Chapter 321: Half-Step Void Realm

Chapter 321: Chapter 321: Half-Step Void Realm

The Ninth Realm Nascent Soul Transformation expert’s mouth twitched. Given his status and power, how could he possibly accept being told he was "unworthy"?

Besides, he’d heard that Xing Jian Gang had been killed by Yi Xiaoyao teaming up with over twenty Alliance Leaders.

Thus, in this man’s eyes, Yi Xiaoyao was no match for Xing Jian Gang, let alone himself.

The moment the Second Lord stepped forward, Yi Xiaoyao instantly ignited his Soul Fire. As he activated the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique, his Cultivation skyrocketed.

But that wasn’t all. A soul-shaking roar, like that of an ancient Fierce Beast, suddenly erupted from the trembling Bloodthirsty Sword.

"Sword Spirit Possession!"

A low growl rumbled in Yi Xiaoyao’s throat. He felt his vital energy being rapidly drained, yet his entire body was suffused with the power of a Fierce Beast.

A blood-red specter of a Fierce Beast instantly transformed into a suit of crimson armor over his skin.

Facing the Second Lord, a man far more powerful than Xing Jian Gang, Yi Xiaoyao had no choice but to go all out and unleash his greatest combat strength.

"Perfect. I’ve been wanting to see for myself if the Second Lord, one of the three strongest in the Imperial Army Mansion, is really as powerful as the rumors claim!"

With a grin, Yi Xiaoyao instantly unleashed his Destruction Sword Realm, swinging his blade to send an uncanny, world-shaking Sword Aura slashing toward the Second Lord.

"Hmph! An endless array of techniques to boost your power, and such a high-level Sword Realm. No wonder you were able to kill Xing Jian Gang."

The Second Lord’s expression remained indifferent. He took a single step, and a Thunder Marsh Realm, crackling with lightning, instantly materialized around them.

"But before me, all these tricks of yours are useless!"

Yi Xiaoyao felt an immense pressure, heavy with Thunder Power, bearing down on him from all sides. His pupils immediately constricted.

Meanwhile, his sword light, carrying a sharp, air-rending momentum, was already slashing down on the Second Lord’s head.

The Second Lord sneered. Facing this colossal sword strike, he simply waved a hand.

The instant he waved, the surrounding space flared with lightning, which coalesced into a thick, golden bolt that struck the sword light.

Thunder boomed, and Yi Xiaoyao’s world-shaking sword light was instantly shattered by the lightning.

Its power not yet spent, the lightning appeared before Yi Xiaoyao in the blink of an eye.

CRACK!

Sword Shadows flickered as several streaks of Sword Aura tore the lightning apart.

’So strong!’

Even though he blocked the attack, Yi Xiaoyao still coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression one of utter shock.

He realized that in addition to the superficial burning pain from the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique, there was another, excruciating pain deep within his soul.

Even though Yi Xiaoyao had blocked it, the Second Lord’s casual strike had still wounded his soul.

"Hmph! I imagine you’ve now realized the fundamental difference between us."

The Second Lord spoke indifferently, his gaze on Yi Xiaoyao like that on a dead man.

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression tensed. "Your attacks contain a Soul Attack! That’s different from ordinary Nascent Soul Transformation experts!"

"That’s right. I’m already at the Half-Step Void Realm, and the Void-Entering Realm is all about the Cultivation of the Power of the Soul!"

The Second Lord said proudly, "So I advise you not to resist futilely. Surrender now, and spare your soul from immense suffering."

Yi Xiaoyao finally understood. No wonder this man could so easily kill experts of the Same Realm. He had already reached the Half-Step Void Realm.

The Void-Entering Realm came after the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm, a fact Yi Xiaoyao naturally knew.

’Looks like the gap between us is even wider than I thought!’

Yi Xiaoyao frowned. Even with all his techniques, it wasn’t enough to overcome such a massive gap in Cultivation and the qualitative difference in their power.

But the fighting spirit in his eyes didn’t diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it burned even brighter.

"So what if you’re at the Half-Step Void Realm? If you want to stop me, you’ll have to get through this move first!"

As his voice fell, the surrounding space was instantly suffused with a dense, blood-red color. The Slaughter Qi materialized into a Blood Prison, and within it, a colossal Blood Prison General boomed to its feet.

"Nine Swords of Slaughter, Eighth Form!"

Yi Xiaoyao slashed out, and the Blood Prison General simultaneously materialized a sword in its hand, slashing out with the Blood Prison Sword in an identical motion.

Unleashing his strongest attack from his strongest state—victory or defeat all hinged on the outcome of this single move.

The Second Lord’s expression tensed, and a flicker of solemnity finally appeared in his eyes.

"Thunder Descent!"

A low roar, and bolts of raging thunder descended.

It was as if a crack had opened in a great pool of lightning in the sky. Countless bolts rained down, bombarding the Blood Prison General as it charged the Second Lord.

Each bolt of lightning was as thick as a water barrel, carrying enough power to annihilate anything. As they struck the massive Blood Prison General, they blasted away puffs of blood-red mist.

Yet even this could not halt the Blood Prison General’s advance.

In just a few moments, the Blood Prison General had crossed thousands of feet, its Blood Prison Sword slashing down upon the Second Lord.

"Hmph!"

The Second Lord grunted, spreading his arms wide. A bolt of lightning shot from each of his fingertips, connecting with the sky above.

In the next instant, these ten bolts of lightning gathered a massive amount of raging thunder, coalescing into two gigantic, sky-rending Thunderous Arms.

The moment the Blood Prison Sword came down, the two arms boomed upward, smashing into the heaven-splitting, earth-shattering crimson sword light.

BOOM!

KRAK!

The massive palms of the Thunderous Giant Arms actually blocked the Blood Prison Sword, though they showed signs of dissipating.

The Blood Sword, gripped by the giant thunderous palms, was instantly covered in golden lightning that coursed up the Blood Prison General’s arms and throughout its entire body.

The Blood Prison General was struck by the lightning, its body dissolving into a spreading blood mist, and the Blood Prison Sword in its hand began to crumble.

Yi Xiaoyao, who was controlling the Blood Prison General, was simultaneously hit by a massive Soul Attack, and he couldn’t stop himself from spitting out another mouthful of blood.

But Yi Xiaoyao’s expression remained resolute. He had the Blood Prison General discard its giant sword and materialize a new Blood Prison Sword, slashing down at the Second Lord once more.

The Blood Sword clashed with the thunderous hands once again, and the result was the same. Yi Xiaoyao’s soul was wounded, and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

Of course, Yi Xiaoyao was not engaged in a futile effort. Though his soul was continuously being wounded, the Second Lord wasn’t faring much better.

Under the Blood Prison General’s assault on the Thunderous Arms, the lightning’s backlash was affecting the Second Lord. His own arms, which connected to and controlled the Thunderous Giant Arms, were already dripping with blood. The backlash was even creeping toward the rest of his body; sooner or later, it would inflict a grievous wound.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao endured the agony in his soul and slashed down again.

Again and again, he slashed a total of seven times.

These seven slashes battered the Blood Prison General’s massive body with lightning until it was on the verge of dissipating. Yi Xiaoyao likewise suffered seven Soul Attacks, spitting up blood seven times.

Finally, as the seventh sword fell, a spray of blood suddenly erupted from the Second Lord’s chest. He coughed up a large mouthful of blood and stared at Yi Xiaoyao in utter shock.

’This kid is a complete lunatic!’

The Second Lord cursed through clenched teeth. He knew that the severe damage to Yi Xiaoyao’s soul from those seven slashes was far more grievous than the wounds he had sustained from his own technique’s backlash.

By all rights, Yi Xiaoyao’s soul should have shattered and he should be dead. How was he not only still alive but able to grievously wound him?

Seeing the Second Lord grievously wounded, Yi Xiaoyao finally managed a satisfied grin, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Any normal person would have died long ago from such grievous damage, their soul shattered to pieces.

But how could the Second Lord possibly know that Yi Xiaoyao’s soul was many times stronger than that of an ordinary person? Not only had he laid a powerful foundation by devouring the Evil Sword Soul, but he had also consumed the souls of countless experts during his rampage through the Chaotic Alliance Domain.

That was why, even after all this, Yi Xiaoyao was still alive.

The experts from the Imperial Army Mansion had retreated thousands of feet to avoid the aftershocks of the battle. Now, they were all watching, completely dumbfounded.

They were witnessing a youth at the Third Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation fighting a fierce battle against the Second Lord, an expert at the Half-Step Void Realm, and had even wounded him so badly that he coughed up blood!

Even seeing it with their own eyes, they could hardly believe it!

The Ninth Realm Nascent Soul Transformation expert who had wanted to fight Yi Xiaoyao earlier was especially terrified, cold sweat pouring down his back like a waterfall.

At the same time, a profound, lingering fear surfaced in his heart.

Thank goodness he hadn’t actually fought Yi Xiaoyao. Otherwise, he would probably be a corpse by now.

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