Immortal Martial Emperor

RUMBLE!

Mountains, rivers, peaks, ranges, forests...

Everything was annihilated in this terrifying storm of energy, turning to dust. It was an utterly horrifying sight.

Some Martial Artists with weaker cultivation couldn’t withstand the brutal energy impact. Their bones shattered, their bodies collapsing like empty skins before being crushed into paste by falling rubble.

Others fell into the cracked earth, becoming fertilizer for the planet’s core.

"Who won? Who actually won?" a powerful expert roared, both horrified and excited.

"If nothing unexpected happened, it has to be Xue Wen!"

"Xue Wen is so powerful. I feel like his Fengdu’s Fury could easily tear me apart," someone declared with certainty.

But others offered a different opinion. "That Hong Yu isn’t weak either. Maybe he still has a sliver of hope!"

"Difficult, difficult, difficult! It’s too damn hard for Hong Yu to make a comeback!"

The experts argued back and forth, but eventually, they all turned in unison to look at Meng Chenggong.

Aside from Xue Wen, Meng Chenggong was the strongest person present. Even Hong Yu might not have been his match.

Meng Chenggong’s eyes blazed like two suns, his pupils radiating an incomparably sharp light. He said in a low voice, "This battle... who is the victor?"

Hearing this, the crowd was aghast.

Even Meng Chenggong couldn’t determine the winner of this fight?

Everyone focused their gaze, staring toward the center of the battlefield, which was shrouded in swirling dust.

Flashes of light flickered within.

Suddenly...

Two figures plummeted from the sky like stars falling from the void, moving with incredible speed.

Behind one of them was the image of a towering Cangtian tree, but its light was now faint, as if it could flicker out at any moment.

It was Xingtian!

There was a gruesome, glaring hole punched straight through his lower abdomen. Anyone who saw it would think he was surely dead.

The other person...

had six black Divine Demon Wings sprouting from his back. As he fell, he coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood.

This person, of course, was Hong Yu!

Hong Yu and Xingtian were thrown backward, one after the other.

Everyone sighed in dismay.

"Alas, did he lose after all?"

"Poor guy. He looks gravely injured. There’s no way he can fight anymore!"

"Xue Wen will never let him go. This time, another genius is about to fall!"

"The tree that stands tallest in the forest will be the first to be broken by the wind. Hong Yu was just too dazzling!"

Amidst all the sighs, Meng Chenggong remained silent, his eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Hong Yu.

His vision was incredibly sharp.

Even from several thousand meters away, he could see a mosquito on the palm of his hand. He clearly saw that the corner of Hong Yu’s blood-spewing mouth was curved into a cold, sharp smile.

Meng Chenggong’s heart pounded in his chest, his mind filled with confusion. ’He’s smiling? Why is he smiling? What is he smiling about?’

Soon, Meng Chenggong discovered the reason for Hong Yu’s cold smile.

From the void, a shrill, furious roar suddenly erupted from within the swirling dust. "Bastard! Hong Yu, you dare sever my arm?! I’ll have your life!"

The roar was like a clap of thunder, like a Divine Beast venting its rage.

A severed arm?

The experts who had just been certain of Hong Yu’s demise now wore expressions of shock, terror, confusion, and disbelief.

"Did I... Did I hear that right?"

"No, you heard correctly. That was definitely Xue Wen shouting that his arm was severed!"

"My heavens, Hong Yu actually cut off one of Xue Wen’s arms? This... this is surreal! It’s too much, I can hardly believe my eyes!"

Even Meng Chenggong’s facial muscles twitched. "Holy shit, this... this can’t be real, can it? That little bastard..." He swallowed hard, his mouth feeling dry.

The power Xue Wen had just displayed had already shown Meng Chenggong that Xue Wen was stronger than him.

And Hong Yu had managed to sever the arm of such a being?

’If I had pushed him too hard just now, wouldn’t I have lost an arm, a leg, or even my head?’

GULP!

Meng Chenggong gulped, a wave of fear washing over him.

At the same time...

A flash of bloody light shot out from the void, and an arm indeed fell from within the swirling dust.

The Divine Demon Wings on Hong Yu’s back beat forcefully, barely halting his momentum. He grabbed the equally wounded Xingtian.

Looking at the hole in Xingtian’s abdomen, a trace of guilt appeared in Hong Yu’s eyes.

’That punch was meant for me, but Xingtian blocked it.’ "Xingtian, are you okay?"

"I’m fine!"

Xingtian shook his body and nodded.

Now that he was in the Third-Tribulation Execution Corpse Realm, it was difficult to affect his normal movements unless his head was completely destroyed.

Although the hole punched through his abdomen looked gruesome and terrifying, its effect on Xingtian was minimal.

Hong Yu laughed. "You kid, this body of yours is getting more and more badass!"

Xingtian gave an honest, simple smile and scratched his head. "It’s alright, it’s alright, hehe..."

"..."

Hong Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. With an open palm, he used his power to grab the falling arm out of the air.

He glanced left and right, a disdainful smirk forming on his lips as he looked up into the void.

At that moment.

From within the swirling dust, Xue Wen, now missing an arm and dripping blood, slowly walked out.

Behind him, the Fengdu Battle Ghost surged with a grim, bloody light.

His cold gaze was fixed on Hong Yu, filled with boundless rage and venom. "You actually severed my arm. Heheheh... Good, very good, Hong Yu. You’re truly remarkable. I’ve decided. I won’t kill you. I’m going to brew your body into a soup. And I won’t let you die quickly. I want you to watch with your own eyes as I devour your flesh, bite by bite."

His words were chilling, his gaze cold and full of hatred.

Every word and action from Xue Wen sent a shiver down one’s spine.

Even from several thousand meters away, Meng Chenggong and the others felt a chill in their hearts. ’This Xue Wen is too terrifying!’

What was the most vicious method of torture?

It was never a quick, clean death, but endless, unending torment.

The Blood Demon Palace indeed had methods that could keep a person alive while their flesh was sliced off piece by piece, only allowing them to slowly die after the medicine’s effects wore off.

This kind of extremely vicious and sinister method was taboo.

But today, Xue Wen had been thoroughly enraged and was ready to throw all caution to the wind.

Hong Yu was not the least bit afraid. A cold smirk appeared on his lips. "You want to eat me, bite by bite?"

"Hmph."

Xue Wen snorted coldly, his gaze sharp.

Hong Yu suddenly burst into a "HAHA" laugh. He loosened his grip on Xue Wen’s arm, letting it fall.

Almost simultaneously, Hong Yu spat out a bolt of Primordial Gang Electric Light.

SWISH!

As the electric light passed, the arm instantly turned to ash and was completely annihilated.

Xue Wen’s eyes twitched violently. He roared in fury, "BASTARD! BASTARD! How could you?! How dare you?! I will kill you! I will eat your flesh raw, stew you slowly to death, and ensure your soul never finds peace...!"

Amidst his hysterical roars, Xue Wen suddenly charged forward.

He now had only one arm, but his dominance was still Wushuang, his combat power endless.

He raised his hand and slashed out with a bloody light.

An endless barrage of blades hacked toward him.

Each blade was comparable to a full-power strike from a Late-stage Primordial Embryo Realm expert.

This barrage of a hundred attacks was Xue Wen’s killing move, one he was certain would succeed in slaying Hong Yu.

Hong Yu narrowed his eyes, calculating inwardly. ’That last exchange only worked because Xue Wen was careless and underestimated me, plus he wasn’t prepared for Xingtian. That’s how I managed to sever his arm. Now he’s desperate to kill me and definitely won’t hold back. I’m not his match for now. I should avoid a direct confrontation!’

So Hong Yu thought.

’In any case, I’ve already severed one of Xue Wen’s arms. I can consider today’s score settled, for now.’

’As for true revenge...’

’The time to wash the Blood Demon Palace in blood will come after I break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm!’

At this thought, Hong Yu fiercely activated his Divine Demon Wings and shot into the distance.

Although he was no match for Xue Wen, when it came to speed, Hong Yu was still slightly faster.

"Bastard, don’t even think about escaping!"

Xue Wen’s eyes were practically splitting with rage. He roared again and again, "All members of the Blood Demon Palace, block him for me!"

"Yes!"

"Kill him!"

"We have to stop this bastard so the Palace Master can kill him!"

Several hundred experts from the Blood Demon Palace charged forward to attack.

Hong Yu’s gaze was like a torch. He pulled Xingtian into his pagoda’s inner space and beat his Divine Demon Wings at full speed.

Electric Flash!

He directly bypassed the human wall formed by a hundred experts and appeared behind them.

Immediately after...

Hong Yu spun around abruptly. The Godslaying Spear swung out in a brilliant golden arc. Amidst a series of BOOMS, the backs of thirty men exploded, revealing bone. None were left with a whole corpse.

Hong Yu continued his charge.

Ahead, another human wall of two hundred people formed to block him.

Thirty-six Flying Sabers hovered around Hong Yu. As they spun, he executed the Flying Thunder Divine Skill with incredible speed, blanketing the area in the SWOOSH of blue light.

Wherever he passed, heads flew and blood rained down.

It was a massacre. In Hong Yu’s wake, there was only a scene of bodies flying through the air and crashing to the ground.

Watching his Blood Demon Palace disciples being ruthlessly slaughtered by Hong Yu like chopping melons and vegetables, Xue Wen’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets, his hatred deepening. "You little bastard, I will annihilate you!"

The desperate chase continued.

After he had slain more than three hundred people, no one dared to block Hong Yu’s path any longer.

Hong Yu fled at full speed with Xue Wen in hot pursuit. From time to time, Xue Wen would launch an attack, wounding Hong Yu.

The chase lasted for three whole days and nights.

Both Hong Yu and Xue Wen were exhausted.

The two of them arrived at a valley.

Outside the valley stood a stone stele inscribed with three words: Profound Ice Valley.

"Profound Ice Valley?"

Hong Yu took a deep breath. There was no path forward and no chance of retreat, with Xue Wen still in relentless pursuit.

’I’ll go in first and figure it out from there!’

Hong Yu swallowed a Pill to suppress his injuries and entered the Profound Ice Valley.

"Hmph, there’s no way out of Profound Ice Valley. You’re simply courting death!"

Xue Wen followed close behind. The three-day chase had taken a huge toll on him as well. Disheveled and wretched, he no longer looked like the master of a great sect.

But he couldn’t care less about that right now.

He was solely focused on killing Hong Yu!

When Meng Chenggong and the others arrived after them, a worried look appeared in Meng Chenggong’s eyes. "There’s no exit in Profound Ice Valley. Its deepest part is a Forbidden Land where even Primordial Spirit Realm experts will perish. I’m afraid things look grim for Hong Yu this time."

The group followed, gathering to watch.

Profound Ice Valley was vast. The chase had continued within this Martial Arts Holy Land for a full two days and one night before they reached this spot.

Another massive stone stele stood there. On it was written: "Land of the Buried Gods. Experts at or above the Primordial Spirit Realm have a ten percent chance of survival upon entry. Those below the Primordial Spirit Realm must not enter!"

"Land of the Buried Gods?"

Hong Yu’s gaze tightened, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Behind him, Xue Wen arrived, riding a cloud of blood. He stared coldly at Hong Yu. "Run! Why have you stopped running? HAHAHA! Hong Yu, today is the day you die!"

Looking at the murderous Xue Wen, Hong Yu knew he couldn’t fight back. The last few days of frantic running had taken too great a toll on his body.

He glanced at the ’Land of the Buried Gods’ behind him, a look of determination in his eyes.

He turned back to stare at Xue Wen and said faintly, "Xue Wen, if I, Hong Yu, do not die today, then one day, I will wash your Blood Demon Palace in blood!"

"Hm?"

Xue Wen froze, then started in shock. "You want to go in there?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Hong Yu had already been swallowed by the endless darkness of the Land of the Buried Gods. Only his chilling voice echoed out...

"HAHAHA, if I don’t die today, I will destroy the Blood Demon Palace in this lifetime...!"

[Author’s Note: In the year since graduation, my old buddies have been getting married one after another, and I have to be a groomsman. Dammit, a chubby guy like Qiye can’t pull off a formal suit! I’ll be traveling for the next two or three days—the National Day traffic is insane—so I’ll be sticking to two Chapters a day for a bit! Please bear with me!]