Chapter 217: Sword Qilin Flame Dragon

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Sword Qilin Flame Dragon

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling upon Shangguan Jingyun, whose eyes were filled with a cold light and Killing Intent.

"No, Shangguan Jingyun. I’m saving you for last. So there’s no need to rush to your death. For now, just watch as I slowly annihilate your Cloud Transformation Sect."

Yi Xiaoyao’s tone was full of amusement, as if these people were merely objects for his revenge and sport.

Meanwhile, the Cloud Transformation Sect disciples below were being chased all over the sect by over four hundred Golden Core Realm Peak Yin Corpses, their screams echoing as they fled. This only made Shangguan Jingyun more desperate to kill Yi Xiaoyao quickly.

Thus, he completely ignored Yi Xiaoyao’s words.

"Yi Xiaoyao, you think you’ll be the one left standing? I will avenge the disciples and elders of my Cloud Transformation Sect who have died, and I will avenge my son, Shangguan Tianjian!"

The moment he finished speaking, Shangguan Jingyun, seething with hatred, drew his sword and prepared to strike.

"Stay where you are!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed. Following his sharp roar, the nine Copper Body Puppets waiting on standby immediately unleashed the pressure of the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul, enveloping Shangguan Jingyun.

Shangguan Jingyun froze, breaking out in a cold sweat under the immense pressure. Though his eyes blazed with fury, he didn’t dare take another step forward.

"Don’t you forget, Shangguan Jingyun. I’m the one giving you a chance right now. I said I’m saving you for last, so you will obediently wait until the end!"

Yi Xiaoyao stared icily at Shangguan Jingyun. The more anger and frustration he saw on the man’s face, the wider his own smirk grew.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao repeated his question. "Next. Who wants to die?"

"Hmph! Yi Xiaoyao, Elder Wang was merely too careless, which is why you managed to kill him with a full-power attack. Do you really think you’re that capable?"

A man with flowing hair and white robes standing beside Shangguan Jingyun sneered and stepped forward.

"Even without the Sect Leader, I’m more than enough to kill you!"

Immediately, the man unleashed the aura of his Fifth Realm Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation, sending a wave of pressure toward Yi Xiaoyao.

Under this pressure, Yi Xiaoyao’s expression remained as calm as still water. He merely gave a faint smile upon hearing the man’s words.

"Oh? It seems you’re planning to go all out? In that case, I’d like to see how many moves you can survive against me."

Yi Xiaoyao’s casual disdain made the man’s eyes widen. It was already humiliating enough for a dignified Fifth Realm Nascent Soul expert to use his full strength against someone at the First Realm. For his opponent to be so utterly unconcerned on top of that—how could he not be enraged?

"Brat, I only need three moves to deal with you!"

The man with flowing hair roared angrily and immediately attacked with his full power.

But in less than three moves, he was completely obliterated by a blast of Flame and Sword Qi.

"Three moves? You really overestimate yourself."

Yi Xiaoyao watched the man’s figure vanish into the fiery Sword Qi and shook his head with a faint smile.

After witnessing a second Nascent Soul Realm expert die at Yi Xiaoyao’s hands, the crowd below could no longer contain themselves. An uproar instantly erupted.

"My heavens! This is insane! Yi Xiaoyao is a monster!"

"He just killed two experts whose Cultivation is several realms higher than his, and he crushed them both! I don’t think Yi Xiaoyao has even used his full strength yet!"

"At this rate, it might not be impossible for Yi Xiaoyao to annihilate the entire Cloud Transformation Sect all by himself."

As the crowd discussed among themselves, they heard a statement that nearly made them cough up blood.

"Your Cloud Transformation Sect elders are in the Nascent Soul Realm, and yet they’re so pathetically weak?"

A smile played on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips as he looked at Shangguan Jingyun and the others, whose expressions were growing uglier by the second. He let out a soft laugh, deliberately provoking them.

But this remark didn’t just provoke Shangguan Jingyun; it provoked everyone present.

In the Great Shang Dynasty, Nascent Soul Realm experts were top-tier powerhouses who could do as they pleased. Any one of them could establish their own sect, yet Yi Xiaoyao called them pathetically weak?

Although the two who had just died did seem pathetically weak, the real reason was that Yi Xiaoyao was simply too strong!

Immediately after, Yi Xiaoyao’s demonic, soul-reaping voice sounded once more.

"Next. Who wants to die?"

When these words rang out for the third time, the remaining Nascent Soul Realm experts of the Cloud Transformation Sect fell silent. No one dared to step forward like the ones before them.

One must remember, the man with flowing hair that Yi Xiaoyao had just slain was at the Fifth Realm of Nascent Soul.

And the four remaining elders, aside from Shangguan Jingyun, were all at the Fifth Realm of Nascent Soul.

They didn’t think they were much stronger than the man with flowing hair, and they certainly didn’t believe they could survive against Yi Xiaoyao.

Everyone had personally witnessed Yi Xiaoyao slay the man—crushed in less than three moves, clearly without using his full power. If they went up, it would be exactly as Yi Xiaoyao said: rushing to their deaths.

Even Shangguan Jingyun, at the Sixth Realm of Nascent Soul, was beginning to feel uncertain. He had no idea how much power Yi Xiaoyao was still holding back.

Seeing this, Yi Xiaoyao feigned surprise, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? Weren’t you all eager to kill me? I’m giving you the chance now, so why is no one daring to come for me?"

At once, the crowd below erupted in another round of laughter, their mocking words reaching the ears of Shangguan Jingyun and his elders.

"If that’s the case, then the four of you can come at me together."

Yi Xiaoyao impatiently pointed to the four Fifth Realm Nascent Soul experts, excluding Shangguan Jingyun, and beckoned them forward.

The four men’s expressions changed. They exchanged hesitant glances.

"What? Four of you don’t even dare to attack? The Cloud Transformation Sect is truly full of cowards!" Yi Xiaoyao sneered.

The crowd below laughed again. Enraged, Shangguan Jingyun turned to the four and roared, "What are you standing around for? Go kill him!"

The four nodded heavily. ’No matter how strong Yi Xiaoyao is,’ they thought, ’his Cultivation is only at the First Realm of Nascent Soul. How could he possibly face four Fifth Realm experts at once?’

With this thought in mind, the four charged forward in unison.

Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed. Facing these four, he could no longer be as relaxed as before. His expression turned serious.

The next moment, the four men quickly surrounded Yi Xiaoyao. After a brief exchange of glances, the Sword Techniques they each executed seemed to resonate strongly with one another.

’A Sword Array?’

Yi Xiaoyao was surprised. It was obvious the four were executing some kind of Sword Array technique. The array could amplify their combined strength, unleashing power far greater than the sum of its parts.

"Hmph, Yi Xiaoyao! Our Gang Yuan Sword Array is an extremely powerful defensive Sword Array! No matter how strong you are, we’ll eventually drain your Spiritual Power. Then, you’ll be at our mercy!"

The four men smiled viciously. Shifting from offense to defense, they revealed their intention to wage a war of attrition, aiming to exhaust Yi Xiaoyao’s Spiritual Power.

"A little interesting," Yi Xiaoyao said with a cold smile, his figure immediately shooting forward to meet them.

BOOM!

A terrifying blast of fiery light mixed with sword light erupted. Relying on their Sword Array, the four men seemed to merge into a single entity, steadily receiving Yi Xiaoyao’s attack.

Yi Xiaoyao attacked again and again, but the four were Fifth Realm Nascent Soul experts, after all. United, their defense was as impenetrable as an iron fortress. No matter how he attacked, he couldn’t break through.

’This Sword Array is indeed quite something,’ Yi Xiaoyao thought, genuinely surprised.

He could have easily killed any one of them individually. Even if all four attacked together under normal circumstances, he could have handled them with ease and defeated them one by one.

But now, with them using this Sword Array, they were effortlessly blocking all of his attacks.

"Haha! Yi Xiaoyao, you can just wait for death inside our Gang Yuan Sword Array!"

The four men laughed with savage excitement. The more Yi Xiaoyao attacked, the faster his Spiritual Power would be consumed. They were just waiting for the moment he ran out.

But upon hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao just gave a cold laugh.

"Wait for death? I think you’re the ones who should be waiting for death!"

The moment he spoke, an all-destroying Sword Intent suddenly emanated from the longsword in his hand.

Under the influence of the Destructive Sword Intent, Yi Xiaoyao slashed out. Instantly, countless strands of Sword Qi accompanied by Flame rapidly converged, forming a fire dragon clad in Sword Qi Scale Armor.

He had used this move once before to defeat Bo Yuanhong. It was his own creation, a fusion of Flame and Swordsmanship, named the Sword Qilin Flame Dragon.

And now, empowered by the Destructive Sword Intent, this Sword Qilin Flame Dragon looked like a true flame dragon. Its fiery eyes gleamed with a destructive light, and its power had surged far beyond what it was before.

"Sword Qilin Flame Dragon! Break this array!"

With a low shout, his Sword Intent soared to the heavens. The Sword Qilin Flame Dragon slammed violently into the light screen of the four men’s Gang Yuan Sword Array.

A terrifying roar shook the very heavens and earth.

Then, like a force that could smash dry weeds and splinter rotten wood, the immense dragon crushed their defensive Sword Array to pieces.

"What!?"

As the Sword Array shattered, the four men who had cast it all violently coughed up blood. Disbelief was etched on their faces as their bodies were sent flying backward.

But before they could even process what had happened, the Sword Qilin Flame Dragon circled in mid-air, swallowed all four of them in its massive, flaming maw, and then roared as it charged toward Shangguan Jingyun in the distance.

"Shangguan Jingyun, now, it’s your turn!"

With a step, Yi Xiaoyao landed directly on the head of the Sword Qilin Flame Dragon.

The scene was like the arrival of a Demon King—standing atop a demonic dragon, holding a Demon Sword, its blade pointed directly at the last one remaining: Shangguan Jingyun.

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