"Hahaha, die!" The Divine Envoy, who had the overwhelming advantage, gave Dongbo Xueying no chance to catch his breath. He charged at him just as swiftly, swinging both axes straight across.
Dongbo Xueying twisted sharply in midair, his spear darting out like a snake from its hole!
Whoosh!
A one-handed thrust! The spear was fast, its length put to full use. In an instant, its tip was thrust straight toward the Divine Envoy's face.
"So fierce, so fast." The Divine Envoy, charging after him, felt his heart jolt as the deadly thrust came straight at him. "How did his spear technique get even faster? It wasn't this fast before!"
He had no time to think. Instinctively, he brought his two Blood Axes together at once.
Like two great doors slamming shut, they completely blocked the spear's path.
Bang.
The spearhead struck the flat of the Blood Axes. A one-handed thrust like that relied on speed and surprise, and its force was far inferior to moves like a pull, a sweep, or a chop. Even so, the Divine Envoy felt his axes shudder.
"You're the one who should die." The instant Dongbo Xueying landed, he charged at the Divine Envoy again. Snowflakes drifted through the air as his spear blurred into motion, launching a flurry of attacks.
Clang, clang, clang...
A hundred spear shadows enveloped the Divine Envoy in an instant, moving even faster than before.
The Divine Envoy was stunned. He could only defend himself on instinct, desperately fending off the attacks. He didn't even dare to counterattack anymore. Dongbo Xueying's spear technique was so fast that the Divine Envoy felt he might not be able to defend himself if he tried to trade blows. How could his spear technique have become so much faster? Had he been hiding his strength before? Damn it, how could someone so young be this strong!
Bang!
After thrusting furiously hundreds of times, Dongbo Xueying followed through with a spinning overhead strike, bringing his spear down at the Divine Envoy.
The Divine Envoy raised both Blood Axes to block it. With a bang, he felt a surging force travel through them, and staggered backward.
Bang, bang, bang.
Dongbo Xueying struck down, thrust, and swept.
His spear was like a roaming dragon connected to his body, attacking again and again with furious speed.
The Divine Envoy kept retreating. His movements were starting to fall apart, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
Whoosh!
The sound of the air splitting rang in his ears. A spearhead shot through the gap between his crossed Blood Axes.
With a wet squelch!
The Divine Envoy's eyes widened. One of the Blood Axes clattered to the floor, its sound echoing through the hall.
Whoosh. Dongbo Xueying yanked his spear free. A gaping hole in the Divine Envoy's throat poured blood. Clutching at his neck, the man stared wide-eyed at the black-clad young man radiating a terrifying aura. He had risen step by step from being a guard for a powerful clan, earning a reputation for brutality and the title of Blood Axe Knight.
He had stopped at nothing for power.
For a superior Battle Qi manual, he had slaughtered a troop led by a young master from a powerful clan, torturing and interrogating them until he obtained the full manual.
For the divine weapon Blood Axe, he had slaughtered an innocent family.
After being sent to the Xinhuo World to serve his sentence, he had been approached by the Demon God's followers. They promised to help him escape and gave him a forbidden technique. At last, he had gritted his teeth and chosen to betray the entire Xia Clan, joining the Demon God as one of his envoys.
He had risked his life to escape back to the mortal world. His injuries had barely healed, yet he was going to die at the hands of an obscure young Spear Technique Master.
"You... you..." The Divine Envoy stared at Dongbo Xueying. Then he noticed a faint, blood-red aura circling the black-clad young man.
"Prim... Primordial..." His eyes widened, but darkness was already closing in. Blood spilled from his mouth as he struggled to speak. Staring at Dongbo Xueying with wide eyes, the Divine Envoy said, "I... submit... remember... my name is... Blood..."
His body jerked. His knees buckled, and he fell limply to the ground with a thud. Blood slowly spread across the floor around him.
A generation of ambitious men, a demonic figure in the eyes of ordinary people—
Blood Axe Knight Qiu Fan had met his end.
None of the others present even knew his name. Not even Lu Huairu, the branch guardian, knew the Divine Envoy's true identity! The main reason was that after Blood Axe Knight escaped from the Xinhuo World, the Xia Clan had pursued him, so he had never dared reveal anything about himself.
The only person who had recognized Qiu Fan was Tang Xiong, who had lived for more than a hundred and sixty years. Sadly, Tang Xiong was already dead.
As for Dongbo Xueying, Yu Jingqiu, and Si Borong, none of them recognized him. He had been a powerful figure from long ago, after all.
"Your name is Blood?" Dongbo Xueying hadn't heard him clearly. He shook his head slightly as he looked at the Divine Envoy's corpse. "Whoever you were, you were the first Title-level opponent I ever fought. I'll remember you."
As he spoke, Dongbo Xueying swiftly removed the Divine Envoy's two rings. Both were storage treasures, and he easily refined them with Battle Qi.
"What a huge space."
Dongbo Xueying was a little surprised.
Both rings had enormous storage spaces. One was about three meters in length, width, and height, and the other was nearly as large. That was exceptionally spacious for a storage treasure. Dongbo Xueying had always carried his Flying Snow Divine Spear disassembled on his back because he didn't have a storage treasure large enough to hold it. Taking it apart and putting it back together took time, which could be a hindrance at a crucial moment.
"I won't need to take it apart anymore. I can use it whenever I want, and I can carry more short spears, too." Dongbo Xueying smiled. It was a welcome discovery. Then he checked the contents of the two rings.
Gold notes, throwing knives, shields, axes, bottles and jars, food, wine...
There was quite a lot inside. After all, each ring had a space three meters in every dimension; they were practically mobile storerooms.
The hall was utterly silent.
Yu Jingqiu and Si Borong, who had hidden behind a pillar in a corner, watched the scene in the distance with bated breath. Amid the swirling snow, the terrifying Divine Envoy, surrounded by black currents, had been pierced through the throat by a spear! Dongbo Xueying stood nearby, pulling his spear free.
"Dongbo Xueying actually won?" Si Borong held his breath. Ever since the Divine Envoy had used his forbidden technique and Dongbo Xueying's Strength Bloodline had erupted, Si Borong hadn't been able to follow their battle at all.
It was too fast.
Anyone below Title-level was an ant before a Title-level expert.
Title-level... That was when a person truly began to forge their own path. Some of the very best could even rival Transcendent beings!
"He's so strong. Dongbo Xueying is unbelievably strong. He's only twenty-two?" Yu Jingqiu was shaken. At Changfeng Academy, she had met many talented young people, and she herself had been hailed as a heaven-sent prodigy. But now she realized... Dongbo Xueying was the most extraordinary genius she had ever met: a Title-level expert at just twenty-two.
And moments ago, he had killed another powerful Title-level expert in a head-on fight.
Yu Jingqiu couldn't help admiring him. She was grateful, too, since Dongbo Xueying had saved her.
"The Divine Envoy... the great Divine Envoy lost? He's dead?" Lu Huairu, hiding in the distance, was stunned. Looking at the Divine Envoy's corpse lying on the floor, blood pooling around it, he felt his heart turn cold.
The three sets of gates in the hall had already come down. To keep the intruders from escaping, the hall had been sealed completely!
Raising the gates again would take too long. Those experts sent by Dragon Mountain Tower... especially Dongbo Xueying, could probably kill him in an instant.
"It's over."
Lu Huairu had never considered begging for mercy.
As the master of the Demon God's Qinghe Prefecture Branch, his identity meant that no one would dare let him go!
"Damn it, damn it, damn Dragon Mountain Tower!" Lu Huairu glared venomously at the three people outside. A strange disc appeared in his hand, and he let out a shrill, deranged laugh that echoed through the hall. "Hahaha... Let's all die together! Great Demon God, I'm coming!"
At the same time, he suddenly twisted the disc in his hand.
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