Facing the onslaught of powerhouses charging toward him, Ye Xuan fell into silence.
A true desperate situation!
He couldn’t possibly face so many powerhouses alone!
In his heart, Ye Xuan softly asked, “Small Pagoda, if my old man were in this situation, what would he do?”
Small Pagoda replied instantly, “Fight to the death!”
Ye Xuan nodded. “Got it!”
As his words fell, the blood in his body suddenly boiled.
In an instant, he transformed into a figure of blood!
Ye Xuan fiercely drew his sword and swept it forward.
*Slash the Life!*
In such a dire situation, he still didn’t call for help. Of course, there was no one to call.
Whether it was Qing’er, his father, or his elder brother, he couldn’t contact them directly. He could only rely on himself.
Do his best!
As for life or death, he left it to fate.
As Ye Xuan’s sword swept out, a wave of sword light surged forth but shattered instantly. In the next moment, he was sent flying out of everyone’s sight. As he flew, his physical body disintegrated inch by inch, like a burning sheet of paper.
The Qingxuan Sword fiercely protected his soul; otherwise, even that would have been gone!
When he stopped, his soul was so faint it resembled a wisp of smoke, ready to dissipate with the slightest breeze.
He’d nearly been obliterated, body and soul!
Seeing this, a murderous glint flashed in Young Lord Si’s eyes. She charged at Ye Xuan, her blade light tearing through the arena.
Nearby, Nan Shi and the others’ faces paled, moving to intercept, but a horde of demon beast powerhouses blocked their path.
No one could aid him!
In the distance, Ye Xuan’s eyes were half-closed, his soul trembling faintly.
Small Pagoda’s voice quivered. “Young Master, if you can’t fight, call for help! It’s not shameful!”
Call for help!
Ye Xuan growled, “I won’t call!”
With that, he gripped the Qingxuan Sword and began burning his soul!
Seeing this, Small Pagoda panicked. “Bloody hell! Young Master, don’t do this! Let’s call for help! It’s not shameful! The Master called for help before! Bloody hell… stop it!”
Ye Xuan didn’t stop—his soul continued to burn fiercely!
Small Soul trembled. “Small Pagoda, convince Master! I can’t hold his soul together much longer!”
Small Pagoda wailed, “I can’t convince him! Young Master’s blood is up today! He’s not following the script. Normally, he’d be calling for help with some flair… this isn’t normal…”
Ye Xuan suddenly charged forward, slashing with his sword.
Burning his soul!
By burning his soul, his strength surged dramatically in an instant!
*Boom!*
As a wave of sword light erupted, Young Lord Si was sent flying thousands of *zhang* by Ye Xuan’s strike. As she stopped, the long blade in her hand shattered.
Young Lord Si’s face darkened instantly!
At that moment, the nearby God Wasteland moved to strike, but the God Demon beside him said, “He’s burning his soul. In half a quarter-hour, he’ll be ashes!”
Hearing this, God Wasteland hesitated, then stopped.
As the God Demon said, Ye Xuan was destroying himself.
But just then, Ye Xuan suddenly stopped burning his soul.
Seeing this, God Wasteland’s expression froze.
Bloody hell!
Could this guy just stop burning his soul on a whim?
The God Demon’s brows furrowed, his right hand tightening. Ye Xuan suddenly said, “Wait!”
Wait?
Everyone looked at Ye Xuan, their expressions odd.
Ye Xuan turned to Young Lord Si, who was about to strike. “Young Lord Si, today I…”
Young Lord Si snarled, “Little thief, don’t try to stall! I won’t fall for it!”
With that, she leapt into the air, clasping her hands as if wielding a blade, and slashed downward.
*Rip!*
A blade qi thousands of *zhang* long surged from the heavens, tearing everything apart!
Ye Xuan’s expression froze.
Bloody hell!
Let me finish, damn it!
I was trying to bluff…
No time to think—Young Lord Si’s blade was already upon him.
Ye Xuan opened his palm, and the Qingxuan Sword slashed out.
*Boom!*
A wave of sword light shattered, and Ye Xuan, sword and all, was thrown ten thousand *zhang* back. As he stopped, the Qingxuan Sword transformed into a beam of light and sank into his brow.
*Boom!*
His dissipating soul was stabilised, but it remained dangerously faint.
Small Soul trembled. “Master, you can’t swing again! One more, and your soul will vanish completely!”
Small Pagoda added, “Young Master, no more strikes! Call… call for help!”
Ye Xuan whispered, “Small Pagoda, who can we call?”
Small Pagoda fell silent.
Bloody hell!
Who to call?
On reflection, there was no one!
Small Pagoda suddenly said, voice tinged with sorrow, “Young Master, you’re in such a pitiful state!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
In the distance, Young Lord Si leapt again, slashing at Ye Xuan!
She stared at him, knowing this strike would finish the already spent Ye Xuan. Of course, it would also mean her own death!
Killing the Young Master would bring the Mysterious Realm’s wrath, and she’d have no chance of survival!
But so what?
A smile crept onto Young Lord Si’s face.
No resentment.
No regrets!
This slash would end it all!
Young Lord Si whispered, “Take care!”
It was unclear to whom she spoke.
Below, Ye Xuan watched the slash descend, his eyes growing vacant.
He knew this strike would mark the end of his path.
Some reluctance!
But there was no choice. Sometimes, effort alone didn’t guarantee a result.
It was over!
Ye Xuan opened his palm, his soul burning completely.
At this moment, even the Qingxuan Sword couldn’t hold it together.
If he swung this sword, his soul would vanish entirely.
Yet Ye Xuan laughed.
He looked up at the descending blade. Was this the taste of death?
It had been a long, long time since he’d been this close to it!
Just as Ye Xuan was about to swing, a hand pressed onto his shoulder. In the next moment, a terrifying, mysterious force surged into his soul, instantly calming its burning.
At the same time, the blade above Ye Xuan vanished, and Young Lord Si was thrown tens of thousands of *zhang* back. As she stopped, her physical body shattered into dust, leaving only her soul.
Young Lord Si stared at the figure behind Ye Xuan, her soul trembling with fear.
The God Demon’s face turned gravely solemn!
Nearby, Nan Shi and the others glanced at the figure behind Ye Xuan, breathing a sigh of relief!
The Mysterious Realm’s powerhouses had finally arrived!
Ye Xuan turned. Seeing who it was, he froze.
It was Dongli Nan!
His mother!
One step behind Dongli Nan stood a woman in a simple white robe, her long hair cascading down, her beauty unparalleled. She held a white jade fan, exuding a dashing, heroic aura.
Her gaze remained fixed on Ye Xuan, her expression calm.
Behind her stood three men and one woman.
These were the Mysterious Realm’s four Divine Beings: Left Realm Lord, Right Law Heaven, Xu Weijin, and Nan Weiyang.
Behind them stood sixteen mysterious powerhouses clad in black armour, each with a curved blade at their waist and a longbow on their back. Their auras were vast as the stars, utterly inscrutable.
Seeing these sixteen, Xuan Yin’s body trembled uncontrollably!
The God Slayers!
The Mysterious Realm’s most terrifying sixteen, Dongli Nan’s personal guard, answering only to her. Not even the four Divine Beings or the white-robed woman could command them!
All sixteen were here!
Seeing Dongli Nan, Ye Xuan grinned. “Mother!”
*Mother!*
This call came from the heart.
Though he’d once resented Dongli Nan—she’d nearly gotten him killed, after all—the misunderstanding had cleared, and he’d gradually forgiven her.
Hearing Ye Xuan’s “Mother,” Dongli Nan froze. In the next moment, tears welled in her eyes.
She was undeniably guilty toward Ye Xuan!
Absent in his childhood, and later nearly causing his death… every thought of it pained her, unable to forgive herself.
She was, without doubt, the world’s worst mother!
Because of this, she’d hesitated to face Ye Xuan.
But this time, she had no choice.
Seeing Ye Xuan’s wretched state, Dongli Nan’s eyes closed, her body trembling.
Fury!
Boundless, unending fury!
Seeing this, the white-robed woman beside her paused, then turned to the four Divine Beings. “Slaughter every demon beast in this realm!”
The four nodded, about to act, when the God Demon growled, “You…”
Before he could finish, the white-robed woman appeared before him.
The God Demon’s pupils constricted. He raised his arms to block.
*Boom!*
In the stunned gazes of all, the God Demon was blasted into an unknown abyss of space-time. As he stopped, his physical body shattered, leaving only his soul!
The demon beasts in the arena were dumbfounded!
The invincible God Demon, defeated just like that?
His mighty body, fragile as paper before this woman?
The God Demon himself was stunned.
So strong?
The white-robed woman walked toward him, slowly, calmly, but the God Demon felt an overwhelming, suffocating pressure.
Nearby, Nan Shi whispered, “It’s over. The Demon Sect is finished!”
At that moment, footsteps sounded nearby, accompanied by a mocking laugh. “The Demon Sect is finished? Young lady, you speak too soon!”
Ye Xuan frowned. That voice… it was familiar.
In the distance, the God Demon slowly knelt. “Greetings, Sect Master!”
As he knelt, every Demon Sect powerhouse followed, shouting in unison, “Greetings, Sect Master!”
The Demon Sect’s most mysterious leader had appeared!
