“Wuwu, Brother Ye Fan, you must avenge me!” Lin Xinyue cried with tears streaming down her face.
“Senior Brother Xia, no matter what, Xinyue is still your Junior Sister. How can you be so ruthless and show no mercy?” Ye Fan questioned righteously.
“If Lin Xinyue weren’t my Junior Sister, she would’ve been dead long ago. If you really know how to cherish and protect women, why didn’t you stand up for her? If you’re afraid, kneel and kowtow three times to me, and maybe I’ll spare your life,” Xia Changqing hooked his finger and smiled wickedly.
Bound by the Heavenly Dao of Mystic Sky Continent, he couldn’t kill Ye Fan yet, but crippling him was still allowed.
“Senior Brother Xia, if you’re going to be so domineering and unreasonable, don’t blame me for being disrespectful.” Humiliated by the handsome youth’s insult, Ye Fan’s face flushed red with anger.
On the surface, he was at the Late Stage Divine Ability Realm, but in reality, he had reached the Mid Stage Seeking Dao Realm. He was confident he could easily defeat Xia Changqing and crush his arrogance.
“Then let’s see who wins and who loses! To avoid accusations of bullying the weak, I won’t use my Immortal-Demonic Dao Body or my Sage’s Pupils, lest you lose and go crying to that old man Ye Zheng.” Xia Changqing sneered.
“Xia Changqing, how dare you insult my grandfather? I’ll make you regret it. Qingyang rises in the sky, shining in all directions, I alone reign supreme,” Ye Fan roared. A massive azure sun rose behind him, his cultivation soaring instantly to the Peak Stage Seeking Dao Realm. Wielding a divine sword, he charged at Xia Changqing with the azure sun blazing.
“Hmph, dare to claim supremacy in front of me? You overestimate yourself. Magic sword covers the sky, blood halberd runs rampant, Extinguish the Sun, Execute the Yang.” Xia Changqing formed a hand seal, and countless blood-colored magic swords enveloped the space. With a flash of demonic blood light, a colossal halberd brimming with monstrous demonic intent appeared in his hand, and he clashed fiercely with Ye Fan.
“Crack, rumble!” The two powerful cultivators collided head-on, sending explosive booms through the sky. The shockwaves shattered all the surrounding clouds.
Xia Changqing stood firm with his halberd surrounded by magic swords, unmoved. Ye Fan and the azure sun behind him were blasted a hundred meters away.
“Even if you forcibly elevated your strength to the Peak Stage Seeking Dao Realm using the Qingyang Holy Body, you’re still no match for me,” Xia Changqing sneered, waving his halberd. Countless two-meter-long blood-red magic swords flew and pierced the azure sun behind Ye Fan, instantly covering it with demonic blood light.
“Dammit, what did you do to my Qingyang?” Ye Fan panicked, shouting as his Qingyang turned blood-red and uncontrollable. Xia Changqing’s halberd struck again.
‘Fan’er, this Xia Changqing is deeply strange. The demonic Qi within him is more intense and evil than that of the Outer Heavenly Demons; he’s like a demon titan wearing human skin. He’s trying to pollute your Qingyang’s source with his magic swords, destroying your Dao foundation. Quickly use the Awakening Sword Technique to command thunder and slay the demon.’ Gu Chen warned, then fell silent and dormant. Find the original chapter at novelping.com.
“Thunder slays the demon, ding ding ding!” Ye Fan roared, wielding the Azure Flame Divine Sword to summon bolts of thunder, clashing fiercely with the Extinguishing Heaven Demonic Halberd, sending sparks flying.
“Junior Brother Ye, your sword technique is ancient and can control thunder. It’s not part of our Azure Cloud Holy Land’s sword heritage, is it? Long ago, there was an ancient Divine Empire that unified this continent. Its emperor was a powerful thunder-wielding cultivator who created a technique called the Awakening Sword Technique. Could it be you are a successor of that emperor? Is your master, the emperor of that Divine Empire, still alive?” Xia Changqing’s pupils turned pure gold as if he could see through all secrets, sneering evilly.
With one strike, he shattered the thunder around him, the sharp crescent halberd blade slicing through the thunder light, aiming straight for Ye Fan’s heart.
Ye Fan hurriedly switched sword stances to block.
“Senior Brother Xia, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” Ye Fan’s eyes flashed with panic; his soaring fighting spirit was crushed, and he fell into a losing position, struggling to maintain composure.
“Let’s change the topic. The black-clothed man who colluded with the Heavenly Demonic Sect to frame me — that was you, wasn’t it?”
Xia Changqing’s vicious halberd strike disarmed Ye Fan, sending his divine sword flying, and with a brutal combo, shattered Ye Fan’s Holy Body.
Ye Fan spat blood wildly as he was smashed into the ground like a cannonball.
Xia Changqing grew a pair of demonic wings, instantly appearing in front of Ye Fan, stomping his handsome face forcefully with his black boots adorned with golden patterns.
The sound of bones twisting echoed as Xia Changqing’s body morphed into Ye Fan’s appearance.
He sneered wickedly, “Junior Brother, your Heavenly Demon Hundred Transformations isn’t perfected yet. Need Senior Brother to teach you?”
Xia Changqing’s aura and spiritual Qi perfectly matched Ye Fan’s, and behind him, a dazzling azure sun forged from demonic Qi arose.
“You even know the ancient secret art Heavenly Demon Hundred Transformations!” Ye Fan’s pupils shrank to needlepoints, feeling humiliated and resentful.
Yet, the man before him not only knew it but had cultivated it to a higher level.
“Hehehe, there are plenty of ancient secret techniques that I know. Junior Brother Ye Fan, if you don’t confess honestly, I’ll have to treat you to a little something special,” Xia Changqing laughed sinisterly like an evil demonic dragon, his amber vertical pupils glowing as he watched Ye Fan’s desperate struggle, savoring his prey’s suffering.
“Xia Changqing, I don’t understand what you’re saying. My grandfather is the Grand Elder. If you dare touch me, you’ll die with me! Let me go at once. The Supreme Leader won’t spare you for harming a fellow disciple,” Ye Fan roared with resentment.
“Swish, swish!”
Two blood-colored halberd beams, like venomous red snakes, flashed out and sliced through Ye Fan’s tendons.
“Ahhh! Xia Changqing, you beast, I’ll kill you! Grandfather, save me!” Ye Fan screamed in agony, his face twisted in pain.
“Xia Changqing, let go of Brother Ye Fan, or I’ll fight you to the death.” Lin Xinyue charged from the side, wielding her magic sword and casting the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect technique at Xia Changqing.
“Overestimating yourself. Using a move I taught you against me? Didn’t Gu Miaojun’s death teach you anything?”
Xia Changqing swung his halberd, unleashing a strange arc of light that shattered all of Lin Xinyue’s magic swords, finally striking her chest with overwhelming force. She vomited blood and crashed into a cliff, her fate unknown.
“Audacious brat, how dare you harm my grandson? I’ll make sure you die without a burial!” Ye Zheng rushed over, driven mad with fury at the sight of Ye Fan’s miserable state lying in a pool of blood.
Ye Zheng erupted with Peak Stage Great Saint Realm power, cracking mountains and valleys around him, and launched a furious palm strike at Xia Changqing’s forehead.
“Master, Ye Zheng, that old thing, wants to kill me!” Xia Changqing returned to his original form, pretending to be terrified and crying out for help.
With his Peak Stage Quasi-Emperor Realm Primordial Spirit, he had already sensed Murong Bing watching from the sea of clouds above, silently approving his brutal assault on Ye Fan.
“Enough, all of you stop!” Murong Bing’s cold voice sounded.
A golden ancient mirror appeared slowly in front of Xia Changqing, blocking Ye Zheng’s full-force strike.