Chapter 289: The Domineering Realm

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: The Domineering Realm

The Destruction Sword Realm was a realm of intent. As such, the giant black swords and fissures filling the space around Yi Xiaoyao were illusory and formless, yet they seemed tangibly real.

Jin Sanbao was startled by this sudden change in scenery, but he quickly realized it was the aura emanating from Yi Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, did you succeed?" Jin Sanbao asked.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He had the distinct feeling that the Destruction Sword Realm was far beyond any ordinary realm.

Within the Destruction Sword Realm, Yi Xiaoyao’s strength was massively enhanced.

Now, he was completely confident he could defeat Leng Bingchuan.

"Let’s go. To the Leng Chuan Alliance, to erase the humiliation of my defeat."

After speaking, Yi Xiaoyao took Jin Sanbao and flew back the way they had come.

「Half a day later, in the skies near the Leng Chuan Alliance.」

"Three Treasures, you wait here for me," Yi Xiaoyao said to Jin Sanbao, who was inside the Flying Puppet.

Jin Sanbao nodded, then frowned. "But the Nascent Soul powering my Flying Puppet is almost depleted. It can only last for an hour at most."

"An hour is more than enough."

Yi Xiaoyao smiled confidently. His confidence this time was different from before. This time, he knew both himself and his enemy, and victory was assured.

Just as he flew into the airspace above the Leng Chuan Alliance, a massive light screen from an array suddenly materialized overhead. It was a Trapping Array.

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, though it wouldn’t be difficult for him to break through the Trapping Array’s light screen.

At the same time, Leng Bingchuan shot out from a mansion in the Leng Chuan Alliance below, his loud laughter echoing.

"Blood Sword, you actually dared to come back!"

Leng Bingchuan rose into the air, appearing before Yi Xiaoyao to confront him.

He glanced at the light screen enveloping the sky and grinned. "But this time, you’re doomed to never leave. I specially laid this Grand Trapping Array just to capture you."

"You think this kind of Trapping Array can hold me?" Yi Xiaoyao sneered.

Leng Bingchuan was laughing too, and quite smugly.

"Of course, this Trapping Array won’t hold you forever. But breaking it will take you some time—more than enough for me to kill or capture you alive!"

"Don’t even dream of escaping with your Celestial Fire Illusion Body like you did last time!"

Leng Bingchuan grinned. "Patience pays off. I laid my trap, and you walked right in. You’re like a turtle in a jar now!"

Hearing this, the faint smile never left Yi Xiaoyao’s lips.

"Escape? Since I came here, I obviously have no plans to run. As I see it, this array of yours is quite convenient... for me to beat a trapped dog."

"Still acting tough when you’re at death’s door!"

Leng Bingchuan snorted heavily, then once again unleashed his Realm of Ice and Snow.

"In my Realm of Ice and Snow, this place becomes my world! How can you possibly contend with me, the master of this world!"

As his voice fell, icebergs materialized in the surrounding space. Snow filled the sky, and a frigid wind howled.

"Your world?"

The curve of Yi Xiaoyao’s lips widened slightly. He unleashed the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique, and with a wave of his hand, the Destruction Sword Realm materialized at the same time.

"Then I’ll just have to completely destroy this world of yours!"

The moment his voice fell, astonishing giant black swords suddenly pierced through the surrounding icebergs. Endless black fissures spread out, releasing a dense, all-pervading aura of destruction that filled the sky!

Instantly, the color drained from Leng Bingchuan’s face in utter shock.

"This is a Sword Realm! You’ve actually mastered a Sword Realm too!"

Leng Bingchuan cried out in disbelief. This was certainly enough to make him lose his composure, because he distinctly remembered that three days ago, Yi Xiaoyao had known nothing about "Realms." Otherwise, Yi Xiaoyao wouldn’t have had to flee back then.

And now, a mere three days later, Yi Xiaoyao had returned, having mastered a Sword Realm.

One must understand, Leng Bingchuan had paid an unknown price in both time and effort to master his Realm of Ice and Snow. Now, he was witnessing with his own eyes someone mastering a Realm in just three days. How could he possibly believe it?

Not only that, but the shock on Leng Bingchuan’s face was gradually transforming into horror and terror.

He could feel that after Yi Xiaoyao’s Sword Realm appeared, the icebergs in his Realm of Ice and Snow were being overrun by black fissures and were actually beginning to crumble and be destroyed!

Such a phenomenon could only indicate one thing: Yi Xiaoyao’s Destruction Sword Realm was on a much higher level than his own Realm of Ice and Snow.

Just as Yi Xiaoyao had said, Leng Bingchuan’s world was being destroyed.

Leng Bingchuan was, after all, a powerful expert in his own right. Realizing this, he knew he could not delay any longer. He had to defeat Yi Xiaoyao before his own Realm was completely destroyed.

He immediately raised his hand, unleashing a staggering Ice and Snow Storm. At the same time, he transformed into an ice giant and charged madly toward Yi Xiaoyao.

But in the next moment, Leng Bingchuan’s expression became one of horror once more.

His physical body was being destroyed. The Ice and Snow Storm formed from his Spiritual Power, as well as the ice covering his body—it was all being annihilated!

The faster he moved, the faster the destruction!

It was as if he were being sliced apart by ten thousand Swords of Destruction.

What a tyrannical Realm!

This was Yi Xiaoyao’s Destruction Sword Realm—an incomparably tyrannical suppression of his enemy’s power!

"How does it feel, the taste of destruction?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked with a faint smile as he watched Leng Bingchuan approach.

In Leng Bingchuan’s Realm of Ice and Snow, Yi Xiaoyao had felt his movements slow, as if he were constantly being frozen.

But in Yi Xiaoyao’s Destruction Sword Realm, Leng Bingchuan was constantly suffering destruction.

Destruction versus freezing. The difference in the levels of the two concepts was self-evident, and it was the fundamental reason for the gap between them.

Leng Bingchuan gritted his teeth in silence, his attack already reaching Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao snorted lightly. His sword sang as it left its sheath, its Sword Aura flaring to life.

This slash resonated with the giant black swords within the Destruction Sword Realm, and its power surged explosively.

Instantly, black fissures spread out from the Sword Aura, as if a single slash had split the very sky.

BOOM!

The demonic Sword Aura and the Ice and Snow Storm crashed into each other with a piercing shriek.

Previously, the Realm of Ice and Snow had suppressed thirty percent of Yi Xiaoyao’s strength, but now, as the realm itself was being destroyed, that suppression was gradually diminishing.

Leng Bingchuan, however, was not faring so well. Under normal circumstances, he could have fought Yi Xiaoyao even without relying on his Realm Power.

But now, faced with this slash from Yi Xiaoyao, his Ice and Snow Storm was cleaved in two, and the Sword Aura continued on, slicing vertically toward his ice giant form.

"This Sword Realm... it’s suppressing fifty percent of my strength!!"

Leng Bingchuan roared, his face a mask of terror. As the sword light closed in, he shot away into the distance without a moment’s hesitation, trying to flee.

’A full fifty percent of my strength is being suppressed! How am I supposed to fight this? It’s impossible to resist!’

This only served to further demonstrate the high level of Yi Xiaoyao’s Destruction Sword Realm.

Seeing Leng Bingchuan’s fleeing figure, Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Because in the next moment, Leng Bingchuan was caught completely off guard as he was blocked by the very Trapping Array he himself had laid.

Pale-faced, Leng Bingchuan frantically bombarded the Trapping Array. He had never imagined that the array meant to prevent Yi Xiaoyao’s escape would become a cage of his own making!

"I said I would come to kill you in three days. You will not live to see a fourth."

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded beside the ear of Leng Bingchuan, who was still bombarding the array’s light screen. He whirled around in horror, about to launch a counterattack, but all he could feel was a sharp pain in his Dantian. He couldn’t sense the slightest trace of Spiritual Power within his body.

Then, Leng Bingchuan saw that Yi Xiaoyao was holding his Nascent Soul in his hand.

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