The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

The Imperial Capital, at the Lu Family’s estate.

Numerous Extraordinary Martial Artists gathered here, a chill running down their spines as they surveyed the utter devastation before them. ’Good heavens, what level of destructive power is this?!’

"Even a battle between Celestial Humans wouldn’t create a scene like this."

"One of the combatants wielded Demonic Qi. The other’s power was complex and varied, but it contained Thunder and Flame Power. In the Imperial Capital right now, only that Venerable Lord and Qin Ya... uh, no, only one demon and one human fit the description."

"It’s too terrifying. The combat prowess of these two is beyond imagination."

"I don’t think that’s right. Qin Ya is certainly formidable, but how could someone so young possess such power? It’s impossible."

"Hmph. After seeing all the miracles he’s performed, you still dare to underestimate him because of his age? That prodigy simply can’t be measured by common sense!"

"That’s right. He is no ordinary person."

Just then, a figure slowly rose from the distant ruins.

He was dressed in white robes, unstained by a speck of dust, and held a longsword. Although his face was a bit pale, the sharp aura soaring to the Nine Heavens still made everyone’s heads turn!

"It’s Qin Ya!"

"As expected, he’s still alive! Did he win?"

Qin Ya took out an Elixir and consumed it, a hint of relief in his eyes.

The power that Black Robe had unleashed when forced into a corner was not to be underestimated. The force of that final blow had left even him with significant injuries. If not for Scenic Landscapes and the Devouring Demon Power within his bloodline, it was uncertain whether he would have been able to stand up again.

’The Poisonous Fog’s effects haven’t worn off yet. I need to land the final blow.’

A cold expression appeared on Qin Ya’s face as some color returned to his cheeks. Just as he was about to finish off Black Robe, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

"Hahahaha..."

A loud laugh echoed from the distance. The figure of Black Robe slowly rose to his feet, the Demonic Qi around him churning like boiling water and surging into the sky. The rolling waves of energy it unleashed stunned the crowd of onlooking Extraordinary Martial Artists!

"Qin Ya, you are very powerful."

"I admit, underestimating you was the greatest mistake of my life."

"But in the end, I am the one who won this battle!"

Qin Ya’s expression changed drastically. His figure shot forward, his beyond-limit speed creating a violent shockwave in the air. He raised Ting Xiao, and Thunder Sword Qi sliced through the void. But in the next instant, Qin Ya’s figure was blasted hundreds of yards away!

’How can this be! The Poisonous Fog’s effects shouldn’t have worn off so quickly.’ Qin Ya’s expression was grave, and he was also confused. Then, he suddenly thought of something. His face paled slightly as he said in a low voice, "I was too careless!"

"Kid, what’s going on?" the Ting Xiao Sword asked.

Qin Ya stared at the Demonic Qi-wreathed Black Robe and said in a low voice, "Damn it. How could I make such a low-level mistake? I actually forgot that the Demon Race’s constitution is different from the Human Race’s. The effects of the Poisonous Fog would naturally be slightly different. This is unforgivable!"

His eyes became bloodshot, and he looked as if he was on the verge of madness!

Who was he? He was a Pill Venerable!

’To think that I’d make a mistake like ignoring the target’s constitution when it comes to alchemy! This is a mistake I will absolutely, positively never forgive myself for!’

He wouldn’t look for excuses. A mistake was a mistake!

"Damn it."

Qin Ya clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead. At that moment, he wished he could lock himself in a sealed Cultivation Room and reflect on his mistake in solitude!

"Kid, stop thinking about that for now! Look at that demon."

Ting Xiao’s voice echoed, pulling Qin Ya back from his self-recrimination.

Qin Ya took a deep breath and calmed down. He stared gravely at Black Robe and said, "You’re right. There’s still a huge problem right in front of me!"

Black Robe spread his arms, Demonic Qi raging wildly and sweeping in all directions. He spoke coldly to Qin Ya, "To show you my respect, I will kill you in my strongest form!"

"’Strongest form!’"

Hearing this, Qin Ya’s body trembled slightly. He could already guess what was coming.

Black Robe let out a long cry. His immense Demonic Qi pierced through heaven and earth, and endless Primordial Qi surged. Within the pitch-black Demonic Qi, a figure began to coalesce.

The figure was a thousand feet tall. Its features somewhat resembled Black Robe’s, and it wore an expression of arrogant contempt for all existence. Its eyes were crimson, and its tyrannical aura swept across the world!

The minds of the onlooking Extraordinary Martial Artists in the distance were violently shaken!

That tyrannical majesty seemed to descend directly upon their souls, erasing any thought of resistance. Not even Huaa Que was an exception. He could feel that if he were to manifest his own Dharma Aspect, it would be instantly destroyed!

"’As I thought!!’"

Qin Ya’s pupils contracted sharply, and a bitter smile touched the corners of his lips.

’A Dharma Aspect at Celestial Human Realm Perfection had already forced me into a desperate retreat. There is absolutely no way I can defeat the Dharma Aspect of a Half-Step King. I’ve... failed!’

’No, I absolutely cannot admit defeat so easily!’

A strong sense of unwillingness rose in Qin Ya’s heart. He took a deep breath, his gaze hardening with resolve. His Divine Thought locked onto the Ghost Face Mask inside his Storage Ring.

’With the Ghost Face Mask’s mysterious power, I can definitely hide my presence. Then I can engage him in guerilla warfare. It’s the only way now!’

"Kid, the mask is powerful, but that demon has already recovered the strength of a Half-Step King. With his Dharma Aspect on top of that, even if he can’t find you, you won’t be able to harm him," the Ting Xiao Sword said, its blade vibrating slightly.

"I can only try."

"Qin Ya, die."

Black Robe stood his ground, the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Aspect behind him shaking the heavens. Its blood-red eyes, cold and merciless, stared down at Qin Ya as if he were a deity observing a mortal.

WHOOSH. A chill instantly rose in Qin Ya’s heart.

Being stared at by those eyes, Qin Ya felt as if his very soul was being frozen solid.

Black Robe thrust out his palm, setting endless Primordial Qi in motion. The Dharma Aspect also raised its giant hand high, blotting out the sun and sky. Like the coming of an endless darkness, it descended upon Qin Ya!

"Stop!!"

At that moment, Huaa Que let out a roar from the distance. With a flash of his figure, Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged as he, too, condensed a Celestial Human Dharma Aspect. His face was full of determination as he charged toward Black Robe. Pushing both his palms forward, he channeled his power, and a massive beam of light formed from his Dharma Aspect’s chest, then blasted toward Black Robe!

"You overestimate yourself!"

Black Robe sneered. He then casually swiped out with his palm. The Demonic Qi of a Half-Step King surged, forming a giant Palm Seal that met Huaa Que’s beam of light. BOOM! The beam of light was forcefully shattered. Then, the Palm Seal continued onward, unabated, and slammed into Huaa Que’s Dharma Aspect. Instantly, the Dharma Aspect crumbled to pieces!

Huaa Que violently spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying hundreds of yards away. He crashed to the ground, his status unknown. Seeing this, the crowd gasped in shock. Everyone was stunned. A Celestial Human had been defeated with a single, casual blow!!

The combat prowess of this Venerable Master Black Robe was simply too terrifying!

Seeing Huaa Que get blasted away, Qin Ya’s eyes turned bloodshot and he bit his lip hard. Facing the colossal palm of the descending Dharma Aspect, he knew that if this attack hit, it wouldn’t matter that he had Scenic Landscapes, the Devouring Demon Bloodline, or the Spiritual Weapon Ting Xiao... it would all be useless. His own strength was still far, far too lacking!

Just as he was about to take out the Ghost Face Mask, something unexpected happened!