Chapter 610: Slaying the Martial Emperor

Wen Yanhui frowned, not understanding Ye Xuan’s intentions. He flexed his muscles, trying to break free from Ye Xuan’s grip, but for a moment, he actually couldn’t escape.

The strength in Ye Xuan’s hands was beyond his imagination.

"Brat, don’t tell me you think holding onto my fist is enough?"

Wen Yanhui sneered. A golden light suddenly burst from the right fist Ye Xuan was holding. A vortex of Profound Energy erupted from it, slamming into Ye Xuan’s chest.

CRACK!

The faint sound of a bone breaking could be heard.

Ye Xuan still held tightly to his right fist, grinning, completely unfazed.

That grin sent an unexplainable chill down Wen Yanhui’s spine. Just as he was about to strike again, a powerful sense of crisis suddenly rose in his mind, and at the same time, a sharp gust of wind shot toward the back of his head.

’What is that?’

Startled, Wen Yanhui didn’t even look, hastily turning and throwing his left fist out.

A purple shadow flashed past. Wen Yanhui’s left fist hit nothing but air, and then a bolt of purple lightning viciously slammed into his face.

DONG!

SZZT!

Countless arcs of lightning flashed.

Wen Yanhui felt as if a mountain of lightning had crashed into his face. His entire face went numb, and he felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Bastard! Break!"

Wen Yanhui was scared out of his wits. He couldn’t care about anything else as a torrent of golden Profound Energy erupted from his body, sweeping out like a storm.

BOOM!

The purple shadow was instantly sent flying.

His mind cleared slightly, and his gaze suddenly fell upon a Black Armored War God in menacing armor, descending abruptly from the sky.

’Where did this guy get so many helpers?’

Although Wen Yanhui was startled, he didn’t panic. As the seven star-rings around him pulsed, a golden rainbow of light suddenly shot out from the Golden Stone Martial Soul above his head, streaking directly toward the black figure.

He sneered inwardly. ’My Golden Stone Martial Soul is masculine and sharp. Empowered by my Seven-Stars rings, this sudden strike is enough to kill any Tier Seven Martial King. Even a Tier Eight Martial Emperor would likely be injured if caught off guard.’

But before his internal sneer could fade, a horrifying scene unfolded. A black vortex suddenly appeared on the black figure’s chest and instantly sucked in the golden rainbow.

Then, the black vortex on the figure’s chest lunged toward the Golden Stone Martial Soul above his head, swallowing it whole in a single gulp.

"Agh!"

Wen Yanhui immediately realized with terror that the connection between him and his Martial Soul had vanished in an instant. At the same time, an intense pain erupted in his mind. The pain was heart-wrenching, as if his Martial Soul was collapsing, causing his entire body to convulse.

’What the hell is this thing?’

He was utterly terrified, all thoughts of killing Ye Xuan gone. He only wanted to escape. At that moment, a scorching flame instantly enveloped his body.

SSS!

The flame actually began to rapidly burn away his Profound Energy, then spread to his skin, beginning to incinerate his flesh and blood.

The dual agony from his body and soul made him completely break down.

"Get away!"

With a silent roar in his heart, Wen Yanhui violently broke free of Ye Xuan’s grasp and was about to flee.

"Wen Yanhui."

Suddenly, a cold shout rang out. Not far away, Ye Xuan’s eyes abruptly turned a shade of bluish-purple. An invisible wave of Soul Power shot out from them and entered Wen Yanhui’s body.

"Divine Spirit Gaze—Eye of Illusion’s Ban."

The powerful Soul Power impact made Wen Yanhui’s mind go blank for an instant.

’Not good!’

At that moment, Wen Yanhui only had time for that single thought before his mind briefly lost consciousness.

PFFT!

Ye Xuan naturally wouldn’t let this chance slip by. The Sword of Judgment in his hand transformed into a stream of light and pierced Wen Yanhui’s skull. With a flash of lightning, Wen Yanhui’s head instantly exploded into dust, completely annihilated.

A lifeless body fell, gradually turning to ash under the burning flames.

HUFF... HUFF...

In the mountain forest, Ye Xuan panted heavily. His clothes were tattered and stained with blood, cutting a sorry figure, but his eyes were brighter than ever.

’I finally killed Wen Yanhui.’

A smile touched the corners of his lips. He quickly sat down cross-legged and activated his Life Martial Soul. A dense life force spread through his body as he began to heal.

No one knew that from the very beginning, falling into a disadvantage against Wen Yanhui had been part of his plan all along.

Ye Xuan knew clearly that with his current strength, it was impossible to kill a Tier Eight Martial Emperor from Infinite Mountain head-on.

Neither the Divine Spirit Gaze, the Endless Molten Flame, nor any of the other Cultivation Techniques and martial skills he possessed could allow him to cross a full Great Realm to kill Wen Yanhui.

The only chance Ye Xuan could think of was to use his Devouring Martial Soul to devour Wen Yanhui’s Martial Soul. This would cause it to instantly collapse, and while his opponent’s mind was in severe shock, he could land a decisive blow. That was his only sliver of opportunity.

Therefore, the first step for Ye Xuan was to bait Wen Yanhui into deploying his Martial Soul.

That was why he had used the Soul Seal Array earlier—not to suppress Wen Yanhui, but to force him to activate his Martial Soul.

But just making his opponent activate his Martial Soul wasn’t enough. Although the Devouring Martial Soul was powerful, trying to devour it head-on would have easily exposed him to Wen Yanhui’s attacks.

So, Ye Xuan deliberately put himself at a disadvantage, making Wen Yanhui underestimate him. Then, at the critical moment, he held on tight, even at the cost of injury, to greatly reduce his opponent’s mobility.

Finally, Ye Xuan had the Little Purple Mink launch a sneak attack to confuse his senses, which set up the final, decisive strike from the Devouring Martial Soul.

As expected, with his Martial Soul shattered, Wen Yanhui was immediately thrown into chaos.

At that point, Ye Xuan unleashed the Endless Molten Flame and the Divine Spirit Gaze, causing Wen Yanhui’s consciousness to completely crumble.

By then, Wen Yanhui had been plunged into a daze. Under Ye Xuan’s sword, his spirit was extinguished and his dao perished.

Every step in this plan was interlinked, allowing Ye Xuan to finally kill Wen Yanhui.

If any single step had gone wrong, his entire plan would have been for naught.

Fortunately, he had succeeded.

Nourished by his Life Martial Soul, Ye Xuan’s injuries healed rapidly, and even his cracked sternum mended quickly.

A short while later, aside from a few minor wounds, Ye Xuan was about seventy to eighty percent healed.

To Ye Xuan’s pleasant surprise, after his Devouring Martial Soul absorbed Wen Yanhui’s Seven-Stars Golden Stone Martial Soul, it actually broke through from Five-Stars to Six-Stars. A sixth, dark-red star-ring slowly appeared and solidified.

An even more terrifying power radiated from the Devouring Martial Soul. The manifested Black Armored War God seemed to have become a physical entity. A black battle saber even condensed in its hand, making it look majestic and exceptionally domineering.

With a thought from Ye Xuan, the Black Armored War God suddenly charged out and slashed at the ground. With a loud RUMBLE, a massive trench over a hundred meters long was carved into the rocky ground, turning countless rocks to dust.

Ye Xuan was thrilled. ’A full-power strike from this Black Armored War God is almost as strong as one of my own!’

Worried about Su Xiuyi and the others, Ye Xuan didn’t linger. He collected Wen Yanhui’s Storage Ring and sped toward the valley with the Little Purple Mink.

At this moment, in the valley, Su Xiuyi and his companions were locked in a desperate struggle.

The space around them was completely sealed by a large Array. Within the Array, a Seven-Colored Banner Scroll fluttered ceaselessly, trapping Su Xiuyi and the others tightly.

Meanwhile, Liang Yu hovered high above, holding a bronze mirror and unleashing streams of Soul Power. A smile played on his lips as he stood in an unbeatable position.

He sneered. "You can stop resisting. No matter how you struggle, you can’t escape your doom. Whoever tells me the location of Gale Light Academy’s forbidden ground, I promise I will let them live."

Ge Puzi’s gaze was ice-cold as he said, "In your dreams."

Liang Yu’s expression darkened. "Stubborn fool. Then I’ll make an example of you first."

He performed a light Hand Skill. An invisible strand of Soul Power from the Array suddenly entered Ge Puzi’s body. Ge Puzi’s body stiffened slightly, and the fluttering Seven-Colored Banner Scroll abruptly lunged toward him.

At the critical moment, Su Xiuyi let out a cold shout. A stream of light flashed past, blocking the attack and saving Ge Puzi’s life. Even so, Ge Puzi was still sent flying by the massive shockwave, coughing up blood, his face pale.

Liang Yu sneered, "Su Xiuyi, you still have the mind to save others? I’d like to see just how many you can save."

Amid his sneers, he repeatedly performed hand seals. Strands of Soul Power immediately entered the bodies of Jiuchen, Ge Puzi, and the others, and he then commanded the banner scroll to attack violently.

With their bodies invaded by Soul Power, Jiuchen and the others had unfocused eyes, and their reactions slowed considerably. Their own strength was far inferior to Liang Yu’s to begin with, so they were immediately plunged into peril.

Su Xiuyi roared, blocking one attack after another, but he was struggling to keep up, unable to react in time.

He knew that if this continued, he would be killed sooner or later. But right now, he had no other option but to keep resisting.

"Dong Boson, Elder Yao," Su Xiuyi transmitted anxiously, "quickly find a way to break this Array! I can’t hold on for much longer!"

Elder Dong’s face was grim. He said anxiously, "This person’s Soul Refining cultivation has already reached High-Tier Seventh Grade. He’s several times stronger than even Elder Tianyi! I can’t find any openings at all."

Elder Yao also looked tense. "I don’t know what grade this Array he’s set up is. It’s completely hidden in the void, leaving no trace. With my cultivation, it’s impossible to break it."

Elder Dong and Elder Yao were the leading authorities on Soul Refining and Alchemy at Gale Light Academy, and their cultivation in Arrays was also profound. But facing the Array and Soul Power attacks set up by Liang Yu, neither of them could find a solution.

"Dammit! If this keeps up, we’re all going to die here!"

Su Xiuyi’s face was ashen, and despair filled his eyes.