Chapter 2300 - 2301: One Sword Cuts Down! [Third Update]
The short man inside the massive battleship stood up abruptly when he saw that their attack hadn’t landed on the warship ahead.
At this moment, someone reminded him, "Sir, there... there is a person... our attack was stopped by him."
The short man had already noticed this sudden, ghost-like figure.
"Why is he here? And why is he saving those guys?" The short man was utterly puzzled.
"Sir, what should we do? Should we continue the attack?"
"Of course, continue the attack. I don’t care why this person is here; Sevilla must die. No one can stop me. If he wants to block us, then let’s eliminate him too." the short man said viciously.
As he gave the command, the battleship focused its target on this suddenly appearing man, and then, more beams of light shot towards him.
These sky-high beams looked beautiful but were filled with destructive power. Anything it hit would turn to ash, even the air was no exception.
With so many attacks concentrated on one person, everyone inside the massive battleship thought that this suddenly appearing man was certainly going to die.
This was their top-notch weapon, possessing the strongest attack power, all assembled on the battleship. Even if this person was a strong warrior, he would bleed here.
But then they froze, stunned.
After the beams covered the figure, as the energy dispersed, the silhouette was still there, still standing in place, not beaten to nothing.
"Sir, he’s still alive!" the people inside the massive battleship exclaimed in disbelief.
At the same time, the small battleship about to initiate the self-destruct system had stopped it, and Sevilla along with all his subordinates stared at the screen, watching the man facing numerous attacks without much movement.
"Is he a god? How could he not be hurt at all?"
"Are you stupid? If he was dead, we’d definitely be finished too. I hope he’s as strong as possible, so we don’t have to die." someone said excitedly.
"Yes, the Prophet’s prophecy never fails. He’s our hope. I wish to see him slaughter everyone on that battleship." another person echoed.
Sevilla said nothing but quietly watched the figure on the screen; was he the person from the Prophet’s prophecy?
The suddenly appearing figure who saved everyone on the small battleship was none other than Ye Qiu.
Originally, he wouldn’t have gotten involved in the battleship chase. He didn’t have time to refine his Bloodline Power, so why would he meddle in such matters?
However, Ye Qiu didn’t want to act but it didn’t mean others wouldn’t provoke him.
Just when he was at a critical moment in refining his Bloodline Power, suddenly the formation quaked, and he sensed someone attacking it.
At this crucial stage of cultivation, concerning whether Ye Qiu could achieve the Dao Master level through transformation, being disturbed like this, how could Ye Qiu possibly remain happy?
Suppressing his urge to continue refining Bloodline Power, he noticed the formation kept quaking. Fortunately, at last, he completed the refinement to a satisfying level, stopped his cultivation, and breathed a sigh of relief.
If he hadn’t forced himself to remain calm and keep his mindset, the final refinement of Bloodline Power would certainly have ended in vain.
The formation was broken by light beams, Ye Qiu appeared, and his eyes locked onto the large culprit attacking him.
It turned out to be a battleship.
Having found the perpetrator, it was only natural for Ye Qiu to settle the score, so he appeared in front of the massive battleship, expressionless.
The opponent saw him and launched another attack, adopting an attitude of disregard, causing the fire of rage in his heart to rise abruptly.
Having been attacked repeatedly for no reason, his cultivation nearly failed, Ye Qiu had already sentenced these guys to death.
Inside the massive battleship, seeing that increased firepower couldn’t kill Ye Qiu, the short man ordered: "Activate the ultimate weapon. I don’t believe we can’t kill him."
With the command given, several pitch-black barrels appeared around the massive battleship, aiming all at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu tilted his head a bit and moved slightly.
Then, all those pitch-black barrels fired, spewing out fire dragons, engulfing his position.
"Will you be dead now?"
The short man didn’t want to waste time, directly using the most powerful weapon to solve Ye Qiu before tidying up the small battleship. Now, the ultimate weapon delivered its fiercest attack, burning a patch of heaven and earth.
Like an inferno, burning everything; the flames had extremely high temperatures, capable of incinerating all.
A while passed, the fire dragons roared for dozens of breaths; even a planet would have been burned by now.
Is he dead?
The people inside both large and small battleships were now staring at a place that still exuded hot air in the area.
What was that?
Suddenly, people realized there was no longer Ye Qiu’s figure, but something odd suddenly appeared, like a cover.
It had many ancient inscriptions carved on it, looking quite ancient.
"It moved."
This unknown object was naturally the Taihuang Bell. Facing the battleship’s attack, though Ye Qiu feared not the fire dragons, he didn’t want to be burnt and used Taihuang Bell to cover and envelop himself.
As Taihuang Bell rose and suspended above Ye Qiu, everyone in both battleships showed shocked expressions.
He was indeed still alive, not killed.
"How is this possible? This was our strongest attack; he should’ve been obliterated to nothing." The short man pounded his fist, unable to believe what he saw.
The others were likewise unable to comprehend, shocked by the scene before them.
"Look, he’s stretching his arm toward us. What is he doing?" someone stared at Ye Qiu’s action and said.
"Is he going to retaliate?" someone cried.
"He may have withstood our attack, but it doesn’t mean his attack could be even more terrifying than ours."
Just as those words fell, everyone nearby, including their leader, that short man, had their mouths agape at this moment.
With Ye Qiu’s arm raised, then lowered.
A massive golden sword glow descended crushingly.
Only to see the massive battleship explode from the middle, split apart by the Sword Qi, cleaving into two halves.
Then, the glow of Sword Qi enveloped everyone inside the massive battleship.
All they heard was a bang.
The split massive battleship burst apart, and those inside didn’t even utter a cry, directly turned to dust under the Sword Qi.
Swoosh.
The Bahuang Sword returned to the Sumi pouch, Ye Qiu stood in the universe, the massive battleship turned into two flaming bodies, burning, falling.