Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Upon hearing this, Ye Tianling’s gaze swept coolly over the group of five. "Get lost!" he said coldly.

As he spoke, a terrifyingly dreadful aura surged from him.

This aura wasn’t powerful in the conventional sense, but it struck the Soul, sending a chill down one’s spine.

The leader’s expression changed. "Such shameless boasting! Do you think this is the outside world? The Weapon you rely on is useless here! Ye Tianling, I’d advise you to know what’s good for you. Right now, it’s ’get lost.’ In a moment, it’ll be ’get dead’!"

Another man sneered, "Ranked 10,327th, dead last in collecting Dao Rhyme Fragments! Killing trash like him would just dirty our hands!"

A woman added indifferently, "No matter how powerful you were outside, in here, your own strength is all that matters. No wonder he was the last one to enter. The Mansion Master and the Elders must have already known he’s the worst in every aspect! Some ’prodigy,’ some ’number one of Imperial View Pavilion’... It was probably just some latent Ability from the Dragon Race Decree!"

"His personal strength is as pathetic as an ant’s. He couldn’t even take a single hit!"

The five of them clearly didn’t take Ye Tianling seriously.

Or rather, after experiencing this place and understanding its unique environment, they had become supremely confident.

In an environment like this, where trump cards and Weapons were useless, one’s true, personal Ability was laid bare.

And their own personal strength was immense. The five had formed a small group, hunting their way through this place, and now all of them were ranked within the top one thousand.

Each of them also possessed nearly three thousand Dao Rhyme Fragments.

Because the Soul Mark was so effective here, they could clearly see other people’s rankings through it.

They naturally recognized Ye Tianling, given how sensational and famous he had been before.

But the fact that Ye Tianling was ranked dead last was rather intriguing.

Ye Tianling’s gaze was calm. Although this group was at the Sword Tribulation First Refining or Second Refining Realm, in his eyes, they were indeed insignificant.

After all, they didn’t even have the resources of two Worlds, nor had they begun the Cultivation of their Three Souls. Ye Tianling paid them no mind.

He felt it was meaningless to bicker with such weaklings.

But unexpectedly, they had no intention of letting him go.

"I had no interest in a bunch of weaklings like you. I already gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn’t take it."

Ye Tianling’s tone was nonchalant.

"Oh, ho! ’Weaklings,’ he says! ’No interest’!"

"Tsk, tsk. How arrogant. Does he still not understand his own situation?"

"This is the Unparalleled Celestial Dragon? More like an unparalleled crawling insect!"

"Hahaha, he’s trying to scare us off with his Dragon Soul’s pressure, bluffing and borrowing power he doesn’t have!"

"A tactic like that might have some effect outside, combined with your powerful Ancestral Artifact. But in here... you’re truly naive!"

Looks of contempt appeared on the faces of the three men and two women.

Two of the women, without the slightest hesitation, started to capture the Dao Rhyme Fragments in the area.

"There are so many Dao Rhyme Fragments! Stop wasting time talking to him and just kill him! It’s no big deal if a few Cultivators die in here anyway."

"There are at least ten thousand Dao Rhyme Fragments here! Damn, we might be able to reach an even higher rank."

"Forget this piece of trash, just kill him already! Come help, these Dao Rhyme Fragments are hard to catch."

"Hard to catch? Really? That Ye Tianling was grabbing them by the handful before, and it looked so easy!"

...

The five of them all but completely ignored Ye Tianling.

Excitement flashed in the eyes of their leader. He then shot Ye Tianling a dismissive glance and casually threw a palm strike, unleashing the Battle Power of the Second Refining Sword Tribulation Realm.

He intended to kill Ye Tianling with that single strike and then move on to capturing the Dao Rhyme Fragments.

Ye Tianling watched coldly. The moment the leader struck, his figure moved.

"BOOM—"

A terrifying Bloodline Power surged forth.

Ye Tianling recalled the Fist Intent and Dao Mark aura of the Thunder Inference King’s Azure Dragon Fist and attempted to throw a punch.

It was a simple punch, containing only an insignificant wisp of a similar resonance.

And yet, this punch seemed to tear straight through the Void itself.

With a deafening roar, heaven and earth trembled.

"SPLAT—"

The leader’s body instantly cracked apart and exploded, turning into a fine mist of blood and flesh.

Spiritual divine light rippled outwards. Large quantities of Dao Rhyme Fragments spread through the Void like ripples on water before rapidly converging on the spot between Ye Tianling’s eyebrows.

In that instant, Ye Tianling harvested over 3,100 Dao Rhyme Fragments, and his rank shot up to 973rd.

As for the burly man who had been their leader, he had been reduced to dust, insta-killed by a single punch.

Not even a single flicker of the Light of Protection had appeared on his body. He was utterly slain, with no chance to resist.

The scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Then, a woman shrieked. Her eyes turned blood-red as her qi and blood swelled, and she charged violently toward Ye Tianling.

Ye Tianling closed his eyes. A moment later, he opened them again, and they too were blood-red.

The next moment, he threw another seemingly ordinary punch, once again imitating a strike from the Thunder Inference King’s Azure Dragon Fist.

"SPLAT—"

The Void trembled again. The woman in the purple gossamer dress shuddered, and her proud, enchanting body was instantly torn to pieces.

A bloody light, flesh and blood, and a powerful wave of Essence, Qi, and Soul Energy exploded outwards at that moment.

Divine light surged, spreading in all directions.

The woman in the purple gossamer dress was also dead.

"Xuan’Er!"

A Male Cultivator let out a wretched cry, roaring like a madman.

The remaining man and woman stopped trying to capture Dao Rhyme Fragments and charged at Ye Tianling with killing intent.

"HUMMM—"

Ye Tianling clenched his fist, channeled his Dragon Soul, and tried to punch with the Azure Dragon Dragon Soul Fist Intent.

But no matter how he tried, he couldn’t seem to form this particular Fist Intent.

Even so, Ye Tianling still threw a heavy punch backed by his own invincible Fist Intent.

"BOOM—"

That single punch seemed to shatter the Void. Like a mountain, it smashed heaven and earth, blasting through the Power of Laws with ferocious momentum.

"BANG—"

The three figures were sent flying backward at an even greater speed, spitting mouthfuls of blood as terrifying cracks spread across their bodies.

From that one punch, the Fist Intent had permeated their bodies, obliterating their Three Souls and Seven Spirits and grinding them to dust.

Only then did the dense cracks begin to appear on their bodies as they flew backward.

A breath later, after flying back several thousand meters, all three figures exploded, falling from the sky like a rain of blood.

"Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique!"

Ye Tianling unleashed the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique. Instantly, the Divine Technique activated, and an endless tide of Essence, Qi, and Soul swept toward him.

Soon, a massive amount of Energy spread out, settled, and then flowed into Ye Tianling’s body.

Ye Tianling hadn’t lost any Energy in the fight. And while this Origin Energy from their Essence, Qi, and Soul was greatly beneficial to him, the Energy within his own body had already reached a state of Perfection.

He now had a surplus of Energy.

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