Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"You... I can't believe it. You're actually this ruthless. To deal with us, you're even willing to self-destruct a Treasure Weapon like this!"

Xiang Fengyun's face was filled with disbelief and endless fury.

He couldn't understand how this person before him could do such a thing with such a precious Treasure Weapon.

That was a Treasure Weapon!

It wasn't just him. The other two, Qin Yuwei and the strongest of them, the old man surnamed Zhang, also wore expressions of resentment. They clearly felt the same way.

In response, Yang Xiao simply smiled faintly.

In his hand, another Void Divine Sword appeared.

The three of them stared, dumbfounded.

'Where did this guy get so many identical Treasure Weapons?'

Just then, Yang Xiao chuckled. "Ignorance is truly a terrifying thing. Even now, you can't tell that this is just my Heaven-Gifted Treasure Technique?"

"A Heaven-Gifted Treasure Technique? No, impossible! How could there be such a powerful Heaven-Gifted Treasure Technique? I don't believe it!"

Xiang Fengyun shook his head.

Qin Yuwei also frowned slightly, a little unconvinced.

As for the old man surnamed Zhang, he was actually starting to believe it.

'Because if it wasn't a Heaven-Gifted Treasure Technique, how could this Martial Artist before them possibly pull out so many identical Treasure Weapons so casually?'

Unfortunately for them, it made no difference to Yang Xiao whether they believed him or not.

It made no difference.

As long as he could absorb the Dao Seeds from their bodies, that was all that mattered.

So, Yang Xiao stopped wasting his breath on them.

With a thought.

The Mysterious Furnace Cauldron spun.

Instantly, the Dao Seeds were sucked out from the bodies of the six unconscious people, including Chi Yanfeng of the Fire Element Dao Body, who had been knocked out by Yuan San earlier.

As for Xiang Fengyun and the other two, they also felt the pulling force.

However, their Dao Seeds were not drawn out.

'Hmm? It seems this Dao Seed is somewhat different from an ordinary Immortal Dao Will. Must the host be unconscious before it can be absorbed?'

An idea sparked in Yang Xiao's mind.

He raised his hand and sent out several palm strikes.

They struck Xiang Fengyun, Qin Yuwei, and the third person.

In an instant, the three schemers were sent flying, spitting blood as they crashed to the ground.

And at that moment, the three Dao Seeds from their bodies finally entered Yang Xiao's Mysterious Furnace Cauldron. Seeing the nine Dao Seeds floating amidst the aura formed from countless strands of Immortal Dao Will, Yang Xiao was very satisfied.

He was finished on his end.

The battle between Yuan San and Yuan Haotian was also nearing its end.

Yang Xiao looked over.

The once proud and domineering Immortal Envoy, Yuan San, was now in a miserable state. Even his aura had become unstable and erratic.

It was clear he was on his last legs.

Yuan Haotian's condition wasn't great either.

He was a mess from head to toe, but Yang Xiao could tell.

He was probably still holding back some of his strength.

'This Yuan Haotian truly lives up to his name as an unparalleled genius with an Ultimate Grade Dao Body. To think he could force a True Immortal into such a state.'

Although Yuan San had brought this upon himself—courting death by trying to force Yang Xiao out and getting himself severely injured in the process—he was, after all, a True Immortal.

Furthermore, he was a True Immortal with a stable aura. Such a being, even when severely wounded, was not to be underestimated. Not to mention, Yang Xiao had just seen that when the man went berserk, his strength was no weaker than that of an ordinary True Immortal.

Yet Yuan Haotian had actually managed to withstand it, to block that power head-on.

Based on this point alone, this man was likely not far off from the level of an ordinary True Immortal.

Terrifying.

"Yuan Haotian, are you really going to hunt me to extinction?"

The crisis of imminent death seemed to sober Yuan San up a little.

He finally stopped his frenzied attacks and looked at Yuan Haotian, his face full of resentment.

"What's the use of saying that at a time like this? If you had just given me that Divine Fire earlier, things would have been so much better, wouldn't they?"

Yuan Haotian said faintly.

'I've already offended this man to the point of no return. If I don't kill him now, when will I?'

'Although killing him will likely offend the high and mighty Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch, will not killing him mean I won't offend him?'

Yuan Haotian knew without even thinking that if this Immortal Envoy returned, he would definitely speak ill of him to the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch. When that time came, what good would it do him, even if he reached the Immortal Realm?

'Having offended this petty man, even if the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch doesn't intervene, my every step will be difficult.'

'In that case, I might as well just kill him.'

'As for the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch, I'll reconcile if I can. After all, we are both of the Yuan Family bloodline. But if that's really not possible...'

'I, Yuan Haotian, am no pushover. And the Immortal Realm has more than one Immortal Monarch. As long as I can become a Daoist, so what if he's an Immortal Monarch?'

With these thoughts in mind.

Yuan Haotian now had only one kind of look for Yuan San.

A gaze of absolute indifference.

"Haha, to think that I, Yuan San, came to this Lower Realm not to die at the hands of a Martial Artist, but at your hands instead! Haha, how ridiculous."

Yuan San began to laugh manically.

He had obviously seen through Yuan Haotian's intentions.

His heart was filled with bitterness.

Indignation.

And also regret.

He cut a rather tragic figure, like a hero at the end of his road.

Unfortunately, neither of the two living people present, be it Yang Xiao or Yuan Haotian, felt any sympathy for him.

"Go in peace. I will explain things to the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch!"

Raising his hand, Yuan Haotian struck out with his palm.

It was the same Godslaying Palm that Yuan Haowen had used against Yang Xiao before.

This palm strike was a profound Immortal Skill.

In Yang Xiao's eyes, it was comparable to some of the top Great Divine Techniques.

A single strike from this palm could obliterate one's Divine Soul.

Even a True Immortal would die if struck by it.

"Since you're dead set on killing me, then I have no choice but to take you down with me!"

Yuan San roared.

The aura around his body surged once more.

Yuan Haotian's expression changed in an instant.

But he did not retreat.

Instead, he pressed forward, sending his palm strike flying.

And at that very moment.

Yang Xiao also made his move.

Oh, it wasn't him who moved, but the Mysterious Furnace Cauldron inside his body.

It began to operate at full power.

The Immortal Dao Will, which had been suppressed by Yuan San and couldn't be absorbed, now gushed out in a frenzy. Yuan San's aura instantly weakened.

His body froze for a moment.

"You!"

Yuan San whipped his head around, looking at Yang Xiao with absolute fury.

In that instant, Yuan Haotian seized the opportunity.

BANG!

A heavy Godslaying Palm slammed into his body.

Yuan San was instantly blown to pieces.

He was dead.

A dignified True Immortal, a supreme Immortal Envoy.

Had fallen on this small, mortal continent where a True Immortal had never even appeared.

Before he died, anyone could see that he was utterly unwilling to accept his fate.

Especially Yang Xiao.

In the instant he was struck by the palm.

The man's final gaze was fixed deadly upon him.

And that gaze was very strange.

It was filled with extreme hatred, yet also contained other emotions.

There was even a hint of a cold sneer.

As well as a peculiar emotion.

It left Yang Xiao completely unable to understand what the man meant by it.

'Does he think that I, the culprit who caused his miserable end, will be joining him shortly?'

Yang Xiao let out a self-deprecating laugh.

But Yuan Haotian's gaze was now fixed on him.