Chapter 367: The Great Reversal

Outside the Holy Pill Hall, the crowd continued to grow.

“What a shame. That young man in black is definitely top-tier among his peers, but unfortunately, his opponent is the Xuanhuang Saint Son, who’s nearly ten years older than him.”

“The First Generation Saint Sons are all experts of the Yin Yang Realm, far beyond the Void-Entering Realm. That young man in black is finished.”

The crowd sighed repeatedly. Although people from Xuanhuang couldn’t kill wantonly in the Red Wilderness, the status of these two was so high that no one could interfere.

At that moment, the young man in white, seeing his identity had been exposed, gave Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance a cold smirk. “You know who I am? How dare a mere Third Generation Saintess like you stand in my way?”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance completely ignored him and said to Yi Xiaoyao, “He doesn’t dare to kill me. If you want to live or save Miss Ling’Er, you need to use this to your advantage.”

Yi Xiaoyao had also seen that the young man in white hadn’t dared to touch Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, so he had no choice but to nod and accept her advice.

At the same time, he rapidly sifted through the Cyan Wood Techniques the Cyan Emperor had given him, searching for a Spiritual Skill he could currently use that was powerful enough.

Suddenly, Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes lit up as an incredibly powerful Spiritual Skill, perfectly suited for the current situation, appeared in his mind.

‘What’s more,’ he thought, ‘using this Spiritual Skill here might have a miraculous effect.’

“Miss Huo Wu, memorize the incantation for the Spiritual Skill I’m about to recite.”

Yi Xiaoyao said to Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, then quickly recited the incantation.

As someone who had become a Saintess, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance was naturally exceptionally talented and intelligent. Furthermore, this incantation was for a Spiritual Skill that perfectly suited her Fire Attribute, so she immediately began to execute it.

Like a dance of fire, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance transformed into flames that instantly swirled around Yi Xiaoyao, each flicker of fire dancing like a butterfly.

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze sharpened. The Bloodthirsty Sword returned to his hand, its light glinting as he unleashed a Cyan Wood Attribute Swordsmanship technique in concert with the dance of fiery butterflies.

Then, a slash of cyan sword light shot out. The fire butterflies swirled around it, erupting with an ultimate Flame Power.

The move was incredibly elegant, yet it surpassed every Spiritual Skill Yi Xiaoyao had ever used before.

Seeing this sword strike flying toward him, the young man in white’s expression shifted slightly.

“A joint Swordsmanship technique? A Creation Spiritual Skill that incorporates the principle of wood feeding fire?”

Then, his expression turned indifferent again. He raised his hand and slashed out an arc of light, which crashed directly into the Cyan Wood Fire Butterfly Sword.

The moment the Cyan Wood Fire Butterfly Sword made contact with the arc of light, all the fire butterflies merged into the cyan sword light. The power of wood feeding fire erupted, forming an even more terrifying Flaming Sword Light.

But in the next instant, cracks of light appeared on the Flaming Sword Light, and it was shattered to pieces by the arc.

“Hmph! You think such an inferior Swordsmanship technique is worthy of contending with me?”

The young man in white sneered, his tone dripping with arrogance. He then pointed at Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance. “And you. I’m warning you one last time. If you continue to stand with this brat, don’t blame me if my hand slips and I kill you too!”

Before he could even finish his sentence, a monstrous flame suddenly erupted from Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance. The flame was so violent, seeming to carry a furious intent, that even Yi Xiaoyao was startled.

“A sudden surge of power just appeared in my body, but it’s too strong! I can’t control it!”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance cried out to Yi Xiaoyao in a low voice.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes lit up. He exclaimed, “Quick! Use this power and execute that Swordsmanship technique again!”

As soon as he spoke, they unleashed the Cyan Wood Fire Butterfly Sword once more.

The two of them charged directly at the young man in white. An exquisitely beautiful sword light, accompanied by a sky full of dancing fire butterflies, slashed forward.

A hint of killing intent flashed in the young man’s eyes. Before, he had only defended, fearing he might accidentally kill Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance. But now, he was intent on killing. The arc of light he slashed out shot directly toward the pair, and his figure, moving like light itself, streaked toward Yi Xiaoyao, launching an attack.

However, he never expected that this time, the moment his arc of light touched the sword light from Yi Xiaoyao and his partner, a shattering sound rang out.

Without flinching, Yi Xiaoyao and Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance brought their sword down upon the approaching young man.

“What?!”

Seeing his arc of light shatter, the young man’s face changed drastically. He then felt the sheer power of their current sword strike and, horrified, retreated in haste.

In the next instant, the sword light crashed down right behind him, carving a massive trench in the ground where he had just been standing.

“Is this Swordsmanship… inferior?”

“Is this Swordsmanship… unworthy of contending with you?”

The furious voice came from Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s mouth, but anyone who knew her could tell it wasn’t her own.

Hearing that voice, Yi Xiaoyao understood perfectly and was overjoyed.

The young man in white, however, grew flustered. He couldn’t understand why a sword technique he could break with a casual wave of his hand could now unleash such terrifying power.

At the same time, he recalled that he had indeed just called the technique inferior and unworthy of facing him.

Immediately after, another sword strike, seemingly powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, bore down on the young man in white, making his face turn pale with fright.

The old woman holding Yun Mengling saw this. Her expression first turned to suspicion, but she quickly identified the key. She realized the sudden surge in the sword technique’s power was due to the abnormal energy on Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance.

In a flash of light, the old woman’s figure suddenly appeared behind Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, and she struck out with her palm.

Caught completely off guard, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance had no time to react. The palm strike sent her flying, blood spraying from her mouth.

The sword light slashing toward the young man in white instantly disintegrated.

But the young man in white had been thoroughly terrified. His face contorted with rage, and he shot directly toward Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance.

“So it was you! Even if you are a Saintess of the Chi Race, I’ll still kill you!”

The young man’s furious words were accompanied by a thick, dazzling beam of light that shot toward Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance.

“Don’t!”

The old woman cried out in alarm. She knew very well the consequences of killing a Saintess here.

But before the old woman could intervene, she saw the young man in white sent flying back, violently coughing up blood.

The dumbfounded crowd all gasped in unison. “It’s the young man in black!”

Just as they saw, Yi Xiaoyao had suddenly appeared in front of Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance. A single Fire Fist had shattered the beam of light and sent the young man in white flying.

“How is this possible?!”

The young man in white clutched his charred, caved-in chest, roaring in utter horror, his mouth full of blood.

Just moments ago, Yi Xiaoyao couldn’t even stand a single blow from him. But now, he had easily sent him flying and severely injured him?

But the situation gave him no time to think, because Yi Xiaoyao’s figure flickered and reappeared right in front of him.

“You… dare to kill a Red Wilderness Saintess… in my Red Wilderness?”

The icy words reached the young man’s ears, immediately followed by an astonishing Flame Fist that sent him flying back, spitting blood, for a second time.

Yi Xiaoyao’s figure flickered and appeared again, right behind him.

“You… said the Swordsmanship I created was inferior?”

Another voice shook the young man to his core as Yi Xiaoyao’s Flame Fist sent him flying for a third time.

“And you… said my Swordsmanship was unworthy of contending with you?”

This time, a longsword burning with astonishing flames had appeared in Yi Xiaoyao’s hand. Crimson fire butterflies danced around it, each one containing terrifying power.

The next thing to meet the young man in white would not be a Fire Fist. Instead, Yi Xiaoyao would prove to him whether this Swordsmanship was truly inferior… and whether it was worthy of killing him!

The young man in white slammed heavily onto the ground. He was now covered in blood, and even spat out fragments of his internal organs.

Just moments before, this man had been so proud, so arrogant, repeatedly calling Yi Xiaoyao trash.

But now, under Yi Xiaoyao’s fists, he had no power to resist whatsoever. His white robes were charred and tattered, a picture of utter defeat.

Seeing the sword slash down before him, the young man in white looked at the old woman in terror and cried out for help.

The old woman, like everyone else present, had been completely stunned. Hearing her disciple’s plea, she suddenly understood something and her face filled with horror.

‘This is clearly the Red Butterfly Saint Witch! First, she lent her power to Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, and now she’s lending it to Yi Xiaoyao!’

Immediately, the old woman faced Yi Xiaoyao and dropped to her knees with a THUD!

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(Fourth update from yesterday.)