Chapter 39 - 37: Martial Soul Exposed, Sword Slashes the Qilin

Chapter 39: Chapter 37: Martial Soul Exposed, Sword Slashes the Qilin

ROAR!

Waves of dragon roars echoed throughout Xingyue City. A giant black dragon burst forth from Qi Tianyang’s body, coiling endlessly around him, exuding a world-shocking draconic aura.

On the battle platform.

"Impossible! I can’t possibly lose to you! I am the Qilin Child of Xingyue City! How could I lose to a piece of trash?

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Plunging into self-doubt, Qi Tianyang completely lost his mind to darkness.

He couldn’t accept this. This was supposed to be the battle that made his name as the Qilin Child, yet he had lost to the city’s universally acknowledged trash.

This shattered his Dao Heart, and endless heart demons spontaneously arose within him.

"Oh no, the Qilin Child has spawned a heart demon!"

"He’s undergoing qi deviation! Qi Tianyang of the Qi family is undergoing qi deviation!"

"What is this...?"

"Martial Soul detonation! He... he’s going to detonate his Martial Soul to kill Jiang Hao at all costs!"

When the hundreds of thousands of cultivators realized what was happening, the entirety of Xingyue City exploded into an uproar.

"Yang’Er, don’t!"

In the Qi family’s spectator stands, Qi Yunshan turned pale with fright. He screamed frantically, trying to awaken Qi Tianyang’s rationality.

Zhao Wuji of the Celestial Sword Sect was sweating profusely from anxiety. "My good disciple, victory and defeat are common occurrences in battle! You absolutely must not do anything foolish!"

He had finally accepted a disciple with a Celestial Tier Martial Soul. This would bring earth-shattering changes to his future status and benefits within the Celestial Sword Sect.

Watching Qi Tianyang on the verge of detonating his Martial Soul, Zhao Wuji paced around in a frenzy, yet he didn’t dare to rashly enter the arena to suppress him.

That was a Celestial Tier Martial Soul, and it was already on the brink of detonation. Even he didn’t dare to step onto the field lightly. However, it was already too late. Everything was too late.

"I won’t lose! I am the Qilin Child! I possess a Celestial Tier Martial Soul! I will never lose!

"Die! Die for me! All of you, die!"

ROAR!

Having completely lost his reason, Qi Tianyang fully succumbed to qi deviation. Channeling his Martial Soul, he charged at Jiang Hao like a madman.

The black dragon coiling around him also let out continuous furious roars, its Soul Power surging to the absolute peak.

"A heart demon?"

Looking at Qi Tianyang’s suicidal attack, Jiang Hao remained completely unfazed, though it was his first time witnessing the sheer terror of a heart demon.

Suddenly, Qi Tianyang shrieked, "Go to hell!"

BOOM!

"Yang’Er!"

"Tianyang!"

"Jiang Hao!"

An earth-shattering boom echoed throughout the entirety of Xingyue City.

In an instant, the terrifying Martial Soul detonated on the spot. The world-shocking Soul Power swept across the heavens and the earth, leaving the countless cultivators dumbstruck.

As that horrific Soul Power and draconic aura swept in all directions, the dense sea of people frantically retreated like a receding tide. Some cultivators who were too slow were instantly blasted into blood mist, dead beyond dead.

Even some cultivators who were relatively far away coughed up blood from the shockwaves. The area surrounding the entire battle platform instantly dissolved into wailing, with endless screams of agony echoing in the air.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators watched this scene, completely dumbstruck and paralyzed as if struck by lightning.

What was supposed to be a one-sided slaughter in a life-or-death battle had unexpectedly turned into this horrific scene. Everyone was left stupefied.

Compared to the surrounding areas affected by the shockwaves, the battle platform itself was ravaged by raging Soul Power and shrouded in demonic qi. The terrifying energy instantly obliterated everything, causing even the battle platform itself to collapse and fissure.

"Oh my god!"

The vast sea of Xingyue City cultivators watched the heaven-shaking scene with abject terror, their scalps going numb and chills running down their spines.

"Is this the power of a Celestial Tier Martial Soul detonating?"

"It’s too terrifying."

Even Zhao Wuji and the other experts felt their souls shaken by this sight.

A Martial Soul detonation was already horrifying enough, but the detonation of a Celestial Tier Martial Soul possessed apocalyptic destructive power.

In contrast to the terror of the endless cultivators, the various experts of the Qi family were screaming themselves hoarse. Qi Yunshan, in particular, was on the brink of absolute madness.

"Yang’Er!"

Countless Qi family elders and their Patriarch let out cries of extreme anguish.

A Celestial Tier Martial Soul Awakener could be considered the future of the Qi family. Once the Martial Soul detonated, even if he survived, he would become a cripple.

This kind of loss was not something the Qi family could bear. How could they not feel a suffocating agony?

"From now on, there will be no more Qi family Qilin Child in the Earth Realm of Xingyue City."

"A Martial Soul detonation is almost impossible to survive. That young man was most likely blown to pieces, right?"

"Our Xingyue City has lost two peerless geniuses at the same time."

Countless figures of the older generation felt immense sorrow.

Whether it was Qi Tianyang’s detonation or the fall of that white-clad youth, it was not just a loss for the Qi family, but a loss for the entire Xingyue City Earth Realm.

At this very moment, no one dared to mock that youth as trash anymore. All they felt was indescribable shock and awe.

Yet now, it was all gone. The Celestial Tier Martial Soul had detonated, and the peerless genius had almost zero chance of survival.

It had to be known that among the cultivators who had just perished from the sweeping shockwaves of the detonation, there was no lack of older generation experts at the Unity Realm.

If even those kinds of cultivators were killed by the residual waves, there was no need to mention the white-clad figure trapped right at the epicenter of the blast.

Even Gu Qingyan and Bai Wufeng, who stood outside the dense sea of people, couldn’t help but stare intently at the center of the storm, their breathing turning incredibly ragged.

However, just as everyone thought that the white-clad youth had undoubtedly perished body and soul... suddenly, a sound rang out.

ROAR!

A dragon’s roar shattered the dead silence, echoing through the heavens and earth from within the billowing demonic qi and Soul Power. A terrifying draconic aura swept in all directions, dispersing the demonic qi and shattering the turbulent Soul Power.

The moment the hundreds of thousands of cultivators heard that dragon’s roar, their bodies trembled, their eyes brimming with sheer disbelief.

"A dragon’s roar! It’s a dragon’s roar!"

"Could it be that Qi Tianyang didn’t truly detonate his Divine Dragon Martial Soul? Is his Martial Soul still intact?"

The very first thing the crowd associated with that roar was Qi Tianyang’s flood dragon Martial Soul.

This roar also caused the hearts of the many Qi family elders and the people from the Celestial Sword Sect to leap with excitement, their sorrow turning into joy.

However, when the endless demonic qi was dispersed by the draconic aura, everyone was left utterly dumbfounded.

On the collapsed and heavily cratered battle platform, a white-clad figure slowly emerged. His long hair danced in the wind, and his robes fluttered as he stood silently in the very center of the storm, as immovable as a mountain and as ethereal as an Exiled Immortal.

A phantom image of a True Dragon coiled continuously around his body, letting out resounding roars.

In front of the white-clad youth stood another figure who had long since suffered severe backlash and heavy injuries. Although he still hovered in the air, he was coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahahaha!"

Staring at the completely unscathed Jiang Hao, Qi Tianyang burst into maniacal laughter.

That laughter was filled with indignation, fury, powerlessness, self-mockery, and the absolute mental collapse that followed his severe self-doubt.

When this scene unfolded before everyone’s eyes, the vast sea of people was struck dumb, rooted to the spot as if hit by lightning.

"What?"

"He’s still not dead?"

"Is... is that a Divine Dragon Martial Soul?"

"Impossible! This is too impossible! After the detonation of a Celestial Tier Martial Soul, how could he still be alive, let alone completely unscathed?"

"Could that phantom of a Divine Dragon be his Martial Soul?"

"Wait, why does this Divine Dragon look so familiar?"

"I remember now! It’s the phantom of the Divine Dragon that appeared at the Peak of the Firmament during that phenomenon from the heavens!"

"Oh my god, it really is the True Dragon from that phenomenon! It’s exactly the same!"

CLAMOR!

In an instant, as the endless Xingyue City cultivators snapped out of their daze, they recognized the True Dragon Martial Soul coiling around Jiang Hao.

Compared to Qi Tianyang’s flood dragon Martial Soul, the two couldn’t even be mentioned in the same breath.

The Divine Dragon on the white-clad youth was far more majestic and domineering, its draconic aura infinitely more pure.

It resembled a true Divine Mansion of the Divine Dragon race looking down upon the mortal realm, silently protecting its master.

At this moment, the countless cultivators finally came to their senses, all of them turning pale with shock.

"Could it be that the phenomenon that descended from the heavens that day wasn’t triggered by Qi Tianyang’s Martial Soul awakening at all? Was the one who truly invoked the heaven and earth phenomenon... that piece of trash?"

BOOM!

As soon as those words were spoken, it was like a bolt out of the blue striking above Xingyue City. Everyone was petrified on the spot.

Until this very day, the truth had finally come to light.

It wasn’t just the hundreds of thousands of cultivators staring blankly at the white-clad youth in the arena.

Familiar faces, including Gu Qingyan, Bai Wufeng, Wu Jing, Gai He, Li Qingyi, Li Fengchun, Qi Yunshan, Zhao Wuji, Liu Ruyue, Ye Xiaotian, and the Third Elder of the Ye family, were all staring blankly at the True Dragon phantom, so shocked that they were practically speechless.

Inside the countless Tea Pavilions, even the world-shocking geniuses from various factions were now filled with horror. They stood up one after another, subconsciously taking a step forward and locking their eyes onto the figure in the arena.

They had crossed endless mountains and rivers to come here. They didn’t get to witness the fearsomeness of the Qilin Child, but instead witnessed the sheer terror of another peerless monster.

Without giving anyone a chance to react...

ROAR!

The True Dragon phantom abruptly soared into the sky, coiling continuously above Xingyue City with heaven-shaking roars.

After soaring freely for a few circles, the Divine Dragon dove down, raining its monstrous draconic aura upon the mortal realm, before finally plunging headfirst into the white-clad youth’s body.

At this moment, Jiang Hao no longer suppressed his emotions. Carrying the three-foot Qingfeng Sword, he walked through the air, stepping step by step toward Qi Tianyang, who no longer had the strength to fight.

In the other party’s own words, it was time for everything to end.

When Qi Tianyang was stomped underfoot in midair, he continued to laugh incessantly.

"I won’t be defeated! I am the Qilin Child! I would never lose to a piece of trash! Haha, hahahaha!"

Looking at the self-maddened Qi Tianyang, Jiang Hao’s eyes showed no emotional fluctuation.

Holding the Qingfeng Sword in hand, he coldly gazed at this Qilin Child of the Qi family who had nearly driven Ye Qingxian and himself into a desperate corner.

"You forced me to do all of this."

As the youth finished speaking, the edge of his sword turned. A clear light illuminated half the void as he swung his sword down.

The moment Jiang Hao raised his sword, the hundreds of thousands of cultivators were dumbstruck.

In the Qi family’s spectator stands.

"No!"

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"