novelraw Chapter 316: No Need for Them to Tell Me, I’ve Come
Chapter 316: No Need for Them to Tell Me, I’ve Come
Ye Cangqian snorted, and his Divine Beast Taotie Battle Soul manifested.
He let out a long cry, and a terrifying, colossal, blood-red toad materialized behind him. The image instantly repelled the oppressive, murderous aura radiating from Ma Liang’s talent.
At the same time, he drew a Divine Level Longsword and lunged viciously at Ma Liang.
But at that very moment, the Power of Rules that governed Heaven and Earth seemed to constrict. Once Ye Cangqian’s attack reached a certain peak, it could rise no further.
His power faltered, and Ma Liang closed the distance, viciously stabbing him in the chest.
However, at the same instant, Ye Cangqian’s Divine Sword also shot forward, piercing through the defensive power of Ma Liang’s Battle Armor.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The two clashed violently, their battle shaking the entire Sect.
Just then, Ye Wuhen made his move. He launched a sudden, vicious attack on Wang Huangshen and Wang Congjie, who were guarding Wan Jianyun and Die Xiyue.
SQUELCH—
It was an abrupt, full-powered strike. Wang Congjie sensed a brutal, lethal danger and immediately used his Essence Blood Escape, transforming into a streak of blood-red light to get away.
He had no time to shout a warning; all he could do was hastily shove Wang Huangshen.
Wang Huangshen also realized the danger and instantly deployed a vast number of his Guardian Foundations, but his reaction was just a fraction of a second too slow.
SPLAT—
Ye Wuhen was a Nine Source Sword Saint, a being on the verge of the Divine Level. The power of his full-strength attack was truly terrifying.
The blow struck Wang Huangshen, and he was almost instantly obliterated, exploding into a shower of blood and light.
Before the bloody light could reform, Ye Wuhen unleashed a wave of Holy Dao Power, sweeping it toward the dispersing Essence, Qi, and Soul Energy.
Sensing his chance, Ye Cangqian opened his mouth wide and instantly devoured Wang Huangshen, who was not yet completely dead.
AAAAHH—
Wang Huangshen’s Soul let out a series of wretched screams, which then abruptly ceased.
Wang Congjie was sent flying, spitting blood, his expression twisting in horror.
Having devoured the Essence, Qi, and Soul of the Unparalleled Saint Son, Wang Huangshen, Ye Cangqian’s power surged to tyrannical new heights. Ma Liang, however, was stunned by his junior brother’s sudden death, and his concentration wavered, instantly disrupting his Battle Power.
At the same time, he took note of the middle-aged man beside Ye Cangqian. The man’s strength was terrifying—his Battle Power was likely on par with the Jade Pool Saint Master, Yao Yusu. A deep sense of dread immediately took hold of him.
His Battle Power immediately dropped by twenty percent.
BANG—
Ye Cangqian struck again, landing a direct hit on Ma Liang. The blow grievously wounded him, sending him flying through the air as he coughed up blood.
"Kill!"
Ye Cangqian didn’t want to waste any more time. If the fight dragged on, he knew he couldn’t kill both Ma Liang and Wang Congjie quickly.
And if something were to happen with the Illusion Mist Divine Beast, the loss would far outweigh the gain.
"Good!"
Ye Wuhen understood Ye Cangqian’s intent. He immediately gathered his terrifying Battle Power and used his Holy Dao Power to lock onto Ma Liang and Wang Congjie.
"Die!"
Ye Wuhen snorted coldly. A terrifying Holy Dao Power erupted from him. His Origin Law manifested a host of Battle Souls, and the resulting force tore the very Void apart.
BOOM—
Just as the destructive killing intent was about to fall upon Ma Liang, the Ten Thousand Swords Saint Master, Wan Linmo, suddenly appeared.
A terrifyingly tyrannical Light Saber appeared, unleashing ten thousand Sword Souls that swarmed forward in a dense, deadly barrage.
Each sliver of Sword Dao Killing Intent was as powerful as an attack from a Sword Saint.
"Hmph. You do have some skill!"
Ye Wuhen’s brow furrowed, and his expression darkened.
"You dare run wild in my Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land?" Wan Linmo’s voice was cold. "Even if you are a Nine Source Sword Saint, you will meet your end here!"
Wan Linmo snorted coldly. A terrifying Holy Dao Power began to gather, and the entire Myriad Swords Sect started to tremble violently.
In the distance, Wang Yufei, Ye Shuiyan, and Xu Hanyan stopped fleeing and instead flew directly toward the battle.
"Saint Master, they’re here to kill us. Please let us go to them. We can’t let the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land be implicated because of us."
Ye Shuiyan’s expression was grim. This was what she truly felt in her heart.
Seeing so many disciples die for their sake, she already felt crushed by guilt.
Beside her, Wang Yufei’s face was deathly pale, but her eyes held the same unwavering resolve.
Wan Linmo paid them no mind. He couldn’t afford to be distracted for even a moment.
He had spoken with immense confidence, but in his heart, he knew he was no match for a Nine Source Sword Saint.
"Hand over the three women! And tell Ye Tianling I’ll get my revenge on everyone connected to him, one by one! I’ll slaughter and devour the men, and as for the women... I’ll violate them and desecrate their corpses!"
Ye Cangqian roared coldly.
Ye Wuhen’s Bloodline Power flared, and the full Battle Power of a Nine Source Sword Saint coalesced around him.
"You don’t need them to tell me! I heard you loud and clear!"
In the distance, the Void violently collapsed, shattering into pieces. Ye Tianling tore through the rift and walked out, step by step.
He showed no outward signs of Blood Qi.
He wore an ordinary, snow-white scholar’s robe and radiated no trace of a baleful aura.
And yet, he carried himself as if he had just stepped off an ancient battlefield, like an unparalleled god of death. The presence he exuded was utterly terrifying!
The appearance of Ye Tianling’s figure shocked everyone present.
The Ten Thousand Swords Saint Master, Wan Linmo; the Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect, Wan Jianyun; Die Xiyue and the others—all of them were utterly stunned.
Then, looks of joyous surprise spread across all their faces.
’But after the initial surprise, a strange worry crept in. Ye Tianling had been so depleted before. Now, for him to suddenly appear like this, facing the terrifying Ye Cangqian and the even more dreadful mysterious expert by his side...’
’Can he possibly win?’
As he spoke, Ye Tianling strode through the Void, appearing beside Ye Cangqian and Ye Wuhen in a single step.
"Ye Wuhen? A Nine Source Sword Saint?"
Ye Tianling glanced at Ye Wuhen and spoke calmly.
"Y-You know me?"
Ye Wuhen trembled, a flicker of absolute horror in his eyes.
"No. Before my Talent, nothing about you can be hidden. All I can say is that you truly deserve to die. But as for you, Ye Cangqian... this will be the final duel of our shared destiny."
Ye Tianling said calmly.
At this, Ye Cangqian couldn’t help but gasp. An unprecedented sense of crisis welled up inside him.
’His heart was trembling. Fear began to take a powerful hold over him before the fight had even begun!’
’And that fear was only growing stronger.’
"Ye Tianling!"
Suddenly, Ye Cangqian roared in fury. He grabbed a handful of Projection Stones and activated them with his Soul Power. "You damn bastard, look! Take a good look! See how miserably the people of the Ye Race died! See how miserably the people of the Nine Swords Sect died!"
As he spoke, he threw his head back and began to laugh maniacally. His expression was so savage, so twisted, he looked completely insane.
Ye Tianling watched coldly as the scenes played out on the Projection Stones, every detail unfolding before his eyes.
But Ye Tianling’s expression remained impassive.