“Boom!”
The Emperor Sword and the war spear clashed relentlessly.
Ye Qiu and the old man fought fiercely, their killing intent boundless.
Ye Qiu swung three hundred sixty-five sword strikes in one breath, the Emperor Sword’s sharpness blazing fiercely. Though each strike was blocked by the old man’s spear, the force transmitted by the sword remained terrifying.
“Pfft!”
Suddenly, the old man’s arm trembled, and a gash split open at the base of his thumb.
Blood flowed freely.
Shock appeared on the old man’s face. Ye Qiu’s strength was so great that it sent a chill through him.
“Max was right. If this kid isn’t eliminated, he’ll become a great threat.”
After blocking a fierce wave of Ye Qiu’s attacks, the old man swiftly retreated, standing atop the castle.
He stared at Ye Qiu, his eyes like those of a demon king, radiating an intimidating light.
“What, getting tired in your old age? Come on, keep fighting!” Ye Qiu said, holding the Emperor Sword and smiling.
“Hmph!”
The old man let out a heavy cold snort, exuding a powerful aura, then raised his war spear.
At that moment, the spear unleashed an unparalleled killing intent.
“Kill!”
The old man roared, charging at Ye Qiu, launching a heaven-shaking assault.
The spear surged forward relentlessly, its sharp edge targeting Ye Qiu’s vital points, filling the sky with killing intent.
An ordinary King realm expert would have crumbled long ago, but Ye Qiu not only blocked every strike, he remained unscathed.
“Having such an expert as a sparring partner is truly a rare fortune!”
Ye Qiu’s blood boiled, swinging his broken Emperor Sword, clashing repeatedly with the old man’s spear.
Sparks flew, streaking through the sky like falling meteors.
The scene was breathtaking.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, the old man increased his speed. The spear burst with terrifying sharpness, piercing through the sea of sword shadows like lightning, grazing Ye Qiu’s shoulder.
“Pfft!”
A splash of golden blood sprayed from Ye Qiu’s shoulder.
“He’s injured! Perfect, the Ancestor will kill him soon!” Max shouted excitedly.
However, the next second, Max’s expression changed. He saw the wound on Ye Qiu’s shoulder heal instantly.
“What kind of freak is this kid, healing his wounds so quickly?” Max felt a growing unease.
If Ye Qiu mastered a secret technique to rapidly heal wounds, didn’t that mean he was practically invincible?
“And why is his blood golden?”
“Does he have a special physique?”
“Could his healing technique be related to his physique? If so, killing him won’t be easy.”
“No, the Ancestor is highly skilled. He’ll definitely kill him.”
Max had great confidence in the Ancestor, who was, after all, over two hundred years old.
“Swish!”
At that moment, the spear moved like a ferocious snake, its sharp edges like a serpent’s tongue, relentlessly striking at Ye Qiu.
“Pfft!”
Another edge grazed Ye Qiu’s arm, accompanied by a splash of golden blood.
Ye Qiu was injured again, but the wound healed instantly.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu retreated a distance, looked at the old man, and said, “You’re much stronger than I expected.”
He even felt a life-or-death threat from the old man.
The last time Ye Qiu felt this was with Li Chengdi, though that poor soul was instantly killed by a single glance from Dugu Wudi.
“Young man, your talent is remarkable,” the old man said, not sparing his praise.
Ye Qiu laughed. “Thanks for the compliment. Everyone on Earth says so.”
The old man said, “If you had heeded my advice earlier and left, you could have lived. As for now…”
“You’re doomed!”
“My life force is nearly depleted. I must eliminate this great threat to the family before I die!”
“You can’t kill me,” Ye Qiu thought, I have the God-Slaying Whip. Forget you being just a King realm expert, even if you were a realm higher, I could whip you to death.
The old man said coldly, “Young man, I admire your confidence, but excessive confidence is arrogance.”
Ye Qiu laughed. “A young man who isn’t bold wastes his youth. Pity you’re too old to understand.”
“I believe you’ll soon understand the taste of death,” the old man said, stepping into the air.
“Boom!”
The spear smashed down from above, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing, its power overwhelmingly fierce.
The old man used the spear like a club, direct and domineering.
Ye Qiu clearly felt the old man’s combat power soar to its peak, countless times stronger than before.
But he wasn’t afraid.
Ye Qiu swung nine consecutive sword strikes, each accompanied by a step forward in the air.
After nine steps, Ye Qiu’s combat power also reached its peak, clashing head-on with the old man.
“Clang!”
The Emperor Sword and the spear collided, sounding like wailing ghosts and howling wolves, the clash reverberating through the heavens and earth.
Ye Qiu’s body radiated golden light, like a deity, his life force surging to the skies.
“Not bad.”
The old man smirked coldly, offering a brief comment, then unleashed an even more terrifying attack with boundless killing intent.
In an instant, thousands of sharp edges stabbed towards Ye Qiu.
Holding the spear, the old man moved like lightning, his might unparalleled.
Ye Qiu swung the Emperor Sword, its sword qi razor-sharp, displaying invincible momentum to perfection.
“Ancestor, come on, kill him quick!” Max stared at the two fighting in the air, clenching his fists and growling.
Seeing Ye Qiu still holding his own, the old man’s gaze grew colder, his killing intent intensifying.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, ninety-nine streams of dragon qi erupted from the old man’s back.
Each stream, about ten meters long and pitch black, looked like ninety-nine black dragons, roaring and dancing in the air.
At the same time, the old man’s aura surged again, his combat power unprecedentedly strong.
At that moment, Ye Qiu felt the gap in their realms. The old man’s aura was like a massive boulder pressing on his chest, making breathing difficult.
He had a strong intuition that the old man was only half a step from the next realm.
But, judging by the old man’s state, he’d never break through in this lifetime, because…
How could a dead man break through?
Seeing the Ancestor unleash his full cultivation, Max shouted excitedly, “The Ancestor is invincible!”
“The Ancestor is mighty!”
“Ancestor, quick, kill him!”
The old man looked down at Ye Qiu, lofty and commanding. “Young man, you brought this on yourself. Die!”
“You’re too confident,” Ye Qiu said with a smile, pulling the God-Slaying Whip from his Qiankun Bag.
Seeing Ye Qiu discard the Emperor Sword for a tattered wooden whip, the old man sneered.
“What, you know you’re going to die, so you’re giving up?”
Sigh!
Ye Qiu let out a long sigh. “You’re so old, yet so ignorant. Forget it, I won’t waste words. Time to send you on your way.”
As his words fell, Ye Qiu lashed out with the whip.
The next second, with a “crack,” the lofty old man was whipped to the ground.
