Seizure and Rout

Seizure and Rout

The Everlasting Battle Soul was also a great demon. He was young enough that his blood and qi surged like tempestuous waves.

This axe strike carried the utmost power of the first level of the Immortal Platform realm, showing just how fiercely the rage in his heart burned.

Faced with the might of an eruption from someone of the same realm, Canghai Old Man's brow suddenly split open.

Canghai Old Man was from the same generation as Bai Yuanshan and was exceedingly familiar with the Everlasting Battle Soul. With his current depleted blood and qi, it was already impossible for him to accomplish anything more.

A spirit mirror flew from his split brow. The mirror spun through the air like a top.

Clang!

Amid a crisp tremor, Canghai Old Man followed the momentum downward and grabbed Bai Mochen by the crown of his head.

The sudden change caught everyone completely off guard.

"Exquisite Mirror!"

Bai Qubo also tore through the air. Upon seeing that mirror, he cried out in alarm, "Uncle, stop..."

In his shock, he saw Bai Mochen's blood and qi suddenly drain away. His entire body split apart like a dried corpse.

No one had expected Canghai Old Man to be so vicious, devouring his own disciple's blood and qi to replenish the power needed to activate the Exquisite Mirror.

"Damn it!"

Bai Qubo's eyes bulged with fury, bloodshot veins spreading across them.

Yet he could only watch from afar as his nephew's blood essence was drained dry. With a wave of his hand, a pagoda condensed into being and smashed toward Canghai Old Man.

Seeing this scene, the surviving cultivators likewise revealed undisguised malice and hatred in their eyes.

Even a tiger would not eat its cubs. This Canghai Old Man was worse than a beast!

This was a demon!

Riding the momentum of his descent, the Everlasting Battle Soul swung his mountain-cleaving axe again. The force whipped up long white waves across Mirror Lake. Canghai Old Man rode that force, breaking through wind and waves!

"Watch out!"

Bai Ningbing's eyes narrowed as he shouted.

Canghai Old Man's target was unmistakably Chen Qiye.

His blood and qi surged again. A distance of several hundred meters was as nothing beneath his feet, and he crossed it in an instant.

"Uncle..." Little Nannan cried out in terror, but before her voice faded, there came a deafening boom.

Chen Qiye shot into the air and raised his sword to block. The Nameless Immortal Sword trembled with hissing sounds. As he lifted his hand, he fiercely struck out with his palm.

Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use!

As a dragon's roar resounded, the Nameless Immortal Sword flew from his hand.

"So what if you have an imperial weapon? A mere Wheel of Life cultivator is nothing but an ant, hahaha!"

Canghai Old Man threw back his head and laughed, allowing Chen Qiye's palm strike to hit him. His white robes billowed backward beneath the force of Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use. Then, having seized the sword, Canghai Old Man soared into the sky and swept it horizontally at the Everlasting Battle Soul's mountain-cleaving axe. The sword's might alone rolled up endless killing intent, directly splitting open half the valley.

"Break!" Canghai Old Man's laughter continued unabated as he spoke.

The Exquisite Mirror abruptly spun in the air, and a streak of light curved back beneath his feet, carrying him a hundred meters away in an instant.

"Everlasting Battle Soul, I may not match you in combat power, but even ten of you couldn't catch up to me in speed!"

Canghai Old Man laughed wildly. "Two dead disciples in exchange for an imperial weapon today. Worth it, worth it... Hahaha!"

He could barely suppress the soaring excitement in his heart. The hatred over his disciples, his resentment toward that woman, and the peril facing Northern Azure Grotto-Heaven were all nothing but piles of bones before an ultimate imperial weapon, stripped of even the slightest value.

Having taken the Nameless Immortal Sword, Canghai Old Man did not linger for a moment before leaving at full speed.

"Old dog, don't run!" The Everlasting Battle Soul roared furiously. Countless rays of purple light burst from the scales covering his body as he gave chase like a madman.

The sudden turn of events was beyond imagination. The other surviving cultivators let out sighs of relief. With Canghai Old Man fleeing, they had finally kept their lives.

When they looked at Chen Qiye again, their feelings became incomparably complicated.

The cultivators who had initially thought Chen Qiye was simply waiting for death all flushed with shame. So he had been doing everything he could to activate the imperial weapon...

"Sorry!"

"I apologize!"

Some clasped their hands and apologized, some remained silent, and some showed regret in their eyes...

They had survived, but Chen Qiye had lost an ultimate imperial weapon. In terms of value, all their lives combined were not worth as much as one ultimate imperial weapon.

Ding! Prompt: Does the host wish to recall the Nameless Immortal Sword?

Listening to the system prompt in his mind, Chen Qiye secretly laughed. Not yet.

He had used the Heavenly Sword Intent to activate the Nameless Immortal Sword, making it appear overwhelmingly powerful, but his realm was ultimately too low for him to truly display the full might of an ultimate imperial weapon. Instead, it would draw the attention of those with ulterior motives.

A common man was innocent, but possession of a jade made him guilty. Chen Qiye understood this principle deeply.

Canghai Old Man's forceful seizure of the Nameless Immortal Sword had not caused Chen Qiye any loss. On the contrary, it had helped him greatly to a certain extent.

Once news of the ultimate imperial weapon spread, it would surely cause a massive uproar. With Northern Azure Grotto-Heaven's foundation, it would be absolutely impossible for them to protect Canghai Old Man.

Then Canghai Old Man would face endless pursuit.

"Brother Chen, don't worry. Elder Changsheng will definitely recover the imperial weapon!" Having survived the calamity, Bai Ningbing let out a breath and consoled him.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Su Manman's expression eased somewhat.

Ye Guxue supported himself with his square greatsword. Clearly, that palm strike had wounded him severely.

Lu Junchu recalled the Blue Tribulation Longsword. Dots of blood stained her white robes, and against her ethereal, peerless beauty, she resembled a white lotus stained red. Her voice was calm and pleasant.

"Brother Chen, could you be a descendant of a Great Emperor?"

Only then did everyone realize that Chen Qiye was merely at the Other Shore of the Wheel of Life realm, yet he could activate an ultimate imperial weapon.

Hearing Lu Junchu's words, the cultivators present were moved. A descendant of a Great Emperor—what an exalted status!

"No, that can't be right. The Yuhua Emperor attained the Dao and became Emperor through a Feathering Divine Diagram, sweeping across a hundred thousand years. Since then, there has been no other Emperor in heaven and earth..."

Bai Ningbing's eyes were filled with confusion.

Chen Qiye shook his head and smiled. "Brother Bai, Brother Ye, Miss Lu... there is no need to speculate. I am not a descendant of a Great Emperor. In truth, I have already entered the Dao Palace realm. Otherwise, I would not have been able to activate it."

As he spoke, his aura spread outward. It was indeed the Dao Palace realm.

The successive gains in emotion points had raised Chen Qiye's realm once more. He was now a ninth-stage Martial Spirit, equivalent to the first secret realm of the Dao Palace.

He was only one step away from becoming a Martial King.

Everyone was moved upon hearing this.

They had not expected Chen Qiye to dare break through amid such danger.

"This boy's Dao heart is likely as firm as rock..."

"Chen Qiye?"

"That makes sense. He possesses an ultimate imperial weapon. Even if he is not a descendant of a Great Emperor, his identity and background must be extraordinarily terrifying..."

"With a single sword strike at the Other Shore of the Wheel of Life realm, he killed Fu Zhan at the fifth secret realm of the Dao Palace. This boy must be a peerless prodigy!"

Without the threat of death hanging over them, the cultivators carefully recalled the might of Chen Qiye's sword strike that had slain Fu Zhan. That was not something an ordinary genius could accomplish.

Some had previously thought Chen Qiye arrogant and overconfident. Now it seemed that they themselves had underestimated this Wheel of Life cultivator.

An ultimate imperial weapon and unparalleled sword intent—neither was anything short of shocking.

"Brother Ye and Miss Lu are both injured. We should return to Orchid Manor first!"

Bai Ningbing asked Chen Qiye. Since Canghai Old Man had fled and the Everlasting Battle Soul and Bai Qubo had gone after him, there was no point in waiting here.

"Mm." Chen Qiye nodded, took Little Nannan into his arms, and wore such a calm expression that everyone secretly marveled.

It was as though what had been taken from him was not an ultimate imperial weapon, but a worthless piece of scrap metal.

However, that did not change the fact that he had slain Fu Zhan, who was at the fifth secret realm of the Dao Palace, with a sword strike while at the Other Shore of the Wheel of Life realm.

After this battle, the name Chen Qiye would finally spread, stirring wave after wave across Phoenix Cry Three Thousand Li...