Chapter 182: Accompany My Son in Death

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Accompany My Son in Death

The underground canyon had fallen completely silent. The terrifying shockwaves from before had finally died down.

It was deathly still, as if nothing had just occurred.

But the shattered stones, broken trees, and utter devastation in the canyon proved that an earth-shattering battle had just taken place.

"Whew! It’s finally over."

The combatants in the canyon all heaved a great sigh of relief.

During the clash between those two monsters, it was these combatants who had suffered the most from the fallout.

In fact, many of the relatively weaker combatants had already died in the aftershocks of the battle.

What did that even mean?

One had to remember, even if these combatants were considered relatively weak among the survivors in the canyon, they were still ranked near the top of the Hidden Dragon List!

Any one of them was a top-tier expert in the Great Shang Dynasty, yet they had died from the aftershocks of someone else’s attack?

It was an absolutely absurd notion. But what was even more absurd was that the person who had created these aftershocks was in the same Realm as those who had died—and his Cultivation was even lower than some of his victims.

However, anyone present who had witnessed this scene would not find it the least bit absurd, because it was the truth they had seen with their own eyes.

Sword Wind Breaker was currently speeding toward the source of the shockwaves. He wanted to see with his own eyes whether Yi Xiaoyao had actually succeeded.

As for the other combatants, none dared to venture anywhere near that direction. They only prayed for this battle of contention to end quickly.

However, there was another person who, long before Sword Wind Breaker arrived, was already standing near the battle zone, quietly watching the figure on the mountain of rubble.

Shang Shiqie, Shangguan Tianjian’s fiancée.

She didn’t care in the slightest who won or lost between Yi Xiaoyao and Shangguan Tianjian.

Although Shang Shiqie was Shangguan Tianjian’s fiancée in name, it was merely a political alliance between the royal family and the Cloud Transformation Sect. In truth, she held no feelings for him.

Seeing the figure standing atop the pile of rocks, Shang Shiqie’s beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

’It’s actually him?’

Shang Shiqie’s heart stirred. Just as she’d seen, the last one standing was Yi Xiaoyao.

At that moment, Yi Xiaoyao stood atop a pile of rubble, his foot pinning Shangguan Tianjian’s hand beneath it. He savored the supreme feeling of treading upon another.

From the gaps between the rocks, Shangguan Tianjian’s weak but furious voice emerged.

"Yi Xiaoyao, how dare you..."

Before he could finish, Shangguan Tianjian broke into a fit of violent coughing.

"Dare what? Tread you under my foot?"

Yi Xiaoyao chuckled. "You have no right to act all high and mighty before me. Being crushed under my heel is the fate you were always destined for."

With that, the mound of rubble under Yi Xiaoyao’s feet collapsed completely, revealing Shangguan Tianjian’s blood-soaked body. It was covered in fist-sized holes, from which blood was gushing freely.

SHING!

The Bloodthirsty Sword let out a crisp ring as it appeared at Shangguan Tianjian’s throat.

In that moment, Shangguan Tianjian finally felt fear. He had never imagined he would die, much less that the one to kill him would be someone with a lower Cultivation.

In that instant, countless scenes flashed through Shangguan Tianjian’s mind.

He was so young. He was the number one genius of the Great Shang Dynasty, the top rank on the Hidden Dragon List! He was full of vigor, with a limitless future ahead of him. His path was still long; he was destined to become a supreme expert who could make the entire continent tremble with a single stomp!

But with Yi Xiaoyao’s appearance, all of that had changed completely.

Once he died, it would all be over.

At this thought, Shangguan Tianjian was overcome by an immense desire to live.

"No! I can’t die! You can’t kill me!"

"I’m begging you! Please! Spare me..."

At this moment, Shangguan Tianjian had nothing left. He was like a beggar.

Dignity, superiority—he cast it all aside. He could always reclaim these lost things in the future, but the prerequisite was that he had to stay alive.

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the soulless man before him and shook his head with a small smile. ’To think that the once arrogant and radiant number one on the Hidden Dragon List would be reduced to this.’

"If you must blame someone, blame yourself for not being strong enough!"

As his voice fell, a flash of blood-red Sword Aura sliced through the air.

"Fath—" Shangguan Tianjian started to cry out to Shangguan Jingyun above, but after uttering a single word, he desperately clutched his throat.

In Shangguan Tianjian’s eyes, there was despair, but also a hint of disbelief. Even at the moment of his death, he couldn’t believe that his ultimate sword strike had actually been defeated by Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao glanced impassively at the corpse at his feet, then picked up the Storage Pouch. From it, he retrieved seven Tier-Four Demon Beast Cores.

He added them to the Demon Cores he had already acquired, bringing his total to exactly thirteen.

This number meant he was guaranteed first place in this contest!

A look of joy appeared on Yi Xiaoyao’s face. ’Elder Yan, I haven’t let you down. I’ve secured the Heaven and Earth Fire Essence!’

Just then.

High above, Shangguan Jingyun thought he faintly heard Shangguan Tianjian’s cry for help. Alarmed, he forcefully waved away the dust and mist filling the canyon, just in time for his gaze to fall upon the scene of Yi Xiaoyao killing his son.

Shangguan Jingyun was instantly consumed by rage. He tore through the void, hurtling down toward the canyon floor.

The Black Robe Hall Master and the other Nascent Soul Realm experts were startled and hurriedly gave chase.

"You little bastard! You dare kill my son!!!"

Like a meteor burning with rage, Shangguan Jingyun appeared above Yi Xiaoyao in an instant, bringing a palm down with overwhelming might.

"Accompany my son in death! Die!"

A terrifyingly massive palm strike descended abruptly.

"Xiaoyao, watch out!"

The pursuing Black Robe Hall Master was too late to intervene and could only cry out a warning.

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression changed drastically as he looked up. Seeing the crushing palm descend, a lethal sense of crisis welled up within him.

This was clearly a full-power strike from the enraged Shangguan Jingyun. Yi Xiaoyao couldn’t have blocked it even if he had been fully prepared, let alone now, when he had no time to react.

Countless thoughts flashed through Yi Xiaoyao’s mind in that instant. The next moment, he raised his hand and threw the Profound Yin Thunder he had obtained from Bo Qianyang into the sky.

BOOM!!

In mid-air, a terrifying explosion erupted in an instant.

The blast dissipated most of the power in Shangguan Jingyun’s Palm Seal, halting it for a moment. Yi Xiaoyao seized that brief opportunity, transforming into a draconic shadow and vanishing from sight.

"Hmph! Kill the son, and the father appears!" Yi Xiaoyao’s voice carried up into the sky as he let out a grim roar. "Shangguan Jingyun, don’t be in such a hurry. The Cloud Transformation Sect is now one step closer to its day of annihilation!"