Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"What a pity!"

As Ye Xuanfeng struck with his palm, Yang Xiao glanced at the motionless Ye Dongge and sighed internally.

'This guy had actually caught my eye. If he had been willing to abandon his Immortal Cultivation, I absolutely would have given him a chance.'

'A chance to become a Martial Arts Powerhouse.'

'With his aptitude, his future accomplishments would have been no less than a True God's.'

'But now, his wavering...'

'...has cost him that chance forever.'

'I thought he was a smart man, but I never expected he couldn't see through such a simple situation. It seems the so-called Immortal Realm truly holds an immense allure for these people! So much so that a supposedly clever man would do something so foolish.'

And foolish it was.

He should have either joined Ye Xuanfeng and tried to kill me...

...or stood firmly on my side.

That's what a smart person would do.

By trying to help neither side, he wouldn't come to a good end regardless of who won.

It was unbelievably stupid.

Not to mention...

Ye Xuanfeng had already fallen into the trap. No matter how strong he was, he posed no threat to me. And Ye Dongge couldn't even see that.

Yang Xiao was very disappointed in Ye Dongge.

But as for the smug Ye Xuanfeng lunging to kill him, Yang Xiao's face was full of mockery.

'This guy is just too naive.'

"Hm? You're still not afraid? Don't tell me you have some other trick up your sleeve?"

Ye Xuanfeng's brow twitched.

"But even if you do, your strength isn't even at the True Tier. Would I, a dignified Void Immortal Powerhouse, be afraid of you?"

He immediately sneered, his attack becoming even more ruthless and merciless.

But just as his Palm Power was about to hit Yang Xiao, Ye Xuanfeng suddenly discovered that the last one percent of his power...

...had suddenly and completely vanished.

His palm struck Yang Xiao's body.

But it only carried the force of his Physical Strength.

For an Immortal Cultivator with such a frail body, that kind of Physical Strength wasn't even enough to tickle Yang Xiao.

So, the palm strike that landed on him...

...was completely useless.

In fact, Ye Xuanfeng's own palm seemed to have turned a little red.

"Wh-what's going on? Why... why is the last bit of my power gone?"

Ye Xuanfeng was stunned.

He had been so elated, ready to kill Yang Xiao, seize control of the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion, and open up that Barbaric Land called Celestial Cloud for the Immortal Dao Army to sweep through.

He would have fulfilled the dream held in the hearts of all Immortal Cultivators for over six thousand years.

He would have become the most prestigious hero on the entire Profound Sun Continent.

But this was the result!

Ye Xuanfeng couldn't accept it.

He screamed in terror.

"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! What kind of Demon Technique did you use?"

"Demon Technique?"

Yang Xiao laughed.

"The dignified Great Elder of the Profound Celestial Sect, and this is the extent of your knowledge? It seems I truly overestimated you before. To think I even considered making you submit. It's a good thing you didn't yield."

As he finished, a trace of mockery flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes.

Along with a hint of killing intent.

After learning the secrets of the Immortal Dao...

...he had a new understanding of all the Immortal Cultivators on the Profound Sun Continent.

At the same time, he finally understood what the Slaying Martial Order was.

An order to kill all Martial Cultivators.

'Since that's the case...'

'...why should I hold back any longer?'

'When I encounter an Immortal Cultivator, no matter who they are, I'll just kill them.'

Just like them.

'If they knew I was a Martial Cultivator—and a Martial Cultivator from the Celestial Cloud Region at that—would they show mercy and let me go?'

'Impossible.'

'So, Ye Xuanfeng...'

'...die!'

"You... No, you can't kill me!"

The moment the killing intent flared, Ye Xuanfeng sensed it. Still reeling in shock, unable to believe his power could just vanish, he was finally jolted to his senses by the threat of death.

Staring at Yang Xiao, he shouted, "I am the Great Elder of the Profound Celestial Sect! If my Life Token shatters, the Profound Celestial Sect will spare no effort to investigate! Do you know of the Bloodline Resonance Secret Technique? As soon as I die, the Sect will use this Secret Skill. You'll be exposed, and you'll die too!"

"Didn't you just say you wanted me to submit? I'm willing to submit now! As long as you restore my strength, I'll do whatever you say."

Although Ye Xuanfeng's tone was forceful, anyone could tell he was begging for his life.

Unfortunately.

If this had been earlier, Yang Xiao might have believed him.

But now, it was too late.

"A moment ago, weren't you all excited, thinking you could kill me with a single palm strike? Why the long face now?"

Yang Xiao said mockingly.

"Th-that... was my mistake. I got carried away. Please, Young Master, forgive me. As long as you don't kill me, we can discuss anything."

Ye Xuanfeng had yielded.

But deep inside, he was roaring.

'I was just careless for a moment.'

'I just need to stall him. Once I recover some of my strength, I'll send a message back with information about him. As long as he's killed, whatever Demon Technique Secret Skill he used will probably fail. By then, even if I lose my Void Immortal Level strength, I can at least maintain my original status. Besides, I've already successfully broken through to the Void Immortal Realm once. Reaching it again in the future will be a hundred, even a thousand times easier.'

'For now, I just have to endure. I cannot die!'

With these thoughts, Ye Xuanfeng put on a fawning, pleading expression.

As long as he could get through this...

...his future...

...would still be limitless.

He might even achieve great merit.

He could become a hero to all the Immortal Cultivators of the Profound Sun Continent.

"Your words sound quite sincere. Unfortunately, not long ago, a woman named Ye Hongmei told me that some people just can't be trusted. I think you're one of them."

A whim.

Words born of an absolute whim came from Yang Xiao's mouth.

Immediately after.

With a thought...

...the Power of the Void Immortal that had been sealed within Ye Xuanfeng's body, completely immobile, suddenly flew out.

It surged into Yang Xiao's body.

It transformed into Original Poison Gas and returned, bit by bit, to the Ten Thousand Poison Source Pearl.

The Ten Thousand Poison Source Pearl, which had grown dim and somewhat transparent, gradually began to emit a dark, black glow once more. As for Ye Xuanfeng, his mouth hung wide open.

He watched helplessly as the power within him vanished, bit by bit...

...and entered Yang Xiao's body.

His expression...

...went from astonishment...

...to despair.

The entire transition took less than three seconds.

Because Ye Xuanfeng understood.

This time, he had truly fallen.

Utterly and completely.

"Even so, I won't let you get away with this! I..."

A venomous look suddenly appeared in Ye Xuanfeng's eyes.

But before he could finish his words...

...a crimson longsword pierced through his body.

At that moment.

It wasn't just the Void Immortal Power in his body.

Even his flesh and blood...

...his Soul...

...his consciousness...

...at this very instant...

...began to dissipate. Oh, to be precise, they were being devoured.

Because that was Yang Xiao's Bloodthirsty Sword.

The Bloodthirsty Sword, on the verge of ascending to an Upper-Grade Treasure Artifact.

"Don't let it go to waste. Also, I don't give dead men any chances. So, you can rest in peace."

Seeing Ye Xuanfeng's stunned expression, Yang Xiao gave a slight smile.

The sword in his hand...

...and the Ten Thousand Poison Source Pearl inside his body...

...both grew brighter.

Especially the Bloodthirsty Sword.

Yang Xiao could feel that after devouring Ye Xuanfeng's flesh, blood, and Divine Soul...

...it was about to advance once again!