Life and Death Divided

"Haha, die for me!" The Divine Envoy, holding an absolute advantage, refused to give Dongbo Xueying a moment to breathe. He lunged forward, his pair of axes sweeping horizontally in a brutal strike.

In mid-air, Dongbo Xueying suddenly twisted his body, his spear striking out like a viper emerging from its den!

Whoosh!

A single-handed flick-thrust! The spear was fast, its length utilized to the absolute limit, reaching the Divine Envoy's face in an instant.

"So ruthless, so fast." The pursuing Divine Envoy was shocked by the lethal spear thrust rushing toward him. How is his spear technique even faster? It wasn't this quick before!

He had no time to think; instinctively, he slammed his pair of Blood Axes together.

It was like two heavy gates closing, completely sealing off the path of the spear.

Bang.

The spear tip collided with the flat of the Blood Axes. Although this instantaneous single-handed flick-thrust prioritized speed and surprise over the raw power of a sweep or a heavy chop, it still made the Divine Envoy's axes tremble.

"You are the one who should die." As soon as Dongbo Xueying landed, he charged at the Divine Envoy again. Snowflakes drifted through the air as his spear transformed into a blur of phantoms, launching an assault.

Clang, clang, clang...

Hundreds of spear shadows enveloped the enemy in an instant, moving even faster than before.

The Divine Envoy was bewildered. He was defending purely on instinct, in a panicked state. He didn't even dare to trade blows, because the speed of Dongbo Xueying's spear technique made him feel that if he tried to counterattack, he would surely fail to defend. How could his spear speed skyrocket so much? Was he hiding his strength before? Damn it, how can such a young junior be this strong!

Bang!

After thrusting hundreds of times in a rage, Dongbo Xueying seized the momentum, spinning his spear to deliver a crushing blow toward the Divine Envoy's head.

The Divine Envoy hurriedly raised his pair of Blood Axes to block. With a loud bang, he felt a surging force transmit through the axes, forcing him to stagger backward.

Bang, bang, bang.

Dongbo Xueying alternated between crushing strikes, thrusts, and sweeps.

His spear was like a dragon connected to his own body, attacking again and again with frantic, extreme speed.

The Divine Envoy retreated continuously, his movements becoming distorted, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn apart rang in his ears as a spear tip instantly pierced through the gap between the two crossed Blood Axes.

Puchi!

The Divine Envoy's eyes widened to the size of saucers. The Blood Axes in his hands clattered to the ground, the sound echoing throughout the great hall.

Whoosh. Dongbo Xueying abruptly pulled out his spear. A large, bloody hole gaped in the Divine Envoy's throat, with blood gushing out incessantly. The man clutched his throat, eyes bulging, looking with lingering resentment at the black-clad youth radiating a terrifying aura. He had risen from the ranks of a great family's guard, known for his cruelty, and was honored with the title of 'Blood Axe Knight'.

For power, he would stop at nothing.

To obtain a top-tier Dou Qi cultivation method, he had slaughtered a team led by a young master of a great family, only obtaining the details after torture and interrogation.

For his divine weapon, the Blood Axes, he had wiped out an innocent family.

After being sent to the Xinhuo World to serve his sentence, he was approached by the Demon God's followers. They promised to help him escape and even gifted him a forbidden technique. He gritted his teeth, chose to betray the entire Xia Clan, and defected to the Demon God, becoming a Divine Envoy.

Having survived a near-death experience to return to the mortal world, his injuries had only just begun to heal, yet he was now dying at the hands of an obscure young spear master.

"You, you..." The Divine Envoy stared at Dongbo Xueying. Suddenly, he noticed the faint, blood-red aura swirling around the black-clad youth.

"Pre... Pre-ancient..." His eyes widened, but his vision was already turning black. Blood bubbled from his throat as he spoke. The Divine Envoy stared intensely at Dongbo Xueying. "I, submit, remember, my name is... Blood..."

His body convulsed, his knees went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. Blood began to pool slowly on the floor.

A generation of ruthless men, a figure akin to a demon to the common folk—

The Blood Axe Knight, 'Qiu Fan', had perished.

The others present did not even know his name, including the branch guardian 'Lu Huairu', who was unaware of the Divine Envoy's true origins. This was primarily because after the Blood Axe Knight escaped from the Xinhuo World, the Xia Clan had been hunting him, forcing him to keep his identity hidden.

The only person who had recognized Qiu Fan was Tang Xiong, who had lived for over 160 years, but unfortunately, Tang Xiong was already dead.

As for Dongbo Xueying, Yu Jingqiu, and Si Borong, none of them had recognized him; he was, after all, a formidable figure from a long time ago.

"You said 'Blood'?" Dongbo Xueying hadn't heard clearly. He shook his head slightly, looking at the corpse of the Divine Envoy. "Whoever you are, you are the first Title-level expert I have fought. I will remember you."

Saying this, Dongbo Xueying quickly removed the two rings from the Divine Envoy's fingers. Both were storage treasures, and he easily refined them with his Dou Qi.

"Such a large space."

Dongbo Xueying was surprised.

The space inside both rings was immense, one measuring three meters in length, width, and height, with the other being nearly identical. This was considered quite large for a storage artifact. Dongbo Xueying had always carried his Flying Snow Divine Spear disassembled on his back precisely because he lacked a sufficiently large storage item. After all, assembling and connecting the spear took time, which could be a disadvantage at critical moments.

"Now I don't need to disassemble it; I can use it at any time. Plus, I can carry more short spears." Dongbo Xueying revealed a faint smile; this was something that pleased him. He then began to inspect the items inside the two rings.

Gold notes, throwing knives, shields, axes, bottles and jars, food, wine...

There were quite a lot of items; after all, with three meters of space in every dimension, it was essentially a mobile mini-warehouse.

The entire great hall was silent.

Yu Jingqiu and Si Borong, who had been hiding behind a pillar in the corner, held their breath as they watched the scene in the distance. Amidst the backdrop of countless drifting snowflakes, the terrifying Divine Envoy, who had been shrouded in black aura, had his throat pierced through by a spear! Dongbo Xueying stood to the side, pulling his spear free.

"Dongbo Xueying actually won?" Si Borong held his breath. In truth, once the Divine Envoy unleashed his forbidden technique and Dongbo Xueying's Strength Bloodline erupted, he could no longer follow the battle between the two.

Because it was too fast.

Those who have not reached the Title-level are merely ants before a Title-level expert.

The Title-level... that is where one truly begins to walk their own path; some of the top-tier experts are even on par with Transcendence lifeforms!

"So strong. This Dongbo Xueying is too strong. He is only twenty-two?" Yu Jingqiu was also stunned. She had seen many young talents at Changfeng Academy and was herself hailed as a favored daughter of heaven, yet she realized... this Dongbo Xueying was the most remarkable genius she had ever encountered: a twenty-two-year-old Title-level powerhouse.

Furthermore, just moments ago, he had killed another powerful Title-level existence head-on.

Yu Jingqiu felt a sense of admiration rise within her. In truth, she also felt grateful, for Dongbo Xueying had, in a sense, saved her.

"Lord Divine Envoy, the great Divine Envoy has been defeated? He is dead?" Hiding in the distance, Lu Huairu was dazed. As he looked at the corpse of the Divine Envoy lying on the ground in the distance, blood flowing from his body, a chill gripped his heart.

The three-layered gates of the great hall had already descended; previously, to ensure these intruders could not escape, the hall had been completely sealed!

It would take too long to reopen the gates, and those experts sent by Dragon Mountain Tower... especially that Dongbo Xueying, would likely kill him in an instant.

"It's over."

Lu Huairu did not think to beg for mercy.

Because as the branch master of the Demon God's Qinghe Prefecture Branch, his identity ensured that no one would dare to spare him!

"Damn it, damn it, damn Dragon Mountain Tower." Lu Huairu swept a venomous gaze over the three people outside, while a strange disc appeared in his hand. He let out a crazed, bone-chilling, shrill laugh that echoed through the hall, "Hahaha... let us all perish together! Great Demon God, I am coming!"

Simultaneously, he violently rotated the disc in his hand.

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