Ye Jingyu had no idea Qin Yunxiao would suddenly split an image of himself. His battle saber continued its arc toward the figure before him, but after the strike, he realized it was merely an illusion…
And Qin Yunxiao’s longsword pierced in directly from the left…
Even with his agile movements and lightning-fast reactions, evasion was now impossible. He could only watch helplessly as the longsword rushed toward him…
“Hasten…” Ye Jingyu did not wish to die, much less be slain by Qin Yunxiao. In this moment of ultimate danger, he unleashed a Soul Art. Instantly, a streak of bloody light shot toward the heavens, arriving at Qin Yunxiao’s brow in the blink of an eye…
“Heh, Little Junior Brother’s Soul Art was expected. Senior Brother had long prepared for it…” Seeing the blood needle approach, Qin Yunxiao merely offered a faint smile. The moment his words faded, the blood needle pierced his brow, only to reveal that it too was just an afterimage…
But what was bizarre was that the longsword had genuinely sliced across Ye Jingyu’s right arm, leaving a long, crimson gash. Blood immediately streamed down his limb…
However, Qin Yunxiao was not finished. The sword continued its downward trajectory, raking across Ye Jingyu’s back once more, moving so swiftly that Ye Jingyu had absolutely no chance to evade…
He watched as the sharp sword-qi tore through his warrior tunic, striking the paper-thin Celestial Silkworm Armor beneath, eliciting a shhh sound, yet failing to inflict any further damage…
“Celestial Silkworm Armor…” Qin Yunxiao’s perception was keen; he instantly recognized it as one of the great treasures of White Cloud Manor. What shocked him was how such an artifact could possibly be adorning Ye Jingyu…
Upon hearing Qin Yunxiao’s exclamation (for the full text novel reading, visit.1.(1.m.literature.net), both Xiao Geng and Luo Haitian on the viewing platform glanced toward Luo Ling’er. They knew this precious armor had been bestowed upon Luo Ling’er by Luo Xiaofeng, yet they hadn't imagined she would gift it to Ye Jingyu. Had their relationship truly progressed to this level?
Luo Haitian merely frowned slightly, but Xiao Geng’s brow knitted tightly, a murderous gleam flickering in his eyes…
Feeling that the vicious sword-qi had failed to breach the Celestial Silkworm Armor, Ye Jingyu found a measure of relief. His gratitude toward Luo Ling’er swelled; had he not been wearing the armor today, he might already be dead. This Qin Yunxiao was truly too powerful…
Yet, he was not discouraged. Qin Yunxiao had studied martial arts since childhood, while he had only been training for less than a year. Given a little more time, surpassing him would be effortless…
At this juncture, Ye Jingyu refused to waste this heaven-sent opportunity. With a flick of his broken saber, he slashed horizontally, unleashing the might of the Thunder-Rending Slash once more. An invisible blade-qi instantly materialized along the blade, arriving before Qin Yunxiao almost before he could process the action…
Qin Yunxiao recoiled in alarm, rapidly retreating backward. His longsword vibrated repeatedly, and although he managed to block the terrifying strike, the razor-sharp blade-qi still grazed his body…
With a soft hiss, a long cut was etched across his lower abdomen. Bright red blood immediately began to flow…
“You…” Qin Yunxiao could not fathom being wounded by Ye Jingyu after a moment’s distraction. Fury instantly erupted within him…
The opponent was merely a Martial Master, even if a powerful one, yet the distance between them was not negligible. Killing him should be as easy as dispatching a dog. But now, to be wounded by this man—it was the ultimate humiliation…
A surge of potent Innate True Qi emanated from his core once more, forming a translucent shield before him. While this might struggle against Ye Jingyu’s strange weapon, it could certainly repel the blade-qi he generated…
More True Qi surged into his longsword, causing the slender blade to hum audibly as it shook continuously. Streaks of cyan sword-light began to illuminate the sword’s surface…
“Even if you wear the Celestial Silkworm Armor, I vow to see you dead here and now…” Qin Yunxiao ground out through clenched teeth. The moment his words ended, he raised his longsword high…
He launched himself instantly, executing a graceful spin in the air, then violently flicked the blade. A sword projection easily spanning three zhang shot forth, its massive form virtually enveloping Ye Jingyu’s entire body…
“Cloud-Shattering Sword…”
Sensing the immense power contained within this beam, the expression on Ye Jingyu’s face shifted rapidly. Such a formidable sword-light offered no avenue for evasion; even clad in the Celestial Silkworm Armor, he was certain he could not withstand it…
Was this the true might of a peak Innate Martial Master?
In that instant, Ye Jingyu knew that in martial skill, he was no match for Qin Yunxiao. He ceased all reservation, taking a sudden, forceful step forward. A silver glint flashed within his eyes…
“Soul-Seizing Claw…”
Suddenly, the crowd witnessed a black shadow erupt from Ye Jingyu’s body, instantly solidifying into a colossal black claw that viciously lunged toward the crown of Qin Yunxiao’s head…
When he saw the massive black hand approach, Qin Yunxiao’s complexion instantly changed. The reason was simple: he felt an unprecedented terror…
It did not originate from his body, but from the depths of his soul, as if this single grasp could effortlessly pluck his spirit free…
The sword projection originally aimed at Ye Jingyu instantly retracted, hacking fiercely at the giant hand descending from the sky. With one strike, the black hand was cleanly annihilated, as if it had never existed. The residual shockwave from the powerful sword-light left a deep fissure etched into the bluestone-paved arena…
After easily shattering the hand, Qin Yunxiao snapped back to awareness. This had been Ye Jingyu’s feint. Even if he had reached the Manifestation Realm, how could a Soul Master of the Manifestation Realm possibly steal the soul of an Innate Martial Master?
Realizing he had been tricked, Qin Yunxiao’s rage surged. He immediately spun around, preparing to attack again, only to see a silver streak of light erupt from Ye Jingyu’s silver eyes. Before he could react, it pierced directly into his mind…
In that fleeting moment, Qin Yunxiao felt the sky darken instantaneously. Figures began to scramble out of the gloom. Every face was smeared with blood; some were missing arms, others possessed only half a head. Most terrifyingly, he recognized every single one of these individuals—Qin Xuan, Qin Xiao, Qin Zhan… they were all the people slaughtered tragically at White Cloud Manor, come now to claim his life…