Supreme Martial God of the City

In that flash of lightning and flint, Ye Tian seized the limit of that single breath.

The Seventh Rank Peak Space Law was driven to the extreme.

At ultimate speed, he shot straight toward the Ghost Sand Old Woman.

On the way.

"Taixu Soul Capturing!!!!!!!!" The ultimate move Ye Tian had prepared for a long time burst out in an instant.

Taiyou flames, accompanied by Life Force pushed to its utmost, burned ferociously to the extreme, like a madly sweeping purple Fire Dragon.

And at the core of that Fire Dragon was the killing move, the soul skill Taixu Soul Capturing.

The soul skill further spurred the flame’s ferocity.

The flame’s ferocity in turn further activated the soul skill’s eerie strangeness.

The two were originally a perfectly matched symbiosis.

You in me, and me in you.

"Not good..." The Ghost Sand Old Woman’s whole body shuddered violently, and she panicked on the spot...

First, she had never imagined Ye Tian’s Mysterious Stele could withstand the flowing sand Hong Liu for a full breath—this was her first mistake.

Second, Ye Tian seized the window where she was weakened by the immense consumption from forcibly driving the Ghost Sand Immortal Pot.

Third, Ye Tian’s attack speed was too fast, clearly coming prepared, having planned for a long time, with deliberate calculation against carelessness.

At this moment, the Ghost Sand Old Woman almost without hesitation wanted to use every means to block.

However.

Chi...

Before she could even move!

The Ghost Sand Old Woman only felt a ray of the Death God’s shadow shoot straight from the center of her brows, plunging into her Divine Soul Sea!!!!

It’s over.

The Ghost Sand Old Woman froze on the spot. All those myriad defenses were strangled before they could be unleashed. She became a living target. Immediately following...

"Hoo..." As a living target she instantly fell into the world of Taiyou Fire’s mad scorching.

Under the dual assault on Physical Body and Divine Soul.

Coupled with the fact that she was already in an absolutely weakened state.

The Ghost Sand Old Woman almost instantly lost the ability to think or resist.

And that still wasn’t enough.

The more terrifying killing move was the sword blade that followed close behind.

The sword blade of Sky Fallen Sword Intent.

The sword blade swept past...

The Ghost Sand Old Woman’s figure was cut into fragments.

Her Divine Soul likewise shattered into fragments.

Death!!!!!!

For this entire chain of killing moves, Ye Tian hadn’t even used a full breath.

At most it took half a breath before it ended.

Instant kill.

A true instant kill.

At the instant of the Ghost Sand Old Woman’s Death, the Ghost Sand Immortal Pot, having lost its master, directly ceased its attack and became an ownerless object.

With a stir of his mind, Ye Tian took the Ghost Sand Immortal Pot into his hand.

A huge profit.

As for the Mysterious Stele, it was already on its last legs, almost nothing left but a broken shell.

Yet it had not completely fallen into Annihilation.

That was enough.

It could still recover.

Because the Mysterious Stele was Ye Tian’s life-bound Treasure.

Ye Tian possessed an extremely powerful recovery ability, and naturally the Mysterious Stele did as well.

From this moment on, the Mysterious Stele began a frenzied recovery; in just a few breaths it recovered by half—Too Terrifying!!!!!!

And at this time.

The surroundings were as silent as could be imagined.

No one had thought that within a single breath there would be such a heaven-shaking reversal, such a once-in-ten-thousand-ages instant kill from the brink of despair?!

All of them were shocked into stone-like idiots.

"All right, Nie Qingqin, it’s about time you personally made your move, isn’t it? I can’t wait to cut you down!!! Oh, right, be sure to use your Eternal Weapon!" In the next instant, Ye Tian suddenly turned his head, looked at Nie Qingqin, and shouted, battle intent roaring.

At the same time.

In Ye Tian’s hand.

Moluo emerged.

Gripping Moluo, his Creation Bloodline was boiling, and Sky Fallen Sword Intent was roaring like a raging tide.

Ye Tian’s combat strength surged, his killing intent went berserk.

"Don’t worry—once I kill you, I’ll also send that mysterious husband of yours, who’s been hiding in the shadows all along, controlling everything through you, pretending to be comatose for so many years, onto the road as well. Let the two of you, husband and wife, walk the Huangquan Road together—wouldn’t that be fitting?" Ye Tian continued, and as he spoke his wrist flipped; the Moluo Sword had already swung, its tip pointing at Nie Qingqin.

At the same time, to one side, Feng Wuyun suddenly widened her beautiful eyes.

She snapped out of the extreme shock from just now.

Then she was dazed, disbelieving, instinctively shaking her head—Ye... Ye Tian just said what????????

Her own Father Emperor?

Her own Father Emperor has been hiding behind the scenes all this time? Controlling the overall situation? Pretending to be comatose?

This...

Feng Wuyun’s mind went completely blank.

At the same time, even Nie Qingqin’s face changed wildly; on one hand, being locked onto by Ye Tian with the Moluo Sword, an icy chill seeped into her bones.

On the other hand, Ye Tian had actually... actually guessed it all?? How could he have guessed?

"Looks like I guessed right." Seeing the change in Nie Qingqin’s expression, Ye Tian knew his speculation was correct.

In truth, he had long been suspicious.

The suspicious points were obvious. If the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler were truly that trash, ambushed by his own wife and still in a coma to this day, then with the level of strength and methods Nie Qingqin had displayed, she could have simply killed the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler outright.

Don’t talk to him about how she deeply loves the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler; if she truly loved him, she wouldn’t have poisoned and plotted against her own husband, leaving him comatose all this time. If she didn’t love him, then she should have finished him off and made herself Empress—nothing more to say.

So it was fundamentally a paradox.

Another point—Xiao Mo!!!!!!

This was a key figure.

Back then, when Xiao Mo was exposed, he had sensed Nie Qingqin’s Bloodline aura on Xiao Mo, so was Xiao Mo Nie Qingqin’s daughter? Sister? Or perhaps merely a strand of Nie Qingqin’s Divine Soul Avatar or something? Ye Tian wasn’t certain.

After arriving in the Taiyi Divine Country and getting close to Nie Qingqin, he judged more precisely from her aura. Ye Tian was almost certain that Xiao Mo was Nie Qingqin’s daughter—that wasn’t the key. The key was that Xiao Mo was, with high probability, the daughter of Nie Qingqin and the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler, their own flesh and blood.

Does the Taiyi Divine Country really have only one Princess?

If that were truly the case.

Ye Tian dared to say that the one and only Princess of the Taiyi Divine Country is Xiao Mo, not Feng Wuyun.

Feng Wuyun is simply not the daughter of the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler.

Why such suspicions?

Because just earlier, at the instant he killed the Ghost Sand Old Woman, he sensed a single wisp of fleeting, faint, coming too fast and vanishing just as quickly, surprised aura fluctuation.

That aura absolutely belonged to an unimaginably ancient monster.

With high probability, it was truly at the Immortal level.

And the source of that aura seemed... seemed to be the Imperial Palace of the Taiyi Divine Country!

Ye Tian had reason to suspect that aura was the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler!

And from that fleeting trace of aura, Ye Tian could further determine that its owner had absolutely no connection to Feng Wuyun; instead, it had a strong link to Xiao Mo’s aura.

So if the owner of that wisp of aura really was the Taiyi Divine Country’s Ruler, the conclusion would be: Feng Wuyun is not his daughter! Xiao Mo is!

This was a piece of information that overturned everything.

Ye Tian still couldn’t be one hundred percent certain right now, but once he killed Nie Qingqin, he’d pretty much know, wouldn’t he?

At this moment.

"You..." Nie Qingqin stared at Ye Tian, wanting to speak but no words would come, because every hair on her body was standing on end. No one could describe how terrifying it felt to be locked onto by the Moluo Sword.

Nie Qingqin no longer had time to think about how Ye Tian knew so many secrets.

She had to survive.

She had to save herself.

That was the most crucial point right now.

"Heavenly Falling Sword!" At the same time, the Moluo Sword raised in Ye Tian’s hand suddenly blazed with light as he shouted.

Sky Fallen Sword Intent seemed about to make the very heavens fall, destruction to the extreme, Annihilation to the extreme, all sounds dying, all things sinking into silence—between Heaven and Earth, there was only Sword Light, only sword-cry.

Ye Tian could feel the excitement of Sky Fallen Sword Intent.

Sky Fallen Sword Intent was too strong; ordinary swords could not bear it, so they could not unleash its true power. Prisoner Demon, for example, was completely insufficient.

But the Moluo Sword was enough.

No wonder it was so excited.

The Moluo Sword was equally excited.

Even Ye Tian himself was somewhat looking forward to the power of this strike.

Then.

His wrist flipped.

He drove one hundred percent of the Pure Power within his body, then combined it with the Seventh Rank Peak Space Law, pouring it all into the blade of the Moluo Sword, fusing it into the Sky Fallen Sword Intent.

In an instant.

The nascent form of Sky Fallen Sword’s Sword Light appeared in everyone’s eyes.

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