Hearing Ning Xuanyuan's answer, Li Tianxing did not seem surprised. Ning Xuanyuan was an Asura Blood Scion, after all, and Li Tianxing had never expected a single sentence to make him submit and obediently hand over the inheritance.
In that case, their hands would have to decide the matter.
"They say the Asura Blood Scion is second only to the Asura Emperor in the Asura Domain, suppressing an entire generation of his peers. Today, I'll see just how capable you really are," Li Tianxing said, looking at Ning Xuanyuan. Streaks of pitch-black demonic lightning crashed down from the heavens around Ning Xuanyuan, forming a terrifying domain of destructive demonic lightning.
Outside the secret realm, Li Tianxing had seen Ning Xuanyuan's abilities. Ning Xuanyuan had slaughtered numerous demon beasts single-handedly, but that battle had begun with a tiger's head and ended with a snake's tail, ultimately coming to nothing.
Of those who had come from the Demon Domain this time, Ao Mo and Teng Yi were the strongest, but Ning Xuanyuan had not truly fought either of them.
Moreover, after entering the Thousand Mysteries Secret Realm, Li Tianxing's cultivation had improved, and he had now successfully broken through to the Life Palace Realm. He was brimming with confidence that he could take Ning Xuanyuan down.
Of course, his goal was the Primeval Inheritance in Ning Xuanyuan's possession, and he would not truly strike to kill. Given Ning Xuanyuan's status, actually killing him would likely bring endless trouble.
Snatching the inheritance was another matter. Even afterward, the lofty Asura Emperor would not come after the Dao-Demon Sect over it. At most, he would target them on the Myriad Heavens Battlefield.
Ning Xuanyuan stood in the air, his expression calm. His hand slowly closed as Great Dao rules flowed and fused with spiritual power, forming a longsword that gleamed with cold light.
The Evil Emperor Xuantian's inheritance consisted of saber and sword techniques, making Li Tianxing just the person to test them on.
"Bang!"
Li Tianxing stomped down, and heavy, pitch-black bolts of deathly demonic lightning immediately coiled around him. More bolts descended from the heavens with deafening roars.
Li Tianxing came from the Dao-Demon Sect and cultivated demonic arts. Though the black demonic lightning was a lightning technique, it had fused with demonic path rules, making it even more sinister and overbearing.
"Boom!"
Demonic lightning descended and roamed around Ning Xuanyuan, producing a demonic thunderclap that shook the soul, but it did not directly threaten him.
Holding his sword across his body, Ning Xuanyuan shut out all distractions. Dazzling sword radiance flowed around him, and every streak seemed to contain a terrifying breath of death.
Li Tianxing frowned slightly, seemingly sensing a trace of threat. He walked through the air toward Ning Xuanyuan, commanding boundless demonic lightning as a terrifying demonic pressure swept outward, seeming capable of destroying a person's will.
Ning Xuanyuan gripped his sword and slashed forward. The sword radiance flashed past and split a bolt of demonic lightning down the middle.
The pitch-black lightning was cut in two, and Li Tianxing's pupils abruptly contracted. That sword strike clearly contained powerful rules of the Dao.
"Go!"
The word left Ning Xuanyuan's mouth, and the endless sword radiance flowing around him shot forth at once. Ten thousand swords flew together, killing toward Li Tianxing.
"Boom!"
Lightning blazed across Li Tianxing's body, as though he had donned a suit of pitch-black demonic lightning armor. His fists struck with enough force to break the heavens, overbearing to the extreme. At that moment, the void itself seemed to collapse, and streaks of sword radiance shattered and vanished.
Yet inexhaustible sword intent traveled through the void, slashing down without pause. Li Tianxing roared, and the phantom of a lightning demon god appeared behind him, raising a hand to blast the void apart.
That was his Soul Aspect!
Facing Ning Xuanyuan, Li Tianxing dared not be careless in the slightest and gave it his all.
Yet the sword radiance streaming toward him seemed endless. A deathly Dao intent enveloped the world, leaving not a trace of life in this space. Li Tianxing's face gradually darkened, growing extremely grim.
"Bang!"
Li Tianxing stamped his foot and shot into the sky, trying to escape the space.
But Ning Xuanyuan reached out and pointed at him from afar. The sword intent roaming around Ning Xuanyuan seemed to contain the rules of the Great Dao of heaven and earth, and swords came crashing down one after another to kill Li Tianxing.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Explosions rang out in succession, each sword strike more powerful than the last. Li Tianxing seemed trapped within a sword diagram, unable to break free no matter how he fought.
Li Tianxing's expression grew uglier still, and a faint sense of unease rose in his heart.
Ning Xuanyuan controlled the swords from afar, sending them through the sky as smoothly as flowing clouds and water to form a sword formation. Great Dao rules fused into the formation, which attacked without end. Trapped within it, Li Tianxing was completely suppressed.
"It seems this is all you're capable of. How disappointing." Ning Xuanyuan shook his head, a trace of contempt appearing in his eyes. Then he suddenly clenched his hand and pointed a finger.
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In an instant, ten thousand swords became one!
"Boom!"
With an enormous crash, Li Tianxing was sent flying. Blood sprayed from his front, leaving a shocking scarlet trail in the air.
There had been no suspense at all. It was a complete crushing victory!
Li Tianxing plunged straight down from the air and slammed heavily into the ground. A gaping wound marked his body, and blood poured out, staining most of him red in an instant.
Li Tianxing braced his hands against the ground and struggled to rise. But a longsword appeared before him, its keen edge less than half an inch from his throat. Its sharp Sword Qi made his body stiffen at once, and he dared not move another inch.
Li Tianxing's face was deathly pale, and his heart shook.
Strictly speaking, Ning Xuanyuan had only struck once in that battle. Was this Ning Xuanyuan's true strength? Or was it because of that ancient inheritance?
But whatever the reason, the battle was over, and Li Tianxing had suffered a crushing defeat. He was a distinguished demonic son of the Dao-Demon Sect, yet he could not withstand even one strike of Ning Xuanyuan's sword.
"Now, give me a reason not to kill you," Ning Xuanyuan said mildly, holding his sword in one hand as he looked at Li Tianxing.
Li Tianxing's throat bobbed hard. He could see killing intent in Ning Xuanyuan's eyes. He knew that if he could not give him a satisfactory answer, this Asura Blood Scion would certainly not mind burying him here.
"Ao Mo of the Demon Dragon Clan and Teng Yi of the Demon Peng Clan ambushed Qin Lang and Song You'er. Song You'er is badly wounded, and Qin Lang is in grave danger as well," Li Tianxing said. He dared not make the slightest sudden move, for fear that Ning Xuanyuan would misunderstand.
"Hmm?" Ning Xuanyuan's eyes flashed, and he eased the sword tip forward until it touched Li Tianxing's throat. "When did this happen?"
"Not long ago." Li Tianxing's skin tightened all over, and his body trembled slightly. A trace of blood seeped from the skin on his throat. "If you go now, you can still make it in time."
"Where?" Ning Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.
"Less than three hundred li from here, to the southeast," Li Tianxing said.
"Bang!"
As soon as Li Tianxing finished speaking, he was sent flying by a vicious blow, and Ning Xuanyuan had already vanished.