then flew backward several hundred meters to stand hovering in the air. He said flatly, "Hong Yu, I look forward to a fair fight with you in the future. I hope you won’t disappoint me!"

"Alright!"

Hong Yu nodded seriously.

’Damn it...’

Hong Renjie cursed inwardly, then turned to Ziyan Wuhen and Ling Bingxin. "You two, this Hong Yu killed Prince Zhui Ri. If he makes it back alive, your True Dragon Positions will be in jeopardy. Rather than let an astronomical bounty slip through your fingers and lose your True Dragon Positions, why not join me in killing this man?"

A glint flashed in Ling Bingxin’s eyes as she said coolly, "I want thirty percent!"

"Done!"

Hong Renjie was surprisingly straightforward, nodding his head directly.

Right now, all he wanted was to gather enough experts to kill Hong Yu while guaranteeing his own safety. How could he care about how much of the astronomical bounty he could get?

Besides...

In the eyes of Lord Owl, this bounty was merely at a decent level, that’s all!

Hong Renjie looked at Ziyan Wuhen again, who also demanded thirty percent.

"No problem!" Hong Renjie continued to nod.

Wild Beast Mengtian looked at Hong Renjie. "You just saved me. I’ll only take twenty percent!"

Hong Renjie sealed the deal instantly. "It’s a deal!"

He then turned to the last youth, the one carrying the Cyan Peak Long Sword, and said with a smile, "My friend, if you attack Hong Yu with me and we kill him, you’ll get ten percent of the bounty. How about it?"

But the youth just yawned.

Without even glancing at Hong Renjie, just like Yao Yueye, he instead shook his fist at Hong Yu. "Hong Yu, I’ll be waiting for a fair fight with you in the future! Don’t you disappoint me this time. Give these few No Face No Skin things a harsh lesson!"

"Alright!"

Hong Yu nodded seriously.

The youth chuckled. "Then I’ll stand aside and watch your back. Remember my name, okay? I’m Jian Chen!"

"Hehe, Sect Leader Hong Renjie, since they’re unwilling to participate, how about I join you?" Ding Zhentian, who had been hiding off to the side, walked over.

A black aura of death clung to his body, and his resentful gaze was fixed on Hong Yu.

Having lost his Five Yin Demonic Intent, his strength was now diminished by thirty percent, and he no longer had the qualifications to clash with a True Dragon.

Hong Renjie frowned but said nothing.

Clearly, the aura fluctuating from Ding Zhentian was unable to enter his Dharma Eye.

Ding Zhentian was secretly infuriated, cursing in his heart: ’If my Five Yin Demonic Intent hadn’t been devoured by Hong Yu, would it even be your turn to make a move on him? But the situation now forces my hand. I have to kill Hong Yu and take back my Five Yin Demonic Intent.’

Ding Zhentian took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I don’t want any of the bounty. Just let me absorb the blood and qi from his body after he’s dead!"

Hong Renjie’s eyes shifted. He confirmed that Ding Zhentian did indeed have a chaotic blood-qi, a sign of cultivating a Demon Skill by absorbing the blood and qi of others.

He nodded at once. "Fine, you’re in!"

A group of six...

Other than Ding Zhentian, who was slightly weaker after losing his Five Yin Demonic Intent, the other five were all peerless powerhouses with the strength to vie for a True Dragon Position!

Facing such a formidable lineup, Hong Yu couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

He lifted his eyes slightly to gaze at Hong Renjie’s group of six. There was gravity and caution in his look, but also excitement and a burgeoning will to fight.

He had once heard that Yao Yueye had fought one against nine, defeating everyone ranked second through ninth on the True Dragon List.

And now, today...

He himself had the chance to face six great experts at once.

’This is a battle of life and death! But isn’t it also an opportunity to temper myself?’

「In the void...」

Jian Chen watched Hong Yu face the six great experts alone, a look of excitement in his eyes. He looked at Yao Yueye. "Yao Yueye, who do you think will have the last laugh in this battle?"

Yao Yueye said flatly, "What do you think?"

"Hey, I asked you first!"

Jian Chen still looked like a youth, and he wasn’t very old; his voice still carried a trace of childishness.

Yao Yueye glanced at him and said calmly, "What does it matter to me who wins or loses?"

"Hm? Don’t you favor Hong Yu?"

Jian Chen asked, puzzled.

Yao Yueye shook his head and said indifferently, "Although Hong Yu’s combat strength is even greater than I expected, his current state is not good. He seems to be desperately suppressing something, which is only allowing him to use about half of his power. The situation is very unfavorable for him!"

Jian Chen scratched his head, frustrated. "Hong Renjie and his group are truly shameless. Isn’t this taking advantage of someone’s predicament?"

"So what if they are? The Martial Dao is a path that defies the heavens. Life and death are unpredictable. If you want to live a peaceful life, you must either possess supreme strength, like becoming a legendary Venerable Powerhouse, or give up cultivation and be an ordinary mortal."

Yao Yueye said flatly.

Jian Chen nodded. "My master has said similar things. The old man grew tired of conflict, so he has been living in seclusion and wouldn’t let me leave the mountain. If it weren’t for the tournament, and the bet we made that he’d let me leave the mountain as I pleased after I took a True Dragon Position, I’d still be up on the mountain playing chess and planting vegetables with him!"

"Oh? And your master is...?"

Yao Yueye asked.

Jian Chen gave a mysterious smile but said nothing.

Yao Yueye didn’t press for the root of the matter. It was in his cold nature not to be talkative.

A brow twitched. Jian Chen and Yao Yueye both looked down at the same time, a trace of surprise flickering in their eyes...

’This peak battle is finally about to begin. Hong Yu, can this guy who’s said to have created miracles all along continue to create them?’

[Fourth update complete. If we get 30 monthly tickets before 5 PM tomorrow, I will update at least seven Chapters tomorrow!]