Divine radiance flowed around him, enhanced by the rhythm of the Dao.
At this mont, Ye Tianling was handso and cold, wickedly charming and unrestrained. His deanor was unparalleled, his talent brilliant beyond compare. His face was like divine jade, possessing a transcendent Spiritual quality.
A strange Immortal Light from the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique flowed over every inch of his skin, making him resemble a Spirit Body, a peerless and incomparably dazzling Sword Embryo.
The Cultivators who had been denigrating Ye Tianling all fell silent!
This was a weakling at the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm—a Realm they would normally dismiss as ant-like.
Yet now... a single strike from him had unleashed the Battle Power of the Half-step Ancestor Dao!
How could such a person not be a match for Long Cangqian? How could he not be capable of wreaking havoc on the Cyan Dragon Race?
"Tianling... why did you co..."
Ouyang Ruoxue’s body trembled. Bloody tears stread from her eyes as her voice choked with sobs.
"I ca to take you ho."
Ye Tianling said softly.
His voice was exceedingly gentle.
On his otherwise ice-cold and ruthless face, a profound tenderness appeared—one that could lt ancient glaciers.
"I ca to take you ho."
That one simple sentence completely broke through Ouyang Ruoxue’s defenses.
She felt that all her suffering, all her exhaustion, had been worth it.
"Take her ho? In this wide world, do you think you can still have a ho?"
The world fell silent.
Then, beside Ouyang Ruoxue, Ouyang Qinglian wore a complicated expression, not daring to directly face Ye Tianling’s fearso might.
Yet Ouyang Ruoshuang had already spoken, her words dripping with sarcasm.
"In this wide world, wherever I, Ye Tianling, set my sights, that place can be my ho! My will is the rule! Those who follow prosper; those who defy die!"
Ye Tianling responded coldly.
At the sa ti, his gaze locked onto Ouyang Ruoshuang.
"’Those who follow prosper; those who defy die?’ How arrogant! Let’s see if you have the power to back up those words!"
Ouyang Ruoshuang sneered. With a swift backhand, she sent Ouyang Qinglian flying and snapped, "Useless trash! Afraid to make a move? The Cangqian Divine Son is waiting!"
As she spoke, her hand shot out and grabbed Ouyang Ruoxue’s black hair.
Her movents were swift. In an instant, she had seized Ouyang Ruoxue’s bloodstained hair. With a vicious yank, she pulled Ouyang Ruoxue down to the ground and prepared to drag her over to Long Cangqian.
This scene plunged the entire area into a deathly silence.
"Bitch, you’re courting death!"
Ye Tianling’s eyes turned blood-red as his figure flashed like lightning!
The Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword in his hand suddenly unleashed a terrifying Absolute Kill Power!
It was the Attack and Kill Technique of the Nine Swords of Dugu, the fastest Slaughter Technique in existence!
"A re Half-step Sword Spirit dares to be so arrogant—"
Ouyang Ruoshuang snorted, gathering her Returning Butterfly Sword Spirit and forming a Void Sword Soul to unleash a strike as profound as the Great Dao itself.
Her gaze was icy, her eyes like cold stars. It seed as if the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands resonated with her strike!
A world-stunning strike born from heaven-shaking talent.
This was the invincible bearing of a Saintess. A casual strike could create Dao Marks and earn the recognition of the Heaven and Earth Laws!
Ye Tianling, however, ignored all this. He infused his Dugu Sword Intent with less than one ten-thousandth of the Holy Dao Energy from the Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword.
Dugu Sword Intent was solitary, absolute—a Killing Soul.
"WHOOSH—"
It was a peerless strike.
Unleashed from a Sacred Artifact, an invincible Holy Soldier, its Battle Power had long since shattered the Nine Forbidden Shackles, surpassing them by an imasurable degree.
"PFFT—"
Ye Tianling mounted no defense. He directly deployed his Five-clawed Golden Dragon Soul, which devoured her attack like a whale swallowing water. Manifesting the phantom of a Soul-locking Divine Tower and transforming the attack into sothing akin to Space-Ti Power, it instantly consud the Energy of Ouyang Ruoshuang’s strike. At the sa ti, his sword struck the center of Ouyang Ruoshuang’s brow.
The sword had locked onto her brow and pierced it in an instant.
"BOOM—"
The Power of Destruction erupted; Ye Tianling intended to kill Ouyang Ruoshuang outright.
Yet, even as a re sliver of the sword’s Holy Dao Power spread out, Ouyang Ruoshuang sohow managed to struggle free.
"PFFT—"
The hand Ouyang Ruoshuang had used to grab Ouyang Ruoxue was severed. It exploded in the void, consud by Samadhi True Fire until nothing but ash remained!
anwhile, two seven-colored butterfly wings burst from Ouyang Ruoshuang’s body. They shimred with iridescent light before flashing and sinking back into her shoulders, instantly extinguishing the Samadhi True Fire on her severed arm.
Although her arm didn’t grow back imdiately, her injuries had already healed by more than half.
His first attempt—what should have been a fatal blow—had failed!
Ye Tianling grabbed Ouyang Ruoxue and pulled her into his embrace.
It was the real Ouyang Ruoxue, not a trap—perhaps they never believed Ye Tianling had the ability to snatch her away right in front of them!
Ye Tianling’s heart sank.
While his heart ached for Ouyang Ruoxue, his mood grew heavy. He had failed to kill a re, ordinary Saintess in a single blow!
He was deeply unsatisfied with his own performance.
Ye Tianling didn’t know just how earth-shattering his attack had been, how it had stunned everyone present.
They were all Saint Sons and Saintesses; a battle between them should never be so one-sided!
Yet Ye Tianling’s move had devoured Ouyang Ruoshuang’s attack, leaving him completely unhard!
And with a second strike, he had nearly killed her!
His Battle Power was too terrifying!
All doubt vanished from the onlookers’ eyes, but at the sa ti, it was replaced by deep confusion. Why hadn’t powerful figures like Saintess Returning Butterfly intervened when Ye Tianling attacked?
"You want to take her away? You’re not worthy!"
Ouyang Ruoshuang’s expression was sinister and cold, but a hint of dread and terror now showed in her eyes.
Beside her, Ouyang Ruobing stepped into her position and took her place, her pair of icy eyes locking directly onto Ye Tianling.
She stood there, blocking Ye Tianling’s path.
"Ruoxue, if I make a move on them, I won’t show any rcy, you know. They’re your sisters, so I held back in that last strike. I just didn’t expect them to be so ungrateful, so reckless with their own lives!"
Ye Tianling said gently, holding Ouyang Ruoxue in his arms.
"Tianling... I... I’m not worth you doing all this. A forbidden technique was placed on my body and Soul. I’ll soon beco a Puppet, and I might even suddenly lash out and try to kill you..."
Blood stread from Ouyang Ruoxue’s eyes, and a trickle of it flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The blood-red Order Chains on her body pulsed with light, twisting again and again as they bored into her body and Soul, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
"That won’t happen. This is an Ancient Forbidden Technique called the Ancient Soul Extinction Forbidden. I can heal it."
Ye Tianling said calmly.
"You’re lying. I can see the tears deep in your eyes. Tianling, thank you... for giving the happiest days of my life..."
Ouyang Ruoxue murmured softly.
At that mont, Ouyang Ruoshuang suddenly launched an attack.
"Kill!"
Ye Tianling swung the Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword and gave it a direct command.
"VMMMM—"
The Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword humd and flew out on its own, unleashing a terrifying Power of Slaughter!
"PFFT—"
Ouyang Ruoshuang, who had just made her move, along with Ouyang Ruobing who attacked at the sa ti, were both locked onto by the Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword’s supre battle intent for slaughter. A single strike pierced through both of their brows.
This ti, the sword skewered them both, sending blood splattering for dozens of feet!
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