"Bang!"
As he descended, Xiao Yan slammed the heavy ruler in his hand onto the ground beside Zhao Xian. Dust billowed up, and huge cracks, like spider webs, rapidly spread out from where the ruler had landed.
"Pfft..."
Beside him, Zhao Xian's pale face suddenly flushed red, and then with a "pfft," he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood. Immediately after the blood was spit out, Zhao Xian's aura quickly weakened.
Looking coldly at Zhao Xian, whose face was as pale as paper, Xiao Yan's expression was stern. With a wave of his hand, a surge of Spiritual Strength swept through, and a severed arm fell into Xiao Yan's hand a few breaths later.
Lying on the ground like a corpse, Zhao Xian saw the severed arm in Xiao Yan's hand, and a deep resentment welled up on his extremely pale face.
His blood-stained crimson lips trembled slightly, and a hoarse, strained voice slowly escaped Zhao Xian's lips.
" Xiao Yan... you... despicable..."
Upon hearing these words from Zhao Xian, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a strange expression appearing on his face. Then, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he sneered:
"Heh, despicable? Hearing you say that makes me a little uncomfortable. After all, if we're talking about despicable, I, a Half-Emperor, am nowhere near as despicable as you, a powerful Dou Di."
Zhao Xian naturally understood the meaning behind Xiao Yan's words, and immediately, his pale face turned ashen.
"Laugh..."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan picked up the giant black ruler stuck in the ground, turned the tip of the ruler, and held it above Zhao Xian's head. If Xiao Yan exerted a little force with his hand holding the ruler, the huge ruler would mercilessly smash down on Zhao Xian's head.
Feeling a chilling gust of wind emanating from above, making his scalp tingle, Zhao Xian felt a slight shiver run down his spine. A chill ran through him, and he gritted his teeth, his fierce gaze unflinchingly fixed on Xiao Yan. He forced a stern voice and said:
"Hmph, Xiao Yan, even if you manage to kill me today, you won't leave here alive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xian's Dou Qi suddenly became violent. His body, already frail from his severe injuries, began to explode rapidly, as if he were about to self-destruct.
"Heh, what, trying to threaten me with self-destruction?"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan sneered, and then, contrary to what he had done, he withdrew the giant ruler from his hand.
"Hmph, do you really dare to kill me?"
Seeing that Xiao Yan had withdrawn the giant ruler, Zhao Xian naturally paid no more attention to what Xiao Yan had said, only believing that Xiao Yan would not dare to make a move again.
After all, as Xiao Yan said, he was a powerful Dou Di expert. If he were to self-destruct, the power would be so great that even if Xiao Yan was at his peak, he would have to pay a heavy price to withstand the self-destruction of a Dou Di expert, even if he didn't die.
"Heh, so what if he's a Dou Di expert? Since he's already severely injured, then I'll kill him!"
With a cold laugh, Xiao Yan's Dou Qi surged, and as he swung the giant ruler in his hand, a deafening Xiao Yan roar resounded from his mouth.
"Roar!!!"
The moment the roar was heard, a powerful Spiritual Strength swept out, transforming into an invisible wave that swept over Zhao Xian's body. At the same time, the power contained in the dragon's roar caused Zhao Xian to lose his senses for a moment, and the violent Dou Qi within his body also paused for a moment.
And then immediately afterward...
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Zhao Xian's body was once again blasted away by Xiao Yan.
"Heh, self-destruct? As long as you stay unconscious like this, let's see how you manage to self-destruct!"
As a low, cold laugh escaped his lips, Xiao Yan reappeared above Zhao Xian's head, opening his mouth wide and unleashing another deafening dragon roar.
The void trembled, and Zhao Xian, who was already seriously injured, could not withstand the dragon's roar even more. Before he could recover, the dragon's roar struck again, causing him to lose his senses once more. His fighting Dou Qi remained stagnant, while Xiao Yan's giant ruler slammed down mercilessly once more.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After being bombarded more than ten times, under the relentless pounding of the giant ruler, every bone in Zhao Xian's body was shattered. Zhao Xian's breath became weak and feeble under the constant bombardment, making him appear as if he were already dead.
"Bang!"
When Xiao Yan's giant ruler fell again, it slammed heavily into Zhao Xian's chest, which had already become a dent.
With this strike, it was clear that the tip of the heavy ruler had almost pierced through Zhao Xian's back, and the only remaining fragment of his brocade robe on his back was also shattered by this blow.
As his bones broke, blood gushed from his torn spine, and Zhao Xian's life force completely dissipated within a foot of his back.
"Call..."
As Zhao Xian's aura completely dissipated into the world, Xiao Yan, who had been in a state of high energy expenditure, finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.
But as he rested, a fleeting, almost imperceptible glint of cold light flashed deep within Xiao Yan's eyes.
Slowly relaxing his body, Xiao Yan stared straight ahead, letting Xiao Yan Zhao Xian's lifeless corpse fall from the void. In a flash, the giant ruler in his hand was stored in his Storage Ring.
His slightly pale face showed signs of exhaustion; the fierce attack just now seemed to have indeed taken a toll on Xiao Yan.
With his legs crossed, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in the void, his tired eyes slowly closing as he gradually entered a meditative state.
However, at the same time, the void behind Xiao Yan slowly distorted, and a thin, somewhat ethereal figure appeared behind Xiao Yan like a ghost.
This person was none other than Zhao Xian's soul.
Under Xiao Yan's fierce attack, Zhao Xian's body was indeed severely damaged. Helpless, he had to hide. However, seeing Xiao Yan enter a state of cultivation right in front of him, this gave Zhao Xian a golden opportunity!
In this state, Zhao Xian was confident that he could kill Xiao Yan with a single blow before Xiao Yan could react. At that time, he could not only retrieve his Storage Ring, but also kill Xiao Yan and obtain the Heavenly Flames from his body. It was a win-win situation, so why not?
Greed arose in his heart, and Zhao Xian immediately approached Xiao Yan slowly, his palm forming a blade, aiming at Xiao Yan's neck, ready to strike.
But in the next moment, Zhao Xian's pale face suddenly changed drastically.
Xiao Yan, who had already entered a state of cultivation, suddenly had a brilliant flame rise from his body without warning. When Zhao Xian came to his senses, he discovered that even in the void around him, seven black curtains had appeared at some unknown time, forming an encirclement around him.