Chapter 602: Dragon Blood Saint Body, War Dragon Dao

The millions of beastmen stared at the head in Ye Wushuang’s hand and panicked.

The disdain and ridicule in their eyes turned to terror.

Right in front of two Divine Silence Level Second Layer and eight Divine Silence Level First Layer experts, Ye Wushuang had actually killed the king of their Beastman Empire.

No words could describe the shock and terror filling the hearts of the countless beastmen. They didn’t even know what to do.

"You little bastard! I’ll tear you to shreds!"

The Divine Silence Level elder flew into a rage. His roar echoed through the heavens as he charged forward like an angry dragon.

Demonic Light flickered across his body as it transformed. He sent a volley of strikes at Ye Wushuang, each Palm Seal like a star containing the power of the heavens and the earth.

"Flay him alive! Avenge the king!"

The other beastman experts were also thoroughly enraged. Their killing intent shot to the sky as demonic patterns erupted from their bodies, transforming into various weapons of slaughter that they used to hack and slash at him.

Ye Wushuang watched them, calm and composed. A leisurely smile touched his lips. ’Attacking now? Too bad. The Soul Transformation Level is no longer a challenge for me, but the Divine Silence Level might be a little interesting!’

Ye Wushuang muttered to himself. His voice wasn’t loud, but every beastman below could hear him.

’He’s lost his mind! This Ye Wushuang is completely insane! He’s facing ten Divine Silence Level experts and eighteen Soul Transformation Level Nirvana Great Powers, yet a mere Profound Level cultivator like him dares to say it’s not a challenge!’

Everyone thought Ye Wushuang had gone mad, that his arrogance knew no bounds.

"Don’t get too arrogant! Or you won’t even get the chance to kneel and beg for mercy!"

The besieging beastman experts heard him as well, and their expressions turned foul. They had been utterly scorned by Ye Wushuang.

’We must kill him. Otherwise, the Beastman Empire will become a laughingstock!’

All the beastman experts secretly swore an oath. Their attacks grew even more fierce and terrifying. If Ye Wushuang wanted to be arrogant, they would make him pay the price.

"I am arrogant. What can you do about it?"

Ye Wushuang couldn’t care less. He chuckled, then raised his head to the Firmament.

"Kid, you want to undergo your Crossing the Tribulation here?"

From within the Chaos Space, the Dragon Cat noticed Ye Wushuang’s intentions and asked the question.

Inside the Purgatory Demon Furnace, Ye Wushuang had not only forged the Dragon Blood Saint Body, but his Cultivation had also leaped from the First Layer of the Profound Level all the way to Half-Step Nirvana, opening the connection between his Dantian and Divine Court.

If he wished, he could trigger the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation and break through to the Nirvana Realm at any moment.

Ye Wushuang gave a noncommittal nod.

Seeing this, the Dragon Cat quickly said, "Kid, don’t be hasty. Don’t forget, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation is Heaven’s creation. If it senses you’re Crossing the Tribulation, Lord Cat would be shocked if it didn’t pull some dirty tricks. Without thorough preparations, you should hold off for now."

"Dirty tricks?"

A Divine Light flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. ’It’s true. I’ve already made an enemy of Heaven. There’s no guarantee it won’t try something underhanded during the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.’

’Looks like breaking through to the Nirvana Realm will have to wait. But since I’ve already angered this bunch of trash, it’s the perfect opportunity to test the true power of my Dragon Blood Saint Body!’

Ye Wushuang stared at the charging experts as the golden light around him grew incandescent, piercing the void like a sharp sword.

His body gradually became ethereal.

"Dragon Blood Saint Body, War Dragon Dao!"

He let out a low shout and, like a golden War God, charged directly into the oncoming pillars of light.

’Is he trying to get himself killed?’

The beastmen below stared at the battle above. When they saw Ye Wushuang charge suicidally into the sky full of attacks, they were all stunned.

These were the combined attacks of ten Divine Silence Level and eighteen Soul Transformation Level experts. Even a Third Layer Divine Silence Level Great Power who had achieved the Divinization of their internal organs would be utterly annihilated!

They refused to believe that Ye Wushuang could be stronger than a Third Layer Divine Silence Level expert.

No matter how heaven-defying his Combat Power was, he could only die!

However, the instant that thought formed, their pupils shrank again, as if they were witnessing the impossible.

As Ye Wushuang’s body collided with the attacks, the very abilities that could easily destroy a Divine Silence Level expert passed right through him.

And yet, Ye Wushuang was completely unharmed.

It was as if his body was immune to attacks—nothing could harm him!

’What kind of heaven-defying ability is this?’

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was no longer a feat a mortal could accomplish. The countless beastmen were left reeling in disbelief.

"One."

As Ye Wushuang uttered the number, ninety-nine Golden Holy Feathers detached from his back.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The Golden Holy Feathers shot out like golden Flying Swords, piercing toward the group of beastman experts in unison.

In an instant, the eighteen Soul Transformation Level beastman experts were impaled through their Divine Courts by the Golden Holy Feathers, pinned and killed in the void. The attack was too fast for them to even resist.

At the same time, Ye Wushuang made a gesture with one hand, and a single Golden Holy Feather appeared in his grasp.

"Two."

He quietly spoke the second number. The Golden Holy Feather, like the sharpest weapon in the world, lopped off the heads of two Divine Silence Level experts.

The speed was absolute.

Everyone was still in a daze. Eighteen Soul Transformation Level experts, killed in a single second.

Two Divine Silence Level experts, killed in the next.

What in the world was this technique Ye Wushuang was using?

"You little bastard, die!"

The two Second Layer Divine Silence Level experts were the first to snap out of it. They roared, their faces contorted with rage. Twenty experts had been wiped out in an instant! They were the foundation of the Beastman Empire, and Ye Wushuang had killed them all in one fell swoop.

At this point, they stopped trying to figure out why Ye Wushuang was immune to their attacks and focused only on grinding his bones to dust.

One of them summoned a black bracelet, a Half-Saint Soldier. It rapidly expanded and descended upon Ye Wushuang, its dark light pulsing with the power of Heaven and Earth Slaughter.

The other grabbed a Blood-Colored Treasure Sword and plunged it into Ye Wushuang’s chest. The crimson Sword Aura erupted, frantically trying to tear his body apart.

However, Ye Wushuang was completely unharmed.

The black bracelet contracted, but it failed to restrain him. The Blood-Colored Treasure Sword seemed to have stabbed into nothing but air.

"AAAAHH! Why can’t I kill you?! Why?!"

The elder wielding the Blood-Colored Treasure Sword became frantic and ferocious, hacking wildly at Ye Wushuang’s body but failing to leave a single scratch.

"Sigh. You look so tired of living. Let me send you on your way."

Ye Wushuang shook his head lightly. The Golden Holy Feather was recalled and, like an arrow, shot through the elder’s brow, obliterating him.

The other expert was terrified beyond belief. He couldn’t comprehend how Ye Wushuang was unkillable. Recalling his black bracelet, he retreated frantically, desperate to get away from this Demon.

It wasn’t just him. The six remaining Divine Silence Level First Layer beastman experts also fled in terror.

"Three."

As he spoke the third number, the Golden Holy Feather in his hand sliced off the head of the elder before him.

And as the word "three" faded, Ye Wushuang’s body returned to its solid form.

Silence reigned between heaven and earth.

Everyone’s eyes were glazed over. It all felt like a dream.

Ye Wushuang stood calmly in the void, examining his own body.

"Kid, your physique is incredible. Even Lord Cat didn’t expect this."

The Dragon Cat’s astonished voice rang out from within the Chaos Space. It had clearly been watching the situation outside.

The War Dragon Dao he had just used was a heaven-defying ability of the Dragon Blood Saint Body.

For three seconds, it granted him immunity to all attacks. Nothing could harm him, putting him in an invincible position.

This was what Ye Wushuang had named the "War Dragon Dao."

"You’re only at the Third Transformation now, so you can only maintain it for three seconds. If you reach the Nine Revolutions Saint Body, you’ll be able to hold it for nine seconds. That would be even more heaven-defying!"

The Dragon Cat explained that it divided the Holy Body into nine stages, for a total of Ninth Revolutions. Ye Wushuang had only reached the Third Transformation; the potential of his Holy Body had barely been tapped.

Ye Wushuang’s eyes gleamed. The abilities of this body were far from limited to just this.

The Golden Holy Feathers, the Dragon Scale Armor, the Protective Dragon Gang... there were so many heaven-defying aspects he hadn’t had time to explore. He would have to wait until he was free to study them.

"Kid, you need to go! An Absolute Powerhouse is waking up!"

Suddenly, the Dragon Cat urged.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang glanced at Demon Nether Mountain below and sensed it too. His Divine Sense swept out, locked onto the Pregnant Sun Grass within, and he reached out a hand to grab it.

At the same time, he slammed his other hand down, domineeringly causing half of Demon Nether Mountain to collapse.

Then, with a light flick of his sleeve, he strode through the void and departed.

All that remained was his receding figure, leaving millions of beastmen with bated breath, forever etching the sight into their memories.

This was a Demon one must never offend.

This was the silent warning in every beastman’s heart.