Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

In that instant, Ye Tianling’s fist enveloped a vast area as he threw a direct punch!

"SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT—"

As if snapping dry twigs, Ye Tianling’s single punch instantly killed a total of sixty-three Cultivators.

The ground caved in, forming a terrifying black abyss. At the bottom of the abyss was nothing but pulverized flesh and blood, severed limbs, and mangled remains—an incomparably gory sight.

Within Ye Tianling’s Devouring Law, the Blood-Colored Crystal Coffin passed through, one step ahead, and plundered the Essence, Qi, and Soul of these Cultivators.

At that moment, Ye Tianling sensed the Mechanical Heart between his brows begin to beat like a real heart. THUMP-THUMP-THUMP.

Conversely, the Little Dragon Girl’s aura grew much quieter.

Ye Tianling knew the Little Dragon Girl was likely about to be reborn.

Ye Tianling had slaughtered a group of Cultivators in a single blow, yet when Yun Shaoping’s Immortal Crane Battle Soul erupted with killing intent and stabbed viciously at him, he simply ignored it.

Yun Shaorong’s attack was just as heaven-defying, but it was equally useless. When it struck Ye Tianling, he didn’t even bother to defend himself.

The scene was beyond imagination.

Yun Shaorong’s and Yun Shaoping’s expressions instantly turned hideous.

They couldn’t break through his defense!

They couldn’t even track his attacking movements!

What did this mean?

It meant that their opponent’s strength had far, far surpassed their own!

It meant that his battle power completely crushed theirs!

They weren’t even in the same league!

"A Profounder Level genius?!"

Yun Shaoping’s voice trembled slightly.

She had never imagined she would encounter such a being!

A Profounder Level genius who possessed a Divine Level Battle Soul and something far superior to a Spirit Level Super Grade Defensive Battle Armor!

"A Profounder Level genius?!"

A half-smile played on Ye Tianling’s lips, his face filled with mockery.

He glanced at the seventeen or eighteen remaining Cultivators, their faces pale and their bodies trembling, then looked back at Yun Shaoping and the others. "Now, it’s your turn!"

"Wait!"

"We admit defeat!"

Yun Shaoping and Yun Shaorong immediately bowed, their voices humble.

Though they felt utterly humiliated, there was no longer any point in fighting.

The previous battle, which had lasted no more than three breaths’ time, had ended with a gruesome result that cruelly spelled everything out.

What was the point of fighting now?

Yun Shaoping wanted to compromise, but how could Ye Tianling possibly agree?

"WHOOSH—"

Ye Tianling extended his hand, and Yun Shaoping flew uncontrollably toward him.

Horror filled her heart, and extreme terror showed in her eyes as she struggled in vain to break free from ’Tianshu’s’ control.

But at this moment, Ye Tianling was in a state approaching his peak battle power. How could he possibly let her escape?

Yun Shaoping unleashed all of her defensive trump cards, but they were useless against the terrifying pull of Ye Tianling’s ’Devouring’ ability.

Ye Tianling’s left hand seized Yun Shaoping by the neck.

"Do you know how Yun Shaosheng died? Watch closely. This is how he died!"

As he spoke, Ye Tianling tightened his grip on Yun Shaoping’s neck.

The pain nearly suffocated Yun Shaoping, making her feel as if her very Three Souls and Seven Spirits were being choked.

Ye Tianling lifted Yun Shaoping into the air.

His right hand relaxed, and the ’Baiyu Demon God Radiant Bow’ automatically disappeared.

His hand formed a fist. He drew back his right arm and threw a punch straight at Yun Shaoping’s face.

Ye Tianling channeled the terrifying Fist Intent of the "Reincarnation Life and Death Fist," transforming it into peerless battle power.

He unleashed his battle power to a terrifying degree, holding nothing back. The punch seemed powerful enough to shatter the void itself, and it created a sonic boom.

Yun Shaoping’s eyes bulged. She desperately wanted to dodge, to activate her trump cards for protection, but everything was useless.

Time seemed to pass both quickly and slowly, as if everything had detached from this space to form an independent point in time.

"This is... the Time Law? You’re a Saint Child?!"

In that instant, utter horror dawned in Yun Shaoping’s eyes. ’This... this is a peerless genius who can comprehend the Time Law! A peerless being at the Saint Child Level!’

For the first time, Yun Shaoping felt a pang of regret. But it was too late!

She had seen the truth but couldn’t speak a word, her eyes already bulging lifelessly from their sockets.

In her vision, Ye Tianling’s fist grew closer and closer, completely blotting out the world before her eyes.

"SPLAT—"

Ye Tianling’s punch landed, smashing viciously into Yun Shaoping’s face.

"SQUELCH—"

Yun Shaoping’s face shuddered for a moment, then exploded into a mist of blood.

A headshot!

A single punch had utterly pulverized Yun Shaoping, and the resulting mist of blood and flesh sprayed all over Yun Shaorong’s face.

Only then did Yun Shaorong react—Yun Shaoping was dead!

An icy coldness filled his heart. A bone-deep chill swept through his soul, and he couldn’t help but shudder.

"THUD—"

Hatred?

There was no hatred!

He was so terrified that he dropped to his knees, his body shaking uncontrollably.

How could he fight back against such a terrifying being?

"THWACK—"

Ye Tianling slapped a palm onto the crown of Yun Shaorong’s head.

Yun Shaorong’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, and blood immediately gushed from his seven orifices.

But he wasn’t dead.

A series of muffled explosions, POP-POP-POP-POP-POP, echoed continuously from within his body.

In an instant, his entire cultivation was crippled.

Moreover, his Three Souls and Seven Spirits were torn asunder.

He was experiencing the same series of agonies that Yun Xingyi had once felt.

"Alright, the terms are the same. Bring me thirty Divine Level Battle Souls in exchange for the lives of the rest of your Yun Family. Otherwise, I will march on the Yun Family and exterminate your clan!"

Ye Tianling stomped on Yun Shaorong’s face, grinding it into the dirt.

More than half the bones in Yun Shaorong’s face shattered instantly.

Then, Ye Tianling glanced around.

"THUD—"

The dozen or so Cultivators had all pissed themselves in fear. They knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably and kowtowing nonstop.

"SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT—"

Ye Tianling gathered his Fist Intent, and a single punch left countless afterimages in its wake.

Countless mists of blood exploded as a chorus of screams rose up, only to be abruptly cut short.

Then, the scene fell into a dead silence.

It wasn’t that no one was speaking, but that everyone who could speak was now dead.

Ye Tianling, the man known to all as ’Tianshu,’ was just that ruthless.

Ye Tianling gave Yun Shaorong one last kick before sending him back to the Yun Family.

Was he letting a tiger return to its mountain? Of course not.

By now, Ye Tianling had tested his strength. With his current power, forget being invincible in the world of the Blood-Colored Wilderness—he could probably stand proudly above all others even in the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Cave of the True Void Divine Realm’s second world.

With such power, what did he have to fear?

Yun Shaorong’s heart was filled with despair, like dead ashes. He looked at Yun Xingyi, only to see a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

He then turned to Ye Tianyun and Liu Xu’er. Their faces were pale, clearly showing their own despair.

Only that idiot ’Ye Tianling’ seemed to have no sense of the crisis at all.

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