Absolute Overwhelming

Whoosh!

Xiao Ting, dressed in a blue robe, charged straight toward Xiao Yao.

Even the clan members at the Law Condensation Realm could only see Xiao Ting's afterimage.

"His speed is incredible, like a streak of light!"

"My eyes can't keep up at all."

Shātu Demon Sage Zhu Ding's lips curled slightly. Over the past seven days, he had fully drawn out the potential within Xiao Ting.

So, Xiao Yao, what can you possibly use to win this duel?

Just as Xiao Ting was about to reach Xiao Yao, he drew the Saint Artifact saber his master had lent him. Its blade gleamed fiercely, dazzling the eye.

Sea Splitting Tier Spell: Mountain Splitting Kill!

At that moment, an even sharper and more profound aura emanated from Xiao Ting.

His might was unparalleled. Everyone felt that once this strike came down, Xiao Yao would surely lose.

Clang!

The crisp clash of weapons echoed throughout the entire martial arts hall.

At the same time, in full view of everyone, Xiao Yao blocked that powerful strike with his sword. His expression was composed and calm, even carrying a hint of indifference.

The gale raised by the clashing saber and sword swept toward them, but neither of them was harmed. Instead, their long hair fluttered in the wind, lending them an almost immortal air.

"What? How is that possible?"

Xiao Ting's eyes widened. Like most of the clan members present, he found it unbelievable.

Zhu Ding's thick brows drew together. He murmured in disbelief, "He actually found the weak point of Mountain Splitting Kill at the last possible moment. Was that a fluke, or can he really spot it?"

"Probably a fluke!" Second Elder Xiao Long replied, though his voice lacked certainty.

First Elder Xiao Wei replayed the scene of Ting'er and Xiao Yao exchanging blows over and over in his mind, but he still couldn't uncover its secret.

Dongfang Xuetong, standing on the wall of the martial arts hall, was also quite surprised. She hadn't taught Xiao Yao that move.

Did he figure it out on his own?

Meanwhile, Xiao Ting suppressed his confusion and shock, gripped his saber, and launched a flurry of swift attacks at Xiao Yao.

His saber moved so fast that even his own eyes could barely follow it.

So, Brother Xiao Yao, what can you use to block me?

But, to everyone's surprise, Xiao Yao's sword was even faster.

Clang!

Clang, clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

After a flurry of flashing blades and crossing swords, Xiao Ting ended his attack. He stumbled backward, panting heavily.

Even if none of my attacks landed, Brother Xiao Yao, you must be just as tired as I am!

With that thought, Xiao Ting looked up at Xiao Yao, only to find him still perfectly at ease. Could someone at the Peak of Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer really possess such strength?

He found it unbelievable, and at the same time felt boundless pressure bearing down on him.

Zhu Ding's expression turned utterly grim. He hadn't expected Xiao Yao, with his Chaos Body, to reach this level in just seven short days.

If he gets nearly three more months, then Wang Teng, with his Emperor's Bearing, won't stand a chance against him!

A genius—an absolute genius. This is terrifying!

A faint smile tugged at Xiao Yao's lips. The credit for all this naturally went to his Saint tier bloodline, the Heavenly Spirit Eyes.

His eyes saw through every one of Xiao Ting's attacks, even revealing their weak points.

As a result, none of his counters took much effort.

"Haah... haah... haah..."

Xiao Ting stood in place, panting continuously. He was trying to decide whether to take the Hun Yuan Pill his father had given him.

Given how things stood, if he didn't take it, he was all but certain to lose.

When that happened, Xiao Yao would be free to do as he pleased with him.

The good days he'd enjoyed would be gone forever, and he might not even survive.

After thinking it through, Xiao Ting didn't hesitate. He summoned the Hun Yuan Pill from his Storage Ring and swallowed it as quickly as he could.

Even so, the clan members whose cultivation surpassed Xiao Ting's, as well as those sharp-eyed members of the Xiao Clan, all saw it!

"Did Xiao Ting just take a Dao Beginning Tier Hun Yuan Pill?"

"This old man remembers that it can greatly squeeze one's foundation. The more firmly established the foundation, the greater the improvement. But it only lasts ten minutes, and once the effects wear off, the backlash will damage one's foundation severely."

"That's not the point. The point is, why is he allowed to take pills during a duel? That's not fair!"

Many Xiao Clan members voiced their discontent.

Xiao Ting had completely abandoned all shame. He shouted loudly, "The rules never said we couldn't take pills, so Brother Xiao Yao can take one too!"

"Ting, force the pill out before it takes effect!" Xiao Yao said coldly.

It wasn't that he was being softhearted. He'd only intended to use this fight to teach Xiao Ting a lesson and put the clan members who looked down on him in their place. He hadn't planned on making Xiao Ting pay too steep a price.

After all, they were members of the same clan. They had to face each other every day.

Besides, given how things were going, he was bound to become the Xiao Clan's Clan Leader in the future. He could afford to show this much magnanimity.

Xiao Ting stared at Xiao Yao as if he were a fool and laughed maniacally. "Hahaha..."

"Brother Xiao Yao, do you think I'm stupid?"

"If I don't take the Hun Yuan Pill, how can I beat you? If I can't beat you, you'll definitely kill me, so I might as well kill you first."

[Beep! Sensing that Xiao Ting desperately wants to kill the host, the system task has been changed from "The host will seek out Xiao Ting for a match seven days from now" to "Kill Xiao Ting." Completing the task will grant an exceptionally powerful reward.]

Looking at Xiao Ting, whose eyes were nearly popping out of his head, Xiao Yao's gaze turned colder, suffused with killing intent.

As the saying went, kind words couldn't save someone bent on dying, and mercy couldn't save someone who chose to destroy himself.

Since Xiao Ting wanted so badly to kill him, he couldn't afford to be softhearted. He had to make Xiao Ting pay with his life—and besides, there was a reward for completing the task!

Zhu Ding slapped his forehead hard, furious beyond words. How could Xiao Ting be such an idiot?

By saying it out loud, he'd put Xiao Yao on guard and given him a chance to survive.

Unless Xiao Yao completely overwhelmed him with sheer strength.

But even Zhu Ding had no idea what other trump cards Xiao Yao still had.

Zzzzt!

Xiao Ting's aura stirred the breeze around him, and his cultivation surged to the Peak of Law Condensation Realm Ninth Layer.

[Beep! Host, Xiao Ting currently possesses the strength of the Sea Opening Realm First Layer.]

All right! Xiao Yao silently replied.

He immediately cast the Quasi-Immortal tier spell, No-Self. A faint silver-white glow instantly enveloped his entire body, making him look divinely extraordinary.

"What kind of move is that?"

"Could it be some sort of phenomenon possessed by the Chaos Body?"

"Whatever it is, I've never heard of it or seen it before."

Zhu Ding only had to glance at him to realize that Xiao Yao, too, now possessed the strength of the Sea Opening Realm First Layer.

He'd reached this level without taking a pill. Zhu Ding was deeply curious about what kind of move it was.

Whoosh!

Xiao Yao vanished from where he stood.

This time, even the Xiao Clan members at the Law Condensation Realm couldn't see his afterimage.

Those at the Sea Opening Realm—even those at the Peak of Sea Opening Realm Ninth Layer—could still only see Xiao Yao's afterimage.

Xiao Ting's eyes widened as he tried to make out Xiao Yao's position, but he couldn't see anything.

How is this possible?

I took the Hun Yuan Pill!

Slash!

In an instant, a gash appeared in the sleeve over Xiao Ting's arm, and blood gushed out.

Slash!

Slash, slash!

Slash, slash, slash!

After a rapid series of cuts, Xiao Ting's once-elegant, luxurious blue robe was in tatters. Blood soaked his entire body, making him look like a man drenched in gore.

The fight had turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Xiao Wei couldn't bear to watch, but as Xiao Ting's father, he still cried out loudly, tears filling his eyes. "Young Clan Leader, please spare Ting'er! This old man is willing to serve you like an ox or a horse!"

"You reap what you sow!" Xiao Yao's voice was utterly cold.

Xiao Wei's hands fell limply to his sides. He could indeed step in and stop Xiao Yao, but then he'd face the Young Clan Leader's master—the Lotus Sword Emperor.

But would there really be a place for him in the Xiao Clan's future?

The answer was clearly no. Having thought it through, Xiao Wei stood up at once.

Just then, with a sharp Shhk!, Xiao Ting's body was pierced through.

Another sharp Shhk! followed as Taiyan Sword was pulled free. With nothing left to support him, Xiao Ting fell to the ground with a thud.

[Beep! Congratulations, host! You have completed the task: Kill Xiao Ting. You have received 1,000,000 Low-grade spirit stones.]

Why did it give me spirit stones again? How is this an exceptionally powerful reward?

[Beep! Host, that's one million!]

Xiao Yao was at a loss for words. One million was certainly precious, but it wasn't the exceptionally powerful reward he had in mind.

At that moment, Xiao Wei leaped up and landed on the martial arts stage, shouting, "Ting'er!"

Whoosh!

Dongfang Xuetong, who had watched the entire fight, appeared beside Xiao Yao. Her gaze was icy, murder glinting in her eyes.

It was as if she were saying that if Xiao Wei dared lay a hand on Xiao Yao, she would destroy him.